<?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-13064859</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:32:22.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well...girls will be girls...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113792504871110653</id><published>2006-01-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T18:17:29.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Prisci's blog, and suddenly remembered about the random quiz thingy. Sho here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that make me smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My extended family&lt;br /&gt;2) The Sword Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;3) K_C crack&lt;br /&gt;4) My friends&lt;br /&gt;5) Yuhua memories, like the spastic undewear incident&lt;br /&gt;6) Smile Like You Mean It&lt;br /&gt;7) Bleach. &lt;s&gt;Actually it makes me hyperventilate.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 ways to win my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I don't know&lt;br /&gt;2) This is kinda hard&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't mind watching Finding Nemo a million times&lt;br /&gt;4) Funneh. Not funny but funneh&lt;br /&gt;5) I really don't know&lt;br /&gt;6) No idea&lt;br /&gt;7) I don't know! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Sorry if that was half-assed, but I really have no idea. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I'm afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) front row seats of getai shows&lt;br /&gt;2) not being able to finish my homework&lt;br /&gt;3) not being able to finish a test on time&lt;br /&gt;4) 5th storey girl who will remain nameless&lt;br /&gt;5) not meeting my expectations&lt;br /&gt;6) being a failure in school&lt;br /&gt;7) sucking at life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things I do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) bath&lt;br /&gt;2) see the strays&lt;br /&gt;3) eat&lt;br /&gt;4) go online&lt;br /&gt;5) say weird stuff&lt;br /&gt;6) pray&lt;br /&gt;7) talk to other people, and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people I want to see right now:&lt;br /&gt;1) My cousins in Dubai&lt;br /&gt;2) My other cousin&lt;br /&gt;3) My gramma&lt;br /&gt;4) Is&lt;br /&gt;5) Lit Group&lt;br /&gt;6) PW Group&lt;br /&gt;7) 1 dynamite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people who have to do this really random quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sarah/Urahara/(Bleach) Salad/Ura Renge/ Bankai&lt;br /&gt;2) Beanie!&lt;br /&gt;3) Shakti aka Sharkboy&lt;br /&gt;4) Gis&lt;br /&gt;5) You ( if you're not listed above )&lt;br /&gt;6) Your mom&lt;br /&gt;7) Your brother/sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty half-assed too. But never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;211 came out. &lt;i&gt;Finally.&lt;/i&gt; Spoilers lie ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that really Tousen? What the hell? Actually I thought it was Tatsuki's zanpakutou and was like, she has a zanpaktou? Then saw all the comments and realized it wasn't, although the person in the last panel could be Tousen. I also thought that Kuukaku was Tatsuki when we first saw her. There was this guy saying how the thingy in the middle of the sword looked like Tousen's one so I image googled Suzumushi...and got a lot of crickets. However the gloves looked like Tousen. But wait, doesn't Tousen wear the uniform without the sleeves? Or maybe after they went up there they changed. Whatever. And! Why is it so short?&lt;br /&gt;Go Ichi! Kick Grimjoww's ass! What happened to the arrancar Hitsugaya was pounding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanced upon an LJ. It said Kubo Tite hates IchiRuki and mocks their relationship throughout the time they are together. And I got very sad. It also said RenRuki and IchiHime was implicitly canon. *cries again* . IshiHime also no go. But canopy what, because IchiRuki is si beh dam obvious sia. Waaah. IchiRuki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, not one, but two people cut the queue just before my turn at Popular. WAH PIANG EH. KANNASAI. KNN. If I see them again, I'll make sure they won't walk ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113792504871110653?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113792504871110653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113792504871110653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113792504871110653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113792504871110653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-to-priscis-blog-and-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113705613912470555</id><published>2006-01-12T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:02:09.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waaah! I'm a bad person! I neglected my dear, first ever blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed right now. People were laughing at me, just minding my own business in the bus today. Well, I was actually singing to myself then this entire posse of girls started whispering, laughing and glancing at me. Could not be any other person since they were sitting two seats in front of me and there was no one else at the back of the bus. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao. I have like one million projects already. And it's only the second week. Sigh. But everything fell into place today and that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. I'm going to tell this story again. This teacher, she was wearing a sleeveless shirt. Suddenly, she lifted up her arms to ruffle her hair and. She didn't shave her armpits. LOL. I mean like, it wasn't just fuzz. It was like one forest can? If you saw it you'll be scarred for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teachers are so freaking boring. They can be divided into two: "I want to get out of here right now" boring and "I want to sleep" boring. I can't decide which is worse. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ladeeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin just crashed here. She's invading my breathing space. *chokes* She was asking for pictures of Rudin and Nizam again. Apparently, she likes them. -_-''. Am I a bloody matchmaker or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been offering me their umbrellas at the junction. It's not that hard when everybody thinks you are in P4. And when you tell them that you're in Sec 2 their eyes go all big. Sad. But nevermind, cause I can still kick ass. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113705613912470555?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113705613912470555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113705613912470555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113705613912470555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113705613912470555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2006/01/waaah-im-bad-person-i-neglected-my.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113638384025271520</id><published>2006-01-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:10:40.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in the longest. I miss my Internet time during the hols. And I miss the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so new year, new class. I dunno how I feel about it. I think I embarrased myself in front of the Chem teacher. I don't like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go back to Yuhua on the first day, but they didn't turn up. So I went alone. I figured I shouldn't have gone because now I miss Yuhua tons, along with one dee. Sigh. Separation year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately, I smell falling out. Sad. I don't want no falling out. Last last year was enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss retarded free periods with Amrit and Rivali and all the bashing. Neh, I might just miss Thomsett a bit. And not sitting next to Lianne. And Amy and Estelle. And the Lit Bunch, Char, Tricia, April and Esabelle. And Daph. And Sarah, and rap with Beanie. And Hui Ling. And Mrs Nat Lim. And Mrs Sim. And PW with Jer, Lianne, Amy and Cheryl. And Sharkboy and Lavagirl. And jokes with Gis. And basically everyone in one dee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaah. My free periods will be empty without bashing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno if this year was a good start or not. I don't hate my class, but there's something missing. I don't know what it is but, like, whatever. [ eeyurr, so bimbotic! ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stop before this entry becomes sooper emo. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113638384025271520?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113638384025271520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113638384025271520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113638384025271520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113638384025271520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2006/01/havent-blogged-in-longest.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113602844509254374</id><published>2005-12-31T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:27:25.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year people. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NOES MUMMY TEH BAD WATER IS GOING TO EAT TEH BOATS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Sarah! All hail &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Elusive Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!! Holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Birthday GETA BOUSHI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new hair sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser is a dumbass telltale biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is moving to Dubai in 3 weeks' time. He escaped streaming, and he'll be escaping PSLE too. And when he gets to Dubai, he'll have a nice house with a swimming pool at the roof top. [.......]. NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BCM baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got 80. Is that good? Am I supposed to be there in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I will not be thrown around like a punching bag. I can wait. Just hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, second mousin got into Yuhua Sec. Then there was some orientation thing and when she came home she was all bragging about how four guys looked at her. Wtf. Basically trying to get me jealous. What, am I supposed to be in awe because a bunch of guys looked at you? Neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the whole shenanigan finished, another one started the next day. Hai. I think another three days. And some sort of getai thingy is at the courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish fourth mousin would stop going "WHa~t?" whenever I look at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need crack OTPs and uncyclopedia.org.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113602844509254374?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113602844509254374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113602844509254374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113602844509254374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113602844509254374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year-people.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113573767455636102</id><published>2005-12-28T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T16:00:33.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At the end of the year, I will start remembering all the stupid things I've done. I remembered the worst day of my life up till now. And so I'll just document it here so I don't forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began on the day of my Pri 5 SA1 oral exam. It was the SARS period, so it was compulsory to bring your frigging thermometer to school for the temperature-taking thing, or the teacher would personally maim you. So me and third mousin had the exam on the same day and we went to pick him up. We were heading to school, and then halfway there he went "OMG I FORGOT THE THERMOMETER!!!". So my dad, who was driving, got shocked and he took a wrong turn. We were screwed. So we drove all the way to his house, got the thermometer and drove to school. We arrived 20 minutes late. My teacher was not amused. She looked like she was going to snap my neck. But I didn't get a earful. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were done with the exam, you would sit on the other side of the room with the other girls. First they would ask how it went. And then you would launch into ghost story shit. Typical exam. I totally forgot I was late. And then while Qiao Xin was saying something about a never-ending staircase, my glasses broke. I was even touching them. They just broke on my nose. In half right in the middle of the bridge. The girls suggested asking the teacher for tape before the Mother Tongue Oral. So I went to My Teacher Who Wasn't Amused With My Punctuality, Or Lack Thereof for tape. Bad move. She started shooting off about why I was late and shit. I tried to explain, but she just kept interrupting my sentences. And I started crying. SHIT. SHIT SHIT. WHICH SELF-RESPECTING P5 CRIES???!!!??? Anyway, I cried. And she was still going on. I think I cried because I was terrified of her. So she went to the Malay Teacher Gang. Needless to say, they saw me crying. That was so damned embarrasing man. Wtf. They asked what was wrong, and you can't expect me to say that I was terrified of her, can you? Because it would be stupid to make any more wrong moves. So I told them that I was afraid my mother would scold me. Which was a hella lie. My mum wouldn't tell me off if my damned glasses broke. It's not like I attacked it with a frigging sledgehammer. With my glasses gone, I only saw blur shit. And to make matters worse, I was hiccuping and sobbing. I couldn't say anything without a hiccup, and I couldn't see to save my life for Picture Conversation. I think I failed that MT oral exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing that came out from the ordeal was that I never wore those nerdy things anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can be very sure that when I got home, I beat the living shit out of third mousin. He didn't get any shit at school. I get very angry just at the thought of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al-Sayf's song reminded me of a little song that I think Akmal created. It was about this guy called Suresh. He is the most irritating person you will ever meet. He used to sing "I'm a barbie girl/ in a barbie world" all the time in this very high-pitched whine and do some frigging ridiculous dance. And I hated him because he was constantly teasing me. Most of the time I felt like causing him excruciating pain. Damn. So anyway. The song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari ini hari Isnin&lt;br /&gt;Suresh kena makan anjing&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini hari Selasa&lt;br /&gt;Suresh kena masuk neraka&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Today is Monday/Suresh got eaten by a dog/Today is Tuesday/Suresh went to hell )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. Very evil lyrics. There are more up till Sunday but I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Little is cute. However, the movie sucked. It was a Finding Nemo rip-off, I tell ya!! Finding Nemo rocks, but rip-offs are just stupid. Same storyline, father doesnt trust son, but for different reasons. There was even the "You gotta believe me Dad" scene. That was totally from Finding Nemo when they were at the fishing grounds! Only they were at the top of the tower. Ripping off is bad, but ripping off from yourself worse. Recycling is good, but you can't recycle a good movie storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that the eight-smelliest animal is the Beluga whale? This proves that taking a bath is useless. I mean, this creature spends it's life in water, and it &lt;i&gt;smells&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parody religions are funny. Search on Wikipedia about the IPU ( Invisible Pink Unicorn ) and FSM ( Flying Spaghetti Monster ). Both are regarded as the highest being in their respective religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/fsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/fsm.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FSM. Can you see the meatballs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113573767455636102?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113573767455636102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113573767455636102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113573767455636102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113573767455636102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-end-of-year-i-will-start.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113542962890723791</id><published>2005-12-24T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:07:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="251" src="http://img388.imageshack.us/img388/3336/haha3iq.png" width="348" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all celebrating Christmas, Merry Christmas! :)  Rudolph's nose extra red and shiny for y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nek Yah and Tok Saadon are going on Hajj. I pray for their safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week left. That sucks period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are looking the shortest post in the entire history of this blog. It's an honour, I tell ya! Just kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113542962890723791?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113542962890723791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113542962890723791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113542962890723791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113542962890723791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-all-celebrating-christmas-merry.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113514805345153629</id><published>2005-12-21T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T14:54:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confucius say you no be self-obessess, you go to jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought up by the rap track, what rhymes with orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great possibility that my mousins will move to Dubai. Of all the damn countries in the world it has to be Dubai. Not something normal like, say, Australia. Lots of people migrate to Australia. And it takes forever to get there. Two flights. I never expected them to move. When third maunt printed out the form for some school, I knew they were in for some shit. If they really move I'll miss 3 punching bags and verbal abuse/insult stimulators. But we might get to visit them. Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored, I actually read &lt;i&gt;Drabble&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the joy you felt when the Gahmen annouced a quarantine during the SARS period? Sho happy. Speaking of Gahmen, I should go to Talkingcock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whine. So bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had trouble with some stupid factorisation thing, so I had my mum show me how to do it. Then I was like, oh. ok. She told me to always go back to basics ( as usual ) and told some story. It was about how the American astronauts were spending millions of dollars trying to invent some type of pen that would write in space. The Russian astronauts had the problem too, so they used pencils on space trips after that. --''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizen has changed so much after he smashed those glasses and combed his hair back, yes? He looks so gay now. Actually Ichimaru looked gay way before he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first picked up Charlotte's Web when I was eight. I didn't read the book until two years later because the first part tells you about how Mr Arable is going to kill Wilbur with an axe and I got really freaked out. Charlotte's Web is one of those books that leave you with an imprint. Typical Borders book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113514805345153629?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113514805345153629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113514805345153629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113514805345153629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113514805345153629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/confucius-say-you-no-be-self-obessess.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113483430065237161</id><published>2005-12-17T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T23:48:37.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are lots of things you can do with tape. One of the things you can do is stick them onto your armpit hair and ask someone else to pull it off. And 10 strips of tape later it's all gone. Which is what my father and bro did. &lt;b&gt;- - ''&lt;/b&gt; . When it was all done there was this big ball of tape. And a hella lot hair. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ( not my family but fourth maunt, fourth muncle, third maunt, third, fourth and seventh mousin and gramma ) moved today. It's kinda sad, moving out. Lots of things happened there, like my granpa dying. That was the first time I saw a dying person. I remember going there first instead of my house after the PSLE results. So yea. But moving is fun. We sang that song. Instead of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;marilah minda, berminda-minda&lt;br /&gt;ke satu era, ke satu era&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( let's think our way to a new era ) //terrible translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we changed it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;marilah pindah, berpindah-pindah&lt;br /&gt;ke Bukit Merah, ke Bukit Merah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( let's move to Bukit Merah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: We were NOT moving to Bukit Merah. Still in West Singapore, Jurong East. Bukit Merah just happens to rhyme nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's a Lame song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang Dragostea Din Tei too! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of funneh stuff happened towards the end of the SS arc. But first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/[M7]Bleach-ch176-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/%5BM7%5DBleach-ch176-25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHHHH!!! OMG!! WTF????!!!??? 1)BYA STOPPED SHINSOU!!!! 2) HE SAVED RUKIA!!! Can I scream some more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Er. I should really get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CAT IS NOT MINE. AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE ONE IT ISN'T MY BLEEDING CAT. EVEN IF I HAD ONE I WOULD'NT ABANDON IT IN THE FIRST PLACE. SO PLEASE STFU AND STOP ASKING ME. :))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113483430065237161?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113483430065237161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113483430065237161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113483430065237161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113483430065237161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/there-are-lots-of-things-you-can-do.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113437280778000193</id><published>2005-12-12T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:33:27.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waaaah!!! the madr. says that next year we cannot wear :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jeans&lt;br /&gt;-t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;-long pants&lt;br /&gt;-tight clothes&lt;br /&gt;-make-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell wears make-up to school anyway? Except if you're that girl who has pencil-drawn eyebrows. Eee. But why cannot wear jeans? I feel like smashing my head against the wall. Na beh. I think they're against western stuff. There was this one kefahaman, or comprehension, that I had to do and they were saying how rock is bad and all. And how only those people who wear baju kurungs are good people et cetera. Hello! I listen to rock and I don't even look like Lucifer's pitchfork, do I? What is so wrong with rock anyway. The only rock you've been exposed to is Satanic rock. Or maybe you listened to Led Zeppelin's Stairway to Heaven and you assumed rock was what Satan listened to. Ya, and if the person who was wearing baju kurung smoked, he's still a saint? Freak you. Use your brains. And what is so wrong with wearing jeans? What is wrong with wearing leather jackets? Nothing!! It still covers right? You probably never wore jeans anyway. And you probably never stepped out of that freaking baju kurung right? You're still wearing the same stuff people wore like a hundred years ago. Seriously, get a life. Times are changing and I think it isn't possible that you don't have at least one pair of jeans. And if we can't listen to rock, then Pop? Britney Spears? Excuse me while I projectile vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were saying to your friend " I'm hot. " it would be taken wrongly. You can't say "I'm feeling hot." because that sounds wrong too. So you have to say, "I'm feeling very very very warm.". Does that make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard Heard 'Em Say, I started tearing. I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;assign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I can't too! Wheeee!!! Now I can sue the guy who made Heymath his intestines! [ To Heymath creator: That was a joke. Seriously. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all so lucky...I no go anywhere this holiday.. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, last time at old Yuhua before merger we used to say the pledge in different languages. Monday, Tuesday and Friday we said it in English, Wednesday in Chinese and Thursday in Malay. [ I think ]. Wo men something something Xin Jia Po kong ming. Se tian pu fen something something. Yen e kong sia wan sie i ke. Sien se kong se  [ something...] ming shu se wei. Fang rong ming sing fu. fong kong bu li. Yes okay. I can't remember. The last time we said that was when I was Primary Three, before merger. Malay...Kami warganegara Singapura. Bersama bersatu padu tidak kira apa bangsa, bahasa atau agama...and I forgot. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get the scanner up because you NEED to see the picture of Halem, Ahmaded, Seng Wee and Jimmy. I look at the caption and I just burst. And Page 52!!!!!! Wahaha! That's so funny...you can just piss off Ahmaded with " PAGE 52!!!!!" !!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read about German grammar! For most accurate information go to Uncyclopedia.org! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BITES&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; STAY AWAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113437280778000193?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113437280778000193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113437280778000193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113437280778000193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113437280778000193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/waaaah-madr.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113401856245659990</id><published>2005-12-08T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:09:22.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bwahahaaaa! My cousins will be next....heh. Unsuspecting asses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no Bleach-ified post so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAHHHH! BLEACH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Every 10 seconds I was like, OMG WTF!!!! *click*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, less talk, more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/[manga-rain]bleach-ch051-019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/%5Bmanga-rain%5Dbleach-ch051-019.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rukia looks so emo here...&lt;br /&gt;isn't rukia's rabbit cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"thank you for all these times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/65-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/65-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaahh! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the saddest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/65-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/65-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be executed in 25 days, but Rukia is still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of weirdo tattoos his eyebrows?" Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/65-10-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/65-10-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I was looking at this then I started laughing, because Ichimaru reminded me of a damn rabbit.. hehe... all he needs is bugs bunny teeth... Nyeah, what's up doc? lol. :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/65-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/65-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yes, I almost broke my chair bouncing on it when I saw this. This scene received highest frequencies of "WTF!!" from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best err scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-04-08-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-04-08-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-S-H-I-D-A-!-!-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-03-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-03-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v06%20ch052%20pg185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v06%20ch052%20pg185.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aniki!!" Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v06%20ch052%20pg184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v06%20ch052%20pg184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch053%20pg018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch053%20pg018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love the way Urahara talks with hearts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch053%20pg022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch053%20pg022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The one who will defeat you!" * cue white smoke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch054%20pg028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch054%20pg028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scene speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch057%20pg104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch057%20pg104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urahars looks deranged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch058%20pg120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch058%20pg120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orihime's so cute can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach%20v07%20ch059%20pg145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach%20v07%20ch059%20pg145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is Ururu! She looks like a mushroom...&lt;br /&gt;They used to call me mushroom-head at school last time.. because I has stupid hair and also because if I covered myself with an umbrella I would resemble a walking mushroom..kinda like Maple Story..sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/64-12-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/64-12-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinigami? Hollow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/64-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/64-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was gonna let the F word slip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/65-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/65-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..this was sad too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/[manga-rain]bleach-ch051-017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px" height="477" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/%5Bmanga-rain%5Dbleach-ch051-017.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoruichi is a pretty kitty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/66-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/66-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was...err.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/66-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/66-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urahara is frreakky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/66-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/66-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that shaggy haired dude ( Dave Douglas! ) is his sword? Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/67-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/67-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urahara without his hat! Hell froze over? You know for the guy to have shadows around his eyes all the time, they have to be really deep-set. And the shadows around his eyes are really huge they make him look like a panda...his eyeballs must be lodged in his brain...heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kurosaki-kun, you're a scary kid..". Right you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's nice and all! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ End Bleach. ] Okay all you un-Bleached, you can come out from the bomb shelters now, I'm done! (: [ End Bleach ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've seen one Mariah Carey music video, you've seen them all. Because all of them show her half-naked. Her breasts are always popping out from behind her bra or something... has she heard of a bigger size? And she skinny-dipped in one and it was pukey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's seen every inch of Britney Spears already thanks to her racy videos. When Sean Preston grows up, he'll probably see them, sever all ties with his family, then go into exile in the jungles of Sarawak. I would do that.  Can you imagine that your own mother has been seen practically naked by everyone around the globe? I would just die or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band fanfics suck. I stumbled on Good Charlotte fanfiction. And it was really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have speccy gits for mousins ( maternal cousins ). Sigh. They probably take me as an idiot. This is how he answers your question, "OB -VYES -LEE!". I could just wring his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my third faunt ( paternal aunt. I don't think I can survive typing "paternal aunt" every single time.  ) got divorced. Sad. And now she wears grey contacts, has rebonded hair, the works. It's almost like she's free now. My two fousins ( paternal cousins ) were there at the gathering last Sunday and when I came into the room, they were hugging each other on the bed. Yes. They are both male. They were hugging like nobody's business. Ew. That is the worst mental image. Ewww. Somebody tell me how to rid myself of that..thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now some pulling to do...BWAHAHAHA! * cue lightning flashes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/66-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113401856245659990?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113401856245659990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113401856245659990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113401856245659990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113401856245659990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/bwahahaaaa-my-cousins-will-be-next.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113385822079810418</id><published>2005-12-06T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:44:17.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I shut up at the Nguyen thing, but Putfile.com is being a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;As taken from Putfile.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Putfile Says Goodbye To Singapore &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At dawn on December 2nd 2005, Singapore hanged a citizen of Australia, despite a plea for clemency from the United Nations. Whilst Putfile is not a human rights campaigning organization, we believe that if a country must have the death penalty, there is no need for it be barbaric. It is enough of a punishment, and a deterrent, to take someone's life in a painless manner, without having to be barbaric about it. Putfile prefers to not continue to provide our free uploading service to a country that executes prisoners by hanging, a method of execution which can take up to six minutes to painfully execute the victim.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, we are at this time terminating all service to users from Singapore. We shall be happy to restore service following any positive move from the government of Singapore towards abolition of hanging as an execution method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;Putfile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what came on the screen when I tried to access putfile.com . WAH LAO. NA BEH. Apparently, the people at putfile have banned all Singapore IP adresses from accessing it. Somebody tell me why, is this happening? It's not like Singaporeans were like, " Serves you right Nguyen, we gonna hang you!". Right? So the government turned down clemency from the United Nations. Putfile is taking it too far. Calling us "barbarians" and all that shit. Okay then, tell me. How then, should we kill the person if we must have the death penalty? Electric Chair? I think that's worse. YOUR BRAIN BEING FRIED. Is that better? So what. It doesn't mean that if a plea for clemency is issued you don't have to agree right? And really, it's not the people who asked the government to pass the capital punishment law right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many westerners got bombed in the Bali blasts. The Bali government set the firing squad on him. THAT'S barbaric too, in case you can't get that into your thick skulls. Note that this is &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; a direct attack at all Westerners. My humble apologies. This is meant for the people that don't think before they ban Singaporeans from using their website. So, why not ban Bali users? And if they hang Saddam, will you ban US users too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how you think the government will abolish hanging. That's about a snowball's chance in hell. Will happen when hell freezes over. You think we are allowed to strike in front of the parliament house or the Istana? We'd be roast duck if we tried. I'm sure our government isn't made up of freaking sadists that like to see people die. And don't come telling me it's not a free country or shit. I live a happy life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me that shit about how Amrozi and Saddam deserve(d) to die on account that they are terrorists. Bush sent thousands of troops, his people, to Iraq to fight the war which he so claimed was not about oil. By the way they haven't found any Weapons of Mass Destruction yet, ever since I was Primary Three. I'm in secondary school now. Anyway, he sent practically thousands of people to their deaths. Nguyen was trying to smuggle drugs, for heaven's sake! I know he was trying to settle his brother's financial problems, that's cool and all, but there is a better option you know. Why are these people sticking up for a drug smuggler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay putfile. It's okay. My life will not be affected whether you are present or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to add that Nguyen's mother was not allowed to hug her son because if she were, she would probably suffer from trauma later on. Her last contact with her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel for Nguyen's family. To lose a son and brother so young and all. But really. He knew what he was messing with. The Singapore customs, sacre bleu! You think you can get away with them? They won't even let chewing gum through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do stand up for Singapore. I really hate death. We all hate death. But we have to stick up for our country's decision, really. We can't afford having people pushing us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Are countries now going to ban Singapore from entering? I hope not, because I need to visit Perth again and I need to go to Africa before I pass on. And visit the rest of the world in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really truly sorry if I've offended anyone about this post. May I remind everyone that this post is about the unfairness of putfile.com banning all Singapore IP addresses from accessing it's website due to a law in our country that has capital punishment as hanging.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/billiejoemug1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/billiejoemug1.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugshot of Bille Joe Armstrong when he was one hella stoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, today went well. My hands were sweaty and I 'salam' ed the ustazah. And she was like, " Yassalam!" Ack. Why do I have sweaty palms in the middle of exams? Blame them genes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do read these: Bloomability by Sharon Creech and Finding Grace by Alyssa Brugman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are really slipping through my fingers.&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/13064859-113385822079810418?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113385822079810418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113385822079810418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113385822079810418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113385822079810418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-shut-up-at-nguyen-thing-but-putfile.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113356888272132561</id><published>2005-12-03T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T10:07:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriously, &lt;i&gt;Deception Point&lt;/i&gt; was the suckiest book on Dan Brown standards. It was really hard to follow. &lt;i&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt; were way better. And the thing about Dan Brown stories is that all of them have the mention of a woman in the last sentence of the book. Two of them end with people having sex. Yes, you read the previous sentence correctly. Two of them. I wonder what this guy thinks about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently on The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. I think Aslan is fly. For some reason. Oh and "Lilith" is really nice to say. I think you know that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this band named Harry and the Potters. They were formed when thely tried to organise a rock show in their backyard when suddenly all the bands that were supposed to be in the show said they couldn't come. But the show had to go on. So the organisers ( two brothers ) hurriedly wrote songs and performed to a grand total of six people. After that, they did some records. And their albums names are &lt;i&gt;Harry and the Potters&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Voldermort Can't Stop the Rock&lt;/i&gt; and a chistmas album, &lt;i&gt;A Magical Christmas of Magic&lt;/i&gt;. Some of their songs are "Save Ginny Weasly", "Gryffindor Rocks", " My Teacher is a Werewolf", "The Missing Arm of Viktor Krum", "Cornelius Fudge is an Ass", " Luna Lovegood is OK" and "Stick To It Dolores".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/sq-harry-n-potters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/sq-harry-n-potters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry and the Potters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're wearing prep. Eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this really really uber cute kitten at my gramma's house. He's really friendly. I was going to name it Chuck after Chuck Taylors but my cousin hath decreed that my suggestion is lame. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formulas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;How to Find a Male's Biological Age&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let officially recognised age be &lt;i&gt;a.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Biological Age = (a - 3) years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An Explanation on why the XY chromosomes don't act their age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm the only one awake now, blogging at 7. 30 so that no one distracts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suria had this really lame show titled " Masih Ada Bintang Bersinar Di Turki " or something like that. Which means " There Are Still Shining Stars in Turkey ". Wtf type of title is that? The show was so drama. And Lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of the XY chromosomes, RELIENT K WROTE A BOOK!!!! Titled " The Complex Infrastructure Known as The Female Mind". Love the cover.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/rkbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/rkbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch Coldplay's music video Talk. I happen to think it's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's this beeg house on Napier Road, according to my cousing. She says it has this huge eagle on top. So I'm going to see! Yes, I know I'm a very weird person. I check people's houses out. I, however, am not a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm already sad about that as it is. So don't come a-tagging about that shit or I will personally beat the shit out of your asses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know all those blogskins at blogskins.com? A lot of them have the scribble, scribble, stamp thing and words and all. You know those that have scribbles and they have words like, " as i fall into the dark abyss" or " I am alone in the corner. Crying" or some other shit emo name. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sad. Cos Dashan died. But on the bright side, Snoopy died too! and yeah! Daqiu lost his "manhood"!!!!! LOL! It was so funny. Daqiu's becoming a sick bastard now. I really want Ruan Mian Mian and Dadi together, though. Sad. TXY is so popular that my cousin's friends aka posse ( read: posse ) watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was never a fan of Backstreet Boys but their getting less boppier. I Still is nice. And Westlife. I think the nicest is the album Allow Us to Be Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some atheists look down on religion and I really hate it when they do that. They demean believers as dumbass delusional freaks who believe in a non-existent being. And they'll ask things to belivers like " Has God ever come down to you on top of the Esplanade?" or " Have you seen God?" or something like that. I can't stand it really. I don't know, it's like they are trying to convert people to atheism or something. Really, to each his own. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The guy playing JOS rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BJA was really funny in the St. Jimmy video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My cousin apparently thinks Eminem rocks. He does have nice songs but when your cousin likes it, it sort of loses appeal. I fear the day my cousing starts listening to Relient K. I'm really really sorry but sometimes I like keeping things to myself. I didn't tell him about Harry and the Potters either. And i wish they never knew about Green Day. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Since the holidays are boring, I will go veg three times a week. No connection but really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HEYMATH&lt;/span&gt; ASSIGNMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This post is dedicated to the family goldfish. He died yesterday, on the 2nd of December 2005. The sad thing, apart from his death, is that he never had a name. He was a red cap lionhead. He looks like that pic. *points down* Sorry, I drew that terrible shit. He lived a very long time, at least for a cheap $SGD 1 goldfish bought from the local ah pek pet shop, which was about four years. We shall miss his presence in our lives. I never thought I feel guilty, but i keep thinking it was because I didn't feed him enough. Sadly, his funeral was rather unceremonious. My father flushed him down the master bedroom toilet, like all the other goldfish. You'd think that since this was the longest living goldfish we ever had, he should at least have a decent burial. But, no, down the pipe he goes. My mum suggested getting &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ranchu"&gt;ranchu&lt;/a&gt;, but they are way expensive and super hard to rear. The water pH must be accurate lah, temperature accurate lah, diet accurate lah etc. For now, in memory of Goldfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="885" src="http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/2440/goldfish4bt.png" width="1119" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In memory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113356888272132561?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113356888272132561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113356888272132561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113356888272132561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113356888272132561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/12/seriously-deception-point-was-suckiest.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113315746895341445</id><published>2005-11-28T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T18:21:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah lao. Did yall read that michelle qiu thing? If you haven't, here's the lowdown: she wrote to the TODAY newspaper in response to a letter sent in by a parent of a child in the GEP ( gifted education program), saying that GEP rocks and that parent was wrong to say that GEP was stressful and all that . I don't know where to start. Her letter was so arrogant and snobbish. And like every assertion, it should be accompanied with a piece of evidence so :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVIDENCE( from michelle qiu's letter)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You see, GEPers (as we call ourselves) are more mature than most mainstreamers, the result of being in the GEP. The mainstreamers think we are snobbish — when they stereotype us, they are being immature."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have her know that many of my friends are in the GEP and I have never thought of them as snobbish. She says GEP pupils are more mature than her. How dare she. Isn't this a form of stereotyping too? And if we are to follow your reasoning, you are immature too as you stereotype mainstreamers as being less mature than you. How dare you think that since you are in the GEP, you are more mature. I would advise you to wake up from your dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When we prove ourselves able to handle the "bad press", we grow more mature."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What "bad press" are you talking about? Not making any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"We were all mainstream students before the GEP. Most of us found it boring in mainstream classes, as we knew most of the curriculum and it was easy to get good grades. But when faced with someone at our own level, we step up our efforts to compete."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this satement degrading to the mainstreamers. Like you're so much better than the mainstreamers. So arrogant. Like you already know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The GEP broadens our experience. Nobody minds if a girl mingles with a bunch of boys, or if she is interested in DotA, Final Fantasy VII or PS2 games. We accept each other."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone not in the GEP loses out? I assure you, everyone in my class last year accepted each other. And mainsteamers mingle with the opposite sextoo. Don't think they don't. Otherwise, Singapore would have been recognised as a gay country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Would we be able to do that in the mainstream, where everyone follows the trends or the person who is the "coolest", and everybody starts gossiping if anyone talks to someone of the opposite sex?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you would be able to mix with the opposite sex, dear. Ah, look, there you go stereotyping mainstreamers as followers of the "coolest" and gossip-mongers. Following your uncanny logic, you are immature too, no? And don't tell me you've never gossiped. It's not a good thing, but everyone has done it, as humans. If you haven't, do tell me and I'll write to the Pope to make you a living saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for giving me good friends from the GEP program who do not belittle me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she also said that she was "right in saying that all mainstreamers immature". She just insulted 80% of the entire student body in Singapore. Or more maybe. And I tell you, you've done a great sin. It doesn't matter if you belive in God or not. You've been really terrible. Think you're right everytime. I suggest you repent. I think Michelle Qiu deserves to have all the slamming she has recieved. I advise her to deflate that humungo ego in her, get a conscience, buy some manners and apologise to the mainstreamers who are stinging with every deragatory word she wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her blog title is " Natural Beauty Lies Within". Ekh. This person has the world's ugliest&lt;br /&gt;character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lil thing : "i've become one of the most hated person in Singapore by just writing a nice, polite letter to the newspaper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Nice&lt;/s&gt;, polite letter: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant, obnoxious, mainstreamers-are-immature-and-follow-trends letter : Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that she's totally diverted from the topic in the first place : GEP is stressful for my child. Then she goes on to say that GEP rocks (okay, still with topic) and how all mainstreamers are trend followers and advocates of gossip. ( whoa, girl. way out of hand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me. Eh, not really sure of my madr. oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What went wrong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I stumbled&lt;br /&gt;- I forgot the tafsiran for Al-Insyirah&lt;br /&gt;- The ustazahs were freaky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Not to mention why I read two surahs while everyone else had an option and I had to read 1 1/2 pages while the rest read two lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;None of my fanfics are updating.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match Me updated. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was sad cause Draco and Ginny broke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are boring the pants off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I seem to have forgotten what I wanted to type so, I will when I remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113315746895341445?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113315746895341445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113315746895341445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113315746895341445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113315746895341445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/wah-lao.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113280989448908674</id><published>2005-11-24T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T13:27:38.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never happened before. Two posts in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum just called me. My cousin's results. She got 190.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I really don't know what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind my rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was hoping to go to Cresent Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even typing properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't up to her expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to call her or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she might shout at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cry over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hang up abruptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And storm at everyone the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how she is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bouncing in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was praying this morning, that God gave her marks that are good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that she would go to a school good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that He help her succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if what i pray is good for her, then let it be good for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if what i pray is bad for her, then let it not happen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works in mysterious ways. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I predict a riot" is playing now on MTV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113280989448908674?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113280989448908674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113280989448908674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113280989448908674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113280989448908674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-happened-before.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113279542232514912</id><published>2005-11-24T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:28:26.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my cousin is getting her psle results today. &lt;strong&gt;oh my gosh&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm panicking. and it's not even my results. she's panicking too. but last year i only started panicking when they were calling the top 10 up on stage. please never ever panic at that moment because the whole thing comes down like one humungo boulder. ee. but i didn't panic so much in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gramma's maid is so infuriating sometimes. i'm sorry. had to get that out of my system. i dunno where to begin. it's just that sometimes she gets on my nerves. like when the telephone rings, she will turn the radio's volume down. i don't really see the point because i can barely hear anything. sometimes i get really irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shizzle!&lt;br /&gt;pshaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice words to say during periods of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to fall asleep in tuition during 7 pm to 8pm. i swear that guy is so damned boring. eurgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adobe photoshop please? no. oh well. photoplus san serif 6.0 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/skeleton%20guitar.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/skeleton%20guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post this one just for kicks. based on a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ABS [&lt;a&gt; Waiting For Star Wars&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm so glad i quit my job so i could stand in line for Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;2) Lord of The Rings is so overrated. Star Wars is so much better.&lt;br /&gt;3) Well, you know I don't repeat that repetitive to myself so it's not a big damn..i never get hungry(?)&lt;br /&gt;4) I would sacrifice myself to George Lucas if I could.&lt;br /&gt;5) I like this guy, he is so hot.&lt;br /&gt;6) You're like the first girl I ever talked to.&lt;br /&gt;7) I personally built my own lightsaber.&lt;br /&gt;8) This is the 9th time I've watched the trilogy consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;9) *(?)* series of incoherent mumbles&lt;br /&gt;10) I love Star Wars *snort*&lt;br /&gt;11) I've got everything I need for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;12) Star Wars is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;13) I'm so glad I dropped out of college to come here.&lt;br /&gt;14) I am Obi-Wan Kenobi.&lt;br /&gt;15) I can't figure out why boys don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;16) Thanks for credits man! (?)&lt;br /&gt;17) It is your destiny. This is gonna be the best movie ever creaed by a person. No, I mean, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;18) I'm a Star Wars nerd, and I live with my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe Me by Fort Minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Shinoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's off to Bali. I've never been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where I've gone to&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, California.&lt;br /&gt;Mecca, Madinah, Jeddah,&lt;br /&gt;Part of East Malaysia ( Sarawak )&lt;br /&gt;West Peninsular Malaysia and a bit of the North.&lt;br /&gt;Western Australia. (Perth)&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Highlands.&lt;br /&gt;Tioman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm very blessed. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Africa is on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is I love travelling but I'm so damn scared of taking-off and landing. Going to Western Australia was my first flight in 6 years. so i'd forgotten how it felt during take-off and landing. that and my phobia of heights plus terrorist attacks. I can't remember my first flight. Which was when the whole kerabat travelled to Selangor for my aunt's wedding. That was when I was what, three months? When I was so much younger we used to jet set a lot. I wish we went when I was older. Then I could have remembered what Disneyland looked like, which i obviously cannot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate turbulence. Everytime there was turbulence I would remember that Mr Bean episode when he was in the plane with this boy. And i would keep imagining the boy puking. ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhua has this tradition. Everyone must know about this website: SFOGS. said ass - fogs. Singapore-based. Not for the faint-hearted. Everyone must at least watch "The House" once, including your form teachers, as a "rite of passage". sort of. Your friends will plunk your ass onto the swivel chair and hold you down, and push you to the computer screen , grinning. Someone will open the window for you and you read and follow the instructions on the screen. Your friends will look away, giggling. Then 40 seconds later you get the fright of your life. So ends the tale of How I Got To Know About Sfogs.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/exhausted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="71" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/exhausted.jpg" width="70" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no relation to SFOGS. again, just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go anticipate my cousin's results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And put a stop to this meaningless shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113279542232514912?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113279542232514912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113279542232514912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113279542232514912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113279542232514912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-cousin-is-getting-her-psle-results.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113240723436745734</id><published>2005-11-19T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T09:31:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the first time I've blogged the day after a day I blogged on. Do you get me? No? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phenomenon might never happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, my bro went to his orientation. And guess who signed him? Cikgu Elna. I wasn't there. My mum was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Ini adik Batrishiya eh? ( Is this Bat's bro?)&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Ia ( Yes.)&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu: Oh tulah, kenal nama bapaknya! ( oh, i recognised the father's name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE remembers my father's name. I think it's the only malay name for miles around that has 2 words and are always pronounced together. Lucky me? Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The below sentence is true.&lt;br /&gt;The above sentence is false.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun figuring that out.&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyla by Oasis&lt;br /&gt;The Importance of Being Idle by Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. Listen to Matthew Thiessen and the Earthquakes at purevolume.com&lt;br /&gt;Poison Ivy is the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;a href="http://purpleolfblog.blogspot.com"&gt;Purple Of Blog&lt;/a&gt; has this game called Marry, F*** or Kill. I think it's erm. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually remembered the a href code!!! so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Malay-isms i miss using.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"budak alim"&lt;br /&gt;translated loosely as "pious kid". Used to refer to people who have their socks high, collars up. It is an unwritten rule in my Primary School and most neighbourhood schools that one's socks should not be above the ankle. The less visible it is, the better. Tolerance level would be till the sock "rim" is level with the tongue of your Sleese. And Sleese was associated with gangsterism. At least in my school. Collars buttoned would just kill you. It made you seem nerdy. Like very rule-abiding. So hence, the term, "budak alim".&lt;br /&gt;eg:&lt;br /&gt;dude1: Fullemak, dude2, kau ni budak alim betul hari ni sak. ( whoa dude2 you are very "budak alim" today.)&lt;br /&gt;dude2: Takde, Mdm Nina tu yang suruh tarik stokin aku tinggi giler. ( Yeah, Mdm Nina asked me to pull my socks up to such an insane height.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what telah happen?"&lt;br /&gt;means "what happened?". is a mix of malay and english.&lt;br /&gt;eg:&lt;br /&gt;dude1: what telah happen?&lt;br /&gt;dude2: oh, syazwan baru score satu gol. ( oh, syazwan just scored a goal )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.N : Mdm Nina was one of the strictest teachers around. Her daughter has the same name as me. :p . Syazwan was team captain of the football team. They were like the jocks of Yuhua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. The football boys always bring spare underwear and stuff in their sportsbags on training days. Sadik sat one table away from me in p5. So i was at the back of class (my desk is way front). Then Syazwan took out Sadik's underwear and placed it on my table. Sadik got so mad he started crying. LOL. I totally missed the whole fiasco. Then Syazwan had to go apologising to a tearful Sadik. I can still see it. "Dik, tunngu Dik. Sorry lah!". haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get to work in the Singapore Zoo and do something in conservation. I'd like to help in amazon conservation and the ice caps conservation. and conserve tigers, blue whales and pandas. I want to go to Africa. I just want to travel and conserve. All those ang mors on animal planet and do i even see an asian? We gotta help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided if Ginny had a cat it would be a Turkish Van because of the red. And Draco would have a black Korat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/vanturco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/vanturco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish Van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different eye color equals breed defects. so i guess it's much better to be a crossbreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll name my first cat Gypsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i zone out, sometimes i think that one day i will forget to adopt a cat when i am able to do so. then i remember i should have adopted when its too late. That freaks me out. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;too late it's gone&lt;br /&gt;it won't come back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i better shut up now. Wait. I wasn't even talking in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113240723436745734?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113240723436745734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113240723436745734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113240723436745734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113240723436745734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-first-time-ive-blogged-day.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113232188418125725</id><published>2005-11-18T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T09:23:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, someone has this title for her post "TheGirlIsInPain". how angsty. and that's not a referral to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna say a humungo "WELCOME TO THE &lt;b&gt;REAL&lt;/b&gt; WORLD." to my lil bro.&lt;br /&gt;(read: muahahahaha! *gasp* MOJO JOJO!) He's going to his P1 orientation at my school on Saturday. I distinctly remember thinking when I was in K2 that I soon would never have to amni's lair a.k.a kindergarten again, freeing myself from ridicule and torture. But nooooo, they have to screw it. so said the MOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why those people have to do this in their blog, " Todaee miee and muie lubbly boii went to fareast. sighhhh i rlyy lubb himm...". &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-_- " they &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; love extending words and converting it into thick-tongue speech. would you like to see the doctor, because it seems you've been having such a terrible cold that it's affected your typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most common word used in Laguna Beach is....*drum roll* LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;" and i was like, yeah? and kristin was like, no you can't be cheating on talan! like, hello? i was like so pissed off!" like, like, like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Cbox is super clean. If Cbox ruled the world, people would be in jail for saying "crap".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other 5 girls in the pussycat dolls, what the heck do they do? just sing during the chorus and shake their asses in the European MTV awards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making lists are very relaxing for some strange reason. maybe because it gets you organised. hence, a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Malay-isms I miss using.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sak!"&lt;br /&gt;said at the end of sentence to emphasise point. used during periods of anger and utter&lt;br /&gt;disbelievement.&lt;br /&gt;eg:&lt;br /&gt;"ape sak!" (what?!!)*anger*&lt;br /&gt;note: sometimes said as "swak".&lt;br /&gt;(i liked saying "swak" more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hari nak hujan..."&lt;br /&gt;translated loosely as "it's going to rain..". Said when two people are talking secretly and when a third party comes in, the first two will reply with "hari nak hujan.." as an indication that the third party is snooping and they don't want him/her there.&lt;br /&gt;eg:&lt;br /&gt;dude1:"kau tau ape die buat?"( did you know what he did? )&lt;br /&gt;dude2:"ape?" (what?)&lt;br /&gt;dude3:"ape korang tengah cakap pasal?"(what are yall talking about?)&lt;br /&gt;dude1 and dude1:"takde..hari nak hujan.." (nothing, it's going to rain..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sori naik lori"&lt;br /&gt;translated loosely as "sorry go ride a lorry". When apology is not accepted. It's like that lil thing we used to say in primary school but its the english version: sorry no cure, money got cure". which means your apology will be accepted only when you pay up. But we don't pay up.&lt;br /&gt;eg:&lt;br /&gt;dude1:*bumps into dude2*&lt;br /&gt;dude1: sorry beb!&lt;br /&gt;dude2: sorry naik lori!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that's all i can remember, but will update if i reminicise again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extreme home econs: You wanna cook fried rice? Grow the rice yourself from the paddy fields, wait for months, harvest crop, remove husks, polish grains, then cook. you also have to rear and grow everything to be put in the dish. take care of chick until it becomes a fat hen, then slaughter, clean, then cook. grow ikan bilis yourself. grow chilli yourself. noodles? worse. grow wheat, harvest, pound, grind, make into dough then shape into noodles. do everything basically, from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of this while eating noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Irwin catches snakes by their ends. then he holds them at an arm's length and if it's poisonous and can spray a fine mist, he'll slip his sunglasses on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Corwin and certain others will use prongs and hold the snake's head down. then they'll grab the part where the "head" ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know which is more dangerous. Steve Irwin wears just his khaki short get up every where he goes. he doesn't even bother to change to a decent suit before going under water. the snakes he holds is like one arm's length. it can lunge and bite him on the calf. andwhen the King Cobra sprayed the mist, that was whoa. it missed his eyes by millimeters. and steve's bbeen bitten many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Jeff, I've seen the snake pull out from grip and bite wrists, even though you have it's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these guys are so brave they are positively retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is more dangerous than a KC is i think a black mamba. Don't try running your car over a black mamba when in africa. it'll just bounce off your car tires and land in your lap when you're travelling in an topless car. because it was stressed it will bite you and you'll just die. it was in &lt;i&gt;Boy and Going Solo&lt;/i&gt; by Roald Dahl. the black and green mamba was probably the first few parts i understood along with weston super-mare, tonsils and being homesick when i was in lower pri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and roald dahl wrote this book called "switch bitch". hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did you know it's pronounced roo-all (roald) ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school. i miss 2005 already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*is angry with the person who invented holiday homework and the person who came up with the definition of 'holiday' which is obviously wrong.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"these robes are mad hot son! Imma slip into something a little more comfortable, ya feel me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/urtoostupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/urtoostupid.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe, just kidding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113232188418125725?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113232188418125725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113232188418125725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113232188418125725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113232188418125725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-someone-has-this-title-for-her.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113211962385110080</id><published>2005-11-16T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T13:43:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Robert Pattinson. This is the guy PLAYING CEDRIC. I demand to see who casted him.&lt;br /&gt;I might faint. I don't think Cedric was once described as "scruffy" in the GOF book right? I think he should'nt play Cedric. In one of his interviews....ah nevermind!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big problem with the Kid's Central's November Revolution (or vice-versa) song. the first part was obviously taken from Ashlee Simpson's Pieces of Me and in the second half there were strains of this very familiar song. &lt;s&gt;POSERS.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing my maths yesterday and I suddenly realized that no one need those simile handouts you get in primary two anymore! Because you need only two words, Shit and Hell. You don't have to remember that Mr Tan was as rich as a king cause now he's as rich as shit! NO MORE MEMORISING OF USELESS SIMILES WHICH YOU WILL NEVER USE IN REAL LIFE ONLY TO PASS COMPOSITIONS AND SIMILES WON'T EVEN MAKE A DENT IN YOUR SECONDARY ENGLISH COMPOS! erm. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm pretty much worried over my madr. Psle. I can't remember the ahli sunnah wal-jamaah's! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was considering putting mood ring lyrics here, but your eyes will just burn out if i did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOOD RING BY RELIENT K!! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the winx is lame, because WITCH and BLEACh is better!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="image" style="POSITION: absolute"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/5242/winxlame0wp.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame. mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, Jamie Oliver must really like Mr Brightside cause he has it as his show's opening song!! woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fetching my bro from the van that sends him home. Then that maryland farmer of a woman asks me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman: Ni adek awak eh? ( is that your bro? in informal malay )&lt;br /&gt;me: uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;woman: adek awak baik betul eh? ( your bro's really well behaved eh? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!!!! DO I LOOK STUPID TO YOU? I MEAN I KNOW MY BRO CAN GET NAUGHTY SOMETIMES BUT YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE ALL SARCASTIC ABOUT IT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao this woman takes me for shit is it? i was trying to be nice! you don't have to go all sarcastic you know. I HATE HER! STUPID BITCH. DONT MESS WITH ME WOMAN! yah lah i know my bro very evil right, but hello i can stand his behavior for like seven years already and you cant even stand 30 mins in the van! GOSH! i never want to see her face again. but i have to.sigh. eeyurr. Well i wont take her shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctors in malaysia..sigh...my grand uncle who is a doctor suddenly suffered from something due to his kidney failure. THE DOCTORS GAVE HIM THE WRONG MEDICINE. TWICE. my nenek esah ( my grand aunt ) was really surprised that he did'nt get any better. so she took a look at his medicine. she's a doctor too you see. has a clinic named after her children arina and hakim. turns out they gave him the wrong medicine, he's allergic to it, they did'nt check the records properly. What the hell. So she asked them to change the medicine. He did'nt get any better again. So she checked the medicine. Turns out the wrong medicine he was allergic to the first time caused him to be allergic to the second type of medicine. So she went out screaming at the doctors for giving him the wrong stuff. i wish i was there. NOW she's gonna &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;sue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; them on account of giving Tok Osman ( my grand uncle ) the wrong type of medicine TWICE. that's right screw their asses man! serves those half-assed doctors right. i mean like Tok Osman almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the stonefish guy. why the hell is he suing Sentosa? Did the people managing sentosa purposely plant a stonefish at the beach so that he would step on it to fulfil their sadistic needs?&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know you're angry you lost your job, and that you can't walk again but it really is not sentosa's fault you know that you stepped on a bleeding stonefish. he said that he only trusted man made beaches. then well, NEWSFLASH, a man made beach is not a beach, it's a pit filled with salt water and ground up stone. I really feel for this guy man. A stonefish sting is no shit. But like, drop the sue already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is in love with this guy called hadi. er. ok. and they're like always on the phone. and SHE'S ONE YEAR YOUNGER THAN ME AND I DO NOT HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND DO NOT PLAN TO IN THE VERY NEAR FUTURE. Langkah bendul (in malay) is when the younger sister gets married before the elder one and the younger has to seek permission from her elder sis to get married. but we're not sisters just very tight. I'm very close to my maternal cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 152px" height="885" src="http://img53.imageshack.us/img53/7674/pict01283nz.jpg" width="1119" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's her with my lil bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe..urahara is "uber cool"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-05-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-05-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st panel: ichigo and ishida aka enpitsu&lt;br /&gt;2nd panel: jinta, urahara( &lt;i&gt;we've come to the res~cue!&lt;/i&gt;) and ururu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i thought he was really cool there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-04-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-04-18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! ururu looks super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd panel: ichigo and ishida&lt;br /&gt;5th panel: ururu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-01-06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-01-06.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ..... ICHI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one scene that i thought was really hilar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-01-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-01-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feat: karin-chan plus isshin&lt;br /&gt;sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and salad i can't believe isshin is a head shinigami or summat!! *faints* at first they said he couldnt see hollows that's why he watched don-kanoji's show with yuzu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want you to see rukia in her gigai!! ( It's "gigai" right Salad/Beanie ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-06-01-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-06-01-12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st panel: Rukia&lt;br /&gt;2nd panel: some hollow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too many funny scenes..but i'll try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/1witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/1witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember that Witch is better than the winx and you'll never go wrong in life :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113211962385110080?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113211962385110080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113211962385110080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113211962385110080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113211962385110080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/robert-pattinson_16.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113176748684287638</id><published>2005-11-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T11:51:26.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like the second time i didn't mention about my new lay in the first post after the new lay is up. nevermind. so yeah, new lay. NC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omienn, still depr. about that thingie. But " God works in mysterious ways " as quoted from The Witches by Roald Dahl. My mum kept opening the bleeding PDF file and that made me like more sad. *sad*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to that, my paternal cousin who is taking his o-levels this year single-handedly destroyed and screwed upmy kiwi screen for lianne on microsoft paint. Such a bleddy git. So now kiwi has a mustache and boobs and lao tzu's beard and looks like Lucifer's pet bunny, cause he has bunny ears, horns and the pitchfork. So angry. I'm really tired of doing it again and again. And the words!! THEY SCREWED UP THE FLUGGING WORDS!! It now reads some shit which i can't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed in Kanye West into the uncyclopedia searchbar. IF you play the tape backwards, sideways and rewind it and slow it down by 99%, you'll hear a secret message by Jamie Fox saying " I'm a fox...wooo..I'm a fox .... woo... I'm gonna haunt &lt;u&gt;you n shit&lt;/u&gt;... wooo" . I think "haunt you and shit" is a really funny phrase for some reason. I kept LMAO-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah speaking of Jamies, Jamie Oliver cusses all the time in Jamie's School Dinners. So everytime he gets into an argument with the dinner lady, all you hear is " I don't *bleep*f!##$%*bleep* deserve that? "*bleep**bleep*. This guy is married and has children. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES!! FYN DIES!! AND DAHAI LIVES!! WOOHOOO!! If you watched portrait of home you'll know!!! fyn is dead fyn is dead! Oh please &lt;b&gt;Mr Producer&lt;/b&gt; let dadi love ruan mian2!! not hua jie!! And let dahai find ji mei! And let daqiu find baozhu's lover and kill him AND let baozhu find out about daqiu screwing xinmin!! please!! And let daqiu die for bankruptcy too! evil piss-off. Ee-yurr i hate dong-ge's wife. Let something good happen to Yang Qin and Dashan too. &lt;3 dashan. and erm let something happen to shaodong too, for trying to break up dayang and baobei. But you know it's like a little bit fake. Dahai took like the whole bottle of pills and survives while fyn dies even though she just took one pill... dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fics on Update Radar : Captive or captivated? / Clocks / Match Me / Misconception / Silver and Rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books : Deception Point by Dan Brown. ( Welcome to the world of Politics hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-05-08-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-05-08-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orihime and tatsuki-chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-05-07-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-05-07-05.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last panel was really funny!!&lt;br /&gt;" Die and be reborn as a man! " - Tatsuki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bohahaha scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/Bleach-04-02-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/Bleach-04-02-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bohahaha!! Chad, Keigo? Ichi's other friend? Orihime, Tatsuki-Chan and Rukia! plus a very&lt;br /&gt;- _- '' ichi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Rukia is smiling! bohahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113176748684287638?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113176748684287638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113176748684287638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113176748684287638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113176748684287638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113161361531115428</id><published>2005-11-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:44:26.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just found out about the class thingy.2h. i have to blog before my brain melts and spills out from my ears due to over-thinking. Sorry for the revolting mental image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of being demoted so will somebody please tell me whether I'm lousy or not? Blah. You know there's this thing in my head that plays songs according to the mood? Now it's playing Because of You by Kelly Clarkson. Which is a really sad song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the smartass who assigned us to our classes? I'm going to hunt him/her down, draw, not to mention quarter his/her lifeless, bloated body after fetching it from the Kallang riverbed, chop it it tiny, itty-bitty little pieces, cook that in curry and feed that to the tigers in the tiger sanctuary built by the monks for being such an insensitive sod piss-off clod. Okay, again sorry for the gross mental image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can totally imagine all the teachers (read: taogei) laughing at us (as in the witch laugh) because we're all separated. I bet they bribed the smartass to separate us. I bet they're all like " See 1D, we told you, you must work hard. See now you're all separated!!! &lt;b&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/b&gt;!!!!". Then they'll eat mice and suddenly morph into creatures with sallow skin and red slit-eyes ( think Tom Riddle ). There will be lightning and thunder. Then they'll disappear in a puff of thick green smoke. Because they are evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that somebody fricked it up accidentally or did that as a really horrible, mean and &lt;u&gt;not to mention very late&lt;/u&gt; April's Fool joke. It is an terrible joke. Please. Please Please Please PRETTY PLEASE WITH SUGAR ON TOP!! I want 1d back... sigh till infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of losing y'all. Ok that sounds emo. And lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyah. Wahlao i even cried lah. I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bat loves yall 1D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go here!&lt;br /&gt;vvvvvv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made this pic.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img459.imageshack.us/img459/3774/onedynamite4wo.png"&gt;http://img459.imageshack.us/img459/3774/onedynamite4wo.png&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113161361531115428?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113161361531115428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113161361531115428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113161361531115428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113161361531115428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-found-out-about-class-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113151890244819620</id><published>2005-11-09T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:57:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;bleach rules.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however today the blogger image uploader has decided to be a complete ignoramus so i can't upload any images. I was planning to put up the bohahaha scene *crosses arms* from the manga and a pic of Ichi with his "VERE IZ DA MAN" t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. there's this webbie, &lt;a href="http://www.uncyclopedia.org"&gt;http://www.uncyclopedia.org&lt;/a&gt; . It's the twisted version of wikipedia so it means that everything there is the opposite of facts. EVERYTHING there is untrue. Anyone can just go in and type in your own articles. If you are easily offended by vulgar words, do not visit that website. If you don't like people saying bad stuff about things that you like ie- your religion, your fave bands and junk, then do not visit this webbie. But if you can handle all that, do go. It is sooper funny. They defame like everyone in there. This is what they said about Islam. "Islam dresses people in blankets." "Reasons not to be a devout Islamist". Etc. For those people who do'nt know and come to me screaming "RASCISM!" or whatever, I am a Muslim who happens to know how to laugh at herself so please no flaming. I am not doing anything wrong . Oh yeah i wrote an article called the mean old lady from your paper route. It's really lame. Another one that's really funny is "Camp F*&amp;amp;% You Die". Once again if you're really offended by bad words do not go. Remember everything here is not real. It's all fake. It's meant as a parody for people who are having bad days. But it's still funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard on TRL today that &lt;b&gt;GREEN DAY IS RETIRING IN 7 DAYS!!!!!!! &lt;/b&gt;oh my gosh!!! this is so sad!! I'm really sad! :''((( . Oh me. I cannot believe this! They're like the greatest band ever! I really hope i did'nt hear properly just now.. *squeezes eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's been asking me whether nizam and rudi were cute. Err. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are things that slip through your fingers like butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown people on TV that are cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The guy playing J.O.S from Green Day's J.O.S video&lt;br /&gt;- The guy playing the guy in the Wake Me Up When September Ends&lt;br /&gt;- The guy in the Lacoste Essential advert&lt;br /&gt;- The guy in the Acuvue contacts advert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should have credits so we know their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misconception UPDATED AFTER LIKE 4 MONTHS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin had her prom nite yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait till the blogger image host decides to stop being an idiot till i can post the HR post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished 2 of the Heymath assignments :D *feels accomplished*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that MTV Aids Staying Alive thing? They're encouraging people to wear condoms. So like, it's ok for people to have pre-marital sex as long as you wear a condom? That's not ok. &lt;b&gt;If you wanna stop aids, then stop having sex with so many different people!&lt;/b&gt; It's ok for them to have sex with different people but not ok for them to spread aids? huh? HUH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cho Chang doesn't look so bad. And the Beaxbatons girls too. But i still am boycotting the movies!!! BUT i Heart the HP books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jer tagged me so now i have to write 5 random things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I like things drawn in light thin pencil lines. So my fave cartoons are all in light pencil. I heart The Little Polar Bear by Hans De Beer, Beatrix Potter's Peter Rabbit and Classic Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've never ridden a proper rollercoaster. I'm scared of them. You know in Times Square at KL there's this big indoor rollercoaster right? Yeah I cried when i saw the rollercoaster do the loop-de-loop. I was so afraid. Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have someone I hate way back from my K1 days. Her name was Amni. She used to pinch me everyday during diary writing. And everytime I asked her how to spell something she would ignore me. Hmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I boycotted tuna . Because this comprehension text said that fishermen would follow dolphins out at sea as they would lead to huge schools of tuna fish. So the dolphins would get trapped and drown when they got caught in the big nets that the fishermen cast because they are mammals and need to resurface and breathe. No gills mah. They can't resurface as they're trapped in the net. Then they drown and die. Poor asses. It's sad, really. And i really love eating tuna. But i gave it up. Which meant I could'nt eat my fave tuna pizza at stall No. 5. Sigh. But it was worth it. One person does count you know. But then during the Sec 1 camp we had to eat tuna buns for breakfast. That was when i broke my boycott. I suck. I might consider going veg one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Once upon a time, I liked Chad Michael Murray. Haha. I heard that he and his wife Sophia divorced..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's the five facts about me. xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rules: You've been tagged. So now you have to list down five random facts about yourself on your blog and tag five other people. Tell them what to do. hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I'm tagging&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;renjean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bazilah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rivali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ivfen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :DD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't eat caviar.If you do you are supporting the extinction of a certain fish species and i'm not kidding. So be a sweetie and don't eat caviar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113151890244819620?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113151890244819620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113151890244819620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113151890244819620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113151890244819620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/bleach-rules.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113094912157713254</id><published>2005-11-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T00:32:01.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>char is migrating. to melbourne. :'( . oh char why did'nt you tell us sooner? so shocking. oh mann.&lt;br /&gt;char, we're all sad to see you go! we won't be one dee anymore! but it seems like you have to go so i just wanna wish you luck in whatever you do, be safe and au revoir! it'll be a long time but au revoir i hope :) just remember that we'll always remember you here in sunny singapore kays? and visit the one dee blog often. one dee loves you as always! if there's a farewell party then do try your best to go alright? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm cleaning the house yeah cos it's like hari raya tomorrow. and i'm trying to sweep. my uncle was being such a... oh nevermind. ( read: facsist = asshole ) i'm just sooper angry with him. he tells me while i'm sweeping, you have't swept here! or what about under the sofa?. it is so BLOODY irritating!!! i know i'm such a loser when it comes to sweeping but if you're so good then you bloody do it lah. &lt;i&gt;mr smartarse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ievan i tried searching for *i s y a n a*( name will be spelt this way to avoid detection through searchbars ) . found her friend's blog. it was &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; romantic emo can?! she's like pining over this guy who left her "heartbroken" and the works. she's hoping she can get back together with the dude. FGS you are only bloody thirteen! You sound like a... i don't know, emo 25 year old rebel?? so lame can? tone is exactly like *i s y a n a*. lemme give you a run-down on her. she was my close friend during the primary days. i was supposed to be friends with marrissaH and razanah. MRB we called ourselves. after being in a class without any malay friends for the past three years, they were a godsend. but she broke it. said to me once in malay that if she had a friend, she would never let that friend have another close friend. so yeah i was torn from marrissa H, being the stupid, bendable girl i was. then she began talking to me about her crushes. incessantly. first it was arshad. i could'nt see what the hell was so good about that guy. she didn't let me speak. every one of our conversations would be about arshad, and she would even call me to tell about her latest interaction with him. i listened and waited. remember that this was the same period in which the priniitaa problem was going on. miracle i survived. ohoh! she switched later in the middle of the year. guess who it was. the bloody guy's younger brother. saiful. she was always rambling about how he wa the smartest Em3 guy around and how she really wanted to help him. i once again was'nt given a chance to speak. it was a one way conversation. then hafizah entered the picture. she was a really good friend. we both liked the same stuff, music especially. but she would never let hafizah get ten feet within my radius. really kept to her word. i listened and waited again. the saiful phase continued till mid p6 and she got really infatuated with one of my guy-friends, dzul. he's a nice guy, he's my friend, but i really don't see what she saw in him, really. it was absolutely ridic-bloody-ulous. talked about the poor soul all day too. i look back and wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why im not surprised she has such romantic emo friends. i HATE DESPISE LOATHE RESENT ROMANTIC EMO PEOPLE. IT'S SO DISGUSTING. and at a young age some more. you sound like someone who's gone through it all FGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just caught daniel powter's bad day music vid. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to waiting by green day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Waiting-Green Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting a long time&lt;br /&gt;for this moment to come&lt;br /&gt;I'm destined for anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downtown lights will be shining&lt;br /&gt;on me like a new diamond&lt;br /&gt;ring out under the midnight hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no one can touch me now&lt;br /&gt;and i can't can't turn my back&lt;br /&gt;it's too late ready or not all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so much closer than&lt;br /&gt;I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawning of a new era&lt;br /&gt;calling don't let it catch you falling&lt;br /&gt;ready or not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so close enough to taste it&lt;br /&gt;almost i can embrace this feeling&lt;br /&gt;on the tip of my tongue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so much closer than&lt;br /&gt;I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;better thank your lucky stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so much closer than&lt;br /&gt;I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;better thank your lucky stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting a long time&lt;br /&gt;for this moment to come&lt;br /&gt;i'm destined for anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbstruck&lt;br /&gt;colour me stupid&lt;br /&gt;good luck&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna need it&lt;br /&gt;where i'm going if i get there at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up&lt;br /&gt;better thank your lucky stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song's for char. if you hear this song then think of one dee aight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113094912157713254?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113094912157713254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113094912157713254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113094912157713254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113094912157713254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/11/char-is-migrating.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113072686561558097</id><published>2005-10-31T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:47:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0296.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes. another bleddy long post. i love bleddy long posts. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lessee... hari raya is in three days... some weird raya songs are playing now, and i am trying to listen to Sugarbomb's song Hello. so many things are happening.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to clean up the house, wah piang eh. OMG EVEN THE NUMA NUMA SONG IS ON THE RADIO!!! sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cut my hair. my fringe is officially non-existant. - __ - ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this blog for a very long time now. and NOBODY i am related to knows the address. it was meant to be that way. and i am very proud of this achievement. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why the address has 3 m's. my cousin took one look once but she forgot the no. of m's, hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a random picture of Ichigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/ichigo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/ichigo.png" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in shinigami mode. Ichigo rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my paternal cousins are coming over. they like my laptop alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to one dee's blog. sarah did a good job! on the lay. i cant even do stuff like that. cool shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh miennn, everybody's writing sentimental posts... i feel so sad reading jer's one on one dee's blog. :'((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks lianne for the tulips :))&lt;br /&gt;thanks cheryl for the cute lil crab :))&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone in 1d for making my retarded sec 1 experience cool. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;i smile so much my jaws hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this day in primary school i didn't drop my smile. my jaws hurt after that, so don't try such stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently my blog is WORTHLESS. haha. i shan't try selling this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am scrapping the pochacco's friends thing. i can't decide whether to do a getElement or one whole thing on one page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wanna post last day pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0281.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0281.0.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cam really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer, vera, cheryl, ivfen and april :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0282.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah my sec 2 friends here, I look bleddy horrible here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liyana and amalina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're going off to NJC next year. I will be all alone in the freezing dark library room with nallamai and azizah suffering at the hands of THAT WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, how can it be as hot as hell one day and as cold as hell on the next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew, i just rubbed my chin with the rag!!! ew!! ew!! * throws rag and rushes of to the toilet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0284.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class chalkboard. you can still see sarah's bleach advertisement. and Jaime's 1d. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh noes, another sad raya song is playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be missing this corridor.. that's hui ling in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0292.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;molina, krithika plus bernice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha toxic is playing now. i used to irritate you liang singing that song. very amusing. wah piang its the techno remix! toxic is like already irritating you wanna piss some more people off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlene and larisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy, nic and jer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0298.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0298.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gis and me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baphomet sign. this is what happens when you read too much dan brown. speaking of dan brown, one of the churches featured in the story is real and people who read dan brown went there to see if what he wrote was true. the church staff then put up a sign saying that whatever was stated in the bestseller was not present there. i think it'll be cool if the chalice was really inside the la pyramide inversee. ^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiao, prisci plus nic :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace and daph :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daph the duckie wuckie and gracie&lt;s&gt;bear&lt;/s&gt; chinchilla winterberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rivali! she da gurl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will never forget her two class bestsellers. The evil pixie, a story recounting the experience of the evil pixie Amrit who is tired of Queen Mab taking all the credit of screwing Romeo and Juliet's lives up. And then the banana family comes in. The fruits class, the tale of 1d against the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay girls, let's get back to literature, fun fun literature!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure some of us like literature as a subject. Right, Zhang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well you sure act like one said Pandian. GO PANDIAN! yelled 1d. GO WHERE? said taogei. AWAY FROM YOU!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if its a class party how come im not invited? said thomsett. Well, maybe thats erm because the party is erm reserved for humans only.. said Daphne ( evil elderberry )"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rivali rocked being chandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/PICT0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/PICT0306.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Lianne!!!! haha. oh mien guess i better do another kiwi screen! or maybe matty t or bryan g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everyone from MG looking at this post, THANK YOU SO MUCH for being such nice people :)))  i love you lots!!!!!!! 1d, remember all the times we had together, sec one orientation, thomsett, miss or, st john island, 118 th founders day and the singing!, june hols, banana project, everything!!! au revoir one dee!! also to liyana plus amalina lots of luck kay with NJC and all. jangan stress stress! au revoir to yall too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, salam lebaran kepada semua umat islam :)) SLAMAT RAYA! hari raya tu memang selamat, yang taktawu selamat to kite..haha. whoooooo nak raye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun dun dun dun dun dun dundundun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yall 1D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no why are people singing really shitty sad raya songs? its supposed to be HAPPY FOR GOODNESS' SAKE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113072686561558097?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113072686561558097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113072686561558097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113072686561558097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113072686561558097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113023565534137371</id><published>2005-10-25T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:20:55.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been kinda depressed lately cos of yeah. i dunno. its very FO. haha. dark humour. but can deal with that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to somebody's blog. apparently * i seem to be using that word a lot * she called a certain band gay. so is gay an insult? sure i have a phobia of gays but would you be like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your brother: you're a stupid prick!&lt;br /&gt;you: well, then you're a gay asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is it an insult to be gay? is gay a bad word? dunno. i just saw two gays holding hands in the bus. what a coincedence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was random xanga-ing and i found this blog: &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/harrypotter"&gt;www.xanga.com/harrypotter&lt;/a&gt; . its sooper lame lah. this guy pretends to be harry potter and he can't even cop it. wth? he uses this ' freaking happy, peppy' tone which really sucks period! bleargh. just go witness how lame some people get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really stop reading d/g fanfiction. i have now like 5 stories on my update-radar. i just got one more on board : &lt;em&gt;silver and rust&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;Nulaviya. &lt;/em&gt;that story rocks!!!!!!!!!!! the feelings and character behavior description was purrr-fect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so - _ - '' when they played our gym video. AAHHHH. i looked sooper stoopid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me thinks me is gonna change the blog lay again. It'll most probably include Pochacco's Friends like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/guri.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/guri.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/sumyu1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/sumyu1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/punchi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/punchi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ponchi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to name a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my time colouring in Lysel no Heya's sketches like the ones she did of Bill and the D/G one with flowers. That was my fave!!! then I discovered the blend thing but NOW ITS GONE!!! DAMN YOU SAN SERIF PHOTOPLUS 6.0!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah my Just Maths (JM) friends. they were diyanah, kenneth from PEPSI, Ievan, Willie, Don, Dawn (MG), Keziah (MG), Joan( MG) and maneee more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this time Mr Low took a bite out of the keropok udang that someone bought then kenneth, ievan and willie broke it equally between themselves and were all, " a bite of the genius(Mr Low ) !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Low's a genius can. He's like a member of MENSA lah! He told us how he passed his PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mother locked him up in his beeeeeg room. You see, he was a rich man's child. His room got two floors lah! Locked him up with his books, took the TV out, lalala and left him with his books.&lt;br /&gt;And this is not ya-ya lock you know. really lock up, don't allow him to come outside, must stay in there 24 hours a day, maids push food to him from a hole in the door, those doggy flap thingys. so out out boredom he was forced to study. He even planned on escaping. According to him, he was measuring his chances and the possibilities of him surviving if he jumped out of the window, which was a cool three storeys from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got damn good marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made us all really scared and we were doubting whether we would even scrape out PSLEs. He scared the shit out of us. I dunno if he was fabricating the story, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ievan, kenneth and willie were forever calling me batgirl, saying i was stuck in the Metro Goldwyn-Mayer lion's ass. that's why he roared like that. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ievan kept saying this fat girl liked him big time and was forever calling him, freaking him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post you more retarded stories of my evenings at JM. If i remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/kiwi21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/kiwi21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Lewis. Lianne likes him a lot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;He looks A LOT like Matty T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recognise this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/ryan%20gosling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/ryan%20gosling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Ryan Gosling. Alan Bosley in Remember the Titans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going on my fave movie list. Another sports-related movies you should check out is Little Big League. That was the best in MONTHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out Gary Brolsma dancing to the entire Numa Numa Yeah Song. It's sooper funny.&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/numa.php"&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/numa.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113023565534137371?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113023565534137371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113023565534137371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113023565534137371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113023565534137371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-been-kinda-depressed-lately-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-113008119710127000</id><published>2005-10-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:26:37.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING : this is a very long post covering four days, so read on if your eyes can stand such torture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. im gonna cover four days in this thing. so better get cracking. My brother is currently singing "ass like that" by Eminem. like WTH?? and the worst part is that he's singing the bit about the "pee pee" going " doing doing doing"!!! Stupid p5 cousin. Should never have told him the song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little wee bit pissed off at Pandian. She did the "hand-about-to-smack-your-fatty-cheeks" action at me. Okay. Don't book me. Just had to get that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, as i discovered on thursday, Maxine only listens to your orders to sit only when you adopt a male tone. it was so funny when Lianne showed us :D and most of the fish in the koi pond have been named : Marilyn the Long Fish, Queen Amidala.....aiyah, too many i can't remember. Oh yeah and Mr Bigglesworth II the catfish.  it seems the pretty striped fish hid from us in the guppy pond too. gah. haha. it was a nice day for lazing around.....sigh... nothing pretty much happened after i got home. my blain was rottttttinnnnngg because there wasn't any stimulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Thursday morning was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; interesting. Our dear form teacher walks in with her nice white shoes(I like that clean white colour :) ) and goes: " Girls, you should know by now that when a teacher walks into class you should stand up!" . Whoa.  Nice way to start they day, eh?&lt;br /&gt;And she goes on and on and on about something i can't really remember, ending with, "Maybe you'll finally learn something" and " Someone come get me when you're ready".  Then poor Zhang and Ivfen had to go get her. Sigh...* shakes head* BCFBC....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN she came back. Gave out tickets to Esplanade thingy. So, I'm apparently an ECG. But who cares? WHOO! This is my first bleedin' time in the bleedin' Esplanade theater!! Like Prisci said, it was a tad unfair, biased, whatever, you get my drift. Thomsett has acrophobia. So therefore she's sitting in the stall area. WHICH HAS GOOD CLOSE-UPS. Nvm. So some girls get to sit with her. She didn't pick ME :D . Yeah but it was still biased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday came. Of which 90% of the day was spent in the Audi. ^ ^. There was some Chinese Programmes, so I spent the day on the comp!!!!! Went to Funnyjunk, introduced Shreyanka, Rivali, Amrit and other people to Gary Brolsma and the Numa Numa Dance!!!!!!!!! NUMA NUMA DANCE IS MY FAVE FOREIGN SONG YO!!!! *numa numa yeah numa numa numa yeah* Amrit proceeded to comment that Gary Brolsma was hot. ER. I passed a few stages of Gerball, but the thing kept stopping midway. GRRR.  Went down to see the latin music thingy. I could totally imagine Thomsett doing the tango, no? To which I shall quote from a health magazine, " The tango is a chauvinistic dance. The men lead while the women follow". Chauvinistic =  the characteristic of believing that men are better than women, and that women should stay at home to cook and clean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening. Broke fast in the car on the way to the Esplanade aka Durians. Well I was at the bay there where you can see the Merlion vomiting, sitting on the ledge where thousands of people like to kiss. Talking to myself. Everyone does. I just happened to say it out loud at eh wrong place because this woman comes up to me and without so much of a "Hi" of whatever, she just shoots this at me. " Are you talking to yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman sits down beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: Do you always talk to yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: Do your parents know about this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND THEN SHE SAID (GET THIS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: Do you have mental problems?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT THE TOOT????????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: I really got to be going now. I have to wait for my friends. ( eager to get away from this woman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: No! Stay here, you can wait for your friends here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: No, i really got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: No, just stay here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I get out the tuna sammiches in hope that their strong smell will drive her away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: You want a tuna sammich?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: No, I just had my dinner. Do you have any problems? Want to talk about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHAT THE SHIT? ARE YOU TRYING TO BE A MOBILE COUNSELLOR OR SOMETHING???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: No, I'm fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WHY WOULD I BE TELLING SOME COMPLETE STRANGER WHOM I MET TWO MINUTES AGO ABOUT MY PROBLEMS EVEN IF  I HAD ANY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: You sure your parents know about this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I FAKE A PHONE CALL TO LIANNE TO TRY TO GET OUT OF THE SITUATION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: I'm sorry I really got to go and meet my friend at the bus stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woman: Bye!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;GET THAT PEOPLE. THIS IS TRUE. I AM NOT LYING. THIS IS SO RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST LIKE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why i was so pissed at the jazz concert. I'm sorry people for being such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I met my sec 2 friends :) . They went outside back and I got a glimpse of the woman talking to another two unfortunate teenagers. Look who's with the mental problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was nice but i fell asleep during the last piece. It was a wee bit boring. The theatre area is quite nice :) The acoustics rocked man. This you got to see. And i don't blame Thomsett for getting scared. It was quite a height from the stall at Circle 7. I like those lapel things the conductor was wearing cause I was reminded of one of my fave D/G fics, Rhapsody by Distempered. He/She ROCKS MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wished I'd worn my Kickers. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we saw Thomsett during the break, asked us if we were behaving et cetera. Evidently,  her husband was there too. I didn't see. :( Alex was there too, and we were all yelling at Tricia to stop jumping in front of the crowd because her bra was constantly peeking out from her low-neck sleeveless. Mrs Lim admonished Tricia because of her outfit.  But Tricia was happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all got high at the "blue-ball" fountain. Rivali became Saddam Hussein's wife in my green Windbreaker, it was soooo funny!! Sang "My Humps" which is funny but I don't like it. Like the Pussycat Dolls' " Don't Cha". It was retarded. :) Char said i talk too fast haha. I like talking fast. I got it at the Student Care and 'chers like Mdm Norrazlin and Aunty Liza and Mdm Haliza would go, "HAH?".  I talk too fast. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my FOLDOVER!!! YAYNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, my mum dragged me through three shopping centres to find my HR shoes and finally got them :p. The Kickers. I hated that. But nvm. I like my shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I can smell it now it's cornflake cookies. You only get that when HR nears!!! :) We are gonna rebus ketupat too!! Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that Blogger searchbar. I tried to locate my Just Maths Friends using it. I got hits for Ievan cos his name is unique. Apparently, if this is the correct guy, Ievan is apparently in SJI. Whoa. He once said that if he got 250 and above for his PSLE aggregate, he would be flying and then proceeded to flap his hands. haha. He was such a funny guy :) Right Keziah? Willie and Kenneth were funny too! Wonder where the heck they are now. Mr LOW IS THE BEST MATHS TEACHER EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think i'll talk more about JM in the next post it was soooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate that Woman. Who i am going to call. Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-113008119710127000?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/113008119710127000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=113008119710127000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113008119710127000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/113008119710127000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/warning-this-is-very-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112962131083356618</id><published>2005-10-18T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:35:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am currently still pissed with three people who will remain anonymous. I can't be bothered to elaborate because see, if one person pisses you off like that stupid Ah Pek, you can slam him and say whatever you want. But see, there are three people you currently think should not get within a ten km radius of you, and it's hard to slam them. So many things you wanna do to them, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came home and i saw this kitten!!! so cute!! Ginger and sterilised. And it kept rubbing it's body against my legs. So cute!! I wanna bring home!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, when in Geylang Serai, eat BURGER RAMLY!!!! burger ramly just rocks. It's so nice. But the special ramly is the nicest. probably the best thing from Malaysia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/burger%20ramly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/burger%20ramly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nyummy right..... *licks lips* hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a bapok too!! bapok= gay transsexual. His/her skirt was so short. covered like only 3/4 of his/her butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my results back today. I am angrrrry. cos for maths i got like 69.5. HALF MARK TO A2 LIAO!!! WL!!! SO FRIGGING ANGRY!!! but me thinks our class did well no??? CONGRATS TO US 1 DYNAMITE! WE ROCK OUR SOCKS TO THE WASHING MACHINE!!!! i think i did pretty ok for geog/chem/bio :D V. scared for hist leh... but dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes a BEEEEEG thank you to the prezzie-givers!!!!!!!!!! THANKS SO MUCH!!! haha. cos i remember the last b'day pressie from a friend was this book about how this guy goes to some spa thing and finally forgives himself and other batshit. and a winnie the pooh plushie. in p5. so thanks like a lot people!!!!!!!!!! i love you guys!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the chronicles of life and death FINALLY!!! *happyhappy* *faints because Good Charlotte rocks too much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D/G does &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; stand for dean/ginny (ew) or (even worse) dumbledore/ginny or whatever else demented minds can come up with. cos i am referring to &lt;strong&gt;Draco/Ginny&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. thought some people might get the wrong idea... draco/ginny rocks my world, but for Jer it's Draco/Hermione. :D Either ways, Draco's involved! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really clich'ed plots or sub plots or descriptions are really lame. but still overused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will refer to Draco and Ginny as Ice and Fire respectively. Fire will melt Ice, blablabla...Ginny finds out about Draco's soft side or some other batshit. They fall in love, have lots of kids, blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will tell you that Draco does not slick his hair back with a gallon of gel anymore, he wears it "flip-floppy and cute". Ginny likes his new hair, blablabla. They fall in love have a lot of kids nd the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will describe how perfect Ginny is now. Like "her curves filled out nicely, she had nice red-wine-coloured hair", blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will say how Draco struggles with himself thinking thoughts like, " NO DRACO!! She's a Gryff and Father won't like it", "She's a dirt-poor Weasley, you can't possibly like her" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will say that Ron's being to overbearing towards Ginny. Like " Ginny, you can't date Malfoy, he's a Death-Eater licking You-Know-Who's arse, you have to listen to me, Malfoy's a bloody, sodding wanker and plus I'm your brother!" sez Ron and they will get into a HUGE fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be very detailed about Draco and Ginny's first and usually forced-by-Draco kiss. Like, "His warm lips claimed hers, he couldn't fight the urge to kiss her, it was amazing" and lots of other batshit. They're usually very very descriptive here. In most cases, this situation will turn into Frenching. Too descriptive. The most clich'ed adjective in this situation is "amazing" . Like, "Draco, that was....amazing" breathed Ginny and other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will tell you that Draco and Ginny have lots of strawberry-blonde-haired kids cos  their hair colour when mixed together, becomes pink technically, but that's impossible so they settled for strawberry blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clich'ed plots.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco has to marry Ginny and produce a heir because of some curse or Unbreakable Vow. I f they don't, they'll die. First few parts will be like, " EW, I HAVE TO PRODUCE A HAIR WITH THAT BOUNCING FERRET??" screamed Ginny. "Shut up, do you really think I want to marry you?" Draco replied coolly, looking at his nails. Then they have some forced bonding time and in the end they love each other, get married have a lot of kids end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco has to tutor Ginny/Ginny has to tutor Draco. They hate each other, fight a lot during lessons and in the end they somehow accidentally kiss and realise they love each other, get married and have a lot of strawberry-blonde-haired kids end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore sets up an interhouse penpal thing but individuals participating cannot know their pen pals. So (duh) Draco got Ginny. Then they write to each other, discover they like their pen pal a lot. So when Dumbledore organises a meeting between the anonymous penpals, Draco and Ginny are shocked to find out that the other is their pen pal. They start dating, fall in love, get married, have a lot of kids end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are the most clich'ed plots and subplots in the whole of Draco/Ginny Fanfiction-dom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. Some stories with these plots are&lt;strong&gt; excellent&lt;/strong&gt;. They are just overused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were discussing ships just now. Rivali and Amrit were like "HARRY/HERMIONE!!!!" Me and Casey were all "RON/HERMIONE!!!" Really all evidence in the books point to Ron/Hermione. You have to be an arse if you did'nt see it. Look at the Yule Ball. "You're.....fratenizing with the enemy!!"- Ron. R/Hr is gonna happen anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wont't give up on D/G. There was a glimmer of an evidence in Book 6 HBPrince. In the train carriage with Malfoy and the Slyths. Go ref. kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what if it was Dumbledore/McGonagall? Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: *I need to see Dumbledore about the dream....* * Harry going to Dumbledore's office*&lt;br /&gt;Harry: *at office now* Acid Pops! [the password]&lt;br /&gt;Door: &lt;em&gt;swings open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore: *glasses askew, robes rumpled* Oh, er...Good Evening Harry! How nice to see you!!&lt;br /&gt;Macgonagall: *robes rumpled* *shocked look* .....&lt;br /&gt;Harry: *whispers* Is this a bad time, Professors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!!Amrit made that up so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also suggesting that Dumbledore was dating Voldermort secretly Haha SO HILARIOUS!!!! CANOPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snort* Dumbledore/Voldermort? *snort*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally don't watch the Harry Potter movies because i don't support it. I find it irritating when they make a really good book into a movie. Sort of ruins it. Next thing you know, Johnny Depp wil be playing Robert Langdon in the remake of The Da Vinci code and Angels and Demons. Then it spoils the whole reading experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore/Voldermort. Please &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; count on it. JKR will sue your intestines out if you wrote that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112962131083356618?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112962131083356618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112962131083356618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112962131083356618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112962131083356618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-currently-still-pissed-with-three.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112933732556495533</id><published>2005-10-15T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:48:45.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 7 in the morning and i just read this article about this Dr Smith Dharmasaroja predicting another tsunami in Thailand and since Singapore is "relatively low-lying", we are &lt;strong&gt;NOT, I REPEAT NOT&lt;/strong&gt; safe from the tsunami. I'm super worried now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He predicted that the "epicentre of earthquakes would shift northwards", at the north of the Andaman and Nicobar islands. When the tsunami comes, the epicenter will "generate a tsunami" which will immediatley hit the Straits of Malacca ( history hehe ) . As the sea passage going towards the shore narrows, the tsunami wave will build up higher and higher. According to Dr Smith's predictions, Singapore and Malaysia will be swamped. He added, "This is no joke. I would like you to put this message out to Singapore and Malaysia,".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is friggin' scary. We've been protected by Indonesia during the 26 Dec tsunami. I was going to put the map I made here but it turned out really shoddy and pixellated. Damn. The truth is so real. Don't think you'll escape. WE ARE REALLY REALLY IF THIS GUY'S PREDICTION COMES TRUE,WHICH IS MOST LIKELY BECAUSE HE ALSO PREDICTED THE 26 DEC TSUNAMI, THEN WE ARE NOT SAFE. I really dunno what will happen. Are we gonna be evacuated? Just stay here? Are we truly prepared? If it happens we will all die. Singapore will die. The work of our forefathers will go down the drain. Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please I urge yall to pray for Singapore to be safe. I really don't know what should be done. I don't wanna scare you but this is for real.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHOC THAT LIANNE GAVE ME IS OUT!!!!! IT'S CALLED BOOST GOT TO TRY PEEPS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/boost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wanna post some HP fanart by &lt;strong&gt;Starlette&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.twinkle-twinkle.net"&gt;www.twinkle-twinkle.net&lt;/a&gt; who draws great and &lt;strong&gt;Lysel no Heya&lt;/strong&gt; who's a really famous HP fanart artist at &lt;a href="http://lysel.free.fr/myroom.htm"&gt;http://lysel.free.fr/myroom.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/dg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/dg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D/G!!! by Starlette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/draco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/draco2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draco by Starlette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/twins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/twins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The twins :)) by Starlette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/dg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/dg4.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D/G by Lysel no Heya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/padfootprongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="199" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/padfootprongs.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and Sirius!!! by Lysel no Heya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my fave marauder is remus!! i heart moony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/moony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/moony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remus Lupin by Lysel no Heya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people don't include Wormtail when they draw the Marauders because they HATE him. Cos he betrayed James. Look how successful J.K Rowling is in creating the hate for Wormtail that Harry has that it has spreas to HP fan's fanart. Rowling rules!!! i do so wish she'll let D/G happen in Book 7 , and that she won't kill anyone off. I couldn't stand it when Dumbledore died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Weasley Children :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112933732556495533?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112933732556495533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112933732556495533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112933732556495533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112933732556495533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-7-in-morning-and-i-just-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112926370337358211</id><published>2005-10-14T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T12:21:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm. i was looking down at the next block's fifth floor, HER house. then i remembered the time she scared the crap out of everyone when she said there was a woman on the roof of the middle block at school in white. According to HER, it was coming at us at the new block. So a few of us were scared crapless. SHE really did a good job about it. Started crying and pointing like a bleeding maniac, saying it was coming. Of courese nothing was there. Like, THERE WAS NOTHING ON THE ROOF OF THE MIDDLE BLOCK, BECAUSE NO ASS GETS ON THE ROOF TO JUMP TO THE NEW BLOCK, I'M SURE THEY'VE HEARD OF THE STAIRCASE. But she kept pointing crying saying a woman in white was coming. Then Hazel started crying. She saw the other crying girls praying and she was a bit lost. She didn't know who to pray to for security. Which reminds me of this- " Sad is the atheist who when filled with joy and thankfullness, realises that he does not have anyone to thank." So thank God because he is in your life. Guess what. In the end, SHE revealed that it had all been a big joke to scare everyone. Double-yoo Tee Ach. :P SHE used to call me like twice each day last year but this year, 2 calls, one in January and one in June. She was adamant about getting into MG in June. I was scared she would wreck my life again. Okay, maybe not wreck. June, she called me saying how badly her new "friends" treated her. asked me last year whether I would still be her "best friend". Woman still had notions that I'm gonna be her BFF. Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted on blogskins. :D my first skin to be posted. It was too girly. And here's Matty T. !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/relientk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/relientk4.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/matty%20t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="220" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/matty%20t.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matty T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Relient K!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/relientk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/relientk.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta love 'em :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousing heard Maroon 5's She Will Be Loved. and said the Anugerah Boys [AB] better than Adam Levine. HOW DARE SHE???? I tell you, the ABs lost the high pitch "will" part of the chorus!!!!! Adam Levine did not and does not!!! I mean come on,  the only song that was sang better by another singer was Pulangkan by Misha Omar. She let Siti sing. It was a heck of a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unsangkarables rule!!&lt;br /&gt;Too Phat rules!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, how come I forever talk about music??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I got first in madr.. 73% that sucks. I almost failed B. Arab. IT IS SO HARD TO LEARN!!!! but I'm happy!! :D I mean i crashcoursed studied. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been nice knowing the holidays....sigh...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soundboards you gotta listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;George Bush&lt;br /&gt;Homer Simpson&lt;br /&gt;Ned Flanders&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neglectorino's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah i read Benji's [Madden] blog. He goes to the pound to play with the pets AND supports adoption!!!!  heart Benji. And he adopted a pound cat. and called it Claudia. so cute!!! And i so love Billy's Drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh indiddly doodley!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112926370337358211?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112926370337358211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112926370337358211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112926370337358211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112926370337358211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112900571388596199</id><published>2005-10-11T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:55:53.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Thoughts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"get down girl gone head get down"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Gold Digger, Kanye West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hot Diggedy!"/ "Homer, I can see your doodle!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Ned Flanders, The Simpsons, Ned Flanders Soundboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;".... you decroted piece of crap!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Napoleon Dynamite, Napoleon Dynamite Soundboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Frodo sir? How long more to Mordor sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know Sam, but the ring Sam, it's so heavy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr Frodo sir?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, Sam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why are we talking in British accent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yes, we're American actors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- by a really hilar. DJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com"&gt;www.albinoblacksheep.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just downloaded Google-Earth and found my house in the middle of the whole freaking Earth!!! So amazing. When you zoom out you see how insignificant you are compared to the whole Earth....what a damper. But it shows you just how great God is creating the whole universe..you just feel it when you zoom out, how vast the universe is. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA TIME TO GET RETARDED!!! THE &lt;s&gt;BLOODY&lt;/s&gt; EXAMS ARE OVERRRRR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Exams &lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;Exams Exams&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Exams &lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;Exams &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE EXAMS DIE!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am v. scared of the results. WHEN WILL THIS STOP YEAR IN YEAR OUT WE ARE SUBJECTED TO THE PRE-EXAM TORTURE AND THEN THE POST-EXAM TOTURE WHEN WILL THE VICIOUS CYCLE FINALLY END IS THIS WHAT WE WERE MEANT TO DO??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. after exam need to worry 'bout the results. so where got free day leh? Machiam let you smell KFC but cannot eat. [ quote from xiaxue's blog ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo! Gold Digger!! M. Shinoda's Fort Minor!!! Petrified!! Remember the Name!! Relient K!!! Matt Thiessan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ woohoo Lianne ! ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D/G fics worth wasting your time on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[ it means they're really good albeit a little fluffy ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Source by luckyducky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Do You Say by Mrsdanielradcliffe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Match Me by falling into you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\\~(: D/G FOREVER!! :)~//&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one do you like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Catherine Zeta-Jones ad for the credit card&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or the one with Richard Gere?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother is going on a jouney today, I want to bring him good fortune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's only enough for one bird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the Richard Gere one. So funny their faces at the end. haha. i don't sound enthu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ad for the Vanish Power o 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ad, a woman's clothing gets ripped off by some Vanish o2 people and is stained by ink and some other batshit. Then the Vanish o 2 woman washes it with the Vanish Power lah. Andd in the end the woman is v. happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrr, i don't think i would be happy if someone yanked my shirt off and greased it with pasta sauce and ink. I'd still be angry even though it's now clean because they ripped off my shirt. And that is outrage of modesty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday me and Lianne were discussing how some brits sound differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Oliver - e.g "Byoodifl" [ beautiful ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver, he sorts of envelops his words and they sound very round. Loves saying "beautiful" to just about anything he cooks referring to the chicken breast he just bought, lemon on the fish, anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely Planet Traveller, Ian Wright - e.g "Yeeeah" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite traveller!!!!! He stretches his words like so, " Yeeeah" at it has the "dengung" or "sengau". I dunno how to day in English.. hmmm. "Yeah" is his fav. phrase. He says it like almost everytime on Lonely Planet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Oh yeah That's nahce (nice).. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how he says it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart the Blame MTV ad. So funny!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112900571388596199?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112900571388596199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112900571388596199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112900571388596199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112900571388596199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-thoughts-get-down-girl-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112866552786851444</id><published>2005-10-07T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T14:12:07.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yay! blogger's back to normal... FRIDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Eng Compo&lt;br /&gt;2) Eng + Geog&lt;br /&gt;3) Bio + Chem&lt;br /&gt;4) Math&lt;br /&gt;5) Hist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father was tinkering at the comp... then the internet connection got lost..... all my files gone....all my pictures gone!!!!! im v. sad now. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this nice webbie... Potterpuffs!!&lt;br /&gt;Go here==&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/potterpuffs/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/potterpuffs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/fawkes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/fawkes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's Fawkes!!! Ain't Fawkes pretty?? Naomi draws good, no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/dumbledore011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/dumbledore011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh, dumbledore with fawkes!! pity he died, he was great guy....yeshyesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's been dancing to VE's Pop Yeh Yeh ever since Anugerah... eurgh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still &lt;3 D/G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studentssketchpad.blogspot.com not updating.. till 10 Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to More Than Words &gt;  Frankie J&lt;br /&gt;                      Do You Want To &gt; Franzfredinand&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;Franzferdinand is sooooooo funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, be yourself. Unless you suck. - Joss Wheedon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right, Joss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112866552786851444?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112866552786851444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112866552786851444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112866552786851444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112866552786851444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-yay-bloggers-back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112841771457344006</id><published>2005-10-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T17:32:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished reading Olive's Ocean by Kevin Henkes. V. nice but for now The Da Vinci Code haha. I just love Olive's Ocean cover, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/olivesocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/olivesocean.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soooooo pretty!!!!!! With all the fishies!!! AND it's a nice story. Must read! GO BORDERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anugerah sucks. Eka Mairina has horrible hair. It looks like someone dumped red wine all ove her hair. Eurgh. I shall try to post a pic. AND WHAT IS UP WITH ALL THE MAKE UP ARTSTS IN MALAY PROGRAMMES??? Fauzi Laili was wearing sparkles in his hair. Do you people realize he is a straight male?? GOSH!!! and Nurul too? What is up with sparkles and hair. It glitters awfully under the lights and makes your hair look like it's on FIRE!!!! just cut it out with the glitter! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/skeleton%20guitar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/skeleton%20guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad. Do not draw skeletons like me if you want to be a surgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. TOMORROW'S THE FLIPPING EXAMS!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! yay all the stress out. Just scared that I'll forget something at Section C. *sigh**sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Olive's Ocean! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112841771457344006?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112841771457344006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112841771457344006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112841771457344006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112841771457344006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-finished-reading-olives-ocean.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112809113802652438</id><published>2005-09-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:45:42.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>identity crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/flyss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/flyss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is flyss. He( yes, HE.) is supposed to be a fox. i made him up haha. Flyss is this name that i thought of while in the bus home. i was trying to make up names without any vowels. and i did haha. :P i think the eyes came from this = o.0 :DDD havent blogged in the longest time ever. Ok wanna talk about.... CHANDRA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor ms ng. haha. i sound sadistic. but when shes answering rivali's aka chandra's questions, she goes all a-sputter and stutterin' . yeah. "EEs gRRaMMaRR anD O- LLeVVeLL suBBjeKTT?" haha so funny!!! " ees DooDLLe iNN De EeenGGLEESH DDicKKTIONaRRy?" the accent rules riv!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the outfits the guys wore in Anugerah sucked period. EuRGH. TOO RETRO LIAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this guy (thomsett says cannot say "guy" its an Americanism, so let' s start speaking Cockney!! I dunno dun think she'll even support our homegrown Singlish. SINGLISH RULES!! GO TO TALKINGCOCK.COM.SG!!!) sent my father an SMS saying "congratulations", so my father called him to ask him whatever for. he said my father got a promo or something. so he said thank you and got off the phone. then he went to work. nothing happened. my father was a bit pissed. haha. dunno wad to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the person who pissed me off today. WL!!! OMGOSH!!! U DON'T HAVE TO SAY FASTING IS " so crap" (quote) . what if i said something of your faith was crap?? huh? huh? u say that in front of my face. how dare you *****. at least say behind my back lah. at least i will not hear. and get angry with you. hmph. how can u say fasting is crap. for seven years. have i died or fainted because i was doing my duty????? huh??? i dont think God is evil. He knows. don't be so daft. I did my PSLE while fasting and didnt die liao. i don;t think youre concerned at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well shall not leave my blog unhappy. AHAHAH!!! the yearbook for class of 2004 came out!! My cousins got it. guess who was on the cover page for P6??? HALEM (OMG) !!! SENG WEE (OMG) !!!! AHMADED (OMG) !!!! JIMMY!!! (OOOOMMMMGGG) (faints) cant stop laughing cos the caption said " We are * wise * and * charming * boys". er.... not!!! like, whatttt??? SHA, RIGHT!!! so er,, inapropriate leh. hahah. and LJZ was in it too. Remembered all their * hojibber * jokes which he made with LCH. Lee Jin Zhou and Lee Chun Hui, Sickjokers Extraodinaire. haha. we used to make fun of LCH his acronyms were changed to Lesbian Club House and something to do with burgers. i cant remember lah. But  think Lesbian Clun House was the funniest cos he got really pissed!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! i remember Terrence!!! He changed the entire innocent song of Popeye the Sailorman into a darker one. Here Goes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popeye the sailorman/ he sat on a frying pan/ he turned on the gas/ and blew up his ass/ Popeye the Sailorman!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i really like the turn on the gas and blew up his ass part. SO FUNNY!!! It's like you can almost see it happening, no? lol. really happy now, :DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112809113802652438?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112809113802652438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112809113802652438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112809113802652438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112809113802652438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/identity-crisis.html' title='identity crisis'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112772443941835197</id><published>2005-09-26T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:45:47.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hummmin'-</title><content type='html'>listening to the scientist by coldplay. im so angry with myself!!! i so wish i knew coldplay earlier!!! Lianne's going crazy ove Matt Thiessan of Relient K haha. Dun blame her tho. :DDD. thinking of buying &lt;strong&gt;X&amp;amp;Y&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;the Chronicles of Life and Death&lt;/strong&gt;. hmmm. after exams. nine days to the fast!! happyhappy! oh yeah found this website that lets you create you letter to Santa/ Pagan Troll/ Father Time eg. my fav part: PPS: Oh yeah remember that boy _______ (insert name)? he's been a perverted/homicidal/corrupt/selfish etc. dork/weener/cry baby all year long and doesnt deserve any presents. So please dont forget to put coal/ sticks/ dogshit/ homework / ebola(hahaha!!!) in his stocking this year!! hahha!. The new MYUK (what attitude) pencil cases are nicerrr! there was this guy yesterday. i had accidentally left a mark on the lobby wall at my gramma's condo yesterday while trying to turn my bike around. the jackass came up to me and said " oh ho" while wagging his index finger. i felt like twisting it off. so angry lah! who the heck is he to tell me that? i know its wrong to do that lah but it was A FLIPPING &lt;strong&gt;ACCIDENT&lt;/strong&gt; LAHHHH!! WL!! do i look like someone who like to lug her bicycle around jsut to vandalise the lobby walls??? what a jackass. if i knew his car licence plate i would go vandalise it with thinner and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK SPRAY PAINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! and trap the index finger i twisted off onto the side mirror.*SINGLISH* then he know. hahah. think what hah? you older than me can scold one is it?? your gandfather road is it?Si gin nah. hmph.*SINGLISH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112772443941835197?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112772443941835197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112772443941835197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112772443941835197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112772443941835197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/hummmin_26.html' title='hummmin&apos;-'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112729820657198141</id><published>2005-09-21T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:23:26.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dun upset me im running out of places to hide the bodies...</title><content type='html'>i love the fanfiction draco veritas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *SQUEEEEE* haha i so &lt;3 it. cos harry and draco are frienddsss!! thats just so cute! harry and draco friends sigh... and draco is the guy helping evryone solve their affairs of the heart. oh my gosh yall gotta read! i hope its d/g it better be d/g or else....*sinister music* haha ill go on a draco veritas binge when the exams are over ok? oh yesyes today was the HMT exam SA2!! it was quite hard ya know....haiyah...i dun like my HMT teacher sometimes.. i was reading xiaxue's aka wendy's blog. and there this guy calling himself chrisopher (without the T) HE IS SUCH A FLIPPING PERVERT! feel sorry for xiaxue he says he gets turned on looking at her boobs "boing boing" that was a quote by the way haha. MUST GO TO HER BLOG!!! hahahahahahhahahahahabonk*laughs head off* hehe*wah still can laugh some more!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more days to the fast! yayayayay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112729820657198141?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112729820657198141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112729820657198141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112729820657198141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112729820657198141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/dun-upset-me-im-running-out-of-places.html' title='dun upset me im running out of places to hide the bodies...'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112641574541266980</id><published>2005-09-11T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T13:15:45.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh.. she'll grow up to be a fine bitch, that one..</title><content type='html'>gah its the last day of the hols! *SOBSOB* i havent done the banana project. and i honestly can give more than a damn for the home ec project. hehe. my cousin is v. straightforward. she reprimanded me. and im super angrrrrrry now. she's only in P1 btw. jackass. Taufik came yesterday to perform at the CC. My P6 cousin was off-limits yesterday cos her mum didnt allow her to go see Taufik. And you don't have a snowball's chance in hell when she's angry and fuming. GODZILLA!!! RUN FOR YA LIVES!!! okay shall cut the  crap. Someones been sending me trojans. screw however is sending me that.  I have Norman Firewall so don't bloody bother, JACKARSE!! oh yeah i havent been to HMT for three weeks already. GAH STUPID TROJANS!!Anyway  before that bleeding trojan interrupted me, i havent seen BPGHS cos we got orals and all that jazz. by the way did you know that jazz was actually spelt jass? haha weird.  Ramadhan starts on 5th Oct! yay cant wait to start the fast!!! oh YEAH I watched Little Big League yesterday haha! It wa so damn funny! Luke Edwards(Billy Heywood) was cute. But sadly he's 23 now. HAHAH! im going the other way....haha! Flip the frequencies! Here'sthe lyrics for SUndday Morning by Maroon 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Sunday Morning by Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;Steal some cover share some skin&lt;br /&gt;Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You twist to fit the mold that i am in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy&lt;br /&gt;Living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if i knew&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would lead me back to you&lt;br /&gt;That someday it would lead me back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;And I never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers trace your every outline&lt;br /&gt;Paint a picture with my hands&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm&lt;br /&gt;Change of weather still together when it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may be all  I need&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness she is all i see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;And i never want to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, rain is falling and I'm calling out to you&lt;br /&gt;Singing someday, it would bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;Find a way to bring myself back home to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may not know&lt;br /&gt;That may be all I need&lt;br /&gt;In darkness she is all I see&lt;br /&gt;Come and rest your bones with me&lt;br /&gt;Driving slow on Sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving Slow&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm a flower in you hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S you have no idea how many time i had to listen to the song to get te lyrics written down!haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112641574541266980?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112641574541266980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112641574541266980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112641574541266980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112641574541266980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/ahhh-shell-grow-up-to-be-fine-bitch.html' title='ahhh.. she&apos;ll grow up to be a fine bitch, that one..'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112609480713000085</id><published>2005-09-07T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:06:47.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo mamma is so fat, when she jumped for joy, she got stucked!</title><content type='html'>officially addicted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;D/G fics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! lemme tell you my fave stories...&lt;br /&gt;1)Rhapsody by Distempered&lt;br /&gt;2)Nudge by Skoosiepants&lt;br /&gt;3)Misconception by S.C Preclarus Notis aka Sandie Cheng&lt;br /&gt;4) Sometimes Even I Amaze Myself by someone whom i will find out soon whom cos I lost his/ her name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;  d/g!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chef Wan was v. didgusting in the Sunday Paper interview don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;He said that he "made love" to every single chocolate he ate... eugrh....eww&lt;br /&gt;*WRONG MENTAL IMAGE**WRONG MENTAL IMAGE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i just remembered when i was studying chem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sim&lt;/strong&gt;: What happens when you melt the sugar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;: Uhhh.... caramel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was  right cos if you melt sugar you *duh* get caramel&lt;br /&gt;has Sim eaten Mars Bars before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone heard &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"dont cha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by the pussycat dolls?&lt;br /&gt;by far the most self-centered, conceited, snobbish song in the entire history of music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112609480713000085?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112609480713000085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112609480713000085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112609480713000085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112609480713000085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/yo-mamma-is-so-fat-when-she-jumped-for.html' title='yo mamma is so fat, when she jumped for joy, she got stucked!'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112590384990407602</id><published>2005-09-05T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T19:52:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo mamma is so fat, her car is made of spandex</title><content type='html'>Helloozz!&lt;br /&gt;first day of hols officially and i just did my madr. test. and i dunno if im going to pass or fail. i dunno wether to laugh or cry cos i only studied yesterday night and was cramming this morning. i could answer all the freaking tauhid questions, but im gonna die at the fiqh part. shite. i love D/G fics! therye so &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/1600/987956160.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damned addictive! oh yea.. my cousin stuck her foot in my mouth and i was PISSED! she couldve stepped on goodness-knows-what....ew i think i have to puke...*projectile vomits*. about the new orleans thing, i think thats sucks period. yea and CNN was coveringthe whole thing like every single second. and the amount of dead bodies and devastation made the whole south look like a third world country. then this police man was on the news and he said to the camera , " &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;you lifted up your right hand and swore that you would look after these people&lt;/span&gt;". it was obviously meant at Bush DUH! its likeBush wasnt doing anything! and there was this sherriff who was crying with a red face, "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;for God's sake, SHUT UP and send the money!!&lt;/span&gt;" and he was sobbing like mad on national television. dont blame him tho. the stress is obviously on the cops and firefighters and the salvation army red cross thing people. and theyre very pissed. there were lots of people ging on camera to broadcast that they are still alive. and one woman was crying like shit. it was that sad. i learnt new places that had very nice and interesting names like&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Biloxi&lt;/span&gt; , Mississippi and&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Baton Rouge&lt;/span&gt;, New Orleans. sighsigh. must pray for the people aight? for peace... i feel so sad already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112590384990407602?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112590384990407602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112590384990407602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112590384990407602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112590384990407602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/09/yo-mamma-is-so-fat-her-car-is-made-of.html' title='yo mamma is so fat, her car is made of spandex'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112496913020400120</id><published>2005-08-25T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:25:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOKE OF DA YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>haha!&lt;br /&gt;today was when the joke of the year occured..... sigh....still remember last years one. Ahmaded and Prinitaa fighting!!! OMG!! ok so it want so much of a joke BUT still it was funny..&lt;br /&gt;they were fighting over some retarded thing. Ahmaded accused Prini of doing *something* (i dunno wad it was forgot..) and she got so so so mad. she was in black belt three tae kwon do... v.v. scary. both were at loggerheads woth each other and i think you can imagine was a hard time we had restraining them unsuccesfully. they still got at each other... haha!!! ah well. today was rather stressy. got soooo many project right 1d?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Math project&lt;br /&gt;2) Bio Project&lt;br /&gt;3) PW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think PW is a wee bit redundant actually.... hmmmm(Dont book me k?) im sure deep deep down in your heart, there is this tiny hate and loathe for the what shall we say? ah, subject..&lt;br /&gt;if anyone can think of a better term to use for PW... please tag aight? i dont think its even a subject :D&lt;br /&gt;batty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/200/desert%20storm.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The  MONSTROUS HUMONGOUS desert storm 4-wheel drive  we took to drive over the sand dunes in Lancelin where we also so wild pink budgerigars!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112496913020400120?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112496913020400120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112496913020400120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112496913020400120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112496913020400120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/08/joke-of-da-year.html' title='JOKE OF DA YEAR!!'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112488231432346086</id><published>2005-08-24T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T19:18:34.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!&lt;br /&gt;My first shot at making skins! nut i think its a bit yucky-blucky tho.. u like the picture? Thanks daph for giving me the piccie! whaddya think? oh yes i weally wanna post piccies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2724/1134/320/pinnacles.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This was the result of DENUDATION acting on this limestone rock I saw in The Pinnacles, Perth. Doesnt it look like a halloween mask??? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; haha I'll post more k?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; i think u noe who this is, BB!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                               &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112488231432346086?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112488231432346086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112488231432346086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112488231432346086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112488231432346086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/08/yay-my-first-shot-at-making-skins-nut.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112401520255603799</id><published>2005-08-15T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:26:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dunnowadtonamethis</title><content type='html'>hey kids!&lt;br /&gt;                   continuing my crap from yesterday, there was this guy, one of the freakin facccies( wudeva ) , nabil, asked our dear friend ( not me ) twice to answer the sodding questions!! haha!! think someones in  LURVVVVEEE!! haha! yea and the guy from RI pointed out to me his sodding friend whom according to him lots of girls were after, tho i dunno wth for.yea anyway i looked up, hmmm.... he is v. blessed u noe good marks ( RI ).... sigh! hah back to the present then. doing mathy hw! 3 sodding excersises and theres like 1 abcdefghijklmnopqrstuv.... yall know the drill. been listening to Dont lie by BEP. shall go play it know then. and did i mention i saw A.J? recognize that person anywhere..dang.&lt;br /&gt;Homework&lt;br /&gt;HMT&lt;br /&gt;MaTH&lt;br /&gt;cerpen&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                             haha bb!&lt;br /&gt;       GUESS WHO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112401520255603799?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112401520255603799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112401520255603799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112401520255603799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112401520255603799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/08/dunnowadtonamethis.html' title='dunnowadtonamethis'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112393987528049858</id><published>2005-08-14T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T18:17:46.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shite</title><content type='html'>hey all&lt;br /&gt;yeah today wuz da Old Parliament house thing a ma jigger! met aida...halem...yeah he seemed this wee bit ignorant of us...maybe thats cause he doesnt wanna be reminded of the LBL dayss...dunno.. got addicted on the chronicles of life and death... the song. its deep! maybe thats why Lianne likes them , theyre really deep. they make lots of sense and it soennt come in like you know the *inspiring* songs.. Speaking of which, the parliament thingy was not that inspiring, depressing , YESS! we were sitting on some bloddy ministers seat, this girl sat where lee kuan yew sat on!! the man rules lah! ( its a compliment myman!) yeah met this guy from RI he didnt even tell me his name and this guy from tanjong katong said to his friend about me " shes very scary " cos i was scribbling in my retarded logbook " IM THE ONLY FRICKEN MALAY IN THE ENTIRE SEC I LEVEL" furiously right under my stinkin nose. GOAWSHH! the nerve ! i cold have killed him but i am too nice for my own bloody good and i said to him "I KNOW" and i wanted to add" YOU ********** *******"! yeah no friends i was singing CHRONICLES all the fricking way... the guy who served the drinks was obviously pissed as he had just let the pepsi run over the glasses rim. wudeva. yea and the frickin facilitators from the YMC thing were so damned!! peppy and enthusiastic. i was v. negative just to piss the heck out of them. Sha! theyre like " do the sexy clap/ macho clap/ yaddayaddayadda" i was like SHUT UP!! they were all out for us to join the YMC no offense my dears. it was too persuasive. and the lame rap... no words can frickin describe. "everybody in the house go Dr. Y / Everybody in the house go A-AA!" Laaaammmmeee! And Dr Y. say a *few Words* wth?? a novel?? practically trying to bloody inspire us to become the next sodding leaders of tomorrow, sitting in the parliament making new laws all day is it??? no!!! I'D SUPPORT TALKING COCK.COM!! theyre way better i luv singlish. in short * BLOODY WASTE OF BLOODY TIME* ah m dears gotta do math bb!&lt;br /&gt;more later , ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112393987528049858?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112393987528049858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112393987528049858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112393987528049858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112393987528049858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/08/shite.html' title='shite'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-112122519086610295</id><published>2005-07-13T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T11:26:30.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   long time no post so here i am!! today was damn sad cos i saw this less-than-1-week old kitten who was so fricken thin 1 think his stomach area measures 5 cm across lah. so sad i started crying in front of the kitten in the middle of the coffeeshop:'(. yea it was that sad. . . its really cute , jet black fur kept meowing at me... mewmewmew...haiz! for those who want to adopt this pitiful cat, please go  to this coffeeshop near block 230 St 21 jurong east to take this cat back to a loving home, because t reallly needs one. so sad i  bet it still needs its mothers milk. i cannot bring it home mum hates cats... so please if you have the time, money and love to care for this cute kitten please go get this little kitten. its just sad... please it must go to a good home, so young already suffer, mother was nowhere to be seen awwww i feel like cying now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those people who want a pet, please pleasepleaseplease do not buy from pet shops/breeders/puppy  mills . please for goodness sake go to the SPCA to adopt a best friend there. ive been there and the dogs are as friendly as heck there. the cats there are all able to make goood pets . there are also a variety of small animals thatare available for adoption. like the SPCA says,"one of your best friend could be there in the pound".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for&lt;strong&gt; cats&lt;/strong&gt; please go to the &lt;strong&gt;cat welfare society website to look for adoptees&lt;/strong&gt; or the &lt;strong&gt;metta cattery&lt;/strong&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;dogs&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;ASD&lt;/strong&gt; is always available for you to bring home one of their canines free to a good home&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;rabbits&lt;/strong&gt; there is the HRSS  with lots and lots of rabbits up for adoption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please if you have the time money and love for a pet and have decided to get one pleaseplesae adopt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alternatively you can adopt a friendly stray from the streets and save it from the risk of getting run over by cars of being abused. please deworm and have all necessary shots administered to  the prospective pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please remember that all these pets have been abandoned because of their &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; and imbecille ex-owners. they bought a pet on impulse and once they find that the pet is boring  too hard to take care of, they will set it loose on the streets.some do not bother to find out the regulations the property owner has, and one the management of the property find out that they have an illegal pet or a pet too big to fit in the house, they are forced to abandon like those idiots who live in HDB's and buy some pit bull mastiff or jack russell that are too active and are forced toa abandon their pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resons you should adopt:&lt;br /&gt;                                          1) they are cheaper. why waste on that dalmatian in the breeder's enclosure when a dog that is much more beautiful can be found in the ASD's pound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) not only are they cheap you are actually paying the cost for the shelter to pay for the fees of deworming microchipping and shots as well as sterilisation which is ver very important. isnt that much better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) These animals have all been reviewed by professionals to see wether they are suited to be your pet. as for the breeder, there is no assuraance of that. the breeder will also not help you to pick the right pet for you but the staff at the shelters who not he animals there well will try their best to find the perfect match foryou!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keepin the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batrishiya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-112122519086610295?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/112122519086610295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=112122519086610295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112122519086610295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/112122519086610295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-yall-long-time-no-post-so-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-111941182136223181</id><published>2005-06-22T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:44:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok this is lame</title><content type='html'>heyhey!&lt;br /&gt;watched the show yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) the title sounded desperate&lt;br /&gt;2) the plot was desperate&lt;br /&gt;3) the channel was desperate&lt;br /&gt;4) the actors were desperate&lt;br /&gt;5)everything was desperate!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can any thing get more lame? the channel was looking desperate to fill up that empty time slot! i mean the plot sucks. period. big time. and every episode was lame!!! and it sounded like that korean movie tile my sassy girl!!! it sounded irritating. like the lead actrees was irritating. i mean it sort of pissed me off.they could have put on livingwl / Pck back on you know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-111941182136223181?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/111941182136223181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=111941182136223181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111941182136223181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111941182136223181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok-this-is-lame.html' title='ok this is lame'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-111924716072545008</id><published>2005-06-20T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T13:59:20.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like that?</title><content type='html'>hello wello!(with thanks to daphne: ) )&lt;br /&gt;                    man was Perth great! it was so fun,  especially the farm stay with milton joan and the lambies and whiskey! The farm was far-out in Bindoon, thats like 1.25 hours from perth city. waw, weather was great! v. bracing. and i love lake monger never knew u could see that much geese or waterfowl in the wild. throw  a pice of bread and......stampede. ( witha a black swan leading the way)and the pinnacles was bizzare....:p . one can get lost without a guide.... i hated the 4 wheel drive tho.the driver guy was RETARDEd, i have never seen anyone more retareded than him! walking around barefooted like an idiot... im sure hes the type who enjoy sadistic rituals u noe?&lt;br /&gt;he wanted u dead i think.like the sand dunes are  damn tall okay and the dunes are every where, and so he had  to reverse to go over the tall dune. and we reversed and reversed, and the next thing i knew we were zooming backwards down a huge dune like nobodys business. and i was at the back seat. i thought i was gonna die. honestly, didnt he even remember that there was and old japanese dude was in there. seriously he could have gotten heart convulsions ore something... ani ways.. im bach, doing my geog assignment for this june... cant believe the years gonmna be over in whatta? 6 months.  ive got the crabitat landscaping al righty ho in my 10G. should be alright. i need the shells and fishnetthen im done. just getting 3 hermies to start off with you knaw? lianne named on norie and and dunno 4 the other two...have to continue geog now bb!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                      cat-on-the-whatta?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                             batrishiya&lt;br /&gt;ps : please visit &lt;a href="http://www.infinitecat.com"&gt;www.infinitecat.com&lt;/a&gt; ohkays? it rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-111924716072545008?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/111924716072545008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=111924716072545008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111924716072545008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111924716072545008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/06/like-that.html' title='like that?'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-111760757972676330</id><published>2005-06-02T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T14:32:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happi holsss! the debate with myself</title><content type='html'>helloooo,&lt;br /&gt;                i noe i havent posted 4 the longest time ever! ok. i just found out that the HDB does not allow cats in their flats!!!!!! ....  why like that?  does that mean im destined to fish and small pets only? WL!! how now? dat means the lot of responsible cat owners will be forced to abondon their felines? it seems that u have to be  rich and have at least a  condo to own a  cat. FYI ppl,  certain breeds of dogs such as the Lhasa Apso, Cavalier King Charles Spaniel and Papillon breed are allowed in HDB flats. before i say another swear word let me calm down first......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling a lot  better. thanks to Renjean for teaching me a better alternative to the WORST WORD EVER INVENTED. technically if dogs are allowed, why not cats? huh huh???this is freakin wrong. if the lot who had cats in HDDB flats discovered this what would happen . i just hope the rules will change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-111760757972676330?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/111760757972676330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=111760757972676330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111760757972676330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111760757972676330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/06/happi-holsss-debate-with-myself.html' title='happi holsss! the debate with myself'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-111693016264863574</id><published>2005-05-25T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:22:42.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peabo shall be missed</title><content type='html'>heyhey!&lt;br /&gt;              peabo died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naw!dont  worry peabo is not a person! he is a bug! he was trapped in a perspex box with wet tissue and couldnt get out! he had survived 5 days without o 2 / food / friends! he had only tissue for company in his final days. ivfen delivered a beautiful eulogy...ok lets stop now its making me cry boohhoohooo :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ani wae today ms sebastian came for a talk about the spca. im in charge of collection. and all we got was 2 pathetic pet food packets and 2 cans. and there are like over 10000 students in school. DONATE ! PPL! but the sale of items were goooooooood. the 101 salvations poster sold out like until there was no more left...:'( for mua to buy....nvm.and i shall have to continue staring at the bus stop ad till more stocks come in. i bought a russ cuddle toy, $5. and im like waw so ex!! but all 4 a good cause right?and sarah was trying to make me her pet doggie and put a rubber band leash around my neck! but clever mua escaped! haha! sorry sarah i think i wouldnt make a good doggie!hahax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this STUPID pw workshop that was boringggg! Teaching us to answer questions.it was once again damned boring.amrit said that the instructor looked like a b*&amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;well i dunno...yea.&lt;br /&gt;well lianne wanted to help lee win inter house basket ball shes good at ait .but she was gonna faint like that and i told her not to go .... she did go.. i think shes gonna be fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ad daphne's blog rawkses!!! go to &lt;a href="http://thesheepie.blogspot.com"&gt;http://thesheepie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; ohkays? bb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-111693016264863574?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/111693016264863574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=111693016264863574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111693016264863574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111693016264863574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/05/peabo-shall-be-missed.html' title='peabo shall be missed'/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13064859.post-111676343295969252</id><published>2005-05-23T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T20:03:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heyhey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okays quick update on life: i  have 1 unfinished Lit poems project and i cant wait to go to Perth!!! My hermit crabs are on the way here, so excited. oh gosh how i loathe lit now (ms kunalan better not see this hahax!) .... No one knows how to do this stupid write-up on the poem...we will be graded:P oh yes please help out is A.S.S. I still have to get out from probation under Queen Amrit and Queen Rival cos i helped queen grace of Fudhiland escape. To go to Queen Rivali's blog : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://queenrivali.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://queenrivali.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; . dats all for now BB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   Batrishiya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dun 4 get to tag!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13064859-111676343295969252?l=grandslammm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/feeds/111676343295969252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13064859&amp;postID=111676343295969252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111676343295969252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13064859/posts/default/111676343295969252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grandslammm.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyhey-okays-quick-update-on-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>flyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08123936843574638532</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
