<?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-9125101</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:42:45.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lickin their lips</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-4803270923602324495</id><published>2007-01-17T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T01:54:18.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the black parade</title><content type='html'>When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?" He said "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?" Because one day I leave you, A phantom to lead you in the summer, To join the black parade." When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?" Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me. And other times I feel like I should go. Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets. When you're gone we want you all to know We'll Carry on, We'll Carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on Carry on We'll carry on And in my heart I cant contain it The anthem wont explain it. And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all So paint it black and take it back Lets shout it loud and clear Do you fight it to the end We hear the call to [ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;To carry on We'll carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on And on we carry through the fears Ooh oh ohhhh Disappointed faces of your peers Ooh oh ohhhh Take a look at me cause I could not care at all Do or die You'll never make me Cause the world, will never take my heart You can try, you'll never break me Want it all, I'm gonna play this part Wont explain or say i'm sorry I'm not ashamed, I'm gonna show my scar You're the chair, for all the broken Listen here, because it's only.. I'm just a man, I'm not a hero Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song Just a man, I'm not a hero I -- don't -- care Carry on We'll carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry We'll carry on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-4803270923602324495?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4803270923602324495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=4803270923602324495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is better. being happy but afraid. or unhappy but brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas today went with a friend. i dunno if i should say the name* to this modeling agency for interview. its quite a cool place i must say. and pretty easy money. hmm maybe i should go too. if they can land me a photoshoot within the next two weeks it'll be great !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any takers ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;blood diamond is the best movie of all the rest i watched recently.&lt;br /&gt;if u only have time to watch one movie. watch .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD DIAMOND. !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you won't regret it. no wonder leonardo dicaprio wanted the role cos he gets to be a hero at the ending.(quoted from someone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm cos i haven't really been doing anything else other than eat. watch movies. sleep. watch korean shows.play golf with my dad. yeah and occasionally meeting trix and janica. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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back. omg. damn bad. i've not been in touch with the world lately. not a good thing. sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy wants to use comp already so i shall update another day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116878571348292408?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116878571348292408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116878571348292408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116878571348292408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116878571348292408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-hp-to-buy.html' title='what hp to buy ..'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116861834975889274</id><published>2007-01-12T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:12:29.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg first 2007 post</title><content type='html'>omg !! this is the first time i'm blogging in 2007 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy 2007 to my blog that has been collecting dust and growing mould.&lt;br /&gt;today i watched pan's labrynth. its quite good. although the ending a bit no link. but i think its better than spirit of the victim which seriously is so so so . confusing. like dunno whats going on. and i don't think its because i was covering my eyes. its the movie.&lt;br /&gt;then the ending they say : this movie is dedicated to the spirits captured on film. hahas&lt;br /&gt;then they start showing those little grey faces in the background. i don't even know how they spotted those faces. even have one upside down. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just a bit cynical about ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps.. &lt;br /&gt;today i went to the library !! whoo hoo&lt;br /&gt;borrowed books from orchard library ok. then after that i walked out and guess who i saw. ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONG DEAR DEAR !!!&lt;br /&gt;waah hahas. damn long never see her already lar. omg&lt;br /&gt;whoo its nice seeing someone you havn't seen in a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is crazy. the one day she's home in i dunno how long. she spends the whole day chiong-ing the korean drama. my girl tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;then she says she's better than me cos she chiong faster than me. not my fault cos i went out right&lt;br /&gt;today's rain was SUPER big. i haven't go into the cab already shoes all wet. so had to go buy a new pair. then i bought those plastic type. very cool.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy those wellington boots !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116861834975889274?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116861834975889274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116861834975889274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116861834975889274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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something about someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered someone is attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered i feel a bit sad that he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered someone is getting attached &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered i may or may not be sad that he is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered tomorrow is christmas eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i discovered i am quite blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... &lt;br /&gt;today i met up with chunlei. we talked alot. we went shopping at bugis. and we kept asking for discount !! hahas. so shiok. i got a nice small straw bag for 6.90 and a cute red and white top for 12. she got a belt for 12 and a cool black top for 27. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo i quite like that place. i shall go there on a weekday so that there are not so many people. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that travelled all the way to airport to meet jm. we ate student meal at macs. i didn't know bk increased prices. and yeah i didn't have student card so he had to queue twice to buy food. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm meeting janica !!! and trixie !!! aaah !! so exciting.. omg !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116689460752678583?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116689460752678583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116689460752678583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116689460752678583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116689460752678583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/12/realisation.html' title='realisation'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116630245368893818</id><published>2006-12-17T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T04:54:13.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a special meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8s_BPfex-Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8s_BPfex-Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out this video we made in albert house was posted on youtube. heh ok i kinda helped. as a back up singer but that part is not included in the video cos i think... it was quite sucky ?? hahas. but nvm if any one wants to hire me and ahbeng as their back up singer for any videos or songs. i'd be more than happy. but with some pay of course lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today very interesting things happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to china so i won't be updating till i get back .. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles !! i'm back in singapore on thursday. and i can't wait to meet up with old friends .. whoo zihui are u seeing this ???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116630245368893818?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116630245368893818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116630245368893818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116630245368893818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116630245368893818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/12/special-meaning.html' title='a special meaning'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116612948306786190</id><published>2006-12-15T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:51:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/795971/CIMG4122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/341466/CIMG4122.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/847712/CIMG4119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/1886/CIMG4119.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingming and i ...  &lt;br /&gt;near my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i stayed out the latest ever in singapore. haha i woke up at 6pm !! then ate dinner and met tong. then we went to town and played pool and watched movie.&lt;br /&gt;eragon is such a silly movie. no ending one. he doesn't even defeat the king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think some friends are the kind to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dunno if i get jealous of other girls. hmmm i'm just being silly i think. and its really so uncalled for me being away and all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got my final results. i think i did very well. although it could have been better i'm still very very proud of myself !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116612948306786190?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116612948306786190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116612948306786190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116612948306786190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116612948306786190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116603565852185246</id><published>2006-12-14T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:47:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVMDqyR0Xq4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVMDqyR0Xq4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you by the water&lt;br /&gt;Your toes dipped in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it was over&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd understand&lt;br /&gt;But the feeling is returning&lt;br /&gt;Though time has made us change&lt;br /&gt;And I understand if you don't&lt;br /&gt;Wanna talk to me about it&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was overtaking me&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I was confused&lt;br /&gt;They were all inviting me&lt;br /&gt;But I wish I had refused&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd been there before&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen it all&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you never had my heart&lt;br /&gt;I would've never called you back&lt;br /&gt;At the start that night&lt;br /&gt;So I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of what you're turning into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue-eyed sun shines on me&lt;br /&gt;In the morning&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but feel a little cold&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of what you're turning into&lt;br /&gt;No, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i first heard this song in joel's room. hahas where albert resides in haha&lt;br /&gt;and now i think this song is .. SO BEAUTIFUL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116603565852185246?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116603565852185246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116603565852185246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116603565852185246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116603565852185246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-see-you-by-water-your-toes-dipped-in.html' title=''/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116603330379675187</id><published>2006-12-14T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:08:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time blogging back home in dec</title><content type='html'>heyhey &lt;br /&gt;today is the first time i'm blogging since i've been back. been meaning to write a lot of my thoughts down. a lot of the stuff i've been through&lt;br /&gt;somehow.. its too much to think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;getting used to the weather. having my parents nagging me and all . just so caught up doing i dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;so oh well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the gym. ran 3km ok. i'm proud of myself lolx&lt;br /&gt;then did weights with teo and we cycled&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat macs. grr my workout all gone. lolx&lt;br /&gt;then went her house&lt;br /&gt;i'm so honoured i'm the first one there. whoo&lt;br /&gt;then went to holland v food centre to eat, first time i've been there eh .. hurr so cool&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet jingming. ate a swensens birthday ice cream thing. then we sang each other birthday songs lolx&lt;br /&gt;yupps. then talked and sat at my house there the staircase thing. lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116603330379675187?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116603330379675187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116603330379675187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116603330379675187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116603330379675187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-time-blogging-back-home-in-dec.html' title='first time blogging back home in dec'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116463570093377725</id><published>2006-11-27T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:50:03.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 17th to me !!</title><content type='html'>shoot. this should have been posted yesterday. but oh well happy belated birthday to me !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad a lot of people back home haven't forgotten about me. i love you all darlings !!&lt;br /&gt;whee i'm in the midst of exams now. so i really didn't expect any celebration of any sorts. but my birthday happens to fall on a sunday. so yeah it was really unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;i only had 4hours of sleep for my chem exam on saturday. so i came home and collapsed to sleep at about 10pm after going to some worship thing with peh. hurr hurr. then qi comes barging into my room at midnight and takes ugly photos of me sleeping. eww she better not have posted them on her blog. omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steps to bake a happy birthday to shyanne cake:&lt;br /&gt;step1: unsuccessfully blindfold the birthday girl in her room&lt;br /&gt;step2: bring her to Carlton Gardens&lt;br /&gt;step3: make her sit on the floor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then .. KABOOM !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add water bombs, flour and eggs in the cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and TADAH !!! YOU GET THE BEST AND DIRTIEST BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo hoo. we all got super dirty lar. had flour all over me. and i spent more than an hour bathing. australia's currently in drought but we all happily used up so much water getting everything out of our hair hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they tried to trick me that they only brought the cake and had to go back to study but then.. yeah it ended being one of my best birthdays ever.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone !! &lt;br /&gt;love u all lots and lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp thanks to teo and neo.. and who ever else came up with the idea of the eggs, flour and water&lt;br /&gt;*lucky there was no oil*&lt;br /&gt;to ah beng for not throwing stones at me&lt;br /&gt;to qi for waking me up and all her pretty presents&lt;br /&gt;to teo for stoops and the nice green cap&lt;br /&gt;to wong for also making me wake up&lt;br /&gt;to poh for unsuccefully carrying me out of albert house&lt;br /&gt;to sikai for taking photos which i haven't got yet&lt;br /&gt;to roomie for not letting the guys poke me !!&lt;br /&gt;to limmie and the others for cleaning the floor up&lt;br /&gt;to jinsern for letting them mess up his toilet to prepare the "ammunition"&lt;br /&gt;to syafiq, joel, teo, lim, neo, andrew for spending the whole afternoon preparing the things &lt;br /&gt;to everyone else:: thanks so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/868522/IMG_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/835455/IMG_3054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/916757/IMG_3049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/508100/IMG_3049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/604312/IMG_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/558209/IMG_3060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaii . i was blogging halfway that day and then i decided to do the right things at the right time and go study. but well yes my exam is tmr and here i am blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. here's to continue about my birthday&lt;br /&gt;finally after i took two hours to clean up all the flour. teo and i went to eat souvlaki !! yumm... i'm so going to miss eating souvlaki when i go  back.. aaah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/11228/CIMG3678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/707080/CIMG3678.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yummy !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/652757/CIMG3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/574148/CIMG3667.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats me and teo with stoops haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/13498/CIMG3675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/151366/CIMG3675.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats leslie poh neo and pong watching the soccer game intently. what my life would be without these guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/61293/CIMG3696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/657960/CIMG3696.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;exciting black and white photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/223759/CIMG3697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/932535/CIMG3697.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/677301/CIMG3698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/976712/CIMG3698.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/84238/CIMG3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/751323/CIMG3700.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/325437/CIMG3702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/43870/CIMG3702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/896397/CIMG3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/20884/CIMG3706.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is qi's pretty present for me X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday. i went out with teo and tan to yoyogi for lunch. we ordered damn a lot. and we got these cute little pooh handphone keychains. quite childish but super super adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/402344/CIMG3736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/204670/CIMG3736.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/620475/CIMG3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/96462/CIMG3738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah . i need to continue with maths2 !!&lt;br /&gt;if not.. i will just DIE tonight. &lt;br /&gt;so i shall continue blogging tmr after my paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man . still haven't finish blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway as a continuation&lt;br /&gt;today i found out our delicious dinner at the docklands was to celebrate my birthday&lt;br /&gt;no wonder so random one. joel suddenly asked me qi and syafiq for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.. we had loads of fun&lt;br /&gt;was the first time i had dinner at a fancy restaurant with my friends. like at the sea side kinda place. super nice&lt;br /&gt;syafiq had kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/229110/CIMG3920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/987948/CIMG3920.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qi's spaghetti marinara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/722585/CIMG3925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/567489/CIMG3925.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joel's duck risotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/710896/CIMG3924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/130588/CIMG3924.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grilled salmon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/778984/CIMG3918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/742854/CIMG3918.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the food was super yummy. and we had this nice view of the port... err yah kinda. i dunnno what its called. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took lots of photos and did a lot of crazy things. like drink wine. qi and i had white and syafiq and joel had red. oh man i was quite high. and the restaurant had very nice toilets. very cool i should say. yupp. and then we went to sit at the water and we made a wish and threw 5cents into the water. haha&lt;br /&gt;and then while walking we took off our shoes. which was very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee then we trammed home and got cool tram tickets. they were pink ! heehee and then walked home in my QUITE killer heels. grrr&lt;br /&gt;and then they gave me this super nice present !!&lt;br /&gt;two paul frank shirts. they seem a bit small though. but .. i still love them !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee.. *hugs to syafiq joel and wenqi. i gave them kisses with the palm of my hand. hah and qi said she wanted to sue me fore raping her. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time man&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the wonderful time !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise joel that next year we will stay in touch. i solemnly consent to letting him come to cs2 apartment 824 and for me to go over to his nice new big apartment at southbank to just chill out.. study or something. whee i will allow myself to eat joel's cooking no matter how terrible.. haha and i shall cook for him too &lt;br /&gt;la dee dasss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss everyone !!!&lt;br /&gt;its my last week in albert house   X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall put some photos of us at the orange blue and green lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/569114/CIMG3892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/425677/CIMG3892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/689961/CIMG3952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/781461/CIMG3952.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/991990/CIMG3951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/421580/CIMG3951.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/584234/CIMG3950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/258646/CIMG3950.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/71626/CIMG3947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/875187/CIMG3947.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/119394/CIMG3946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/180917/CIMG3946.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/511860/CIMG3943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/230214/CIMG3943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/23132/CIMG3941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/239136/CIMG3941.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/8032/CIMG3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/988362/CIMG3935.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/979748/CIMG3934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/164749/CIMG3934.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/84230/CIMG3932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/809077/CIMG3932.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/183707/CIMG3954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/755509/CIMG3954.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/246660/CIMG3958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/259874/CIMG3958.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/1600/405358/CIMG3960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3181/211/320/183059/CIMG3960.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously love these people !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116463570093377725?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116463570093377725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116463570093377725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116463570093377725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116463570093377725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-17th-to-me.html' title='happy 17th to me !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116427855227601840</id><published>2006-11-23T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:42:32.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married or single ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;married or SINGLE ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not married yet, share this with a friend. If you are married, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share it with your spouse or other married couples and reflect on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An African proverb states, "Before you get married, keep both eyes open, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after you marry, close one eye." Before you get involved and make a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commitment to someone, don't let lust, desperation, immaturity, ignorance, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pressure from others or a low self-esteem, make you blind to warning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signs. Keep your eyes open, and don't fool yourself that you can change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone or that what you see as faults aren't really important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you decide to commit to someone, over time his or her flaws, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences will become more obvious. If &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve, you've &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thing bother you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your mate have many different expectations, emotional needs, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two unique individual &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children of God who have decided to share a life together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of you are perfect, but are you perfect for each other? Do you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring out the best in each other? Do you compliment and compromise with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each other, or do you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistrust, past pain? You can't take someone to the altar to alter him or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't make someone love you or make someone stay. If you develop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you won't find yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making someone else responsible for your happiness or responsible for your &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain. Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness are not &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeking status, sex, wealth, and security are the wrong reasons to be in a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship. What keeps a relationship strong? Communication, intimacy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust, a sense of humor, sharing household tasks, some getaway time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without business or children and daily exchanges (a meal, shared activity, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hug, a call, a touch, a note). Leave a nice message on the voicemail or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send a nice email. Sharing common goals and interests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growth is important. Grow together, not away from each other, giving each &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other space to grow without feeling insecure. Allow your mate to have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside interest. You can't always be together. Give each other a sense of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belonging and assurances of commitment. Don't try to control one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn each other's family situation. Respect his or her parents &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless. Don't put pressure on each other for material goods. Remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for richer or for poorer. If these qualities are missing, the relationship &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will erode as resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect, dishonesty, and pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replace the passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between 'United' and 'Untied' is where you put the i.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116427855227601840?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116427855227601840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116427855227601840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116427855227601840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116427855227601840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/married-or-single.html' title='Married or single ??'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116407464303896381</id><published>2006-11-21T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T10:04:03.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of term4 exams</title><content type='html'>lit paper is over !! only 5 more to go !! ah haha&lt;br /&gt;i just used 293 MB in ONE DAY !!! omg i'm really really v pro haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today during the lit paper. the lights suddenly went off !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah haha. scared u eh. no lar. only one section of the exam hall.. hahas. me and lim's row was just beside the area that had a "blackout" and after when they turned on the lights again. i felt it was somewhat dimmer. i thought it was only me. but anyway limmie felt it too lolx&lt;br /&gt;so yeah .. thats the excitement i get out of the exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116407464303896381?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116407464303896381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116407464303896381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116407464303896381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116407464303896381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-day-of-term4-exams.html' title='first day of term4 exams'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116401632933506441</id><published>2006-11-20T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:52:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday roomie and my mag on a bottle.</title><content type='html'>welcome !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me introduce you to the world's first magazine on a bottle. hahas&lt;br /&gt;so cool right. although i doubt they're going to get new ones every month lolx&lt;br /&gt;but it is quite interesting. cos here in melbourne we must always drink water to keep ourselves hydrated if not lips will start to crack and skin get scaly.. yuppso you'll always carry a water bottle around. quite interesting right. so when you're bored you can read through it. it has jenniffer aniston on the cover some more.. whoo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3650.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3653.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my pretty green nails..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0015593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0015593.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the little frog !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0015555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0015555.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0015613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0015613.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love limmie !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0015560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0015560.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i cAN flieee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0015558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0015558.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday roomie !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3649.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG3624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG3624.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;like your new slippers ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116401632933506441?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116401632933506441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116401632933506441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116401632933506441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116401632933506441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-roomie-and-my-mag-on.html' title='happy birthday roomie and my mag on a bottle.'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116398644800923763</id><published>2006-11-20T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:34:08.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyaii so many days haven't been online</title><content type='html'>aaah !! exams are starting you know wwhen ..... TOMORROW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*plays the jaws music...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so scary and i haven't been online for such a LOOong time. sighs but its also a good thing cos i'm not able to go friendster and all and chat till dunno what time. yupp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not planning to enable my account till a few days more lar.. if not .. sure chat and chat. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i miss you people !! &lt;br /&gt;and i'm coming home soon !! whoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116398644800923763?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116398644800923763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116398644800923763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116398644800923763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116398644800923763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/aiyaii-so-many-days-havent-been-online.html' title='aiyaii so many days haven&apos;t been online'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116348951475923106</id><published>2006-11-14T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:31:54.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twisted knots</title><content type='html'>ever experienced a tight knot ?? &lt;br /&gt;you feel so stuck and if u pull harder you get even more tangled but yet its so hard to untangle the knot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel very confused. not knowing whether to turn left or right&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its so hard to make decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wonder who we are&lt;br /&gt;and we ponder who we've become&lt;br /&gt;who our hearts have slumbered&lt;br /&gt;who our feet have stumbled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want anymore don't know what i like or what i don't&lt;br /&gt;i get scared i don't speak up i feel bad i try to help &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in othello, the good in Emilia and Desdemmona is exploited by Iago to bring about the downfall of Othello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes no matter how good you try to be or however perfect you are you still undergo internal conflict between you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd feel even more lost without you by my side always helping me to remain calm in the worst situations. the toughest choices. no matter how bad i feel for doing things i am reminded of Your great love. Your amazing grace and i know i don't deserve any of it but you pour out your love on me anyway. well Lord i'd be so lost without you especially being here alone and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loneliness coupled with an inadequacy of vocabulary to explain how i'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;if i had to tell anyone, it would come out as a blabble of words not making any sense&lt;br /&gt;even i don't understand myself how can anyone understand me. &lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i find it so hard. its simple right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is simple. keep it simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make a choice and don't look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;you make a choice and don't look back&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be great if choices weren't so hard to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i'm afraid of what the future will bring. i'm afraid of what my year will turn out like. i don't want to be stuck and yet i wanna have something holding me down so i don't fly away. or at least so i don't drift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have a substantial existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send someone to love&lt;br /&gt;i need to rest in arms&lt;br /&gt;keep me safe from harm in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;give me endless summer&lt;br /&gt;Lord i feel the cold&lt;br /&gt;feel i'm getting old before my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know what i'm put on Earth for. should i grow trees. should i be a actress. hahas&lt;br /&gt;i thought the confusion about yourself and the identity crisis is supposed to happen sometime ago. maybe i'm only STARTING to mature now. its been some time eh. i'm still a little kid. hmm its even worse when you don't know how to express how you feel or when you don't even know what is the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tend to think too much all the time. especially when i'm stressed and my brain starts to spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are all i need to get me through&lt;br /&gt;you're like a falling star i fell for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like bad weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have changed to short pants and a thin jacket. grr i feel so stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel i am feeling a lot of things right now.&lt;br /&gt;and now after saying how i feel. i feel much better&lt;br /&gt;i think no one can really help. i just need to continue discovering myself. need to continue exploring my feelings and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116348951475923106?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116348951475923106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116348951475923106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116348951475923106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116348951475923106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/twisted-knots.html' title='twisted knots'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116264036956603921</id><published>2006-11-04T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:36:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trinity annual ball 2006</title><content type='html'>yesterday.. was the much awaited trinity ball &lt;br /&gt;we prepared so much for it. me and qiqi doing face mask and removing white heads lolx&lt;br /&gt;wow everyone was so dressed up with hair done and make up and pretty dresses and cool shoes and nice handbags. whoo !!&lt;br /&gt;i went with lilian to do the hair and make up and the two of us sat in this 13 seater cab. lolx&lt;br /&gt;sorry no photos for this one cos i didn't bring my cam. &lt;br /&gt;well.. &lt;br /&gt;we all sat in a limo !! driving around the city before going to thge grand hyatt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2789.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah thats janice tan and i with the limo- she's so pretty right !! her hair so nice some more.. !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall attempt to put up a photo of everyone i took photos with . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2781.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is ah beng !! so tall and skinny. she's wearing like no heel heels some more. and she's still taller than me. grrr. oren chantek.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2788.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is shaleen !! she's always pretty so tonight is no different !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2791.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is louis/lap pong. whoo he won a prize for being the most hollywood lookalike. lolx i think its inspector gadget or inspector something.. yes he'll dig out any secrets you have. so don't hide them from him haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2792.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is sikai !! whoo looks like some businessman eh . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014403.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and teo. this is her usual eye size although it looks a bit bigger with her fish net specs. so different from her usual fishermanpants and don't know what t-shirts right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014402.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;limmie partner !! good thing the nonsense she drew on my hand the previous day came out. she ah .. wear long skirt still wanna zhao geng. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is neo. he won the most productive hair prize. he was SO SO SO happy i tell you. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2839.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and lilian. imagine we only paid 7dollars for our hair. we couldn't even believe it man . hahas her fur is so taitai lar. whoo !! don't we look BEAutiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2787.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;janice peh !! wheeadam khoo friend !! when we go back can go look for interesting courses together &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2847.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me and aivyn. if only theres a full body shot. her dress is REALLY very nice. has this cool front i can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2848.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;buddy number ONE !! he's aivyn's bf so don't bother looking at him. this is albert but he doesn't stay in albert house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2849.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is jane my pretty eap friend ! she has a really good voice. she sang in the spring and autumn concert and ttv. she plays guitar too. wow what a babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2850.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tze ming !! look at that V-neck man. so hunky . ooh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2851.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yong rong and roomie !! whooo look so pretty and shiny !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2852.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roomie cheryl !! you rock !! her hair looks so cute right. aiyaii should show the shoes also. very very nice !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2855.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and emily !! her nice yellow dress. the prettiest yellow dress at the prom. whoo !! so bright like sunflower one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2857.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and zhiyuan. he's a very very good tennis player !! and very hardworking boy.. go to baillieu to study then late for class the next day. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2858.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wirawan !! drama friend. i'll always remember the funny-ness of him in our drama performance. the last part where they have to turn around and round.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2863.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zhi min !! chemprac friend. aiyah in the end we didn't get to take photo during the last practical.. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2864.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;diana.. my sajc friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2865.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mike-y !! i'm taller than you ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2866.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mark the smart smart guy in lit class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cherie my beautiful friend in pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2877.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eric in his suit. i tried it on before but i think he looks better in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2878.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;egg !! he's all well prepared for NS.. standing so straight and all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2882.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kim my chem and maths friend. every monday we complain that we have the 2 most impt tutes on the first day of the week.. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2883.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my darling ninghui !! was one of the few days she didn't suan me but said i looked pretty hahas. i love her dress man &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2884.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;giulia !! my golfing friend. meet up in the hols ok. does she look like my twin ?? grrr.. no right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2885.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;melissa the saviour of the night. sorry i puked all over you darling. love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2886.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jinsern ! don't sit with us still wanna take photo huh ! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2887.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;handsome steven. don't let your gf see this photo ah . later she wanna box me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2888.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charis looks so pretty right. stupid camera didn't have flash . *ah bish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2890.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;janice tan, qi and me with tamar and her daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;qi and i with chris our dancing class friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2893.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ninghui me and emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2895.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shayfern !! libing !!! are you looking at this now. we're so pretty. jealous not ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2897.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hazel.. looking so mysterious eh . one eye covered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2899.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty pretty mabel !! great job in organising the prom !! the decorations and food were fantastic although only 3 courses but the salmon was super good. and the mashed potatoes with chicken and the mango creme brule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2900.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charisse. the back of her dress was so much more exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2901.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2902.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mushiera ! we look pretty with the flowers in our hair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2904.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;annie. napoleon make up rocks. our make up matches our dress perfectly X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2906.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;leslie !! he says i looked really pretty whoo . and he looked good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014442.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014442.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;me and neo. he's hot and so am i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014666.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jacqueline !! so sad she's not taking HOI advanced. then can crap together in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2923.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;peilian !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014668.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and kevin ! my smart smart chemistry friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014669.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ailin looks so nice in her plain black dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;abraham the exciting guitar player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014672.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;andrew my drama friend !! term 4's drama exam will be a great one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014674.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gavin another guitar man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014682.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the closest photo of me and tiana i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0773.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh there is one of me and tiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0782.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and wong. when she dresses up look how pretty she is man . i'm jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0771.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and yichian. don't have a full shot of us. her pretty red dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB030096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB030096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;syafiq !! he's setting the trend man . the turtle neck instead of a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and pong. we're same height now. hahas i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033164.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;robin. suspenders are so IN man .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033175.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shujing and her bf qi and i &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033185.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;qi and i with lynette. her red dress is so cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033189.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah haha.. i think thats all the photos i took with people.. yay &lt;br /&gt;i wanna put photos of us in the limo and getting ready and stuff.. and other photos that i really liked. but quite tired now.. hurr maybe another day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we came back.. we changed and went for the after party at platform one. that part of my night was one of the worst nights ever. aiyaii ironic eh .. prom followed by the worst night of my life. i got drunk-puked on the floor-got kicked out of the club hahas. so terrible then i think i spent 2 hours puking. puked over my jeans, shoes, my bag .. &lt;br /&gt;aaah so gross. came home and i think i puked on my bed some more. &lt;br /&gt;bleah woke up and spent most of my day washing my things. i think thats one of the reasons i don't like to go to clubbing much. cos come back sure stink of smoke and alcohol. hmm but its quite nice lar platform one. has these tunnels stuff. then quite fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what exciting things right. i think i'm too free already. upload so many photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/P1013044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/P1013044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and qi removing whiteheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB033069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB033069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and qi doing face mask till can sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014470.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me relaxing in the limo !! (look a bit fat) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014462.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wong and i calling our boss to say we'll be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how do i look class ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014559.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lim me and beng with the cool ssign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014656.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hah .. kick the toilet door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014723.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us and the flower arrangements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014743.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and lim after stealing the balloons at the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014772.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us and the balloons.. before we let them all fly away ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and my "boy" toys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2212.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2212.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;play girl photo lolx. except for whats stuck under my shoes lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2898.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and qi with the entry tix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2252.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2197.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2255.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2180.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2311.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2331.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we won most elegant table of the night. haha thanks jason X) give u a chocolate next time i see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2922.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_2333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_2333.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the most elegant people of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2918.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2782.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014761.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2818.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2829.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG2942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG2942.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;roomie !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there's some photos of the after party before i conked out and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014804.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014788.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014809.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014819.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/R0014835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/R0014835.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB043276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB043276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was still there ok !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/PB043296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/PB043296.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everyone's enjoying and i'm puking already . sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lar. enough photos i think. to last some time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116264036956603921?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116264036956603921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116264036956603921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116264036956603921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116264036956603921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/trinity-annual-ball-2006.html' title='trinity annual ball 2006'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116245382745438714</id><published>2006-11-02T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T15:50:27.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday chunlei and timothy !!</title><content type='html'>happy belated birthday to my darling chunlei !!&lt;br /&gt;and happy birthday to timmie boy !!&lt;br /&gt;whoo &lt;br /&gt;one year older=one year wiser cannot be so nonsense anymore eh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm suddenly the sun here is setting so late. its alreday 630pm and it feels like 4 oclock.&lt;br /&gt;ah haha&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like sometimes so many things are going on at the same time. its a good thing to be loved and that people need you. sometimes its tiring right. hahas so random lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured that when bad things happen, they usually all pile up one after another and when good things happen, they all come at the same time. all these always overwhelm you. why can't it be more evenly spread out. like after each bad thing then something good happens.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought that once something bad happens, something better will help you pick yourself up. maybe this isn't always the case.&lt;br /&gt;ho hums.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;we each have the good we're looking for&lt;br /&gt;yet i force myself to smile&lt;br /&gt;i know life without you would kill me &lt;br /&gt;but i choose to hurt you instead&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. ok so random &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is prom alreday !! ok i should call it the trinity ball. we're riding in a limo !! whoo &lt;br /&gt;wasn't that excited about it at first but now the more i think about it, the funner it sounds. really excited now !!! yay ! X)&lt;br /&gt;going to do hair and make up with lilian. and i think i'll finish REALLY REALLY early hahas. can come back and take my own sweet time man haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday ... was a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;got into a really bad mood and i thought it was PMS but it wasn't i think&lt;br /&gt;maybe i have frequent PMS. that sucks man &lt;br /&gt;grrr so although i'm trying to be on a diet, i drank a cookies and cream mocha frapp. muaah haha and i felt so much better after that . heh &lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATE THERAPY&lt;br /&gt;i tell you girls don't need a guy to make her happy. chocolate, shoes, shopping, pretty clothes can do the same trick. i know its not the same thing but yeah .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need a guy to wine and dine me all the time... la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things get very complictaed and sometimes things you wanna say just don't wanna come out. fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes you want people to share with you.. like you know those online kinda stuff. ok thats such rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was a kite. the wind blowing me from here to there. and then one day when i'm tired of being pushed around. i'll settle to get stuck on a tree and then i'll wait the rest of my days on that tree till i slowly rot and crumple away. &lt;br /&gt;and at least i wanna be a pretty kite. those nice japanese fish types lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a few days you'll see the beautiful photos from prom !! yay i hope i look decent. if not i'll wanna die and bury myself in a little hole. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116245382745438714?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116245382745438714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116245382745438714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116245382745438714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116245382745438714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-chunlei-and-timothy.html' title='happy birthday chunlei and timothy !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116227635867251146</id><published>2006-10-31T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T14:32:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>removing nail polish</title><content type='html'>i'm removing nail polish !!&lt;br /&gt;muah haha. didn't go for HOI lecture today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm suddenly i'm really excited for prom which is taking place on friday&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought i would be really bored. but then yesterday i was talking to tiana and then the more we talked the more high we got. and then the after party. hurr hurr&lt;br /&gt;exciting !!&lt;br /&gt;they better not check id. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;sudenly so exciting&lt;br /&gt;aaah !!&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my hair and make up with lilian. then i got my handbag and shoes and dress everything already &lt;br /&gt;yikes i spent super a lot of money man &lt;br /&gt;sheesh i feel really bad &lt;br /&gt;hmmm ... i think everyone is going to look realy good. - pretty and handsome !&lt;br /&gt;everyone transforming into butterflies !!&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;although i don't have a date. i guess it will just be very very fun anyway &lt;br /&gt;yeah !!&lt;br /&gt;i may meet another solo guy there ?? lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet after the prom .. its gonna be exams soon sheesh&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel prepared for it at all .. sighs&lt;br /&gt; but i must do well !!!&lt;br /&gt;aaah if not my dentist future is gone. and although i don't really know if i wanna be a dentist i guess we all never really know right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-116222390156817916</id><published>2006-10-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:58:21.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't decide</title><content type='html'>i always find it hard to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;but now with janica's help.. i have chosen heh heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now can't decide which is my favourite song. &lt;br /&gt;one more moment or maneater &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.. both nice in their own ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to remember this song all the time.. so that i'll treasure all the things and people around me. &lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116222390156817916?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116222390156817916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116222390156817916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116222390156817916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116222390156817916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-decide.html' title='i can&apos;t decide'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116221716708753380</id><published>2006-10-30T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:06:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ronin- one more moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xsY-CaQV7k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5xsY-CaQV7k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take too long to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you to the ones you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause time has a habit of slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out on the clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lightning strikes on a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take me in and keep me from the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words that seem so hard to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out when you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stay a little while and hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn away to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With each and every word that passes by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time keeps slipping away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time will turn to grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And time will be the one who holds you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words that seem so hard to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come out when you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stay a little while and hear me say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I want you here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just one more moment with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes time will treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you even know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it hits you hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes time will treat you bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you even know what's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end it hits you hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to ronin !!&lt;br /&gt;they're the glory of singapore &lt;br /&gt;this song rocks its so so so nice &lt;br /&gt;i realise these days i hardly blog about things. i put only nice songs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116221716708753380?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116221716708753380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116221716708753380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116221716708753380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116221716708753380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/ronin-one-more-moment.html' title='ronin- one more moment'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116204612109628734</id><published>2006-10-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T22:35:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maneate</title><content type='html'>Take it back, take it back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1-&lt;br /&gt;Everybody look at me, me&lt;br /&gt;I walk in the door you start screaming&lt;br /&gt;Come on everybody whatchu here for?&lt;br /&gt;Move your body around like a nympho&lt;br /&gt;Everybody get your necks to crack around&lt;br /&gt;All you crazy people come on jump around&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you all on your knees&lt;br /&gt;you either want to be with me, or be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;make you fall, fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, all of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;Wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2-&lt;br /&gt;And when she walks she walks with passion&lt;br /&gt;when she talks, she talks like she can handle it&lt;br /&gt;when she asks for something she means it&lt;br /&gt;even if you never ever ever seen it&lt;br /&gt;everybody get your necks to crack around&lt;br /&gt;all you crazy people come and jump around&lt;br /&gt;you doing anything to keep her by your side&lt;br /&gt;because, she said she love you, love you long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;make you fall, fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, all of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;Wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus- &lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;make you fall, fall in love&lt;br /&gt;Maneater, make you work hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you spend hard&lt;br /&gt;Make you want all, all of her love&lt;br /&gt;She's a maneater&lt;br /&gt;make you buy cars&lt;br /&gt;make you cut cords&lt;br /&gt;Wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro-&lt;br /&gt;never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;you wish you never ever met her at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas i got this song stuck in my head and now i can't get it off my mind. esp the part where it says&lt;br /&gt;:you doing anything to keep her by your side&lt;br /&gt;because, she said she love you, love you long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool lar this song. i hope they play it at the afterparty on friday lolx&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was this kind of girl. a maneater. walk into a room and everyone looks at me&lt;br /&gt;the kind that has lots of influence and power.&lt;br /&gt;yupps&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaii i've spent so much money for prom. i paid 165 for a pair of nice shoes. whether they match or not i MUST wear them haha&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty for spending so much sighs X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be a cool girl. one that gives guys lasting attraction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116204612109628734?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116204612109628734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116204612109628734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3yF46lqfng"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3yF46lqfng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me what is takin' place,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't seem to find a trace,&lt;br /&gt;Guess it must have got erased somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Probably 'cause I always forget,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime someone tells me their name,&lt;br /&gt;It's always gotta be the same.&lt;br /&gt;(In my World)&lt;br /&gt;Never wore a cover-up,&lt;br /&gt;Always beat the boys up,&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in a five thousand population town,&lt;br /&gt;Made my money by cutting grass,&lt;br /&gt;Got fired by a fried chicken ass!&lt;br /&gt;All in a small town, Napanee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I always stay up without sleepin',&lt;br /&gt;And think to myself,&lt;br /&gt;Where do I belong forever,&lt;br /&gt;In whose arms, the time and place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I space in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tune out the other way,&lt;br /&gt;I may switch off and go in a daydream,&lt;br /&gt;In this head my thoughts are deep,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't even speak,&lt;br /&gt;Would someone be and not pretend? &lt;br /&gt;I'm off again in my World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never spend less than an hour,&lt;br /&gt;Washin' my hair in the shower,&lt;br /&gt;It always takes five hours to make it straight,&lt;br /&gt;So I'll braid it in a zillion braids,&lt;br /&gt;Though it may take all friggin' day,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin' else better to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're all alone in the lands of forever,&lt;br /&gt;Lay under the milky way,&lt;br /&gt;On and on it's getting too late out,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love this time this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I space in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tune out the other way,&lt;br /&gt;I may switch off and go in a daydream,&lt;br /&gt;In this head my thoughts are deep,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't even speak,&lt;br /&gt;Will someone be and not pretend? &lt;br /&gt;I'm off again in my World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time,&lt;br /&gt;Mellow out,&lt;br /&gt;Party up,&lt;br /&gt;But don't fall down,&lt;br /&gt;Don't get caught,&lt;br /&gt;Sneak out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I space in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tune out the other way,&lt;br /&gt;I may switch off and go in a daydream,&lt;br /&gt;In this head my thoughts are deep,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't even speak,&lt;br /&gt;Will someone be and not pretend?&lt;br /&gt;I'm off again in my World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it if I space in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tune out the other way,&lt;br /&gt;I may switch off and go in a daydream,&lt;br /&gt;In this head my thoughts are deep,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't even speak,&lt;br /&gt;Will someone be and not pretend?&lt;br /&gt;I'm off again in my world&lt;br /&gt;(repeat)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116201724545558861?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116201724545558861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116201724545558861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116201724545558861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116201724545558861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-is-simple.html' title='life is simple'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116188630347676452</id><published>2006-10-27T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T02:11:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying at baillieu</title><content type='html'>today we studied at baillieu until three am again. yesterday i cam back at 330am and plopped on my bed. immediately knock out i tell you supposed to watch the elvis show but i was too tired. now we're watching the perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;the cool cool good looking guy was studying there too.. i hope he goes there more often .. like everyday .. next week heh &lt;br /&gt;now i dunno whether wanna go state library and see cute aussie or baillieu,,&lt;br /&gt;notice BAILLIEU is spelt B.A.I.L.L.I.E.U &lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;qi has prac tomorrow at 930. i'm sure she can't wake up one.. aiyaii &lt;br /&gt;that girl ah ..&lt;br /&gt; oh well.. shall blog about qi and lappong's birthday tmr..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY to darling qi and lappong !!!!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116188630347676452?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116188630347676452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116188630347676452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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finish watching perfect blue. this really old anime. i watched two parts of it on tuesday. quite scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qi is sleeping in my room now&lt;br /&gt;and its 440 am. i have lit tute tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i don't know what i'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;today in lit i found out where the green eyed monster expression came from.. it was from shakespeare. he's really really good .&lt;br /&gt;woah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yah .. sometimes i get grouchy and just keep quiet. haiyaii &lt;br /&gt;its a bad thing to do i think , i seem to get tired easily. and i become lazy to talk. thats terrible too. &lt;br /&gt;i seem like a nice person most of the time but i think when people see my grouchy bad mood think too much side... they'll have different thoughts about me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well.. today many thoughts came to visit me again .and i'm brushing them aside again. maybe i'll forget how to even think about things since i always try to ignore things.. i know talking it out loud makes you feel better and writing makes you feel better but what if you don't even know what you're feeling. sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm doing yet again. sighs&lt;br /&gt;got to study hard from now on. less than a month to study EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;the sky is as grey as if it just rained&lt;br /&gt;but the sky over my head is the only cloudless blue around&lt;br /&gt;because i have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Lord you are my sunshine, my strength, my hope and courage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116171602771500580?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116171602771500580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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issues</title><content type='html'>money money money &lt;br /&gt;give me money. &lt;br /&gt;divide by how many people there are&lt;br /&gt;give me more money&lt;br /&gt;spend the money&lt;br /&gt;spend more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me some space&lt;br /&gt;need some air.&lt;br /&gt;need to rest&lt;br /&gt;do what you want to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lick your lips&lt;br /&gt;give someone a kiss&lt;br /&gt;steal a hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress out&lt;br /&gt;then run away from all your cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm typing actually&lt;br /&gt;my brain isn't functioning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116160518400821633?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116160518400821633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116160518400821633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116160518400821633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116160518400821633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/money-issues.html' title='money issues'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116159869593186169</id><published>2006-10-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T19:51:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkr0qxs9IpA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qkr0qxs9IpA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Natalie&lt;br /&gt;Song: Love You So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the minute that you got my attention&lt;br /&gt;I was taken and I have to mention&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to not let it show&lt;br /&gt;But I knew I wasn't gonna let you go&lt;br /&gt;From the way that you came right to me&lt;br /&gt;Looking all hot with the style that threw me&lt;br /&gt;No one would've ever known it&lt;br /&gt;You would be the one who take this heart and hold it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got that extraordinary way&lt;br /&gt;Got to be next to ya every single day&lt;br /&gt;You do something that I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take the chance and tell you you're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Just look in my eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you know it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Look in these eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can san say anything you want to&lt;br /&gt;No stress 'cause I understand you&lt;br /&gt;We got a vibe you can't define&lt;br /&gt;Want everyone know that boy is mine&lt;br /&gt;We won't fight and stop and stare at the way you hold me&lt;br /&gt;You take me there at times&lt;br /&gt;I feel I lose control&lt;br /&gt;Forget everyone but the hand I'm holding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got that extraordinary way&lt;br /&gt;Got to be next to ya every single day&lt;br /&gt;You do something that I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Wanna take the chance and tell you you're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Just look in my eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Look in these eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know this&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be right here&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have to look&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere else babe&lt;br /&gt;Don't think for a minute&lt;br /&gt;This love will change&lt;br /&gt;Oh you should know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Just look in my eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Look in these eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Just look in my eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love you so&lt;br /&gt;Look in these eyes, they'll tell you where this could go&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is nice.. i don't know if its old already but yah oh well&lt;br /&gt;haven't finished blogging about thhe aquarium and now its time to blog about qi and lappong's birthday&lt;br /&gt;we got them this cute tiara things that say happy birthday in pink for qi and blue for lappong&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday qiqi and lappong louis james&lt;br /&gt;whee&lt;br /&gt;this morning woke up early to go paste these posters the whole way to school that say happy birthday and have their face there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching perfect blue now in swanston. some really old anime.&lt;br /&gt;whee don't know what to blog about. too much stuff i wanna say but lazy to type it out.&lt;br /&gt;like how i was imagining to meet the perfect boyfriend. maybe i should go into story writing. lolx&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;teo is here- half asleep&lt;br /&gt;mkust give her brain time to wake up&lt;br /&gt;while i'm so sleepy&lt;br /&gt;dying soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116159869593186169?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116159869593186169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116159869593186169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116159869593186169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116159869593186169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/artist-natalie-song-love-you-so-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116126264714024075</id><published>2006-10-19T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:57:27.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah her backspce got prob one&lt;br /&gt;i fodon't wanna ytype already&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116126264714024075?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-116126215898196429</id><published>2006-10-19T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:54:49.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melborne aquarium with teo the greedy poot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/captain%20something%20from%20pirates.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/captain%20something%20from%20pirates.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha do i look like the captain something from pirates of the carribean2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/don%27t%20we%20look%20alike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/don%27t%20we%20look%20alike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;doesn't she look like the penguin ?? so cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/don%27t%20i%20look%20like%20dory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/don%27t%20i%20look%20like%20dory.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do i really look like dory ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/2%20sharks%20aaargh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/2%20sharks%20aaargh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is where all the evil began. we started taking photos in the souvenier shop haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/1st%20proper%20photo%20of%20the%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/1st%20proper%20photo%20of%20the%20day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our first proper photo of the day at the relaxing place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/teo%27s%20fave%20photo%20of%20herself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/teo%27s%20fave%20photo%20of%20herself.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; teo''s fave photo of herself. she thinks she climbed mount everest but actually only less than one metre high&lt;br /&gt; it started off very diao.. with the touch pool and some mangrove thing. then we decided to go and eat. ate A BOWL OF WEDGES. with sour cream and ketchup lolx&lt;br /&gt;so greedy right&lt;br /&gt;then we wen down and saw the actual nice part. it was veryy small. but very amazing. the sharks seemed so big. and the stingrays were so so so cute they had those fake faces. haha&lt;br /&gt;they became my friends and teo's friends were the sharks. lolx&lt;br /&gt;she was SO amazed and fascinated by everything. suddenly take so many photos. in all we took 264 photos an videos in total. a lot of nonsense videos of all the fishies. only 1 truly funny video about teo and the sting rAY she wanted to take photo with. but when she looked at it. it had a fish in its mouth haha.&lt;br /&gt;i know the phots aren't exactly in order. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116126215898196429?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-116107868927985330</id><published>2006-10-17T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:58:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something evident in our life but we rarely notice it</title><content type='html'>these past two days i've been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to find logic and reasoning &lt;br /&gt;i've been silly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i think there are many things in life that we hardly think about. i'm out of MB cos i was looking at prada shoes. and eeks. not very nice lar although SOME of them were pretty. &lt;br /&gt;anyway .. today i slept through lit lecture. ok half of it. wong qi and me were sleeping right in front of mike hahas&lt;br /&gt;then we had HOI. didn't listen anything as usual. and haha was laughing at andrew's DRY HAIR. i wanna cut for u !!! grrr.... &lt;br /&gt;anyway we were talking about beng's "crush". heh and how he is a flirt only invite girls to his birthday partay ! but so sad cos he doesn't seem to have friends now.&lt;br /&gt;heh beng beng.. next week still have chance !! THE BLUE SEATS !!!&lt;br /&gt;waah haha&lt;br /&gt;this andrew ah .. go talk about someone.. then ah i kept thinking about what he said. make me don't wanna eat chicken lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oops i'm abandoning janice)-we're in the state library and she's studying upstairs&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally took this old man's place. heh i felt so bad seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. yah lar.. this andrew. i wonder what he would say about me if i'm not his friend man. anyway i guess everyone talks about everyone else right just that they probably don't tell it in your face.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. suddenly i'm in such a mood for blogging. i don't know why ..&lt;br /&gt;i realised there a lot of asians in the state library although you can't borrow books unless u have an australian citizenship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. yes on to what i realised&lt;br /&gt;*i realised it cos i saw it in a friend and yeah i think i have it too&lt;br /&gt;-realised how when u want something you can never get it but when u don't have something anymore u want it instead&lt;br /&gt;cool yeah . i guess we are all selfish people. we always want the things people have. and well if u can't get it then no one else can&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i was a selfless person and i guess i am more or less one. but when it comes to my own happiness i think i am a little selfish and its hard to change i think.. but oh well&lt;br /&gt;thats life right you're always trying to change to become better whether its easy or not.. &lt;br /&gt;yupp&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how we got such mindsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red size=4&gt;*red alert red alert*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see a cute guy in the library with an ear hole lolx.. hurr hurr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today .. qi met library shuai ge. not really met but he came and said hi. and i was thinking to myself i should be feeling excited right. but somehow i wasn't. i don't know why .. so weird.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just not that kind of fanatical person &lt;br /&gt;i've never gone crazy over a superstar. the closest was being a bit interested in a senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red size=4&gt;*red alert red alert&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute STATE library guy has a cute friend with a pretty girl friend. haha with very interesting hair and really pretty eyes. i don't even know if i'm more excited by the girl.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok very random today i know. i guess my blog is just for nonsensical typings. like things i don't even know if i understand. saying things i don't know if i really feel. its just another outlet to express the things i'm feeling. things so small that you don't really feel necessary to tell people. but yet big enough to be able to write a long entry about. hmmm HIGH SCHOOL GUYS ARE CUTE !!&lt;br /&gt;shoosh&lt;br /&gt;yeah- i need something exciting in my life right now.. someone new, fun and exciting !!&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a drag.. a boring rag doll.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can turn into cinderella if i own a pretty pair of shoes.. eg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jimmychoo.com/pws/ProductDetails.ice?ProductID=39839&amp;pgType=small"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ninewest.com/n/browse/product.s?productId=13379&amp;source=category&amp;index=9&amp;prodIndex=9&amp;listSize=19&amp;categoryId=&amp;nakedContent=true&amp;pdColor=" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116107868927985330?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116107868927985330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116107868927985330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116107868927985330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116107868927985330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-evident-in-our-life-but-we.html' title='something evident in our life but we rarely notice it'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116064012743831855</id><published>2006-10-12T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:02:07.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOI debate</title><content type='html'>today we had this HOi debate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the topic :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what Feminists say, women will always be constrained by their biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;affirmative views :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-men and women are made different&lt;br /&gt;-we have different roles in society&lt;br /&gt;-women give birth- thus arising issues like maternity leave&lt;br /&gt;                - having to leave their work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if more females go to university and many women have higher paying jobs than men .. most of them will still ultimately end up as housewives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;opposition views:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it is not their biology that constrains them but the view of society on what women should be&lt;br /&gt;-its unfair to say that women cannot do the same things as men just because they have to give birth to children. they can choose not to anyway&lt;br /&gt;-there are women working in hospitals and law firms&lt;br /&gt;-ally mcbeal is a successful lawyer .. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women are ultimately not constrained by biology but by what society has defined them as. if the society didn't see them mainly as mothers it would be a different story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;questions from the floor:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-why is it that most inventions are invented by men ??&lt;br /&gt;-ultimately if women are constrained by society.. their biology must be the one that caused society to classify them this way. cos you have to think about way before the Enlightenment... like the STONE AGES ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;things to ponder about:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-what would happen if women are really not constrained and then men and women are totally equal ??&lt;br /&gt;-men can become mothers ??&lt;br /&gt;-men have constraints too in comparison to women right?? so ultimately shouldn't we all still be equal ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what i think ....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.. maybe diferent women want different things. so it doesn't really matter to them if they don't have the same rights.&lt;br /&gt;as long as we are all able to have the same rights and be able to have the same opportunities .. then i guess everything is ok right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;without your love i'm nothing but a beggar&lt;br /&gt;without your love a dog without a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel- aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so blessed you know.. that although i think alot of my life is quite screwed up. and i tend to remember the bad parts of events. but last night my wonderful friend neo made me realise that i'm lucky in so many other ways and although shitty stuff happen to me.... they don't really matter so much . i'm lucky and i'm loved and i'm happy and thats all that matters&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so grateful that i have so many wonderful people around me. &lt;br /&gt;people who care and people who i can talk to.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone.. i love u all . and in many ways i'll never be able to thank everyone enough. just wanna say thanks anyway X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116064012743831855?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116064012743831855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116064012743831855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116064012743831855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116064012743831855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/hoi-debate.html' title='HOI debate'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116055407848002361</id><published>2006-10-11T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:07:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mix some tunes</title><content type='html'>i'm the dj. THe DEcca Tree Boy. hahas&lt;br /&gt;so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i can be a song writer.. &lt;br /&gt;like all those lyrical kind of songs.. &lt;br /&gt;songs people can relate to and can love ..&lt;br /&gt;wwhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lim's blog is currently being suspected as a spam blog. &lt;br /&gt;what does it mean ??&lt;br /&gt;and lim is suffering from not being able to blog.. &lt;br /&gt;she wants to make a new one.. which will be much uglier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh i skipped lit today. i didn't wanna wake up. boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teo just sneezed and she sounds like some weird chipmunk !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116055407848002361?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116055407848002361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116055407848002361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116055407848002361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116055407848002361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/mix-some-tunes.html' title='mix some tunes'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116046620394668436</id><published>2006-10-10T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:43:23.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>term3 results are out</title><content type='html'>waahhaha.. i'm in the swanston comp lab now waiting for ninghui to come. and i heard people checking their term3 results. i thought they would only be available on wednesday. but well... i guess they're out now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm .. overall quite pleased with my results but english is seriously pulling me down.. sheesh... wonder whre we're going for dinner. yummy yummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116046620394668436?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116046620394668436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116046620394668436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116046620394668436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116046620394668436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/term3-results-are-out.html' title='term3 results are out'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-116031149402886243</id><published>2006-10-08T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:44:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love cheryl !!</title><content type='html'>hurr hurr. i feel so blessed that i have friends who remind me that i am loved. sometimes i wonder whether people have forgotten me. u know out of sight out of mind. but there are such wonderful people like cheryl around. yay X)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your email babe. and sophia !! i'll send u your letter soon !!&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone. praise God that there is nothing that HE cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping for a prom dress with qiqi again .. and she came home empty handed while i bought stuff again .. grrr &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/pregnant%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/pregnant%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't i look pregnant here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-116031149402886243?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/116031149402886243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=116031149402886243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116031149402886243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/116031149402886243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-cheryl.html' title='i love cheryl !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115953077173002582</id><published>2006-09-29T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:52:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne central is just so attractive</title><content type='html'>today i was supposed to go to the state library to do my eap. but then on the way i was attracted by melbourne central. the last time i went shopping was last monday. and since the past few days i've been feeling a bit lethargic and bored. i figured some retail therapy would do me good. yeah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today albert house was supposed to go for brunch at the botanic gardens. i know it sounds like singapore but melbourne has one too. anyway it got cancelled cos everyone couldn't wake up. and sean went all the way there and we weren't there. sheesh. so being very guilty about our bad behaviour we bought a cake for an jiejie to say sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1876.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry an jiejie !! we still love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1871.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an jiejie after we made her smile. (although not very flattering) your cooking still rocks man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;just went to freddo's and had ice cream with qiqi . green tea and durian. a pretty weird combination but it tastes good cos we like green tea and we like durian. although i probably won't order this weird combi next time hahas. YEAH ! i made someone like green tea ! whoo i rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1895.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats us with our ice cream. shhh we already had strawberry ice cream with watermelon for desert at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;human nature: Science, technology, and society.&lt;br /&gt;Giving Head&lt;br /&gt;The first human penis transplant.&lt;br /&gt;By William Saletan&lt;br /&gt;Posted Friday, Sept. 22, 2006, at 1:31 AM ET &lt;br /&gt;Seventy years ago, we began transplanting human organs. With each decade, our ambitions grew. We started with kidneys, then advanced to lungs, livers, and hearts. We defied mortality. We turned death into life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now our ambitions are turning outward. The body parts we're replacing are more visible and less vital. Eight years ago, a man in New Zealand got a new hand. Three years ago, a patient in Vienna got a new tongue. Last year, a woman in France got a new face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we crossed another line: A Chinese man has been given a new penis.&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;At one time or another, every middle-aged guy wishes he had the virility of a man half his age. In this case, that wish came horribly true. In what doctors call "an unfortunate traumatic accident," a 44-year-old Chinese man lost all but the last half-inch of his penis. To replace it, they offered him the 4-inch member of an anonymous 22-year-old brain-dead patient whose parents had agreed to donate the organ. The surgery was performed at Guangzhou General Hospital by—I am not making up this name—Dr. Weilie Hu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't an operation you'd undertake lightly. According to the case report, published in the Elsevier journal European Urology, the beneficiary of the new penis—I'm trying not to call him the receiving partner—was given "systemic broad-spectrum antibiotics, anticoagulation, antispasm agents, and immunosuppressants." He endured penile congestion, discoloration, "venous stasis," "lymphatic drainage," and "segmental epidermis necrosis." European Urology has pictures of the whole process, starting with the original "penile defect." It consists of a scrotum with what looks like labia where the penis should be. The necrosis is nasty. You really don't want to see the venous stasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to feel bad for this guy. He must have wanted the surgery pretty badly. And he did. He "was chosen," according to the doctors, primarily becuase of "his strong demand for recovery of his ability to void while standing and to have normal intercourse." Note the key phrase: while standing. "He could not urinate in a standing position," the doctors write. "His quality of life was affected severely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the tactless question: Is the inability to urinate while standing an unacceptable loss of quality of life? Is every woman entitled to a penis? Alternatively, is the inability to have normal intercourse grounds for a transplant? Should we subsidize Viagra? Is there a human right to free and fair erections?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The central picture in the case report shows the penis a day after the surgery. It has "excellent cosmetic appearance," says the caption. Indeed it does. It sure looks better than it did in the picture to the left, where it's floating in a bucket. But is cosmetic appearance our goal? In an editorial alongside the report, Dr. Jean-Michel Dubernard, who helped engineer last year's face transplant, suggests that penile replacement is a logical extension of our increasing efforts to repair "aesthetic" defects. In another editorial, Dr. Yoram Vardi, an Israeli urologist, argues that penile amputation causes "significant psychological, cosmetic, functional, and physical disabilities." Psychological disabilities? Cosmetic disabilities? If a cosmetic problem is a disability, what isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a follow-up article, Dr. Hu and his colleagues explain the shortcomings of alternatives to penile transplantation. Penile reconstruction often leads to "unsatisfactory cosmetic appearance," they write. Moreover, "Penile lengthening has a limit as to the length of penis." Being able to urinate or have sex is no longer enough. If you're not big enough or good-looking enough, you don't measure up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But physical superficiality is only half the story. The other half is psychological complexity. The more we tinker with the surface of the body, the more deeply we affect the mind. We're altering image and self-image. According to Dr. Hu and his colleagues, "Very traditional Chinese think of the penis as a 'life-spring' to carry on the ancestral line; indeed, they regard it to be the symbol of man." This "symbolic meaning," the doctors suggest, is what ultimately justified the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an intriguing idea. Too bad the doctors didn't think it through. If what you're really operating on is a patient's symbolic understanding of himself, then you'd better learn about the psyche, not just the penis, before you start cutting. And that's what the Chinese surgeons failed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The case report details how beautifully the surgery succeeded. Then, abruptly, it ends with the sentence: "At day 14 postoperatively because of a severe psychological problem of the recipient and his wife, the transplanted penis regretfully had to be cut off." In the follow-up article, they explain, "The patient finally decided to give up the treatment because of the wife's psychological rejection as well as the swollen shape of the transplanted penis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, the surgery failed. It passed the old tests—functionality, healing, immunosuppression—but flunked the new tests: cosmetics, aesthetics, symbolic meaning. The body didn't reject the tissue; the mind did. In their follow-up report, the doctors remain baffled. "What happened after the operation was still beyond our and the patient's imagination because this was the first attempted transplantation," they plead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the expression, but that excuse won't cut it. Failure of imagination is exactly the problem. Maybe cosmetic surgery is progress. Maybe, after decades of giving people hearts and lungs, we're entitled to indulge in transplants that save egos rather than lives. But if that's what we're doing, we'd better learn as much about egos as we know about tongues, faces, and genitals. Until then, keep it in your pants.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;thats so cool man a penis transplant&lt;br /&gt;imagine if every guy in could get one.. a bigger one ?? a longer one ?? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;hahas anyway it sounds like a very silly idea to me. you should be happy with what u have and not try to match up to other people's ideals. no one's perfect right&lt;br /&gt;and anyway only your spouse should complain about how big or imperfect it is. and she probably wouldn't complain if she really loved you. oh well &lt;br /&gt;i'm no expert at the male genitals so yeah . just wanted people to know that there's such a thing. maybe such operations are going to be made available to everyone in  the near future ?? i wonder what the situation will be like then .. will men be queuing up for surgery ?? will wives ask their husbands to go for the op ?? lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-115944576923895590</id><published>2006-09-28T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:22:33.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thoughts spinning round and round.. all around the globe</title><content type='html'>today we went to watch "the devil wears prada". it was nice but i donn't think there was a conclusion. miranda just smile smile.. then nothing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hate myself. i think too much. i get upset over insignificant things. i need ME time. i feel lethargic. i don't exercise. sheesh. that sucks man &lt;br /&gt;oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to start thinking about what i wanna do in university already.. its drawing nearer and nearer. i used to think i had a lot of time to think about it cos of JC and all. but now.. its so so so CLOSE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what i'm good at anymore. don't know what i like. just feel so sick of things sometimes. feeling so tired. feeling not like me. i just don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so any of you reading this wanna tell me what you think i'm good at and what my strengths are. or what you think i should do .. don't hesitate to tell me. i need all the advise i can get&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115944576923895590?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115944576923895590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115944576923895590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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arranged marriage lolx&lt;br /&gt;that would be so funny.&lt;br /&gt;today is a slack day. never do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised everyone is different. some people are weird some do strange things. some i don't understand some make me confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/krispykreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/krispykreme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tiana and lim !! for cheating us that they didn't buy anything back from krispy kremes. and for getting us the absolutely cute hats !! i loved them&lt;br /&gt;and also qiqi for making this photo although its my idea and my stupid pose. lolx&lt;br /&gt;so fat so fat !! ate so much last night. including delicious wedges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-115944436986587552</id><published>2006-09-28T14:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T19:52:49.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imagine to be married at 18.. thats like next year hah. what if i get an arranged marriage lolx&lt;br /&gt;that would be so funny.&lt;br /&gt;today is a slack day. never do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised everyone is different. some people are weird some do strange things. some i don't understand some make me confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/krispykreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/krispykreme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tiana and lim !! for cheating us that they didn't buy anything back from krispy kremes. and for getting us the absolutely cute hats !! i loved them&lt;br /&gt;and also qiqi for making this photo although its my idea and my stupid pose. lolx&lt;br /&gt;so fat so fat !! ate so much last night. including delicious wedges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115944436986587552?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115944436986587552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115944436986587552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115944436986587552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115944436986587552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/imagine-to-be-married-at-18_28.html' title=''/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115942334252097175</id><published>2006-09-28T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T14:02:22.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>imagine to be married at 18.. thats like next year hah. what if i get an arranged marriage lolx&lt;br /&gt;that would be so funny.&lt;br /&gt;today is a slack day. never do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised everyone is different. some people are weird some do strange things. some i don't understand some make me confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/krispykreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/krispykreme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tiana and lim !! for cheating us that they didn't buy anything back from krispy kremes. and for getting us the absolutely cute hats !! i loved them&lt;br /&gt;and also qiqi for making this photo although its my idea and my stupid pose. lolx&lt;br /&gt;so fat so fat !! ate so much last night. including delicious wedges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115942334252097175?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-115942173452484775</id><published>2006-09-28T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:35:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my little bride</title><content type='html'>imagine to be married at 18.. thats like next year hah. what if i get an arranged marriage lolx&lt;br /&gt;that would be so funny.&lt;br /&gt;today is a slack day. never do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised everyone is different. some people are weird some do strange things. some i don't understand some make me confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/krispykreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/krispykreme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to tiana and lim !! for cheating us that they didn't buy anything back from krispy kremes. and for getting us the absolutely cute hats !! i loved them&lt;br /&gt;and also qiqi for making this photo although its my idea and my stupid pose. lolx&lt;br /&gt;so fat so fat !! ate so much last night. including delicious wedges&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115942173452484775?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115942173452484775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115942173452484775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115942173452484775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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we went to cut hair. went to this shop called ren do hair. so cute right. got cut by this jap guy he was so sweet. then we said we wouldn't mind going back to that shop cos we don't look too bad. compared to the 72 dollar shop teo asked us to cut at. i'm quite pleased with my 35 dollar cut. its not that bad i think. although andrew wong and all think i look better with my longer hair and my longer fringe. its quite cute lar. i cut my fringe short again. and cut away the pink parts of my hair. haven't got the photos yet . shall put them tmr. yes i will i will &lt;br /&gt;then at night the three of us went for supper. walked down flinders there and ate apple crumble and deluxe wedges. were the best wedges i ever ate. yummy. melted cheese and bacon bits.. and sour cream. whoo&lt;br /&gt;rocks man !&lt;br /&gt;feel so fatty bom bom now. blah . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching " my little bride" recently. so sweet lar the two of them. she's so hot and he's so so nice.&lt;br /&gt;can i marry him !! haha&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens, hold your head high and never run away from the situation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115938381028779666?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115938381028779666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115938381028779666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115938381028779666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115938381028779666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/repairing-hard-disk-and-first-hair-cut.html' title='repairing hard disk and first hair cut in melbourne !'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115919474910253681</id><published>2006-09-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T02:27:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my holidays in melbourne</title><content type='html'>my holidays here in melbourne started a week ago. &lt;br /&gt;the first thing we did was go on a trip to the great ocean road over the weekend. paid 130 dollars to get motion sickness and squash ourselves in a tiny bus and rush from one scenic spot to another. but also to spend a lot of valuable time with friends and get utterly refreshed by the great sea views and the glow worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny on saturday morning. cos we were supposed to meet at 9am at lincoln square. and us albert house people were late as usual. i was so scared that the bus had left without us know.. if not our money would have been wasted and they would probably have only 5 people on the bus ??&lt;br /&gt;but yeah we made it on time cos the bus driver went to the wrong place so he was late too .. hurr hurr&lt;br /&gt;so yeah we set off all excited and cramped in the tiny tiny bus. just nice to fit us in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCN2928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCN2928.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there the small bus and all of us on the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_0819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_0819.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us at the beginning of the tourist section of great ocean road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to see the twelve apostles. then went to this beach to see how tall it actually was. i went to play with the water being the only one in slippers and short pants and i lost my slipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1236.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats me before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1237.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats me in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1238.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats me after the wave took me slipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i managed to get it back thanks to a wonderful friend who grabbed it back when the waves brought it back. yupp jinsern tried to throw my other slipper into the sand. lucky he didn't&lt;br /&gt;so i still have both left and right slippers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp we did a lot of fun things. we went to stay at this dorm kinda thing and spent the night playing games and all. really got to know people better. especially people like lilian and steven cos i never really talked to them before but they're very VERY nice people although lilian lost her voice haha. poor thing. but she protected me and held onto my hand when i was scared going up and down the stairs which were very high and i made sure she didn't fall down at the rainforest at night. cos we went to this rainforest to look at glowworms. initially we used torchlights. but later we turned them off to have a better view of them. the darker and the quieter it was. the more worms lit up. they looked like stars in front of you. very preetty !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at the camp place was sper nice !!&lt;br /&gt;pumpkin soup and bread.. chicken and beef and peas and carrots and potatoes and pumpkin. woah so so so nice i tell you. so succulent and tender the meat and really tasty. so much better than the albert house we've been eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dinner !!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the photo but there's our bus driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hoho. we did a lot a lot of things during that trip. sang old songs for about an hour on the way back from the glow worms. took like a gazillion photos. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;an overall enjoyable trip. good to be spent with friends or family. but a generallylong journey and ride which was winding. but thats life right. sometimes you get a bit sick and the roads are never straight but you get to be with people who love and care for you and have a whole lot of fun at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now in the state library. its the first time i'm coming in here and its so pretty !! i think i wouldn't mind coming here to study for term4. or in the future. really nice and there's computers to use. hoho&lt;br /&gt;today was the opening of the new kirspy kremes in the city. we planned to wake up at 6am to go and queue up but ah haha no one did.. anyqway syafiq bought the girls a dozen and we all shared.. YUMMY !!! super nice i tell you/ especially the blueberry one which looked the ugliest but tasted one of the best. and the original one is sooo nice too. mm mmm..&lt;br /&gt;the jam ones and the others were quite weird so i still like blueberry and original THE BEST ~~~ whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn't finished yet but i'll finish it soon &lt;br /&gt;wednesday 270906&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115919474910253681?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115919474910253681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115919474910253681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115919474910253681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115919474910253681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-holidays-in-melbourne.html' title='my holidays in melbourne'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115798700323404575</id><published>2006-09-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:03:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha qiqi u lose !!</title><content type='html'>muah haha. qi just had a new word&lt;br /&gt;she wants me to protect the clock but then i'm not doing anything. finally beng decided to pass it to her. after much persuasion. qiqi you're losing cos beng is reading my blog !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qi has a new word . poderful !!&lt;br /&gt;its like milo being a new egg product and all&lt;br /&gt;qiqi has giant pimples on her face, while i have no pimples !! my face is shiny and smooth !!&lt;br /&gt;nia haha..&lt;br /&gt;she thinks beng wants to use her big name to tag my blog. &lt;br /&gt;beng u must be wang en fu yi but there's no en to wang so ... you can infer the rest !! heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qi i'm winnning !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115798700323404575?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115798700323404575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115798700323404575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115798700323404575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115798700323404575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-qiqi-u-lose.html' title='haha qiqi u lose !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115798508701843165</id><published>2006-09-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:31:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahas.. the quotes of the day</title><content type='html'>i am piggy but qi is piggier !!&lt;br /&gt;i am quite blur but qi is the most blur. (more blur than me)&lt;br /&gt;i am quite dirty but then qi is dirtier than me. &lt;br /&gt;i am messy but qi is messier&lt;br /&gt;i am greedy but qi is greedier ! muah hahas&lt;br /&gt;qiqi you cannot win ! if i don't lend u laptop no one will los. muah hahas. i will tell pong and janice and beng and wong not to lend you. hurr hurr. i will tell EVERYONE not to lend you hurrhurr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115798508701843165?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115798508701843165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115798508701843165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115798508701843165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115798508701843165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahas-quotes-of-day.html' title='hahas.. the quotes of the day'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115717877935878147</id><published>2006-09-02T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:32:59.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viral meningitis</title><content type='html'>hahas. the past two days i've been down with viral meningitis. boo. &lt;br /&gt;on thursday night my fever was like above 39 degrees for the whole night and didn't come down at all .. &lt;br /&gt;on friday when i went to see the doctor. she said i had viral meningitis. sounds really scary.   &lt;br /&gt;yupp. she said if i started to develop a rash then i should go to the hospital. but lucky i didn't&lt;br /&gt;and today i'm all better already after taking how many doses of that horrible tasting aspro. i never ever want to take it again man . although it helped to bring down my fever .boo&lt;br /&gt;i'm realy grateful to cheryl for tirelessly taking care of me while i was sick. and ben and czeyang for taking care of me late in the night during my high fever. and also everyone else for coming to visit me and pray for me thanks people !! X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115717877935878147?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115717877935878147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115717877935878147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115717877935878147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115717877935878147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/09/viral-meningitis.html' title='viral meningitis'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115660140436501972</id><published>2006-08-26T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:10:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate is a drug !!</title><content type='html'>i've been eating a lot of chocolate !! and its bad for my health. a revelation about chocolate. mostly thanks to lim is that chocolate only gives you a sugar high but then causes you to become really tired. and yeah its true. so chocolate isn't good for you. it just makes you feel good cos it tastes yummy. &lt;br /&gt;the bad thing is i think my body crashes. like now i'm getting a bad headache. and even after waking up. i don't feel better grrr.&lt;br /&gt;the worst part is that its got so much sugar and energy and fat and calories and all. so my body's gonna pay for it soon. its gonna be visible if i continue to eat so much chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;so from now on i'm promising myself not to have chocolate for a while till i feel a lot better&lt;br /&gt; THATS A PROMISE !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115660140436501972?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115660140436501972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115660140436501972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115660140436501972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115660140436501972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/chocolate-is-drug.html' title='chocolate is a drug !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115605980625832998</id><published>2006-08-20T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:43:26.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tong tong's favourite song</title><content type='html'>this is tong's favourite song. ahahs,&lt;br /&gt;http://www.eden.rutgers.edu/~weitang/chocolateice.mp3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115605980625832998?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115605980625832998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115605980625832998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605980625832998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605980625832998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/tong-tongs-favourite-song.html' title='tong tong&apos;s favourite song'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115605757843530685</id><published>2006-08-20T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T15:06:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about all the quizzes i took</title><content type='html'>ever wondered how quizzes always seem to be so accurate ??&lt;br /&gt;wow how do these people even make these quizzes in the first place ?&lt;br /&gt;like the values quiz and love quiz are quite accurate ..&lt;br /&gt;and even this what does the first letter of your name mean .. and when you're born and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;super cool i think..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115605757843530685?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115605757843530685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115605757843530685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605757843530685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605757843530685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/about-all-quizzes-i-took.html' title='about all the quizzes i took'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115605714471436525</id><published>2006-08-20T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T14:59:04.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting things</title><content type='html'>Does your name begin with: A&lt;br /&gt;U are not particularly romantic, but you are interested in action.You mean business. With you, what you see is what you get.You have no patience for flirting and can't be bothered with someone who is trying to be coy, cute, demure, and subtly enticing. You are an up-front person. You often don't get hints &amp; you ever pass any. Brains turn you on. You must feel that your partner is! intellectually stimulating, otherwise you will find it difficult to sustain the relationship. You require loving, cuddling, wining, and dining to know that you're being appreciated. Your mate's physical attractiveness is important for you. You tend to be very Practical, &amp; not very emotional Your choices are very good &amp; can only lead to trouble. You are very self satisfied &amp; egoistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: B&lt;br /&gt;You give off vibes of lazy sensuality. You enjoy being romanced, wined, and dined. You are very happy to receive gifts as an ____expression of the affection of your lover. You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. You are private in your ____expression of endearments, and particular when it comes to love. You will hold off until everything meets with your approval. You can control your appetite &amp; feelings. You require new sensations and experiences. You are willing to experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: C&lt;br /&gt;You are a very social individual, and it is important to you to have a relationship. You require closeness and togetherness. You want the object of your affection to be socially acceptable and good-looking. You see your lover as a friend and companion. You are very sensual, Needing someone to appreciate and almost worship you. When this cannot be achieved, you have the ability to hold out on affection until you receive this.. You are an expert at controlling your desires and doing without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: D&lt;br /&gt;Once you get it into your head that you want someone, you move full Steam ahead in your suit. You do not give up your quest easily. You are nurturing and caring. If someone has a problem, this turns you on. You are highly passionate, loyal, and intense in your involvement's, sometimes possessive and jealous. You are very sharp &amp; talented often with sense of humour. When people bother to look deep inside they cannot resist what they see. You are stimulated by the eccentric and unusual, having a free and open attitude. You get jealous of other people and lose your temper .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: E&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest need is to talk. If your date is not a good listener, you have trouble relating. A person must be intellectually stimulating or you are not interested sexually. You need a friend for a lover and a companion You hate disharmony and disruption, but you do enjoy a good argument once in a while-it seems to stir things up. You flirt a lot, for the challenge is more important. But once you give your heart away, you are uncompromisingly loyal. You will fall asleep with a good book. sometimes, in fact, you prefer a good book to a lover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: F&lt;br /&gt;You are idealistic and romantic, putting your lover on a pedestal. You look for the very best mate you can find. You are a flirt, yet once committed, you are very loyal. You are sensuous and privately passionate. Publicly, you can be showy, extravagant, and gallant. You are a born romantic. Dramatic love scenes are a favourite fantasy past time. You can be a very generous lover. ___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: G&lt;br /&gt;You are fastidious, seeking perfection within yourself and your lover. You respond to a lover who is yourintellectual equal or superior, and one who can enhance your status. You are sensuous and know how to reach the peak of stimulation, because you work at it meticulously. You can be extremely active-never tiring out. Your duties and responsibilities take precedence over everything else. You may have difficulty getting emotionally close to people. ___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: H&lt;br /&gt;You seek a mate who can enhance your zest for life ,fun &amp; everything You seek for. You will be very generous to your lover once you have Attained a commitment. You are very affectionate &amp; very strong. Your gifts are actually an investment in your partner. Before the commitment, though, you tend to be very careful with your every move and equally cautious in your involvement's often as you believe that you have to look out for yourself. You are a sensual and patient lover. You will hold off till everything meets your full approval. You are a perfectionist, hard to satisfy and strong in your beliefs. Not influential, you always stand your ground. People can always count on you to stand by them in a crisis. You are a dreamer with/ a passion for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: I (mran)&lt;br /&gt;You have a great need to be loved, appreciated... even worshiped. You enjoy luxury, sensuality, and pleasures of the flesh. You like necking spend hours just touching feeling &amp; exploring. You look for lovers who know what they are doing. You are not interested in an amateur, unless that amateur wants a tutor. You are fussy and exacting about having your desires satisfied. You are willing to experiment and try new modes of ____expression. You bore easily and thus require adventure and change. Your commitments don't last very long &amp; you often tend to stray. Loyalty is not one of your strong points. You are more sensual than sexual, but you are sometimes downright lustful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: J&lt;br /&gt;You are blessed with a great deal of physical energy. When used for a good cause there is nothing to stop you, except maybe that they aren't always used for the good. (you could dance all night.) You respond to the thrill of the chase and the challenge of the mating game.You can carry on great romances in your head. At heart you are a roamer and need to set out on your own every so often. You will carry on long- distance relationships with ease. You are idealistic and need to believe in love. You have a need to be nurtured deep within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: K&lt;br /&gt;You are secretive, self-contained, and shy. You are very sexy, sensual, and passionate, but you do not let on to this. Only in intimate privacy will this part of your nature reveal itself. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert. You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don't fool around. You have the patience to wait for the right person to come along. You are very generous &amp; giving, often selfless. You are kind-natured &amp; sweet, which is found to be attractive by many. You are a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: L&lt;br /&gt;You can be very romantic, attached to the glamour of love. Having a partner is of paramount importance to you. You are free in your ____expression of love and are willing to take chances, try new sexual experiences and partners, provided it's all in good taste. Brains turn you on. You must feel that your partner is intellectually stimulating, otherwise you will find it difficult to sustain the relationship. You require loving, cuddling, wining, and dining to know that you're being appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: M&lt;br /&gt;You may appear innocent, unassuming and shy; but we know that Appearances can lie. When it comes to sex, you are no novice but something of a skilled technician. You can easily go to extremes, though, running the gamut from insatiability to boredom with the whole idea of love. You can be highly critical of you mate, seeking perfection in both of you. It is not easy to find someone who can meet your standards. You have difficulty expressing emotions and drawing close to lovers. You are often selfish, thinking you are always right no matter what. You never give in. Winning is your prime desire- at any cost. You often forget friends and family and you live for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: N&lt;br /&gt;You are emotional and intense. When involved in a relationship, you Throw your entire being into it. Nothing stops you; there are no holds barred. You are all-consuming and crave someone who is equally passionate and intense. You believe in total freedom. You are willing to try anything and everything. Your supply of energy is inexhaustible. You want to be pampered and know how to pamper your mate. You also enjoy mothering your mate. You often have the greatest love affairs all by yourself, in your head. You are very imaginative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: O&lt;br /&gt;You are very interested in fun activities yet secretive and shy about your desires. You can re-channel much of your energy into making money and/or seeking we. You can easily have extended periods of celibacy. You are a passionate, compassionate lover, requiring the same qualities From your mate. Love is serious business; thus you demand intensity, diversity and is willing to try anything or anyone. Sometimes your passions turn to possessiveness, which must be kept in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: P&lt;br /&gt;You are very conscious of social proprieties. You wouldn't think of Doing anything that might harm your image or Reputation. Appearances count. Therefore, you require a good-looking partner. You also require an intelligent partner. Oddly enough, you may view your partner as your enemy...a good fight stimulates those vibes. You are relatively free of hang- ups.You are willing to experiment and try new ways of doing things.You are very social and sensual; you enjoy flirting and need a good deal of physical gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: Q&lt;br /&gt;You require constant activity and stimulation. You have tremendous physical energy. It is not easy for a partner to keep up with you. You are an enthusiastic lover and tend to be attracted to people because of their ethnic groups. You need romance, hearts and flowers, and conversation to turn you on and keep you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: R&lt;br /&gt;You are a no-nonsense, action-oriented individual. You need someone who can keep pace with you and who is your intellectual equal-the smarter the better. You are turned on more quickly by a great mind than by a great body. However, physical attractiveness is not very important to you. You have to be proved to be worthy for a partner. You have a need to prove yourself the best. You want feedback on your performance. You are open, stimulating &amp; romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: S&lt;br /&gt;For you, it is pleasure before business. You can be romantically idealistic to a fault and is capable of much sensuality. But you never loose control of your emotions. Once you make the commitment you stick like glue. You could get jealous and possessive. You tend to be very selfish often regarding yourself as the only human being on the planet.. You like being the centre of attention. You are very caring sensitive, private &amp; sometimes very passive. Turned on by soft lights, romantic thoughts. When it gets down to the nitty-gritty, you are an expert. You know all the little tricks of the trade, can play any role, or any game, and take your love life very seriously. You don't fool around. You have the patience to wait for the rightperson to come along. You are very generous &amp; giving, often selfless. You are kind nature &amp; sweet which is found to be attractive by many . You are a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: T&lt;br /&gt;You are very sensitive, private &amp; sometimes very passive. You like someone who takes the lead. You get turned on by music, soft lights &amp; romantic thoughts. You fantasize &amp; tend to fall in &amp; out of love soon. When in love you are romantic, idealistic, mushy &amp; extremely. You enjoy having your senses &amp; your feelings stimulated, titillated &amp; teased. You are a great flirt. You can make your relationships fit your dreams, all in your own head. Once you put your mind to something you manage to stand by it and see your dreams through. You aren't very good at expressing your feelings. You like things your own way. You do not like change, you like to hold on to things. This may not always be good because if given an opportunity things may develop into great things. You work your way to the top. Attention must be given to what others say because even though yo u don't want to hear it their advice may turn out to save your life. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: U&lt;br /&gt;You are enthusiastic &amp; at your happiest when in love. When not in love you're in love with love and always looking for someone to adore. You see romance as challenge. You are a roamer &amp; needs adventure, excitement freedom. You enjoy giving gifts &amp; looking good. You are willing to put others feelings above yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: V&lt;br /&gt;You are individualistic &amp; you need freedom, space &amp; excitement. You wait till you know someone well before committing yourself. Knowing someone means psyching her/him out. You feel a need to get into his/her head to see what makes him tick. You are attracted to eccentric types. You believe that age is no barrier. You are good at responding to danger, fear &amp; suspense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: W&lt;br /&gt;You are very proud, determined &amp; refuses to take no for an answer when it come to love. Your ego is at stake all the time. You are romantic, idealistic, often in love with love itself, not seeing your partner for who she or he really is. You feel deeply about love &amp; tends to throw all of your self into a relationship. Nothing is too good for your lover. You like playing love games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: X&lt;br /&gt;You need constant stimulation because you get bored quickly. You can handle more than 1 relationship at a time with ease. You can't shut off your mind. You can do 2 things at once. You are very talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: Y&lt;br /&gt;You are sensual &amp; very independent. If you can't have it your way, you will forget the whole thing. You want to control your relationships which doesn't work out too well. You respond to physical stimulation. However if you can make money you will give up the pleasures of the flesh for the moment. You have a need to prove yourself the best. You want feedback on your performance. You are open, stimulating &amp; romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does your name begin with: Z&lt;br /&gt;You are very romantic but show feels that to love means to suffer. You wind up serving your mate &amp; attracting people who have unusual trouble. You see yourself as a lover's saviour.&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious and serious&lt;br /&gt; Loves to teach and be taught&lt;br /&gt; Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses&lt;br /&gt; Likes to criticize&lt;br /&gt; Hardworking and productive&lt;br /&gt;Smart, neat and organised&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive and has deep thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt; Rather reserved&lt;br /&gt;Highly attentive&lt;br /&gt;Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds&lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love&lt;br /&gt;Loves children&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Needs to improve social abilities&lt;br /&gt; Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY &lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts&lt;br /&gt; Loves reality and abstract&lt;br /&gt; Intelligent and clever&lt;br /&gt;Changing personality&lt;br /&gt; Temperamental&lt;br /&gt; Quiet, shy and humble&lt;br /&gt; Low self esteem&lt;br /&gt; Honest and loyal&lt;br /&gt; Determined to reach goals&lt;br /&gt; Loves freedom&lt;br /&gt; Rebellious when restricted&lt;br /&gt; Loves aggressiveness&lt;br /&gt; Too sensitive and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt; Showing anger easily&lt;br /&gt; Dislike unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt; Loves making friends but rarely shows it&lt;br /&gt; Daring and stubborn&lt;br /&gt; Ambitious&lt;br /&gt; Realising dreams and hopes&lt;br /&gt; Sharp&lt;br /&gt; Loves entertainment and leisure&lt;br /&gt; Romantic on the inside not outside&lt;br /&gt; Superstitious and ludicrous&lt;br /&gt; Spendthrift&lt;br /&gt; Learns to show emotions &lt;br /&gt;MARCH&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality&lt;br /&gt; Affectionate&lt;br /&gt;Shy and reserved&lt;br /&gt; Secretive&lt;br /&gt; Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Loves peace and serenity&lt;br /&gt; Sensitive to others&lt;br /&gt; Loves to serve others&lt;br /&gt; Not easily angered&lt;br /&gt; Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt; Appreciative and returns kindness&lt;br /&gt; Observant and assess others &lt;br /&gt; Revengeful&lt;br /&gt; Loves to dream and fantasize&lt;br /&gt;Loves travelling&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Hasty decisions in choosing partners&lt;br /&gt;Loves home decors&lt;br /&gt;Musically talented&lt;br /&gt;Loves special things&lt;br /&gt;Moody&lt;br /&gt;APRIL&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic&lt;br /&gt;Decisive and haste but tends to regret&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Diplomatic&lt;br /&gt;Consoling&lt;br /&gt;Friendly and solves people's problems&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Suave and generous&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Revengeful&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive&lt;br /&gt;Hasty&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Moving&lt;br /&gt;Motivate oneself and the others&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually of the head and chest&lt;br /&gt;Easily get too jealous&lt;br /&gt;MAY&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Attracts others and loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Deep feelings&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;Firm standpoint&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced&lt;br /&gt;Needs no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Systematic (left brain)&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck&lt;br /&gt;Good imagination&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Good physical&lt;br /&gt;Weak breathing&lt;br /&gt;Loves literature and the arts&lt;br /&gt;Loves travelling&lt;br /&gt;Dislike being at home&lt;br /&gt;Restless&lt;br /&gt;Not having many children&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;High spirited&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift&lt;br /&gt;JUNE&lt;br /&gt;Thinks far with vision&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced by kindness&lt;br /&gt;Polite and soft-spoken&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of ideas&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Active mind&lt;br /&gt;Hesitating&lt;br /&gt;Tends to delay&lt;br /&gt;Choosy and always wants the best&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental&lt;br /&gt; Funny and humorous&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt; Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make friends&lt;br /&gt;Abiding&lt;br /&gt;Able to show character&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Prone to getting colds&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;br /&gt;Easily bored&lt;br /&gt;Fussy&lt;br /&gt;Seldom show emotions&lt;br /&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt&lt;br /&gt;Brand conscious&lt;br /&gt;Executive&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;Those who loves me are enemies&lt;br /&gt;Those who hates me are friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed&lt;br /&gt;Has reputation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Honest&lt;br /&gt;Concern about people's feelings&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Approachable&lt;br /&gt;Very emotional&lt;br /&gt; Unpredictable and temperamental&lt;br /&gt;Moody and easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;Witty and sarky&lt;br /&gt;Sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Neither forgives nor forgets&lt;br /&gt;Caring and loving&lt;br /&gt;Strong sense of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Judge people through observations&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Always broods about the past and the old friends&lt;br /&gt; Likes to be quiet&lt;br /&gt;Waits for friends&lt;br /&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt and takes long to recover&lt;br /&gt;Overly concerned&lt;br /&gt;Puts in effort in work&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Suave and caring&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless&lt;br /&gt;Firm and has leadership qualities&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to console others&lt;br /&gt;Too generous and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride of oneself&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty for praises&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary spirit&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered&lt;br /&gt;Angry when provoked&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Observant&lt;br /&gt; Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt; Thinks quickly&lt;br /&gt;Independent thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Loves to lead and to be led&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;Talented in the arts, music and defence&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive but not petty&lt;br /&gt;Poor resistance against illnesses&lt;br /&gt;Learns to relax&lt;br /&gt;Hasty and rushy&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make friends&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising&lt;br /&gt;Careful, cautious and organised&lt;br /&gt;Likes to point out people's mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Likes to criticize&lt;br /&gt;Quiet but able to talk well&lt;br /&gt;Calm and cool&lt;br /&gt;Kind and sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;Concerned and detailed&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy, loyal and honest&lt;br /&gt;Does work well&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Thinking&lt;br /&gt;Good memory&lt;br /&gt;Clever and knowledgeable&lt;br /&gt;Loves to look for information&lt;br /&gt;Must control oneself when criticising&lt;br /&gt;Able to motivate oneself&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Loves sports, leisure and travelling&lt;br /&gt;Hardly shows emotions&lt;br /&gt;Tends to bottle up feelings&lt;br /&gt;Choosy especially in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Loves wide things&lt;br /&gt;Systematic&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat&lt;br /&gt; Loves those who loves him&lt;br /&gt;Loves to takes things at the centre&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and suave&lt;br /&gt;Inner and physical beauty&lt;br /&gt;Does not lie or pretend&lt;br /&gt;Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt; Treats friends importantly&lt;br /&gt;Always making friends&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt but recovers easily&lt;br /&gt;Bad tempered&lt;br /&gt; Selfish&lt;br /&gt;Seldom helps unless asked&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt; Very opinionated&lt;br /&gt;Does not care of what others think&lt;br /&gt;Emotional&lt;br /&gt;Decisive&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt; Loves to travel, the arts and literature&lt;br /&gt;Soft-spoken, loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Touchy and easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;Concerned&lt;br /&gt;Loves outdoors&lt;br /&gt; Just and fair&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift and easily influenced&lt;br /&gt;Easily lose confidence&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Has a lot of ideas&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to fathom&lt;br /&gt; Thinks forward&lt;br /&gt;Unique and brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary ideas&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thinking&lt;br /&gt; Fine and strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;Can become good doctors&lt;br /&gt;Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt;Dynamic in personality&lt;br /&gt;Secretive&lt;br /&gt;Inquisitive&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to dig secrets&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking&lt;br /&gt;Less talkative but amiable&lt;br /&gt;Brave and generous&lt;br /&gt;Patient&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;br /&gt;If there is a will, there is a way&lt;br /&gt; Determined&lt;br /&gt;Never give up&lt;br /&gt;Hardly become angry unless provoked&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Thinks differently from others&lt;br /&gt;Sharp-minded&lt;br /&gt;Motivates oneself&lt;br /&gt;Does not appreciates praises&lt;br /&gt;High-spirited&lt;br /&gt; Well-built and tough&lt;br /&gt;Deep love and emotions&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Uncertain in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Homely&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;High abilities&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Honest and keeps secrets&lt;br /&gt;Not able to control emotions&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable &lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;br /&gt;Patriotic&lt;br /&gt;Active in games and interactions&lt;br /&gt;Impatient and hasty&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;Influential in organizations&lt;br /&gt;Loves to socialize&lt;br /&gt;Loves praises&lt;br /&gt;Loves attention&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Honest and trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Not pretending&lt;br /&gt;Short tempered and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride in oneself&lt;br /&gt;Hates restrictions&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Logical&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Aries are naturally active and vibrant people and they have affinity for such people too . You will have to increase your pace to be in step with them. Remember they leave tortoises and snails way behind without even glancing at them once. They like and appreciate frank and straightforward persons. With them you can be your true self that is no pretenses (but don`t try your luck being over frank-they are volatile). If you are in love with Ram then you have to show your enthusiasm in all there activities (you can always yawn later!). &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Do not tell an Aries that s/he may be wrong lest you may stir a storm in a teacup. But instead do what you feel is right and of course do not take the credit for the work done well. Aries people are very faithful and passionate lovers. Do not give air to the smoldering fire within them by making them jealous. No flirtations or fooling around with others in their presence unless of course you wish to write your death wish (you will be granted!). &lt;br /&gt;Taurus &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Stability and dependability characterize Taurus. They like people who can blend and grow with them. If you have a Taurus partner you should appreciate all things bright and beautiful. They have an inherent artistic sense and are fond of color and music. Judge the life with them from purely materialistic point of view. Enjoy everything luxurious that money can provide. Enjoy good food (better if you can cook to please them) and good drinks with them. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Taurus is very slow to anger (in fact you may spend the whole life with them and still no spark) but you should not push your luck too much. Being unreasonable or aggressive with them may get you into trouble. Do not press him into a corner and if you do be prepared for a violent rage. Taurus is capable of violent outbursts though this is on very rare occasions. If you have a roving eye forget it because Taurus have can take the cake when it comes to being possessive. They can be suffocating when being possessive about you. &lt;br /&gt;Gemini &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Gemini is a highly intellectual and versatile person. If you have a Gemini partner you have to match your wits with his wits to keep the zing in the relation. They want to be mentally stimulated so you have to be good in conversing. Your sense of humor will get you a permanent residence place in the heart of a Gemini. Be more communicative with them and if you are good in this then you will never know how hours pass by with you holding each other`s hand. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Gemini`s like to do many things at the same time so if unfortunately you are the types who is looking for stability you may get disappointed. Do not hold back a Gemini or you may lose him, as they are restless and need change in life constantly. You should try to adopt yourself with the ever-changing Gemini. Orthodox or conservative old fashion ideas are no-no in their dictionary. Change with the ever-changing Gemini and do not flow against the current. &lt;br /&gt;Cancer &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Try to adapt yourself with the changing moods of the Cancer. At one moment they may be laughing and enjoying and in another moment they may cry or sulk. You may have to adjust with the moody and sensitive Cancer. They are like the tides in the ocean always fluctuating. Cancer people love food so if you know how to cook and can be poetic and romantic (added Bonus) then you know the way to their heart. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Cancerians are very sensitive people and can get easily hurt. So do not play with their emotions and sentiments. They are like tides that can take you with it. They form emotional bonds with even inanimate things too so do not ask them to discard old caps or souvenirs these things hold special meaning to them. You have to realize that the crabs have soft heart and are vulnerable. Do not contradict their tested line of thought and action it would only lead to confusion. &lt;br /&gt;Leo &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;If you have Leo partner respect him and his majestic manners. Accept the advice of Leo, the lion, as he is the king of the jungle. It is the sign of a showman so if your partner does everything in grand style enjoy it. Do lavish Leo`s frequently with compliments and see them purr like a cat. They fall easily for flattery and want to be center of attraction of all eyes (sometimes they can be quiet theatrical too). &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Never ever hurt the ego of a Leo. Pride, ego and vanity are some of the bags all Leo`s always carry with them. Do not touch these bags. An authoritative Leo is even more difficult to handle in such circumstances. Leo is a sunny sign so they do not like people who are gloomy or depressed. Even if you are crying at heart keep a sunny smile on your lips and then let lion take the charge and remove all worries from your life. &lt;br /&gt;Virgo &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Virgo`s are very methodical and have great sense of duty but are blind to their own faults so if you have a Virgo partner emphasize more on their qualities (as it is they are not going to accept). Take keen interest in what they are doing and you will realize that they will go out of their way to help you. Do rely and appreciate their mental powers than physical powers. They can turn even an unsuccessful venture into a success. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Do not push a Virgo into limelight or on the center stage unless of course they do so on there own. They are shy and reserved by nature and do not like to be cynosure of all eyes. Virgo`s have a secrets that virtuous as they are would not like to come out in open so even if you have the key to their secret skeleton closet hide it do not admit even that you know anything about it. Virgo, the virgins, does not want to tarnish their public image. &lt;br /&gt;Libra &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Libra needs peace and harmony in all their relationship so help them maintain that. Venus the ruling planet gives them beauty and they have weakness for people who can compliment them about their beauty (you will not have to make an effort to do that anyway). You can help Libra seek union and partnership in life. If you have Libra partner you can be sure to share beautiful and pleasurable moments together. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Libra is kind and gentle soul but very argumentative. Hence do not start an argument or discussion unless of course you are free and do not know how to pass your time. They hate to lose and most probably in between of discussion they may change their side too (remember scales can tilt) and still continue arguing from other side. Do not push your Libra partner into making decisions. They will keep weighing pros and cons and may still not be able to come to any decision. Have patience! &lt;br /&gt;Scorpio &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Scorpio`s are full of passion and zest for life. They have tremendous drive that can involve you too. Tune in to their wavelength and you can enjoy the harmony and music in life with them. Scorpio`s are loyal and never forget a kind deed done by you. If you want to enjoy life with your Scorpio lover share their passion and intensity and you will be fascinated by how beautiful life can be with them. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Scorpio`s are very passionate and intense but they are also fiercely possessive and would like to possess your mind, body and soul. Do not let seeds of jealousy grow in them because then you may have to suffer agonies of jealousy and discontentment in life. Scorpio`s have explosive tempers be careful how you handle them. They never let anyone know what is going on in their mind till they strike and you may be caught unawares. Do not flirt around in the presence of your Scorpio lover. &lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius is basically a happy go lucky kind. You can enjoy with their zest and enthusiasm in life. They can bubble with excitement that can be tangible at times. And if you share same interests and hobbies then life can be great fun together. They are frank and straightforward so if you want some truthful opinion about anything or anyone goes to them. Be optimistic as they are and view life as glass half full. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Sagittarius is fiercely independent and cannot tolerate restriction hence do not try to hold them back in life. Let them enjoy their freedom because if you hold any special place in their heart they will always come back for you. Do not feel irritated by the exaggeration in their speech. They may go on and on talking about certain things that may not even interest you but it is their way of trying to communicate with you. They are basically frank and outspoken (to the point of being rude) so do not feel offended by their talks. &lt;br /&gt;Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Capricorn are strong and dependable hence if you want to put your money on anyone it is of course this zodiac sign no matter how many difficulties (that incidentally are many) The goat has to undertake to achieve the goals. They are practical and conservative in their outlook and they expect you to blend in their color. They set certain standards for themselves in their life and they will always try to maintain those standards. For them social status and image is very important in life. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Do not expect a Capricorn mate to open their heart and pour everything to you. They are very secretive and reserved people. They are very thorough in all their affairs and hate any kind of sloppiness. Capricorn is very tightfisted and economical. Do not expect lavish gifts from them and if they do give you any gift (that is very rare) it will have some practical use (no romance please) but that does not mean you will be deprived of anything on the contrary you will be well provided. &lt;br /&gt;Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Aquarius are friendly and fascinating people. They have in-depth knowledge about various subjects and you can converse with them for hours without getting bored. They are capable of giving a lot of love that can be amazing. They have very broad outlook about life and you can relax in their presence. They will always welcome your ideas and actions about humanitarian causes. To keep an Aquarians lover interested you must possess that mysterious and intriguing quality. Once hooked they will always be very faithful to you. &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Do not expect or plan a normal, simple and predictable life with an Aquarius partner. Aquarius people are totally unpredictable. They can go to any direction without giving any advance notice. They are basically very restless and get very easily bored. Though they are very friendly but do not expect them to reveal their inner most feelings to you (they will never). They can be very detached and impersonal that you may find very strange. Do not be surprised by this unpredictable quality that may crop up often &lt;br /&gt;Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons &lt;br /&gt;Pisces are very sensitive and charming people. If you are looking for someone who is understanding and can understand your feelings then you have met the right person. You should appreciate their feelings too and in the time when you need them they will help you. Pisces have keenly developed sixth sense and have great intuitive powers. Their hunches may usually be on the mark. But they can exhaust their physical and mental energies. They are born dreamers and you can build palaces with your dream lover (only in real life it may become a little difficult preposition). &lt;br /&gt;Turn offs &lt;br /&gt;Pisces are dreamers and you should not expect them to have worldly ambitions. They are not materialistic in nature. It is not that they like living below the poverty line but they have no earnest desire to accumulate wealth. They are very sensitive and you have to be always careful about their feelings. The fishes are capable of drowning you in their tears (even men born under this sign). Pisces people are very intuitive but do not depend on them to make decision on important matters &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;GET A PIECE OF PAPER AND NUMBER IT 1-10. &lt;br /&gt;(NO CHEATING) &lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT SHADE OF HAIR DO YOU HAVE?: &lt;br /&gt;a. DARK &lt;br /&gt;b. LIGHT &lt;br /&gt;2. IF YOU WERE OUT ON A DATE WOULD YOU WANT TO: &lt;br /&gt;a. GO TO A PARTY &lt;br /&gt;b. GO OUT TO EAT &lt;br /&gt;3. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR OUT OF: &lt;br /&gt;a. PINK &lt;br /&gt;b. YELLOW &lt;br /&gt;c. BABY-BLUE &lt;br /&gt;d. SEA-FOAMGREEN &lt;br /&gt;4. PICK YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIE OUT OF: &lt;br /&gt;a. SURFING &lt;br /&gt;b. SKATING &lt;br /&gt;c. SKIING &lt;br /&gt;5. IF YOU COULD PICK A STORE BETWEEN THESE WHICH WOULD YOU PICK?: &lt;br /&gt;a. OLD NAVY &lt;br /&gt;b. PACIFIC SUNWEAR &lt;br /&gt;c. VICTORIA'S SECRET &lt;br /&gt;6. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE STATE OUT OF: &lt;br /&gt;a. CALIFORNIA &lt;br /&gt;b. FLORIDA &lt;br /&gt;c. OHIO &lt;br /&gt;7. IN THE SUMMER WOULD YOU RATHER GO TO: &lt;br /&gt;a. THE BEACH &lt;br /&gt;b. GO SOMEWHERE COOLER &lt;br /&gt;8. WHATS YOUR BIRTHDAY MONTH? &lt;br /&gt;a. January &lt;br /&gt;b. Febuary &lt;br /&gt;c. March &lt;br /&gt;d. April &lt;br /&gt;e. May &lt;br /&gt;f. June &lt;br /&gt;g. July &lt;br /&gt;h. August &lt;br /&gt;i. September &lt;br /&gt;j. October &lt;br /&gt;k. November &lt;br /&gt;l. December &lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU RATHER: &lt;br /&gt;a. CHILL AT HOME &lt;br /&gt;b. GO OUT WITH FRIENDS &lt;br /&gt;10. NAME A PERSON OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. &lt;br /&gt;---=====MAKE A WISH=====--- &lt;br /&gt;*start now* &lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;br /&gt;********************* &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;********************** &lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;****************** &lt;br /&gt;**************** &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;********** &lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;br /&gt;**** &lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;***** &lt;br /&gt;********* &lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;**************** &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;********************* &lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;********************** &lt;br /&gt;*************** &lt;br /&gt;****************** &lt;br /&gt;**************** &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;********** &lt;br /&gt;********** &lt;br /&gt;**** &lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;******* &lt;br /&gt;******* &lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;********** &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;**************** &lt;br /&gt;****************** &lt;br /&gt;********************* &lt;br /&gt;*********************** &lt;br /&gt;********************** &lt;br /&gt;******************** &lt;br /&gt;****************** &lt;br /&gt;**************** &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;************** &lt;br /&gt;******** &lt;br /&gt;***STOP!*** &lt;br /&gt;*ANSWERS* &lt;br /&gt;1. a- dark: sexy &lt;br /&gt;b- light: sweet &lt;br /&gt;2. a- go to a party: playful &lt;br /&gt;b- go out to eat: romantic &lt;br /&gt;3. a- pink: cute &lt;br /&gt;b- yellow: loud &lt;br /&gt;c- baby-blue: cool &lt;br /&gt;d- sea-green: horny &lt;br /&gt;4. a- surfing: active &lt;br /&gt;b- skating: determined &lt;br /&gt;c- sking: daring &lt;br /&gt;5. a- old navy: preppy &lt;br /&gt;b- pacific sunwear: fun &lt;br /&gt;c- victoria's secret: sexy &lt;br /&gt;6. a- California: you like being around people &lt;br /&gt;b- Florida: party time in the Heat &lt;br /&gt;c- Ohio: quiet, likes the cold &lt;br /&gt;7. a- beach: tan likes the sun &lt;br /&gt;b- somewhere cooler: pale and original &lt;br /&gt;8. a- January: popular &lt;br /&gt;b- February: lovely &lt;br /&gt;c- March: loud &lt;br /&gt;d- April: playful &lt;br /&gt;e- May: chills a lot &lt;br /&gt;f- June: happy &lt;br /&gt;g- July: smooth &lt;br /&gt;h- August: fun &lt;br /&gt;i- September: quiet &lt;br /&gt;j- October: out going &lt;br /&gt;k- November: pimpin it &lt;br /&gt;l- December: warm &lt;br /&gt;9. a- Home: boring &lt;br /&gt;b- Go out with friends: crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115605714471436525?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115605714471436525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115605714471436525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605714471436525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115605714471436525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/interesting-things.html' title='interesting things'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115593486004682471</id><published>2006-08-19T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T05:01:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing better to do at 6.41 am</title><content type='html'>1. Start Time: 0641&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: shyanne&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: shaaye&lt;br /&gt;4. If u were a skittle what color would you&lt;br /&gt;be? green&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair color:mix of brown, black, gold, pink-ish bleach stuff.. one big mess&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;7. Height: 158cm *yes i know i'm short&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Color: orange,purple,yellow,red,pink all happy colors !&lt;br /&gt;9. glasses?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;10. Braces?: never. though i want to&lt;br /&gt;11. Piercing/tattoos?: just a pair on my ears&lt;br /&gt;12. Area code: 3053 australia u see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******HAVE YOU EVER******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cut your own hair?: yes -all disasters&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you do something in the past month&lt;br /&gt;that you regret?: yes&lt;br /&gt;15. Kissed someone who isn't ur g/f or b/f?: no&lt;br /&gt;17. Bungee jumped?: no but i want to &lt;br /&gt;18. Had sex outside?: no&lt;br /&gt;19. Dumped someone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Been arrested?: no&lt;br /&gt;21. Won something?: yes&lt;br /&gt;22. Been rejected?: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;23. Been to a funeral?: a long time ago. my grandfather's&lt;br /&gt;24. Used a lighter?: yuppers. got burnt many times too&lt;br /&gt;25. Been on stage?: X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FAVORITE*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Food: i love food !!&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor: hmm.. green tea/ choc mint/ cookies and cream&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s): HOI ! yah right&lt;br /&gt;38. Person? lots of people&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s): to kill a mockingbird, harry potter etc&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s): spongebob movie  ! 50first dates the way home charlie's angels&lt;br /&gt;44. Park?: carlton gardens - for now&lt;br /&gt;46. Place: my bed &lt;br /&gt;47. Sport to watch: golf&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s): S H Y A N E  and U&lt;br /&gt;51. Restaurant: ...&lt;br /&gt;52. Cartoon Character(s): Spongebob patrick all the rugrats stitch &lt;br /&gt;53. TV Station(s): &lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son: jason&lt;br /&gt;55. Name for a daughter: madeleine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**DO YOU PREFER**&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla?: chocolate !! actually both&lt;br /&gt;58. Long relationships or one night stands: long relationships&lt;br /&gt;59. Dogs or Cats: both&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies?: both&lt;br /&gt;61. Short hair or long: both&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits?: bacon bits !&lt;br /&gt;63. Kissing or hugging: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO MIND**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans: burritos&lt;br /&gt;65. School: exams&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass: gardeners&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow: MOOO&lt;br /&gt;68. Canada: terrance and philip&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands: bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THE PAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie?: DVD, yes. &lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried?: yes&lt;br /&gt;74. Threw up?: no&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water?: yes&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs?: no&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine?: two pages of LOTR ??&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV?: no&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror?: yes- who's that pretty girl i saw ?&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower?: yes&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture? yes&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music?: yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;85. Told someone you liked them?: like as in like .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time finished :0649&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude i have nothing better to do. good night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115593486004682471?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115593486004682471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115593486004682471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115593486004682471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115593486004682471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothing-better-to-do-at-641-am_19.html' title='nothing better to do at 6.41 am'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115593452632069742</id><published>2006-08-19T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T04:55:26.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing better to do at 6.41 am</title><content type='html'>1. Start Time: 0641&lt;br /&gt;2. Name: shyanne&lt;br /&gt;3. Nickname: shaaye&lt;br /&gt;4. If u were a skittle what color would you&lt;br /&gt;be? green&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair color:mix of brown, black, gold, pink-ish bleach stuff.. one big mess&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye color: black&lt;br /&gt;7. Height: 158cm *yes i know i'm short&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite Color: orange,purple,yellow,red,pink all happy colors !&lt;br /&gt;9. glasses?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;10. Braces?: never. though i want to&lt;br /&gt;11. Piercing/tattoos?: just a pair on my ears&lt;br /&gt;12. Area code: 3053 australia u see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******HAVE YOU EVER******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Cut your own hair?: yes -all disasters&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you do something in the past month&lt;br /&gt;that you regret?: yes&lt;br /&gt;15. Kissed someone who isn't ur g/f or b/f?: no&lt;br /&gt;17. Bungee jumped?: no but i want to &lt;br /&gt;18. Had sex outside?: no&lt;br /&gt;19. Dumped someone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Been arrested?: no&lt;br /&gt;21. Won something?: yes&lt;br /&gt;22. Been rejected?: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;23. Been to a funeral?: a long time ago. my grandfather's&lt;br /&gt;24. Used a lighter?: yuppers. got burnt many times too&lt;br /&gt;25. Been on stage?: X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****FAVORITE*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Food: i love food !!&lt;br /&gt;36. Ice cream flavor: hmm.. green tea/ choc mint/ cookies and cream&lt;br /&gt;37. School subject(s): HOI ! yah right&lt;br /&gt;38. Person? lots of people&lt;br /&gt;41. Book(s): to kill a mockingbird, harry potter etc&lt;br /&gt;42. Movie(s): spongebob movie  ! 50first dates the way home charlie's angels&lt;br /&gt;44. Park?: carlton gardens - for now&lt;br /&gt;46. Place: my bed &lt;br /&gt;47. Sport to watch: golf&lt;br /&gt;50. Letter(s): S H Y A N E  and U&lt;br /&gt;51. Restaurant: ...&lt;br /&gt;52. Cartoon Character(s): Spongebob patrick all the rugrats stitch &lt;br /&gt;53. TV Station(s): &lt;br /&gt;54. Name for a son: jason&lt;br /&gt;55. Name for a daughter: madeleine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**DO YOU PREFER**&lt;br /&gt;56. Chocolate or Vanilla?: chocolate !! actually both&lt;br /&gt;58. Long relationships or one night stands: long relationships&lt;br /&gt;59. Dogs or Cats: both&lt;br /&gt;60. Scary movies or comedies?: both&lt;br /&gt;61. Short hair or long: both&lt;br /&gt;62. Croutons or bacon bits?: bacon bits !&lt;br /&gt;63. Kissing or hugging: both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**FIRST THINGS THAT COME TO MIND**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Mexicans: burritos&lt;br /&gt;65. School: exams&lt;br /&gt;66. Grass: gardeners&lt;br /&gt;67. Cow: MOOO&lt;br /&gt;68. Canada: terrance and philip&lt;br /&gt;70. Hands: bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THE PAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Watched a movie?: DVD, yes. &lt;br /&gt;72. Talked on the phone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;73. Cried?: yes&lt;br /&gt;74. Threw up?: no&lt;br /&gt;75. Drank a glass of water?: yes&lt;br /&gt;76. Done Drugs?: no&lt;br /&gt;77. Read a book or magazine?: two pages of LOTR ??&lt;br /&gt;78. Watched TV?: no&lt;br /&gt;79. Looked in the mirror?: yes- who's that pretty girl i saw ?&lt;br /&gt;80. Taken a shower?: yes&lt;br /&gt;81. Taken a picture? yes&lt;br /&gt;82. Listened to music?: yes&lt;br /&gt;83. Kissed someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;85. Told someone you liked them?: like as in like .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time finished :0649&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude i have nothing better to do. good night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115593452632069742?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115593452632069742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115593452632069742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115593452632069742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115593452632069742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothing-better-to-do-at-641-am.html' title='nothing better to do at 6.41 am'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115591870367517544</id><published>2006-08-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:31:43.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115591870367517544?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115591870367517544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115591870367517544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115591870367517544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115591870367517544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-40-boyish-and-60-girlish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115591825748383956</id><published>2006-08-18T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T00:24:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because the Most Powerful Thing is What You Say To Yourself and What You Believe!</title><content type='html'>i didn;t get any sleep yesterday. only for about half an hour cos i wa rushing the HOI essay. boo. and i was so dead in the day.. came back after maths lecture and i immediately conked out. slept from 330 to 1030 till we went to coretto's for dinner,. supper maybe. &lt;br /&gt;the funniest thing is that we all didn't go OCF today. and then on our way back we met the guy who gave joel tiana tony and i to the OCF ball. and then he was looking at me cos lim was behind. and then not one second after he walked past us, lim said in her usual voice (which is quite loud) "isn't that the guy from OCF ??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Personality: Capable, Friendly, and Energetic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/enfp.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Ideal Careers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor&lt;br /&gt;Advertising Executive&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;br /&gt;Counselor&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;Musician&lt;br /&gt;Politician&lt;br /&gt;Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Television Reporter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/quickanddirtycareertest/"&gt;The Quick and Dirty Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A0CDFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E1FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D1970139%2526playListId%253D1970173%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;My Love Is Like ... Wo&lt;/a&gt; by Mya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My love is like...wo&lt;br /&gt;My kiss is like...wo&lt;br /&gt;My touch is like...wo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the full package - and you let everyone know it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/"&gt;What Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas this is so super funny !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is Like Alcohol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/alcohol.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the life of the party, a total flirt, and probably a pretty big jokester.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your behavior gets you in trouble, but you still remain socially acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty bad driver, and you're dancing could also use a little work!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/"&gt;What Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i conclude i'm too bored ! and janice tan has too much MB to spare !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas. shall go watch something on YOUTUBE to waste her Mb lolx. janice tan rocks !!&lt;br /&gt;i think its time to let go. i feel the distance between us growing farther and farther. time is such a clown playing pranks on me.&lt;br /&gt;why don't u take action ??&lt;br /&gt;hmm and now . time has caused things to change. we've swopped positions with thge exception that you have someone else in your heart now&lt;br /&gt;is this love ?? where i don't mind doing anything so that you can be happy ?&lt;br /&gt;don't hate me for saying the things i said. maybe i shouldn't have.&lt;br /&gt;i feel communication breaking down. i never have anything to say anymore. we can't connect. if only you were beside me. &lt;br /&gt;either way.. i'll be strong cos i always am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115591825748383956?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115591825748383956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115591825748383956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115591825748383956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115591825748383956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/because-most-powerful-thing-is-what.html' title='Because the Most Powerful Thing is What You Say To Yourself and What You Believe!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115572831101201197</id><published>2006-08-16T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:38:33.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts</title><content type='html'>ever thought about how life can be so ironic.. &lt;br /&gt;how its so hard for two people to feel the same thing at the same time. other than pain when they hurt/ injure themselves. but thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered why people just don't admit their feelings. hiding it inside. hahas it makes people feel like closed jars. sometimes the lid is really hard to come off. but you know what. by removing the lid.. air ventilation is allowed. metaphorically it means that your feelings can 'flow' around freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i was such a good person at making metaphors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day: don't just help people in their work but help them in their lives as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this marks my letting go of you. throwing you in the bin ! never again to be thought of. i'm giving you the happiness you deserve because i can see its good for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're a doormat, just balanced.&lt;br /&gt;You know a relationship is not about getting your way.&lt;br /&gt;And you love to give your sweetie a lot of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is high.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love.&lt;br /&gt;Having your own life is very important for you...&lt;br /&gt;Even more important than having a relationship.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah.. intense man .. this survey lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. in a way.. my life has just been so messed up but i love being me and i don't think i could be any other way although i'll seek to continue improving myself.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i think life should be quite highly based on impulses !!&lt;br /&gt;do things in a spur of a moment. but not make decisions that you will regret in the future. i feel adrenaline pumping whenever i think about possible consequences but thats just me. i'm a weird person. i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CDCDC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Values Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C9EAEA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/values.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value loyalty a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You're loyal to your friends... to a point.&lt;br /&gt;But if they cross you, you will reconsider your loyalties.&lt;br /&gt;Staying true to others is important to you, but you also stay true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really value honesty.&lt;br /&gt;You do value getting your way, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;And if a little lying is required to do that, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;A few white lies never hurt anyone (at least, that's what you tell yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generosity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value generosity a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You are all about giving, as long as there's some give and take.&lt;br /&gt;Supportive and kind, you don't mind helping out a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;But you know when you've given too much. You have no problem saying "no"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value humility a fair amount.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be an easy going, humble person.&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally your ego takes over.&lt;br /&gt;You have a slight competitive streak - and the need to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tolerance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You value tolerance highly.&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you enjoy the company of those very different from you...&lt;br /&gt;You do all that you can to seek it out interesting and unique friends.&lt;br /&gt;You think there are many truths in life, and you're open to many of them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorvaluestest/"&gt;The Five Factor Values Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think this test is very accurate though. haha but nonetheless quite insightful.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Magenta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/magenta.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You energize yourself and push others to suceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel frustrated and totally overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are suprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is my next source of inspiration?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i can't stop my hands from doing these quizzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Rule Venus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/venus.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venus is a mysterious, stormy planet - shrouded in a thick layer of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Venus, because you are quite emotional and volatile yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions change as rapidly as the weather on Venus, and both you and the planet are incomprehensible to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are not a logical thinker, you are quite empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;You can care for and understand others, but your emotions swirl too quickly to truly understand yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/"&gt;What Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115572831101201197?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115572831101201197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115572831101201197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115572831101201197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115572831101201197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115556656634070400</id><published>2006-08-14T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:50:42.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my step counter !!</title><content type='html'>hahas. saturday i went to rebel sport and bought a step counter for err.. thirty dollars. a bit more than i expected to spend. but anyway its really fun. you get to find out how many steps you took in a day by just wearing it on your hip and let it do its job. &lt;br /&gt;whoo today alone... i walked *drumroll * a total of 16279 steps. amazing. !!&lt;br /&gt;maybe minus about one hundred that NEO PONG JINSERN shaked.. lolx&lt;br /&gt;super cool maybe everyday i should update people on how many steps i took . &lt;br /&gt;and wow there are 114 contacts online now ! whoo ! how cool is that ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i also had my EAP oral presentation. i presented on probably one of the mst boring topics ever  !!&lt;br /&gt;coal .. which was once dismissed as a dirty fuel is now given a second look &lt;br /&gt;quite lame. but i was quite happy with my performance. i guess i'll only be able to tell how well i did when i get my mark . and i don't know when that will be.. so .. haha. i forgot some parts here and there. but on the overall .. quite satisfactory i should say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hums.. what do you do when situations get complicated ??&lt;br /&gt;lots of random thoughts i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115556656634070400?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115556656634070400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115556656634070400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115556656634070400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115556656634070400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-step-counter.html' title='my step counter !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115536836674216727</id><published>2006-08-12T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T15:39:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>major pig out and solo movie marathon</title><content type='html'>last night i watched five movies.&lt;br /&gt;teo was caught in a dilemma whether to go clubbing or ocf or not to go. but i had my own issues and i didn't want to go to ocf. i felt pretty guilty about it but then .. nvm i just needed time alone to get myself sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;well we decided to watch the grinch. and then we didn't finish it cos we decided to go out and catch a late movie. you me and dupree. its a nice show and kate hudson is still as hot as ever. the storyline wasn't a very fantastic one !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whenchee says HI !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp then after we finished teo was hungry so we decided to go to hungry jacks  !! she influenced me to get a whopper cheese value meal. with coke and fries !! omg. but then it made me feel really good eating it and i wasn't thinking about the fats and oil going into my body hahas. after that poh and neo went to get souvlaki and they bought chips back which i also ate. was so full i was going to puke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall i watched five movies. &lt;br /&gt;1) the grinch who stole christmas- was so long ago. the hoos &lt;br /&gt;2) you me and dupree- kate hudson is so HOT !!&lt;br /&gt;3) lilo and stitch  first movie - looked so unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;4) baby's day out - was hilarious i tell you !! &lt;br /&gt;5) cryin out love in the centre of the world - i thought it would be really sad cos i need a good cry. but it was draggy.. although the whole idea was sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X(&lt;br /&gt;we just got back. went to buy artsy stuff. whee. so cool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok weird feelings onset !&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115536836674216727?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115536836674216727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115536836674216727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115536836674216727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115536836674216727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/major-pig-out-and-solo-movie-marathon.html' title='major pig out and solo movie marathon'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115512545251640363</id><published>2006-08-09T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:10:52.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first national day spent away from home</title><content type='html'>it feels so weird not spending national day at home, watching tv. &lt;br /&gt;it seems just such a short while ago that mel, justin, fadhli, aizat,yiangshan, libing, jaryl and if i missed anyone out.. and i went to marina south for one of the parade in the heartlands. i rmb it was the new thing of last year's parade. that time. me and him .. haha i remember feeling so weird while we were all there. part of me was broken inside yet part of me was so excited to be celebrating national day with the rest of them. we watched the beautiful fireworks. together with you.. i wished that you could hold my hands while we enjoyed them burst in the sky. anyway.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;we all got lost near shearess bridge.. ended up walking through this big patch of weeds and grass which were like knee high. felt so jungle trekking-ish lolx&lt;br /&gt;this year, i wanna have he patriotic feeling but then .. there's no chance to. i miss singing those corny "i love singapore" national day songs. celebrating in cedar, dancing, being really enthu especially with my dearest gay weili !! and classmates like lijoon and huimin ! and zihui and sandra and ginny and jiahui and shalini and pearl and pingsiew and joleyn ... everyone.. it was just so fun then &lt;br /&gt;and some part of me doesn't want things to change. but the other part of me that is growing up so much ever since i came to Melbourne tells me that i must be forward looking. &lt;br /&gt;hmm it feels quite funny not wearing red and white to school today lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are one people one nation one singapore&lt;br /&gt;thats the way that we will be forevermore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moments of magic we will share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is HOME truly, where i know i must be, where my dreams wait for me, where the river always flows&lt;br /&gt;this is home surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i can't really remember the words. haha i remember cedar would make us actually PRACTICE national day songs a few weeks before the national day celebration during jogging period or reading period lolx&lt;br /&gt;and last year was the coolest of all national days. i got to carry the cedar flag behind the singapore flag to bring up to be raised while the national anthem played. that was probably the most most guang rong (whats guang rong in english ??) oh ok that was my proudest moment in cedar i think. other than the leader's investitures where we got to perform items which were so memoriable to me lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly so many memories come back to me. all the funny, sad, sweet memories. but overall a really great part of my life that i will keep with me always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm trying to watch the fireworks on the web.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to get back to my EAP ESSAY which is due tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i realise my stressing out over the last essay didn't get me very high marks so now.. maybe i'm just going to relax. la la la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115512545251640363?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115512545251640363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115512545251640363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115512545251640363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115512545251640363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/first-national-day-spent-away-from.html' title='first national day spent away from home'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115506722035371537</id><published>2006-08-09T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T04:00:20.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiyaii. don't know what to name this</title><content type='html'>there's so many things going on in my life. X(&lt;br /&gt;so much work to do !! &lt;br /&gt;i haven't even finished my EAP essay !&lt;br /&gt;just now i did somethin really dumb. i tried to curl my hair. so now its still quite a disaster. haahs. ended up with weird curls on my head !&lt;br /&gt;and i chatted with the wrong person just now . so dumb. and jm get well soon kk !!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRHTDAY LIJOON !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115506722035371537?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115506722035371537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115506722035371537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115506722035371537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115506722035371537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/haiyaii-dont-know-what-to-name-this.html' title='haiyaii. don&apos;t know what to name this'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115495903252600776</id><published>2006-08-07T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:57:12.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sikai's birthday at sofia's 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_0163.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG1191.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115495903252600776?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115495903252600776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115495903252600776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115495903252600776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115495903252600776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/sikais-birthday-at-sofias-2006.html' title='sikai&apos;s birthday at sofia&apos;s 2006'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115470645299780791</id><published>2006-08-04T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T23:47:33.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats happening to me ??</title><content type='html'>haiyaii.. whats wrong with me theese days.. i really don't know &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think about things too much that i shouldn't be thinking about&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bothered by some people&lt;br /&gt;some people suddenly mean a lot to me&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel quite posessive&lt;br /&gt;i get moody ... only a bit&lt;br /&gt;i kind of like doing things alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapish. &lt;br /&gt;this isn't good. X(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115470645299780791?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115470645299780791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115470645299780791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115470645299780791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115470645299780791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/whats-happening-to-me.html' title='whats happening to me ??'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115457493986078917</id><published>2006-08-03T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:15:39.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how lady are you ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 48% Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/lady-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're part lady, part modern woman.&lt;br /&gt;Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/"&gt;Are You A Lady?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think this is accurate. and wenqi says hi.&lt;br /&gt;last night she slept on my bed. woke me up at 5am giving me a shock hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115457493986078917?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115457493986078917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115457493986078917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115457493986078917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115457493986078917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-lady-are-you.html' title='how lady are you ??'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115457472464617143</id><published>2006-08-03T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:12:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't blogged in some time</title><content type='html'>yesterday janice and i were in such a stress-mode. and rushing to buy a birthday present for aivyn before pong killed us. plus i had to rush to swanston to meet my drama group to discuss our performance. X( i ended up reaching at 6 instead of 515 although i was already powerwalking. i'm feeling so lazy to blog right now. can't use internet in albert house cos of the crap nonsense issue with the hanging internet. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;and  yesterday i got super pissed at this stupid guy. i can't stand it when people underestimate me. sighs. but i'm over it and i need to learn how to deal with such things. haha&lt;br /&gt;good thing he didn't come for maths 2 tute this morning. or it would have totally spoilt my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. today is thursday !! and tomorrow .... TGIF !!&lt;br /&gt;hahas. time really passes so quickly i tell you. its already the end of week four. eap essay is due next friday and i just started on i yesterday. X(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.de-foto--soccer.blogspot.com/"&gt;the soccer photos of trinity world cup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115457472464617143?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115457472464617143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115457472464617143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115457472464617143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115457472464617143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/08/havent-blogged-in-some-time.html' title='haven&apos;t blogged in some time'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115420272625313543</id><published>2006-07-30T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T03:52:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got this from one of the emails i received. and i think its quite cool. so here's something for both guys and girls to think about. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS A "COOL GIRL"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Lately I've been thinking a lot about the idea&lt;br /&gt;of a "Cool Girl".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You hear most men using the term, and some&lt;br /&gt;women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Men everywhere, without ever having talked to&lt;br /&gt;each other, share a common idea about women and&lt;br /&gt;use the term "Cool Girl" universally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In some places the actual words are different,&lt;br /&gt;but the idea is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But what does it actually MEAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And is it important that men all have this&lt;br /&gt;common belief about women?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, after thinking about this particular&lt;br /&gt;topic for a long time, I've come to the conclusion&lt;br /&gt;that it is a VERY important topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   At this point, I believe that a COOL GIRL is&lt;br /&gt;this "ideal" that men imagine when they're saying&lt;br /&gt;"I want my freedom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   They're thinking of the COOL GIRL, and then&lt;br /&gt;they're imagining themselves with a woman who is&lt;br /&gt;this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There are a lot of aspects to this COOL GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here are a few that are important:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lack of Insecurities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Easygoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Humor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Unpredictability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Emotionally "balanced"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ...and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It's actually not easy to describe a COOL GIRL&lt;br /&gt;in a few sentences... but the truth is that a man&lt;br /&gt;can recognize one INSTANTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   For more on exactly what a COOL GIRL is, how&lt;br /&gt;they naturally communicate with men in a way that&lt;br /&gt;makes men think, "This is the kind of woman that I&lt;br /&gt;can see myself committing and staying with"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then check out my "Catch Him &amp; Keep Him" eBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Not only does it describe how men think when it&lt;br /&gt;comes to dating and why they commit to and stay in&lt;br /&gt;relationships with women... but it shows you how&lt;br /&gt;to start interacting with men and create a deeper&lt;br /&gt;gut-level emotional attraction with a man&lt;br /&gt;IMMEDIATELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   You can download it here and be reading it in&lt;br /&gt;just a minute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.CatchHimAndKeepHim.com/e/10061/eBook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. ok after sleeping for five hours just now . i realise i really am quite tired. so i shall sleep awhile first before church ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115420272625313543?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115420272625313543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115420272625313543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115420272625313543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115420272625313543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-got-this-from-one-of-emails-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115420158224053779</id><published>2006-07-30T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T05:34:47.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trinity world cup ??</title><content type='html'>today the albert house guys took part in a trinity soccer competition and they really put up a good fight. i guess it was different because they have always been playing at carlton gardens and its different there. oh well. we had lots of fun going down to support them. tiana and i watched FRIENDS till 430 in the morning and we woke up at 830. omg. how pro are we. then i was complaining cos i needed food to function in the morning so we went to hungry jacks for breakfast. yummy&lt;br /&gt;greedy qi and beng ate pancakes and a burger each . tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;after the end of the match on the way home.. we ate HUNGRY JACKS yet again . haha and some of us went to get food from MACs which was just next door lolx. everyone was kinda exhausted. i don't even know why i was tired. i didn't even play soccer. haha. maybe exhaustion from being excited about the matches. &lt;br /&gt;i'm just so poud of all the guys in today's match . you guys really put up a good fight that's worthy of even the praises of the queens and kings. yupp everyone really trained really hard for the tournament and even if the outcome wasn't what they had expected, they still maintained strong and bonded. all the times they spent together- it didn't go to waste. good job guys and also the girls who all went down to support the guys. we skipped chem lecture for them !!&lt;br /&gt;ALBERT HOUSE is one big united family. we enjoy together we feel sad together and we stick with each other through thick and thin ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night we all bathed without HOT WATER !! imagine ok its winter and you're bathing in cold water. i was suffering. i couldn't even go under the water. just try to use the water and rub it on myself. tsk. we learnt that we must test the water first before stripping. haha&lt;br /&gt;and now we will all rush to hurry up to bathe. so that everyone can enjoy the hot water lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's match resulted in quite a few injuries in albert house. neo [ugly face] hahas* injured his ankle and andrew's butt is injured i think and louis's specs was broken by mike our lit. lecturer in the match against the staff hahas. one of the sides flew off and since it was brown it was quite hard to differentiate it from the grass and we couldn't find it. &lt;br /&gt;and joel cracked his bone. from the calf down to his ankle. and it seems quite bad. he has to put his leg in a cast and i think the next two days he'll be bedridden-ish. its so weird how just yesterday i just saw him playing his drums at OCF welcome night. and now.. he's like suffering with his leg in a cast. and i never thought about it. that when you wrap your leg in something. it feels stuffy inside. and i guess its the same for a cast with the exception that you can't remove it. X(&lt;br /&gt;to cheer him up. we watched SPONGEBOB THE MOVIE !! whoo but then halfway through it he seemed to feel pain in his leg. and i don't think the pain was anything i could imagine.  they said he actually screamed on the field. darn guy for such a terrible tackle. boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm weird things going on in my life. weird awkward feelings going through me. &lt;br /&gt;i haven't done any work this week. sighs.. tomorrow !! no more fooling around !! homework !! essays !! HERE I COME !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115420158224053779?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115420158224053779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115420158224053779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115420158224053779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115420158224053779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/trinity-world-cup.html' title='trinity world cup ??'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115407352143897231</id><published>2006-07-28T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T15:58:41.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something random i thought about today</title><content type='html'>Most of that advice has nothing to do with how&lt;br /&gt;things ACTUALLY work with men, dating and&lt;br /&gt;relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That's right. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Especially when it comes to how men become&lt;br /&gt;attracted and interested in long term&lt;br /&gt;relationships with women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So if you've been listening to your mom, your&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends, guy friends, etc., then odds are&lt;br /&gt;you're not having a lot of success, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But tons of women (and men) still follow that&lt;br /&gt;everyday "common sense" advice and try things that&lt;br /&gt;just don't really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Here are a few examples of the advice you'll&lt;br /&gt;hear from the people around you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Act a little "bitchy" because men secretly like&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go hang out where "good men" are likely to be&lt;br /&gt;and you'll meet a great guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be active, have fun and keep a busy and&lt;br /&gt;interesting life of your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't act clingy or needy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don't expect to meet any good men in bars,&lt;br /&gt;clubs, party places, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meet men while doing things you like to do so&lt;br /&gt;you have similar interests&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Let him initiate... wait for him to call you or&lt;br /&gt;ask you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Play a little bit "hard to get"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;  hahas.. ok that wasn't what i thought about but here's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;ever wondered how its ever so often that you like someone and he/she likes someone else and that person he/she likes also likes someone else. &lt;br /&gt;i guess while you're busy noticing someone you think you like. you're at the same time ignoring someone who could potentially be liking you. ever thought about that ? ok you probably don't know the person you're ignoring could possibly like you anyway. &lt;br /&gt;hmm sounds kind of deep here. i guess its just very difficult for two really compatible individuals to meet considering how circle of friends usually is confined in our classes ?? school ?? church ?? extra clubs or others.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just imagine there's a quite pretty, funny and nice girl whose name is G and G used to like this boy [we'll call him B] in the past. B on the other hand liked a maybe more attractive girl to him called A. &lt;br /&gt;B started asking A out on dates and what not.. and then he realised things wouldn't work out. then he sees G going out with another guy [lets call him X]. they're having fun laughing and joking around on some nice date to the movies or something. &lt;br /&gt;B thinks to himself. "hmmm G's actually a nice girl and she's quite pretty eh . how come i never noticed her before ?? if only i were the guy she was with, laughing and having fun"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come... how come its so difficult to like someone and have that person like you back. lolx. &lt;br /&gt;very strange right. if only things don't have to be so complicated right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah thats so super random. oh well.. i went to elizabeth st to band in the cheque for uncle fokchin. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;and this morning i was EARLY for chem lecture eh .. &lt;br /&gt;ninghui lent me the FRIENDS vcd to watch. although she passed me season8 hahas.&lt;br /&gt;nvm i can slowly borrow from her. oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;i drew funny pictures on ninghui's hand today during maths lect and she drew on mine. what super-shy !! and some funny fat feet. her fat feet look like some stone with toes lar lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115407352143897231?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115407352143897231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115407352143897231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115407352143897231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115407352143897231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-random-i-thought-about-today.html' title='something random i thought about today'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115401617621860036</id><published>2006-07-27T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T00:02:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance class</title><content type='html'>i wish i was more exciting&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had more energy to type in my blog&lt;br /&gt;but well.. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;today we had dance class. and it was super fun . like just the 6 of us. wenqi lilian and i and chris and albert and syafiq.&lt;br /&gt;haha we did the ballroom dancing which isn't as OMG as people think it is. and we're fast learners ! yay . how cool is that man &lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went for the UMAT test thingie. and it was so super difficult grrr. the aussie girl sitting beside me even had time to sleep between sections. wth man .&lt;br /&gt;quite unfair. my advice to anyone considering taking UMAT while studying in australia. DON'T. it just demoralises you. if i can pass i'll be happy but MELISSA. thats a different story. she's a good representative of asian students ! she had time to finish and check . sighs. are we really that dumb ?? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyaii so many things to do and yet so little time to finish them&lt;br /&gt;eap essay hoi essay drama performance practice aplha course jogging dance class homework ocf. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out a friend of mine's brother just passed away in a bus crash of some sort. my condolences to him and his family. so people please pray for him even if you don't know him. sighs. how come life is so fragile ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115401617621860036?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115401617621860036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115401617621860036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115401617621860036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115401617621860036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/dance-class.html' title='dance class'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115346153541634987</id><published>2006-07-21T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:58:55.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retribution</title><content type='html'>aiyaii.. i don't know how to put videos from youtube here. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm having retribution. i have swollen lips&lt;br /&gt;that day syafiq was joking that he looks like tom cruise. then i said i looked like angelina jolie and i was doing the pouty lips thing. and now my lips are swollen omg. very disgusting. so i think i'm getting retribution&lt;br /&gt;or could be ninghui's bad luck from monday passed on to me. haiyaii.&lt;br /&gt;but joel bad luck boy isn't around leh. so i shouldn't be get ting bad luck !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115346153541634987?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115346153541634987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115346153541634987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115346153541634987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115346153541634987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/retribution.html' title='retribution'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115339709589327747</id><published>2006-07-20T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:04:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsense quiz</title><content type='html'>*Don't peek but begin the test as you scroll down and answer. Answers are&lt;br /&gt;for who you are now...... not who you were in the past. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have pen or pencil and paper ready. This is a real test given by the Human&lt;br /&gt;Relations Dept. at many of the major corporations today. It helps them get&lt;br /&gt;better insight concerning their employees and prospective employees. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It's only 10 simple questions, so...... grab a pencil and paper, keeping&lt;br /&gt;track of your letter answers. Make sure to change the subject of the e-mail&lt;br /&gt;to read YOUR total. When you are finished, forward this to everyone  you&lt;br /&gt;know, and also send it to the person who sent this to you. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Make sure to put YOUR score in the subject box. Ready?? Begin...** *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1. When do you feel your best? *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) during the afternoon &amp; and early evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) late at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*2. You usually walk... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) fairly fast, with long steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) fairly fast, with little steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) less fast head up, looking the world in the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) less fast, head down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) very slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*3. When talking to people you... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stand with your arms folded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) have your hands clasped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) have one or both your hands on your hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) touch or push the person to whom you are talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*4. When relaxing, you sit with... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) your legs crossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) your legs stretched out or straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) one leg curled under you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*5. When something really amuses you, you react with... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) a big, appreciative laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) a laugh, but not a loud one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) a quiet chuckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) a sheepish smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*6. When you go to a party or social gathering you... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) make a loud entrance so everyone notices you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*7. You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted, do&lt;br /&gt;you...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) welcome the break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) feel extremely irritated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) vary between these two extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*8. Which of the following colors do you like most? *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Red or orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) yellow or light blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) dark blue or purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) brown or gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*9. When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to&lt;br /&gt;sleep, you lie...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) stretched out on your back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) stretched out face down on your stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) on your side, slightly curled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) with your head on one arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) with your head under the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*10. You often dream that you are... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) falling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) fighting or struggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) searching for something or somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) flying or floating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) you usually have dreamless sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) your dreams are always pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POINTS: *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. (a) 2                 (b) 4            (c) 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. (a) 6                 (b) 4            (c) 7  (d) 2                (e) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. (a) 4                 (b) 2            (c) 5  (d) 7      (e) 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. (a) 4                 (b) 6            (c) 2  (d) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. (a) 6                 (b) 4            (c) 3  (d) 5                (e) 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (a) 6                 (b) 4            (c) 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. (a) 6                 (b) 2            (c) 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (a) 6                 (b) 7            (c) 5  (d) 4      (e) 3&lt;br /&gt;(f) 2      (g) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. (a) 7                 (b) 6            (c) 4  (d) 2                (e) 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. (a) 4      (b) 2            (c) 3  (d) 5                (e) 6       (f)&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up the total number of points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OVER 60 POINTS:* Others see you as someone they should "handle with care".&lt;br /&gt;You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant. Others&lt;br /&gt;may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust&lt;br /&gt;you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*51 TO 60 POINTS:* Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather&lt;br /&gt;impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions,&lt;br /&gt;though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome,&lt;br /&gt;someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an&lt;br /&gt;adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you&lt;br /&gt;radiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*41 TO 50 POINTS*: Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing,&lt;br /&gt;practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of&lt;br /&gt;attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head.&lt;br /&gt;They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll&lt;br /&gt;always cheer them up and help them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*31 TO 40 POINTS*: Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp;&lt;br /&gt;practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a&lt;br /&gt;person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely&lt;br /&gt;loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return.&lt;br /&gt;Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust&lt;br /&gt;in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over it if&lt;br /&gt;that trust is ever broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*21 TO 30 POINTS:* Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. They see&lt;br /&gt;you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder. It would&lt;br /&gt;really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of&lt;br /&gt;the moment, expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle&lt;br /&gt;and then, usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused&lt;br /&gt;partly by your careful nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*UNDER 21 POINTS:* People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive,&lt;br /&gt;someone who needs looking after, who always wants someone else to make the&lt;br /&gt;decisions &amp; who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything. They&lt;br /&gt;see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist. Some people&lt;br /&gt;think you're boring. Only those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115339709589327747?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115339709589327747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115339709589327747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115339709589327747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115339709589327747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/nonsense-quiz.html' title='nonsense quiz'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115339610763488123</id><published>2006-07-20T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:48:27.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't been online for... 9 days ??</title><content type='html'>omg. nine days. so many things have happened. &lt;br /&gt;we went to watch gronks. some drama play then we went to crown for buffet dinner. and we played at the water fountain. hahas. i got splashed in the face !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and tiana in the middle of the fountain thing.&lt;br /&gt;and also freddo's has closed for the winter. and we managed to eat it on the last day. whee. all very geen flavours left. such as GREEN TEA ! and MINT ! and err.. pandan ??? hmm lychee was nice too. and all the other flavours we normally wouldn't eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats all of us who went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me and my darling yichian. who apparently broke up with me without me knowing it. hahas. i still love her my true lover !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/freddo%27s%20last%20night160706%20103.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't this a pretty picture ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well anyway. the past few days. i had a few nice chats with people. and i found out that other people have the same thoughts as me which i would have never expected. and i guess it's been a great past ten days?? even though i didn't get to use the internet, but God blessed me in other ways. that i was able to talk to people who opened up to me. everytime i have nice heart to heart kinda talks with people i always feel very blessed and loved and also VERY LUCKY !&lt;br /&gt;yupp. quite cool lar. secrets and stuff. girl talk. oh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're joining this ttv taletagavanza ?? whatever they call it lar. some talentime competition stuff. and we're doing a skit drama kinda thing. i hope it ends up funny and people enjoy it, cos we spent a long time thinking it up. but the product sounds exciting !&lt;br /&gt;heh . something about being stranded on an island where in the end we learn that we must work together to survive .. something along those lines anyway. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok one last picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us all in.. &lt;sante&gt; the nice buffet place where we ate till we almost burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/DSCF0164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/DSCF0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the GUYS of albert house. !X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/P1010096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/P1010096.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg i can't help it. this photo is just so pretty ! lappong's camera skills are as good as his camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;the pictures a bit screwed eh .. but oh well . i love you internet !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115339610763488123?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115339610763488123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115339610763488123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115339610763488123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115339610763488123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/havent-been-online-for-9-days.html' title='haven&apos;t been online for... 9 days ??'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115263320937616805</id><published>2006-07-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:53:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so UNFAIR !!</title><content type='html'>so unfair. pong starts class at 145 and qi starts class at 345 !! haiyaii.. nvm i'm hardworking!! tra lala. &lt;br /&gt;today i watched pirates of the carribean. wasn't very nice in my opinion and if anyone watched please stay till after the credits cos there's one part after the credits finish rolling ! something cool will happen. but then we have to wait till pirates3 comes out to understand everything. full of nonsense man i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i did GOOD DEEDS today !! whee..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to ME !! initially all the girls were sitting at the back row then i asked them to move forward leaving wong blur. confused. pretending.. so she sat beside andrew ! whoo. happy happy happy. hahas. and tiana sat beside steven .. heh heh heh &lt;br /&gt;oh and we got cheated cos i thought it would be damn cold in the cinema but it wasn't. at the beginning i was SO HOT ok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today QI did something fantastic. her quote of the day : how come the leaves have trees. &lt;br /&gt;isn't that fantastic. a good joke is one where u can develop it and make more jokes out of it.. so actually when you walk on the road the road is walking on you !! &lt;br /&gt;and qi is a beetle !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115263320937616805?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115263320937616805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115263320937616805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115263320937616805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115263320937616805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-unfair.html' title='so UNFAIR !!'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115245865333310130</id><published>2006-07-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:24:13.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back in melbourne</title><content type='html'>i reached back on saturday afternoon and the whole place was so quiet man . the only girls around were me. janice t and mel. hahas. i slacked in my room the whole day unpacking my stuff and clearing up the room . so fast tomorrow school's starting again !! omg. and i'm getting back my exam results . grrr. first chem. then maths1 then eap. wth. very evil right my timetable !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside my room is very noisy. i don't know where its coming from eh .. and my room mate is happily sleeping. oops. while the lights are on and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. its the finals for the world cup .&lt;br /&gt;SAY SAY SAY !!&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna win ?? hmmm.. i'm rooting for france but i hear a lot of people supporting italy. maybe cos we stay so near lygon st. and they are all italians. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a feeling italy will win . aiyah . i'm not that good a psychic so i don't know how to predict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the italians are happily blowing horns on lygon man. anyway lygon st is this place where they have a lot of italian restaurants ! whoo. yummy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting. i can't believe two weeks passed by so quickly. the trees are all botak already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was happier.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i never worry about nonsense stuff&lt;br /&gt;i wish people would listen to me more&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was taller&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was prettier&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was slimmer&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wouldn't get irritated EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although i wish i was so many other things.. &lt;br /&gt;i LOVE BEING ME , and although i'm kind of still searching for who i am and stuff. i don't ever want to change. i want to still be ME cos i love myself ! and i know a lot of people love me so .. no matter what people think. to heck with them eh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115245865333310130?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115245865333310130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115245865333310130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115245865333310130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115245865333310130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-in-melbourne.html' title='i&apos;m back in melbourne'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115226949909958937</id><published>2006-07-07T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:51:39.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a confused holiday</title><content type='html'>well well.. i've been in singapore for two weeks already and tomorrow morning at 530am i'll be on the plane flying back to melbourne. for some this holiday has been long awaited and for some there's just not enough time to meet up with everyone. well i agree that there isn't enough time. but yet i've spent a lot of my time stoning and doing nothing. sleeping. just switching off my mind. X(&lt;br /&gt;since when did my life become like that ?? since when is there so much uncertainty ??&lt;br /&gt;it's just been a confusing two weeks. and the past week especially must have been one of my most down days. i've been lost and confused and i don't know why. i don't know what i want anymore and i don't know what i'm going to do and stuff.. just been really lost with my life and how things are going to be .. &lt;br /&gt;feeling like no one knows me. no one understands everything.. nothing makes me feel excited anymore. i feel like a walking tree. just walking around breathing and all. not thinking of anything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115226949909958937?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115226949909958937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115226949909958937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115226949909958937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115226949909958937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/07/confused-holiday.html' title='a confused holiday'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115129256020520751</id><published>2006-06-26T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:29:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo hoo</title><content type='html'>i'm back in singapore already. and this time it will be for the whole TWO WEEKS. nia hahas. can't wait to meet up with people and do fun stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115129256020520751?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115129256020520751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115129256020520751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115129256020520751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115129256020520751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoo-hoo.html' title='whoo hoo'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115104894261664764</id><published>2006-06-23T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T15:49:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packing my stuff to go home</title><content type='html'>woah. time really passes so quickly. it feels like just yesterday i was returning back to melbourne from singapore in april. two months have gone past. i'm packing my bags once again to go home for a holiday. i really miss all the things back home. i don't really know whether i miss the food and the place but i know that i miss the people. my family and my friends. that includes you. yes you. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i just hope that things will be the same as though i never left but i know they won't. its just that well... maybe i've always thought too much. i just really hope my friends back home are fine and that we're gonna spend a great time together during the holidays. although i know everyone is having tests. heh i'll be going to thailand for a SHOPPPING HOLIDAY. i think hahas. i really miss the heat. and wearing as though you're going to the market. i think i'll feel quite 'naked' back home. here we always have to go out with a jacket cos it gets cold now that its winter. but then back home bringing a jacket will seem so kuku. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plane ride home will be my time once again to reflect on all the things that have happened to me. hmmm.. its been a long time since i've written in the diary book thing that lijun gave to me. its been my companion through the good times and hard times when i wrote in it. THANKS LIJUN !! its such a great and thoughtful present !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about one day and five hours. i'll be h0me home home !! my nice bed and the YUMMY FOOD !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chemistry exam today was very gross. i didn't know whether to feel sad after the exam cos it was so difficult or to feel excited cos the exams are finally over and i can GO HOME !! heh &lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i just feel so exhausted from the exams. all the mugging has made me tired. i came home and slept after lunch for an hour. then we went shopping. hahas. sheesh i'm going shopping when i can go home to shop. bleahx. i'm so broke already. &lt;br /&gt;X(   X(    X(    x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later we're going out for some international buffet dinner ! so excited. although i still feel kinda tired. maybe i should just stay home and rest. pack my stuff ?? bah . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm all this crazy tired thoughts should GO AwAY !! i'm going to enjoy my holidays ! yay !!&lt;br /&gt;so SO SO SO SO EXCITED TO GO BACK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam results are the last things on my mind now. that will have to wait till the start of term3. which is only after the finals of the WORLD CUP !! haven't watched a match for the past week thanks to dear exams. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115104894261664764?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115104894261664764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115104894261664764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115104894261664764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115104894261664764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/packing-my-stuff-to-go-home.html' title='packing my stuff to go home'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115077891151086899</id><published>2006-06-20T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:48:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoo</title><content type='html'>exam fever !! i just finished a three hour literature essay. by the end of the whole three hours about half the hall was empty cos everyone who finished early can just leave. bah. i learnt never to put moisturiser on your hands before you write an essay cos my hands started getting really sweaty and the pencil kept slipping from my hands. i think i got blisters on my fingers already because of that.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm free but i pity lim !! cos she has bio and accounting on the same day. or is it accounting ?? eeks. poor thing. i think my combi is good cos i only have at most one paper a day. i still have maths2 and chem left on thursday and friday. whee. then saturday night !! its HOME SWEET HOME !! &lt;br /&gt;can't wait to eat all the yummies and to meet up with all the darlings in singapore who have been enjoying the nice WARM and SWEATY weather. oh how i miss that feeling lolx. weird right.&lt;br /&gt;its feezing cold here. &lt;br /&gt;i haven't been able to update for the past few days because i've been busy mugging for the exams !! aaah . which are finally going to be over soon. my poor corridoor mate yiyu still has to study for bio tomorrow. poor thing. never mind i'll go jiayou her later ! X)&lt;br /&gt;yes and i feel so loved cos so many people tagged by blog. whee so happy !&lt;br /&gt;and i think i have the same problem as lijoon i can't seem to tag my own board. something to do with pop ups i think. ok so i shall reply here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i have no idea why everyone thinks i'm sad or something ?? was it my post from quite long ago about the watching "take the lead" one. hmmm or don't tell me the unposted post is out ?? strange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krabby patty pearl !! i'll definitely think of the spongebob song and the jellyfish dance but don't know if i can dance it or sing it with my room mate in the room . hee. nvm i'll wait till she's out to do it ok . whee. or i'll just think of u the came*.. heh and i got your letter !! it rocks !! made me laugh a lot. good to destress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh fad !! u know what. i just downloaded that song by dodgy yesterday u know and today i read your post asking me to listen to that song. my my.. super coincidence eh.. can't wait to meet up when i get back !! and u should give me your address so i can send u letters ! but since i'm coming back already i'll send u only when i come back for term3 k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zihui !! you quite slow ah. heh it took me so long to reply u. but now's your turn !&lt;br /&gt;muah haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wennan! i hope my song doesn't have the same freaky thing happen as that praise jerusalem. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine ! actually my bed isn't beside the window and i don't wanna put it next to the window too cos its freakin cold beside it. esp if you open the window ! i sleep beside the heater . heh heh nice and warm !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee. i miss u all lots and lots !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115077891151086899?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115077891151086899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115077891151086899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115077891151086899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115077891151086899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoo.html' title='whoo'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-115027202201487316</id><published>2006-06-14T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T16:00:22.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no haven't updated in some time</title><content type='html'>hoho.. haven't had much to update about lately thats why my nice pretty blog has been so bored. &lt;br /&gt;but well i now know what to blog of already&lt;br /&gt;its the world cup !!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i'm not exactly a football person most people should know. but somehow over here i've become quie interested in it. hahas. imagine i woke up at 5am this monrning to watch brazil vs croatia. which wasn't a very good match if u ask me. brazil won 1-0 i bet they could have done much better. and kaka rocks !! he scored the goal and i think he's probably the only decent looking player. ronaldinho is a great soccer player but he loses out on the looks. but God is fair. He blessed everyone with different things so everyone will be happy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday night we watched japan vs australia.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm in australia now and i should support them "socceroos" whoo ! hahas. &lt;br /&gt;we supported australia at the aussie vs germany friendly where we went to watch at the big screen at fed. square. "auusie aussie aussie" "oi oi oi" hahas. that night was so fun !&lt;br /&gt;oh well . the jap guys are so cute and i can't believe they lost to australia in the last ten minutes. australia scored THREE GOALS in the last 10 minutes !! aaah . unbelievable i tell u. the guys were supporting aus. while the girls supported japan. NAKATA is so cute ! and the goal keeper KAWAGUCHI is so good i tell u. &lt;br /&gt;grrr. and in the end the guys were so proud cos aussie won in the end. bah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. after waking up at 5am . joel and i didn't sleep. we went for a walk in carlton gardens after breakfast and just sat on this big concrete thing and err suntanned our faces . hahas. i actually wore my pink monkey face pyjama pants out. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm well today i learnt, never go to practical without enough rest. i wasn't tired but i think my brain wasn't functioning too well. we kept doing the wrong things. and in the end we were the slowest to finish. if not for LUCY ! i think my practicals will all die. LUCY ROCKS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-115027202201487316?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/115027202201487316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=115027202201487316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115027202201487316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/115027202201487316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-no-havent-updated-in-some-time.html' title='oh no haven&apos;t updated in some time'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114993249613509337</id><published>2006-06-10T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T17:41:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i woke up early today</title><content type='html'>ok it wasn't exactly very early but.. i made it to chem support lecture which i agree is VERY GOOD. i'm SO going every week next term&lt;br /&gt;sighs the exams are starting next week and i did pretty badly for the eap essay which sucks. i always thought my english was pretty good. but ok maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way home we ate FREDDO'S ! how sinful !! aaah . they have this new flavour-freddo's surprise: its some white chocolate with biscuit bits in it. yummy ! and green tea on top. ok i know its a weird combi but they don't really have green tea flavour in singapore. and well i don't think i'd eat ice cream that often if i was in Singapore despite the raging heat that seems bent on us melting. &lt;br /&gt;the guys were going to play dota and then outside pong's room on the shelf i saw 'the king and i" the cartoon ! so i was very excited to watch it ! aaah. i still rmb watching it with tita in p5 or something. and we laughed like crazy. et cetera. et cetera. et cetera. hahas&lt;br /&gt;oh my . then qi wanted to watch beauty and the beast so we did. oh . then ending was so nice! so sweet !&lt;br /&gt;and we were saying how we wanted to have such a nice scene in a big castle dancing with our handsome prince- the prince in the cartoon wasn't really handsome. but the eldest son in the king and i was so cute&lt;br /&gt;i know they are just cartoons lolx&lt;br /&gt;it felt so-the old times. rewinding the tape in the vcr. hahas. i rmb daddy always scolding me because somehow everytime i watched a tape, it would grow fungus or something. i seriously don't know how it happened. but oh well. was so fun !&lt;br /&gt;*next time i'm going to have a nice collection of all the cartoons i watched. then me and *tra lala 'mr right' will watch together hee. ok one of my dreams again but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be one of those normal days where the afternoon sun doesn't make it so cold so i wore a skirt to chem lecture. but NO! it was super misty outside at 12 o'clock in the afternoon. wtfreak man . grrr was so super uber cold ! i'm stowing my skirts away till after winter ! brrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing now: you don't know me-michael buble&lt;br /&gt;             down-lin junjie&lt;br /&gt;             i've been thinking about you-mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've known each other for a long long time&lt;br /&gt;but i never really noticed the magic in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i've been around u a thousand times before&lt;br /&gt;and you've always been a friend to me&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must have been so blind&lt;br /&gt;i never realised&lt;br /&gt;you're the one thats right for me&lt;br /&gt;the one i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             cry on my shoulder-superstar&lt;br /&gt;if the hero never comes to you&lt;br /&gt;if u need someone you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wait for love and you're alone&lt;br /&gt;if you call your friends, nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can run away but you can't hide&lt;br /&gt;through strong and lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i show you there's a destiny&lt;br /&gt;the best things in life-they are free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u wanna cry, cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;if you need someone who cares for you&lt;br /&gt;if you're feeling sad, your heart gets colder&lt;br /&gt;yes i show you what real love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the sky is grey oh let me know&lt;br /&gt;there's a place in heaven that we know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if heaven is a million years away&lt;br /&gt;just call me and i'll make your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the nights are getting cold and blue&lt;br /&gt;when the days are getting hard for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always stay here by your side&lt;br /&gt;i promise you i'll never hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if u wanna cry, cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;if you need someone who cares for you&lt;br /&gt;if you're feeling sad, your heart gets colder&lt;br /&gt;yes i show you what real love can do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114993249613509337?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114993249613509337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114993249613509337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114993249613509337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114993249613509337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-woke-up-early-today.html' title='i woke up early today'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114986999490488514</id><published>2006-06-10T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T00:24:42.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the big bright moon</title><content type='html'>yesterday night when i was going to bed. i noticed the big bright moon shining directly onto my bed. it was so nice. and for the next half an hour i just lay there watching the moon move oalong its orbit till it was hidden behind the church beside my window. and it was just such a beautiful sight. so touching and magnificent. &lt;br /&gt;the moon in allits glory and splendour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever noticed how no one really takes into account the pretty-ness of the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went to pong's room and the two of us finished one whole acket of caramel tim tam ! yummy. i only wanted to eat ONE. but i guess my self control isn't THAT good. grrr.. well one dropped onto his black bean bag hahas. so funny. and after he threw it into the dustbin, he said "eh actually can eat ah" *pok. how blur lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just gave corn corn a tickle. hahas. corn corn is my cute little windchime beside my table .*grins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114986999490488514?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114986999490488514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114986999490488514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114986999490488514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114986999490488514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-bright-moon.html' title='the big bright moon'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114985002968298667</id><published>2006-06-09T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T18:48:22.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i changed my blog template</title><content type='html'>whoopie. i just changed my blog template. got a bit sick of that one. so i decided to change to the kind that everyone has. where u press different buttons to see different things instead of just one big blob all in front of u . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh heh .. i did something which made me very happy today anyway. i have two new things but they may make me turn into someone with split personalities. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i declare today SHYANNE day. i didn't go to any of my classes. which were two lectures only actually. hahas. i stayed at home and did my maths. but before that i walked out in the cold in my SHORTS. attention that now is winter time. i'm so pro lar. i went to buy batteries. which are so EXPENSIVE ! hahas.. but now my super nice pink speakers are working again ! yay . so happy ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it. its only fifteen more days till i'm on my way home. muah hahas. and happy birthday to sara !&lt;br /&gt;oops. sorry naan. i was typing this while u asked me that silly question. ok . 1mg equals to 10mg right ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114985002968298667?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114985002968298667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114985002968298667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114985002968298667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114985002968298667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-changed-my-blog-template.html' title='i changed my blog template'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114976814406837835</id><published>2006-06-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T20:02:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>toodle dee doo</title><content type='html'>i'm recharging my IPOD !! and i just slacked through two days. yesterday i did .. guess what ?? NOTHING ! i slept from 8-11. woke up. bathed then went to P.H . oh man .. and then i came back and slept AGAIN. i was listeining to my songs on my ipod and next thing i knew it . it was 330am. hahas. so .. &lt;br /&gt;yupps and this morning joel called me to wake up. and ... *kaching. i went down for breakfast earlier than him.. oh my. i feel so accomplished. its the first time in a month i woke up early for maths 2 tute. and .. i was so nice. i waited for joel to finish his breakfast before going to class. cos he waited for me the past three weeks. lolx. so err. kinda makes up for it ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee. &lt;br /&gt;*what are you afraid of losing ?? -[libing]&lt;br /&gt;ok i don't think she knows i blogged this.&lt;br /&gt;and i still think hydrogen bonding is the strongest type of bonding. so maybe ... people aren't as seperable as i thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"out of sight, but not out of mind". such a simple phrase, yet it can brighten up my day and do wonders in this world. whoo.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got to go study CHEMISTRY  !! err.. chemical equilibrium or whatever ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114976814406837835?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114976814406837835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114976814406837835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114976814406837835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114976814406837835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/toodle-dee-doo.html' title='toodle dee doo'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114935627423194386</id><published>2006-06-04T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:37:54.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an exciting morning that feels really high-class</title><content type='html'>yesterday night on the way back from take the lead, we met this really scary drug addict drunk guy. eeks. my first time meeting such a scary person in MElbourne and suddenly i start to feel a bit of fear when i go out at night. before, i used to just treat the streets as a very safe place. but then... maybe not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning qi and i stayed up the whole night talking. then around seven am, we went outside to sit and watch the sky get brighter. and after that we walked to lygon to have breakfast. ---&gt; ham, cheese and tomato omelette with toast. yummy !!much better than albert house food. yeesh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool ! we came back at 9am and slept. by the time i woke up. it was already 430 pm. i'm the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just watched DOWN WITH LOVE again. tiana and i did very sadistic things to ants.. boo they're now freezing in the freezer. oops. we are`really quite terrible !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114935627423194386?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114935627423194386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114935627423194386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114935627423194386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114935627423194386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/exciting-morning-that-feels-really.html' title='an exciting morning that feels really high-class'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114926042975935674</id><published>2006-06-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:21:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take the lead</title><content type='html'>hey heys. i've been kind of down the past few days and i guess i just needed some quiet time with myself ? or with a few people. hostel life has been pretty hectic. i mean do we actually spend more time studying to going to each other;s rooms and hanging out. lolx. and and and .. i think i spend much more time with these albert house people rather than my own family hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why there can be so many people around me, yet i feel like i don't realy fit in. maybe i've always felt like it. but in singapore its not the same because i still have tita and jiejie and daddy and mummy. but then .. its all part of what we have to get used to . i never thought i'd get homesick cos i'd be having too much fun but now i know that these two things can actually co-exist at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was wednesday that i started feeling so terrible. that girls can be so difficult to understand. i'm a girl and i don't understand my own species. and i don't understand guys. so what do i understand ?? NOTHING ?? that sucks. i'm not even good at figuring out what other girls like to buy or look at. maybe i just have such weird taste that i'm too disconnected from others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh .. i went to watch TAKE THE LEAD.. syafiq and i went and we did stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing no.1 : we paid for the ticket when no one even checked. we could have gone in for FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing no.2 :we almost finished the GIANT bucket of popcorn which was salted and we don't even like salted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid thing no.3 : we finished a whole LARGE cup of coke. and the both of us don't even like coke man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas cool eh . lolx. well was feeling really OFF. and not myself and i guess the movie really made me feel ALOT better cos the cinema is dark.. and yeah .&lt;br /&gt;well. i don't know. was just really great to eat the whole bucket of popcorn non stop for two hours. just had this craving. like how i miss watching movies back home and eating popcorn. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i think God sent me angels from all over. situated in different corners. like wednesday or tuesday or whichever day, i was feeling super crappy, i received a message from shahir on thursday morning. when i was just thinking of how nice it would be to hear his silly jokes and laughter. and shtoopid and shuddup. hahas. and then dejavue man. he really messaged me. hmmm. some friends just should never be lost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok going upstairs to watch american pie. shall not make them wait very long this time, i hope they've started watching without me or i'll feel really bad. yeesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114926042975935674?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114926042975935674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114926042975935674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114926042975935674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114926042975935674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/take-lead.html' title='take the lead'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114915815475381953</id><published>2006-06-01T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T18:35:54.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three weeks in a row.</title><content type='html'>haiyaii. three weeks in a row i've been late for my maths2 tutorial. last week andrew was staring at me i think and i felt so bad. he asked me whether i get enough sleep. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i don't know why . mondays and tuesdays i can wake up although i sleep late. sheesh. sucks. today we spend 75 minutes doing our tut qeustions. i think i only managed to get through about 5 ?? sighs. thats so crappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now we were playing pool and lim got conked on the head by ths hard hard ball thing. omg. so scary lar. gave me such a scare. thought she'll really not recognise us or something cos its so hard. tsk. guys ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then continued playing pool. hahas. 45 minutes for one game. how pro. tiana qi and i were doing our majulah !! so sexy.. if anyone wants to hire us, feel free ok . not everyone can do it. actually its almost like hiring two pros and one scary monster. hahas. qi is the monster. hahaas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114915815475381953?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114915815475381953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114915815475381953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114915815475381953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114915815475381953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/06/three-weeks-in-row.html' title='three weeks in a row.'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114874791781762433</id><published>2006-05-28T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T00:38:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joel is so amusing</title><content type='html'>joel started telling us all that his family was bringing his girlfriend over to visit on saturday. which is today. and he told us that his girlfriend is very short and is very hot. everyone was quite excited to see 'her' , we were all bugging him what her name was and how she looked like and wanting to see her photo. in the end... we all found out his girlfriend was HIS SKATEBOARD ! hahas. yes lar she's quite hot ! and she is pretty ! whooo. and i was trying to do tricks on his skateboard but quite unsuccessful. joel the most pok. he ripped part of his nail off his skin and it looked really painful. eeks. hope he feels better.&lt;br /&gt;ooh and i'm realy hapy for twiggie for some reason. AHEMS. she's really blessed. may the Lord continue to work His way through her. i miss you loads twix !! and i miss a lot of people. hmmm if only i could bring all my friends here . like not really THEM. err. like they're physically in sg but then they can split into two people.. like in Xmen3 . the guy who can be lots of people. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;kk going for HOT CHIPS ! yummy then bring them back to share the LOVE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114874791781762433?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114874791781762433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114874791781762433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114874791781762433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114874791781762433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/joel-is-so-amusing.html' title='joel is so amusing'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114872872560162397</id><published>2006-05-27T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T19:18:47.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x men three</title><content type='html'>yesterday about eighteen of us from albert house went to watch x men 3 !! whoo. the last stand or something. hmmm was not as nice as i expected although i didn't watch number two. jane didn't do anything just stand around use eye power hahas. and then so sad scott and the prof died. oops sorry if anyone who hasn't watched yet is reading this. aaah to think qi and i cried when the professor died . ooh but they show a lot of different mutants who have all sorts of different powers. and the blue skin girl.. she got the cure and she became normal again haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think we are really kiasu. we went to buy the tickets for friday's movie on wednesday and good thing we did because they were sold out on friday. whoa. so many trinity people were watching at the same time. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to chiong my HOI essay. &lt;br /&gt;Q1:what arguments do the Athenians use to defend their actions in war? Discuss the validity of these arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah sounds really deep eh . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planet shakers are launching their new CD tomorrow !! aah i can't wait !  whoo. i'm listening to michael buble !! heh. he rocks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me qi and ah beng being nonsense with the aussie flag ! whoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is us on the way to fed square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is all of us at fed square. notice mike ?? and there's some stranger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0662.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thats leslie and the guy that wong and qi think are so cute in the background. can see ??  - the guy with dark hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is supposed to be me and qi acting lesbo, but somehow drew's face go poke inside and the picture became wth .. hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114872872560162397?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114872872560162397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114872872560162397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114872872560162397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114872872560162397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/x-men-three.html' title='x men three'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114856278160709149</id><published>2006-05-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:13:01.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>australia vs greece at fed square</title><content type='html'>today is one of the most significant days of my life. &lt;br /&gt;i watched my first full soccer match. it was a friendsly match between Australia and greece. hahas. we went to watch at the big screen at federation square and it was quite exciting. you could really feel the excitement when australia scored a goal. who&lt;br /&gt;joel, ah beng and i bought australian flags. joel's was the big one for 3 dollars while ours was the small one for two dollars. hahas. kind of not worth it right &lt;br /&gt;australians love smoking a lot i think because it was so stinky there. eeks. but then i guess we just have to put up with the smell. and the greek supporters were playing with flares haha. i don't really know what they are but they let out a really big red flame and lots and lots of smoke. aparently they aren't supposed to but they don't care anyway. hahas. on the way back we met a group of greek supporters again at russell street which is like their turf. and the police came hahas. and the greeks didn't care they just continued posing for the camera lolx.&lt;br /&gt;australia won 1-0&lt;br /&gt;hohos. now i kind of understand why people like watching soccer. although i don't really understand the rules, i think its really quite exciting to watch. not all the time though. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;i realised that there are a lot of cute guys and girls in melbourne and since we're here now, i think maybe we'll start to be influenced by them to become really good looking too. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;today has been a good day whoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114856278160709149?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114856278160709149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114856278160709149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114856278160709149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114856278160709149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/australia-vs-greece-at-fed-square.html' title='australia vs greece at fed square'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114846884183228732</id><published>2006-05-24T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T19:07:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't blogged in some time</title><content type='html'>hmmm. today trinity had this autumn music concert. was ok except for some off key parts and some boring parts shall not elaborate. i realised i get quite affected by my friends. aiyaii. and today i felt crappy again. not sure what the reason was but ... anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my sister's birthday &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIEJIE ! &lt;br /&gt;heh. hope you got my present and you're using it.&lt;br /&gt;not much to blog about recently i think thats why i haven't een blogging. just that i got high on vegetables last night and i ate green tea and mint ice cream on a cone which made the whole ice cream very green. which was like the green vegggies i got high on. hahas. what a green day&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday's dance class was super fun !! i have now understood the turnings and everything muah hahahs.. but then when i danced with han... aiyah faint already. couldn't catch up lolx. &lt;br /&gt;never mind . i hae one more chance next week lolx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114846884183228732?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-114781829382539989</id><published>2006-05-17T06:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T06:24:53.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello hello i'm awake super early</title><content type='html'>haha. i think i'm coming down with the flu. i have a bit of a sore throat and a runny nose. boo. no more biscuits and cold drinks for the time being. and no chocolate bleahx. its about 615 in singapore now. in the morning. lolx. this would be the normal time i'd be waking up . hmmm. today i woke up early, to do my HOI essay  . the plan is due tomorrow and i haven't even started yet. sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday dance class was super fun ! we learnt like don't know what turn and some swop sides thing but its really cool and everyone's improving ! whoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i forgot what i wanted to blog about .. hmmmm ooh ok . i saw him again yesterday. maybe its fate eh .. lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having chemistry practical today and its one where we don'thave to bring anything because we're not doing experiments. we're going to be looking at the structure of molecules. as in not though a microscope but at models. haha no not those tall poles you see strutting down a runway but those balls joined together to form some hexagonal close packing structure and stuff.. hahas i just sneezed again !! grrr. its kinda cold at my table so i'm using my laptop on the floor muah haha. probably gonna shift my table . like turn it to not face the window. if not i'll be so cold all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh thought of the day : ever wondered why your mind seems to not think as well when you walk really quickly ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114781829382539989?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125101.post-114767794821514423</id><published>2006-05-15T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T15:44:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've put myself into a BIG MESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;PARAM NAME=movie VALUE="http://www.blingyblob.com/GenLightbulb/FL-GenBulb.swf?event=hello. isn't this so cool !! or maybe i'm just a bit slow in finding out about this&amp;clr=0x000000"&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=loop VALUE=false&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=menu VALUE=false&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=quality VALUE=high&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=bgcolor VALUE=#000000&gt; &lt;EMBED src="http://www.blingyblob.com/GenLightbulb/FL-GenBulb.swf?event=hello. isn't this so cool !! or maybe i'm just a bit slow in finding out about this&amp;clr=0x000000" loop=false menu=false quality=high bgcolor=#000000  WIDTH="210" HEIGHT="210" NAME="graffitiGen" ALIGN="" TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blingyblob.com/GENS.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Create your own message at BlingyBlob.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. today i was walking to class and i saw him again. don't know if i still find him   as cute anymore lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i'm so in bg trouble. i said something stupid and i think its all going to snowball and come back to haunt me sooner or later when something bad happens. sighs. me and my big mouth again. causing unnecessary trouble all the time. haiyah. or maybe i'm just thinking too much again. maybe its true that this person doesn't deserve my sympathy because of the kind of person he/she is. maybe.. maybe i'm just too nice ?? hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why why ... aiyah i was going to type my thought of the day but i forgoit already. all cos of the chem lecture lar. bah but this is one of the few times i actually understand what she's talking about. aaah i think i'm going to die cos of all the stress this situation is giving me.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. but it really is comforting to know that amidst all the chaos i create, which isn't intentional and doesn't actually affect anyone.. there are still so many people who care for me and encourage me. esp people like my family, and even friends that i haven't known for a very long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. i'm happy for jm cos he's back together with liane ! yay. i'm just happy for my friends if they are happy. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i really am not very good at lying. not very good at being courageous. not very good at pretending i'm strong. but i'm working at it. i won't cry over silly things. i won't let myself get down or hurt cos if i look down on myself then i give others the right to look down on me and that sucks. i've made to omany wrong decisions over here, done too many stupid things all in th time span of what three months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. thought of the day: i think angels exist as part of people close to you, who help you and give you strength. are you also an angel towards someone else ?? i just wish that i will be one to someone some day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how to end this on a happy note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway go check out that website on top ok ! cos the website is quite cool. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be nice to have someone to share all your troubles with . to share the burden, someone other than God. even if that person can't even help u in your situation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114767794821514423?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114767794821514423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114767794821514423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114767794821514423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114767794821514423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-put-myself-into-big-mess.html' title='i&apos;ve put myself into a BIG MESS'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114761163843608380</id><published>2006-05-14T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:18:25.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today i'm saved AGAIN</title><content type='html'>i think ever since i've come to Melbourne i've been moving away from God. i don't think its influences from other people because in Singapore i wasn't really close to Him although i wanted to be. but then i think i came here telling myself that i wouldn't grow distant from Him and then i did. so today i decided to take a step in faith and go up again during alter call to get reconnected with God. and now i'm so happy. i'm so happy for all the other people who got saved today too.. hee hee. i'm just so thankful for everything God has done in my life. and i used to kind of resent the fact that i never felt God telling me something before. but then today i think God told me to not be enemies with someone. and also told me to go up again to be reconnected with Him. that i will do my devotion. i saw the families go up on stage to dedicate their babies into God's hands. and i was just thinking if i would be able to do the same; to teach my children the ways of God when i get married and everything. hmmm. oh well. that we'll find out when the time comes since God has a great plan ahead of me. He will guide me in whatever decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. after that we went out for dinner at this jap place and neo went on a photo frenzy. being the cam-whore he is hahas. taking so many many photos. the food was good ! whee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and last night tiana, wong, qi and i went to max B's again. heh gonna be so fat. there's now chocolate therapy i think cos after all the chocolate, wong's sore throat got better ! now she can talk again. good job partner !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0465.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eat more chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0466.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do i look intoxicated by the chocolate ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0474.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the delicious belgium waffles with ice cream and strawberries. mouthwatering  !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114761163843608380?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114761163843608380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114761163843608380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114761163843608380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114761163843608380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-im-saved-again.html' title='today i&apos;m saved AGAIN'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114750252411277459</id><published>2006-05-13T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:44:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed one day...</title><content type='html'>hello. i woke up at two o'clock today how pro is that. but then i finished my EAP essay plan so now i feel quite accomplished. last night was watching full metal panic ! whoo. its super nice and the guy is oh so cute ! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night qi and i ran out before midnight to eat freddo's but they were aleady closed and to think sign on the door dares to say " open 12.30pm till late" grrr.... so we went to monte's instead and they had APPLE PIE flavour, heh. i ate apple pie and blood orange(orange sherbert) hahas. they have to give it such a chim name right. qi had err. apple pie and short dark (basically coffee) we went to lygon park to sit in front of the blue lights. hmmm. actually its called argyle square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she was saying how nice it would be to have a nice strong bf to lean on in the cold. so i said i'll be her bf. hahas. and then she tried to lean on my shoulders and then she complained that my shoulders weren't broad enough. so i said NO i have broad shoulders ok hahas. so now she's calling BSBF broad shoulders boyfriend. hahas and she's my DCGF damn chio girlfriend. *pukes.    since the broad shoulders is fake then the damn chio must be fake too lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. yesterday we had BIG NOISE. where supposedly ALL trinity students come together to play percussion instruments and have lots of fun and make lots of noise. whee. but before that we bought posters at union house ..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0413.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hahas. this is a photo of ALMOST all the albert house people with the band at BIG NOISE. notice the cool bald guy at the back. whoo. he's so COOL. &lt;br /&gt;row1: me , wenqi, christine teo&lt;br /&gt;row2:yichian, lilian, christine lim, beng sze, neo, steven, poh&lt;br /&gt;row3:andrew being blocked by someone's hand. see him ?? hahas. &lt;br /&gt;last row: the band people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0366.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me with this really nice poster i wanted to buy to put in front of my bed so that i can have nice dreams of the beach at the sunset. but its quite big so ... didn't get it haha. andrew's quite good phototaking compared to mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/CIMG0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/CIMG0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heh .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/1600/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3181/211/320/.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm/ this is my attempt to make their picture look like their being shot. dance or you die !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;thought of the day: do we really have to judge our friends based on the things they do to other people when we don't really know their rationale to doing it in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenchee is nice but i am nicer, hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114750252411277459?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114750252411277459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114750252411277459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114750252411277459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114750252411277459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-missed-one-day_13.html' title='i missed one day...'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114733288311116815</id><published>2006-05-11T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T15:34:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syafiq says : why am i so bad ah</title><content type='html'>aiyerr.. syafiq is a-LIVE ! in his room now. muah hahas. we had a nice talk today on the way home hee hee. and i got full metal panic from syafiq i hope its a super nice show! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. thought of the day: oreos have two sides to them . if the cream side would give you a tummy ache but the non cream side has no taste. which would u eat ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course. the cream side right. hahas. cos cream is so YUMMY ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidences are so good. they sort of happen for a reason without the person actually wanting it to happen yet thinking that it would be nice if it would happen. heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREATHE... fu carp. in and out.. hahas its breathe in breathe out in canto. but it sounded like full cup .. hahas. like bra size and stuff. X) funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114733288311116815?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114733288311116815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114733288311116815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114733288311116815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114733288311116815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/syafiq-says-why-am-i-so-bad-ah.html' title='syafiq says : why am i so bad ah'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114724081296274454</id><published>2006-05-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:00:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the library yet again.</title><content type='html'>hmmm. i've been coming to the library quite often these days. i didn't eat lunch today. was doing my maths 2 in the library cos i have only one period today. i'm blogging while standing up. how cool is that ?? and the andrew's shanghai girl is standing beside me. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;whenchee says HI !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hmmm.....   its super uber cold today. why does it have to choose to be so cold when i'm wearing a skirt and even my thick jacket isn't thick enough. should have worn my winter jacket man. grrr. i don't feel like leaving the library anymore. i went out for two minutes and i'm freezing again. i think its what winter will feel like. but winter won't be AS BAD AS today cos we'll be in all thermal wear and everything, the entire suit ! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;thought of the day: if you were going to go to some place far away and could give your happiness to someone, all your happy memories and everything. who would it be ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;font color=green&gt;the friend who is so sad that suicide is practically the only thought in their mind ?? or the one that you don't love but whom you know loves you dearly and will miss you without having you around??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;yesterday i was super brain dead. didn't have any thoughts of the day. so here !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;was supposed to go to watch mission impossible three with chua and all. but cos dance ended late, we didn't go. then all the albert house guys wanted to go watch so we braved the rain and went. but we realised that tickets were thirty dollars. hahas.  so in the end, we went to max brenner's . &lt;br /&gt;we realised that the max B. at QV and melbourne central are wuite different. the belgium waffles at melb. central are so much cooler. cos they're served with strawberries, chocolate and ic cream. whee. next time i'll eat the chocolate lick,. pure chocolate that you eat... ~~ OMG, pure heaven i tell you . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hha. i feel hardworking today ! muah hahas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;this is going to be the start of something nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;wenqi is smart but I AM SMARTER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;*grins X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114724081296274454?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114724081296274454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114724081296274454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114724081296274454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114724081296274454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-library-yet-again.html' title='in the library yet again.'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114714353381070012</id><published>2006-05-09T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T10:58:53.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no books to borrow.</title><content type='html'>i'm in the library yet again and there's no library shuai ge. but then i didn't come here to see him i wanted to borrow books but there aren't anymore. nevermind i will come tomorrow. must look through my HOI tonight then i can come and look at the books tomorrow morning. whee. eh no AFTERNOON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;just had big noise. was quite fun. i played the claves thing. whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;having dance club later. heh heh . kk gonna be fun ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;wenqi is disappointed cos she can't see library shuai ge. but she says he's ugly. so wtv. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;kk. maybe we gonna watch MI3 ! heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114714353381070012?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114714353381070012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114714353381070012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114714353381070012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114714353381070012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-books-to-borrow.html' title='no books to borrow.'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114708097454514519</id><published>2006-05-08T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T17:37:50.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another beautiful day. but with a headache</title><content type='html'>today i met library shuai ge again !! hahas. but could only admire him from a distance. aiyerr. i feel so stalker-ish now ! but then i'm not expecting to really make friends or for anything to happen between us lolx. &lt;P&gt;whee. but i just feel quite happy lar to even see him. oh man. but i think this year might be his last year already unless he does honours next year. ninghui saw him and she says he's above average ! heh .. and that he doesn't look old. la la la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;but then i went to chem lecture and i couldn't concentrate, and then after that i got a headache. couldn't even answer poh properly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;now qiqi is in my room listening to chinese songs and her heart is melting !! okok . &lt;font size=15&gt;I LOVE WHENCHEE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;in the afternoon we had some sex talk. saying that its ok to say "NO" to sex and alcohol. if you decide to say "yes" use a condom. hahs quite amusing and thats its not right to sexual harass someone. wong and i started this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello hello shaaye just did something loserish n yes she loves me!! yay!! oh n her pink speaker sucks cos no music can come out from it. n the battery leaked. eww. n her stupid chocolate is damn addictive ahhh!! our diet plan shaaye! ;("&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114708097454514519?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114708097454514519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114708097454514519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114708097454514519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114708097454514519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-beautiful-day-but-with.html' title='another beautiful day. but with a headache'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114681325091009645</id><published>2006-05-05T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T15:14:10.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a heavy downpour.</title><content type='html'>today on my way back with wong and qiqi, it suddenly rained very heavily and we didn't have umbrellas. hahas. we couldn't even run cos wong's legs hurt due to yesterday's tennis with andrew. aiyoh. i walked all the way home when they walked to swanston and lincoln square. aiyaii. poor me. was totally drenched and i was carrying qiqi's library books under my jacket. haahas super funny. you could see one weird box-ish bulge at my left pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;then a thought occurred to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;thought of the day:: if it was raining, who would you shelter if you only had one umbrella. your girlfriend/boyfriend or your best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hmmm.. picture this. you see your best friend waiting for the rain to stop and start walking towards him/her. then you see your boyfriend/girlfriend. so who would you share your umbrella with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.pretend you didn't see them and hurry rush off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.give to both your best friend and boyfriend/girlfriend while you walk in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;3.whatever your own response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hahas. this is uber lame. but at least its not one like who would you save if bothyour mother and your girlfriend drown in the sea. cos likely that they both can swim to go swimming in the sea and if they're both drowning you could be in danger of drowning yourself so the conclusion is that you can't save anyone. must save yourself ! or you die. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i think if i'm the best friend and my friend wants to share the umbrella with me. i would tell him/her to go share with his/her boyfriend/girlfriend instead . lolx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;random post lar. i can't even believe i typed three posts in ONE day. omg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114681325091009645?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114681325091009645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114681325091009645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114681325091009645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114681325091009645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/heavy-downpour.html' title='a heavy downpour.'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114679710640552523</id><published>2006-05-05T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T13:22:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hardworking day</title><content type='html'>today's the first day in a long long time i've woken up early in the morning to study. hahas then qiqi and i came to leeper library where i am now to start on our hoi essay. don't think i'll be able to start till a long time more. cos i need to read the sources. analyse them, then figure out what my argument will be and everything. aiyaii. i'm not a very organised person so i don't think i'm GREAT at writing essays. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;just now while photocopying stuff. i met this really cute guy. omg. cos i was taking my time photocopying, making sure i dont do something stupid like photocopy with one whole row of words missing only to find out i did it after actually completing the photocopying so... i took quite a while. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;then this guy was standing near me and i thought he wanted to use the machine for awhile so i asked him &lt;br&gt; "do you only need to print a few pages?? i can let you go first" &lt;br&gt;he said "no i'm printing something. where are you from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;me: "singapore"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;him:'me too. oh that must be my stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;me:"oh  *stones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;*his papers finish printing then he said:"ok see you around"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;oh hohos. today is a happy day !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i'm so going to do extra devotion tonight. !! yippee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;lets just leave it all to fate ok . cos even the person who believes strongly in fate has found the girl of his dreams so i'm going to leave everything in God's hands. and let Him do His work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114679710640552523?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114679710640552523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114679710640552523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114679710640552523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114679710640552523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/hardworking-day.html' title='hardworking day'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114678714404806081</id><published>2006-05-05T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:59:04.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoo bee doo wup</title><content type='html'>last night i realised that there are a lot of things i have never done before. i watched my friend's video where they took the video cam up on the roller coaster. about twelve of them went up to genting for a holiday. stayng there for 3D2N just to go explore everything. cool right. some day i'll  do that too. hmmm i'm in the comp lab listening to corrinne may. and there's this other guy trying to compete music with me.   the comp lab is quite funny. they turned oo the music setting. i mean its on MUTE but the comp idiot - me ! managed to find where to click for the sound to come out on a MAC. waah hahas. maybe next time i'll get a mac. then i'll learn how to use all the animation stuff then i can make cool videos and edit images and stuff. then everyone will praise me for being so good at the computer. la dee da. someday. ooh must do two essays this term. i'm such a lazy person to go research and type stuff. haiyah.one good thing i did was that i helped syafiq to print his HOI stuff ytd. i just use the comp click 'print' 'print' 'print' hahas. whoo. i'm such a kind soul. la dee da. no more indomie for 4/5/6 don't know how many days. diet ! when i go back in december i'm going to be like how chio man. haha. no one will recognise me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114678714404806081?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114678714404806081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114678714404806081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114678714404806081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114678714404806081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/shoo-bee-doo-wup.html' title='shoo bee doo wup'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114675057220350817</id><published>2006-05-04T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:49:32.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok must update everyday</title><content type='html'>hello whenchee. ok i'm in my room and syafiq is in here and we're seriously jobless. he's doing photoshop on his photos. one of him in the ' mailbox' ? but his leg is sticking out. and now doing the one with him neo and i in our boxers. my spongebobs , syafiq's spiderman and neo's capcom VS something. aiyah theirs are omg silky ok . hahas. super funny. and i'm err.. chatting. although i was supposed to STUDY. but don't care lar. catch up on chem sometime soon. this term i'm so slack . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;yesterday's lit. class was so boring. aiyaii. bozzi was talking so slowly and softly- as usual. but one funny thing is that he's funny when he's being sarcastic or something. he said that teenagers are weird. they like to talk in analogies. because we use the word ' like ' so much. eg; " thats like so hot " hahas. &lt;----NEO. hoho. someday i'll post a photo of him lar. SOMEDAY. it means that its not actually hot. its like hot. and he said ' i don't know what they mean by that ' hahas. quite amusing right my funny literature tutor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114675057220350817?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114675057220350817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114675057220350817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114675057220350817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114675057220350817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/ok-must-update-everyday.html' title='ok must update everyday'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114664200681853781</id><published>2006-05-03T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T15:40:06.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well. i'm deciding to rant before dinner</title><content type='html'>aiyah . just now the stupid MAC compputer in the comp lab amazingly ate my blog post and i couldn't find where to open it again. blame it on my IT idiotic-ness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i hear knocks on the door, someone wanting to get in . but heck, he can wait outside lolx. hmmm now i can't think of what to type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;after the holidays, my brain has been lazing, waiting to be shaken awake again i hope. grrr. this is hard. how come i have friends who can writ e so beautifully, using analogies and all sorts of flowery language. its hard to type like them. i've been in this place for over an hour. but oh well. i'm going home for dinner soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;thought for the day: what would u do if you found out that you were going to lose your eyesight in a week?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br&gt;how come now my brain can't think of what i wanted to type just now ? ah . yes. i think life these days is getting complicated to understand what you are trying to say. especially in draggy soppy korean drama serials that make you cry at the end regardless of age or race or sex. hahas. and actually i find it funny too. because when i talk to people, do i really say what i mean. do people actually understand what i'm trying to say and do they know when i am joking. has my humour flown away out of the aeroplane window on my way back to melbourne. how come i don't laugh as much as i used to. i don't find as many things funny. i don't laugh for no reason, or for the reason that i JUST WANT TO LAUGH often enough. i don't think enough. sometimes i don't know why i do the things i do and what i want to achive by doing them. a lot of the things are pointless. redundant things. and a lot of times i feel things that i don't think i should feel. things that are so trivial, yet i get caught up in it. maybe my time's not fully utilised enough. hmmm. my friend said :"if you look down on yourself then u give me the right to look down on you". i used to be a cheerful person with little worries but now... small things can get me down. make me upset and stuff. and i don't think its healthy. i'm doing my best though. and after this ranting i think these bad emotions will go away. *POOF like dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;yeah! and i'm consoled because i'm coming back again in june. whee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i'm thinking of joining some club or something. probably dance. they're doing swing this term heh . sounds cool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114664200681853781?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114664200681853781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114664200681853781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114664200681853781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114664200681853781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-well-im-deciding-to-rant-before_03.html' title='oh well. i&apos;m deciding to rant before dinner'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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-9125101.post-114664195154348163</id><published>2006-05-03T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T15:39:11.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh well. i'm deciding to rant before dinner</title><content type='html'>aiyah . just now the stupid MAC compputer in the comp lab amazingly ate my blog post and i couldn't find where to open it again. blame it on my IT idiotic-ness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i hear knocks on the door, someone wanting to get in . but heck, he can wait outside lolx. hmmm now i can't think of what to type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;after the holidays, my brain has been lazing, waiting to be shaken awake again i hope. grrr. this is hard. how come i have friends who can writ e so beautifully, using analogies and all sorts of flowery language. its hard to type like them. i've been in this place for over an hour. but oh well. i'm going home for dinner soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;thought for the day: what would u do if you found out that you were going to lose your eyesight in a week?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br&gt;how come now my brain can't think of what i wanted to type just now ? ah . yes. i think life these days is getting complicated to understand what you are trying to say. especially in draggy soppy korean drama serials that make you cry at the end regardless of age or race or sex. hahas. and actually i find it funny too. because when i talk to people, do i really say what i mean. do people actually understand what i'm trying to say and do they know when i am joking. has my humour flown away out of the aeroplane window on my way back to melbourne. how come i don't laugh as much as i used to. i don't find as many things funny. i don't laugh for no reason, or for the reason that i JUST WANT TO LAUGH often enough. i don't think enough. sometimes i don't know why i do the things i do and what i want to achive by doing them. a lot of the things are pointless. redundant things. and a lot of times i feel things that i don't think i should feel. things that are so trivial, yet i get caught up in it. maybe my time's not fully utilised enough. hmmm. my friend said :"if you look down on yourself then u give me the right to look down on you". i used to be a cheerful person with little worries but now... small things can get me down. make me upset and stuff. and i don't think its healthy. i'm doing my best though. and after this ranting i think these bad emotions will go away. *POOF like dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;yeah! and i'm consoled because i'm coming back again in june. whee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125101-114664195154348163?l=mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/114664195154348163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125101&amp;postID=114664195154348163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114664195154348163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125101/posts/default/114664195154348163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mismatched-shoes.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-well-im-deciding-to-rant-before.html' title='oh well. i&apos;m deciding to rant before dinner'/><author><name>shoE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09076652791245082385</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>
