<?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-11931196</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:22:31.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tHE GiRL-nExT-dO0r (eileendeng.blogspot.com)</title><subtitle type='html'>aloha humans! welcome to my homepage...whether u think it's sucky or not, still thank you for visitin my page!!! so basically this is like no other blog about a girl's life that is eventually *stucked* ~ somehow it's a new site and there's nuthin much to read about but i'll continue updating it, so feel free to browse around n leave comments =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113530572727553330</id><published>2005-12-23T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:04:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gOOd-bYe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Decided to move to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eileendeng.multiply.com"&gt;another site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- it's a lot easier to upload pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- it has more option spaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- neat and tidy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- it multiplies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Keke...cya folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113530572727553330?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113530572727553330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113530572727553330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-bye.html' title='gOOd-bYe...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113514466587613064</id><published>2005-12-21T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:14:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So after a long while of practice, carolling is finally over...Subang Parade and the 3 houses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, Subang Parade's stage was supreme pathetic...It was as tiny as two joint up typical-mamak-store-tables...the dancers had to dance below the stage on an open place...and the carolling team, we squeezed each and every one of our bodies on the stage while singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After-all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/choirsubang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aww...we were all like celebraties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then house-to-house...*coughs* Ahems ahems...this is how the whole story began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a fine Sunday evening, Steve got me and Mel with Kenneth and Kendrick in his car. We saw a car-crash-motorbike accident on the way to church. When we got to church...Right opposite me came down a tall charming, cool looking dude from a bat-mobile-looking Proton Saga...i'm so sorry Kenneth,I had to admit...&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;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/loong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Look at our shirts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I had to admit that, he was the one for me...*shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But obviously Kenneth said "NO!!!!" So at the end of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/75576307_729b223b40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I look so retarded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Happily Sitting Back Next To Kenneth Again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113514466587613064?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113514466587613064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113514466587613064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/12/choir.html' title='Choir!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113514355790431871</id><published>2005-12-21T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T13:43:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alfie's Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wee...so finally he's getting married...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at my dad's in the morning. It was an early Saturday morning, a restless Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;So finally, I got up on my lazy fat butt to get ready for Alfie's big day!&lt;br /&gt;Yup, yup...making up, washing my hair, what not what not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da!!! We were there at Eastin...finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/drunk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I see you...yeee-ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I got all high while my couzs Ed and Susan said "Drink Eileen drink! Go on, you're not going home until you've finished all that!"&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/drunk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more...gulp gulp gulp...&lt;br /&gt;And when I started looking like a stupid brown burnt tomato. (Burnt tomatoes are supposed to be brown) Edmund suggested to walk around a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/drunk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Mel walked around the hotel taking stupid pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/bucket1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a second, I was looking into the skies and saw little birds flying all around my head. Eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/drunk5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept throughout the whole wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and no-one actually woke me up for dessert until we were leaving. *Hmmph!!* But oh well, it was funnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the new wedded couple! May you both live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/~linkto_evince"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hometown.aol.com/katiez203/images/anim87.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com/~linkto_evince"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hometown.aol.com/katiez203/images/anim87.gif" border="0" /&gt;&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/11931196-113514355790431871?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113514355790431871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113514355790431871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/12/alfies-wedding.html' title='Alfie&apos;s Wedding!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113500645724937967</id><published>2005-12-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T01:29:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm losing MY mind!!!! NO, i'm catching MY breath!!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, someone pass me a nice hot cup of tea...&lt;br /&gt;Geeze, it's been ages since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again...Lots and lots of things have been happening recently! I'm starting to lose whatever that's in me again...No no,oh no, i'm gonna explode anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/crazy.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;--- I'M GOING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, school'll be reopening soon. And Eileen is such a dumbass she's definitely getting in the worse class ever in form 5 ---negativity--- tsk tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Eileen is a dumbass. Eileen is a dumbass. Eileen is a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting much actually, praying a lot for a breakthrough. After spm...---I leave it all to HIM---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So papa Nic Chung has finally gave mama Dolls her rock. I'm so happy for them! &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/lf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how happy she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/lf1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that happy couple...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happily ever after!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in for me...haha, yea babe! Kenneth got me my favourite pink and orchids the other day, then roses from camerons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08443.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though we seem to go wrong -and really wrong- sometimes, most of the time. Yea, things turn out to be right eventually, when you're with Kenneth Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that has been expected are no longer in expectation. The ss2 park carnival, subang parade, carolling from house to house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/72004469_b92a1f6bb4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that i'm actually a very naughty person. Playful and what not. Something happened which almost costed me my whole entire christmas. But i'm glad things are fine now, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;This year's prolly the best and worst year. Best things happened to me yet turns the whole year upside down. And to the people around me, if you're reading this, thank you all and i'm really sorry for being such a horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you see a post with a happy starting and a sad ending anyways? This is, probably. Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113500645724937967?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113500645724937967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113500645724937967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-losing-my-mind-no-im-catching-my.html' title='I&apos;m losing MY mind!!!! NO, i&apos;m catching MY breath!!!!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113234061524243227</id><published>2005-11-19T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T04:28:33.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*everything's normal*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yup...everything's back to normal! I guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, some idiot hacked into my msn messenger account and changed my password. Trying to be someone else but yourself, where's the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;originality&lt;/span&gt;? Thought i'd sign up for a new messenger...at last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyways, holiday's kinda boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Therefore, the first day of hols, me and mel decided to be good chefs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It turned out, that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/8a962922.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tomatoes, red dates, veggie *eWww*, bean curd, wine, soya sauce, american ginseng, salt, water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh well, this is what you call a pro "cook"...Chinese Food Good Luck! =&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We washed our shoes together. And we found out that one of our elle sport shoes actually has some kinda extraordinary powers...Water came out of it like a fountain! Wee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Anyways, i've curled my hair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic10.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;PonTiaNak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I miss Bangkok, i've not updated much on it 'coz i'm too lazy to upload the pictures taken. But I promise, they'll all be up someday. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Miss the food...especially the red-hot-spicy teochew noodles...slurrppsss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;After,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Missed shopping at Chatuchak Market. Dee called it JJ market with 55 zones. The largest market ever in the world! FYI, we went only one zone. Hmmphh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I almost wanted to get this dustbin for Pui Mun, it had her FAVOURITEST Vic on it...it's really cute! I could've hide myself in it and mailed it back here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I missed Bangkok's public toilets too...it's umm, really unique...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pic4.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/cf893358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wonder why? They actually sold drinks, snacks, cup noodles in front of the toilet...No doubt about it, some 10-star-loo...You know, when you sit on the toilet bowl and party kinda thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Guess what? I got chicken little bandages!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/f5fd4a1a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've watched the movie twice with Kenneth Koh...chicky's sooo adorable!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Shyt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I miss Kenneth soo much! Saw him 5 days straight this week...He was being all sweet taking me here and there although he's gettin broke...and helping me track down the perasanted wannabe who's using my account...i love him to bits! Miss Eddy too...after all the things that happened, he's still all nice...I still remember that really bitter-schweeeet laughter on him after receiving the lip balm I got for him...bwahahahahahaha!!!! And thank God Caryna got her bag back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113234061524243227?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113234061524243227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113234061524243227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/11/everythings-normal.html' title='*everything&apos;s normal*'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113143755628456167</id><published>2005-11-08T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T16:12:36.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ex...Kenny Tan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha, this topic seems interesting...it'll prolly boil up ppl's heart, especially someone in particular...tee heehee, don't worry ken, i'll always love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thought i'd talk about my ex-bf, Kenny Tan today. Was just talking to him this morning, he's really slow and lame than ever before. Anyways, here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We met each other during rc...the first time I saw him, he was kindda cute...Well, I hated him after that 'coz he's super fierce, what a blardee kay po chi he is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh well, the story really began after he came to my school for some rc function. He got my number from some ---friend--- (people who know him burst into tears, he's such a perasanted freak) then he started calling, msging, and taking me out...He was really nice though, there was once where he took a dog home, I named it Hero. He's still alive today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One day, we just realized that things couldn't work out between us. So, that was the end of the story between me and him. But, for your information...we're still friends today =&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/khen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/khen2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/khenfunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; THIS IS A RETARD FREAK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113143755628456167?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/113143755628456167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=113143755628456167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113143755628456167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113143755628456167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-exkenny-tan.html' title='My ex...Kenny Tan'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113139895051183842</id><published>2005-11-08T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:53:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I just had this urge to blog. I wonder how people can type those really long postings? They must be really good in essay writing, you know who i'm talking about...Anyways, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to scrutinize a bit with one of my best friend, Pui Mun's bloggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hmm, didn't know that she had so much to write...it's in my shock...the usual quiet and talking-like-an-ant, she could hardly hear herself kinda Pui Mun can actually post so much about herself. Frankly, i'm suprised to see some posting of hers that mentioned soo much that I don't even know about her. This is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Frankly, i'm trying to...for the first time...type a long posting. It's either gonna be all crap or something. Anyways, i'm just really glad today. I've talked things over with Kenneth K., i'm just really happy that we're together again. I just wanted him to know that, I really love him alot. Never have I been so &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; anyone before. You're my heavensent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/editedkel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Things happen so sudden. From the beginning till now, things have changed so much. Since primary in UK-to primary in Malaysia-to secondary to where I am currently standing now. I'm no longer the Eileen who doesn't care a single shyt out of anything anymore. The usage of the F-word has also decreased in a sudden shock since I came to know Him, my lord. I'm just really delighted over my salvation. Anyways, I hope things get better. I want the Lord to be pleased in things I do now, and one day when I can finally meet Him face to face, I want Him to tell me that i've done things right on earth, that i'm His faithful servant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;All this while, i've been expecting so much in return in everything I do. The more I can't get what I want, the more I give to it. I'm an ambitious student who just wants to look good in school. I want to be a bio-engineer in the future who takes a big good looking Benz with a driver to work everyday. Things change eventually. I just want to do things &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Lastly, i'd wanna thank the people around me who's been caring for me so much. Your support all this while is beyond all I can ever repay. Kenneth K., Pui Mun, Winney, Valerie, Jasmyn, juniors...you guys are great. I wouldn't last a day without you guys lifting me up. My family who's been leading my life on and on each day. Not to forget, Eddy! My big brother who's been so caring and sweet to get me for badminton each week. I promise to let you ride on my myvi when I get my driving license someday, ok? Thank God for you all. Eileen sayang you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Sawadee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I've finally a long posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113139895051183842?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/113139895051183842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=113139895051183842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113139895051183842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113139895051183842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-of-me.html' title='More of me...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113130613460478603</id><published>2005-11-07T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T03:42:14.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hOmE sChWeet hOmE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I didn't realize how much this hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/96f7e6d2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly not this, but it hurts alot...I have no idea where I got this from though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just got back from Bangkok not too long ago ;;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing the people there already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/354af291.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gosh, this is so last 2 minutes ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But oh well, anyways, I'm glad to be home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;**more to be comin' up**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113130613460478603?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/113130613460478603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=113130613460478603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113130613460478603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113130613460478603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/11/home-schweet-home.html' title='hOmE sChWeet hOmE'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-113033581145445707</id><published>2005-10-26T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:05:26.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chunted-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay...this day seemed really hard to get over with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. Question: Oh...and why is it Eileen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was supposed to set up the registration counter for youth camp in the morning, but i overslept...arrggghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*i was still painting till 7 am in the morning&lt;br /&gt;*my alarm kong-ed&lt;br /&gt;*i missed socem and theres gonna be a replacement class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, the theme this year is "under construction"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "i'm desperate for coke" kindda look...taken by Alan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/6c24e74d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Alan by the way...decent guy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sweet cell leader teacher Dolls...and Alan's sis Beezzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So then...We went to the Curve with my darling lf members to celebrate Melly's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;We had ~pure~ funnn!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at kiM gArY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Melly Milly Mo!!!! Muakiess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone so hungry la?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolly and big-sis Carr-men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08390edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ice milo!!!! Haha, i've been craving for it...i can hear the hallelujah chorus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small Nath and Stupid Elle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So yea...we shopped a bit at Nichii and we had to leave coz me and melly had a dinner to attend that night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. Details: Carr-men seemed happy! Tee hee hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08399.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, we saw this huge hibiscus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its...umm,lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08366.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All set for dinner...yea babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08403.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the food,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08411.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08413.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sum shyt i did to my dessert ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So yea...basically, I had a great day...*wiNks* this day was just pure fun having to spend time with my friends and shoppin and food...besides, i saw cute lil' Lucas too! he's finally growing into a fine young man...hmm,i feel contented!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~pEacE OuT~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;uPdAteD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-113033581145445707?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/113033581145445707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=113033581145445707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113033581145445707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/113033581145445707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/chunted-ness.html' title='chunted-ness'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112995132115170005</id><published>2005-10-22T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:33:11.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aDoRaBLE cReAtUrEs!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*aHaks*!! I have no idea how, but I thank God for all these really adoooorrrable lil' creatures on our planet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oFFicEr aNgeL...isn't she adorable!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/IMG_0763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fOrGEt mE nOt...chArLy baybeh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/charles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MunX2's pLuTo dArLiNggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/3997614584965l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Carr-men's bELoVeD gOLdiE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/goldie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*WiNkS* This is one gOOd oNe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/mEmEgA.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mEgA bOyyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dogs are men's best friend,thou i'm not a man...*GAWD*!! I lurvee doggs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112995132115170005?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112995132115170005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112995132115170005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112995132115170005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112995132115170005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/adorable-creatures.html' title='aDoRaBLE cReAtUrEs!!!!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112991348811560638</id><published>2005-10-22T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:23:33.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rantings on Island cafe, SS2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rantings given on Island cafe a.k.a Chui Chui Shui, SS2.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give 5 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;1. The environment's good, it gives people a beachy island kindda feeling.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've mistaken a guy for Josh because all the workers there wear &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. They have cute loo's.&lt;br /&gt;4. The chairs are too short for the tables. I looked like an underage idiot sipping soda out of a glass huger than my face.&lt;br /&gt;5. The food served are in really small portions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit dark but here are a few snaps taken...&lt;br /&gt;This is some fried rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/8795913e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurppsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/c8975658.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left: Pink lady, Angel's kiss, and honey Jasmine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/df1ac851.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...left over fried noodles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This place is located in SS2, its the last corner shop and the same row with McDs...The pricing's quite okay, so go kick some island butt today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112991348811560638?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112991348811560638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112991348811560638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112991348811560638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112991348811560638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/rantings-on-island-cafe-ss2.html' title='Rantings on Island cafe, SS2.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112991122546511879</id><published>2005-10-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:27:27.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME = Mango</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;There was once the whole bunch of us were having supper after FNS. Nic somewhat described himself as a starfruit. Where he is similar internally and externally. I guess Joshua was right about me after all, i'm a mango. I don't mean i'm a mango la, I think i'm something similar to a mango. I'm internally yellow, externally yellow too. Just somewhat rather thick-skinned (there are some times where you'll have to look after your "face"). Sweet, or sour...it's up to you to pick --- at the right time. I can get really moody at times, but tanthrums were never my thing. I don't mind sniffing my best friend's shoe in front of my teachers, I don't mind sitting in the middle of the balcony studying for my mid-term exams...I am ME. And ME is ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm thankful how God made me someone I love. Therefore, I love ME. And the maker of ME too. I'm thankful for the people out there who loves me. I love you guys too! Mangoes can never turn into turnips, or eggplants...but if you make good use out of it, mangoes make really good lasse's...with a little more ice and toppings, i am = PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;But who can be perfect anyway besides God? By the end of the day, spices will rott and the wonderful glass of mango lasse will turn stale too no matter how delicious it has once been. One day I will turn into an old woman and finally thinking of whether I should fly or swim in the atmosphere to heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Through this lesson, we get to know that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;MANGOES ARE GOOD FOR HEALTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Haha nah...appreciate who you are and what God has made you for. There is no need to turn into a durian just because durian's are more likeable. Therefore, lets all be mangoes today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112991122546511879?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112991122546511879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112991122546511879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112991122546511879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112991122546511879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/me-mango.html' title='ME = Mango'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112981850237182269</id><published>2005-10-20T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T04:56:42.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;We met...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/sAiFuL.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAIFUL!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;He's the really cute guy from first year's MI...&lt;br /&gt;P/S: The pic'll look better if Melly was gone...=P Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/MiChAeLaNgArAnO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;Michael Angarano&lt;/strong&gt; --- if i'm not mistaken, from the movie Sky High. Just thought i'd put it up 'coz he looks like Ken...heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you see too many dead bodies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/pENnY.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penny&lt;/strong&gt; frowning in tiredness...Took this when we just got back from the anatomy museum on 15th Oct '05, Time : Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,she looks like Padme from Star Wars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/YaZziE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yazzie&lt;/strong&gt;'s really nice...Btw, her number's 012-XXXXXXX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys if i've been craving your indulgences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/PiCtUrE.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mE and KeN&lt;br /&gt;Its blur thou...took it frm a sticker on Ken's birthday...love him soo much!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112981850237182269?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112981850237182269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112981850237182269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112981850237182269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112981850237182269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112877647063525443</id><published>2005-10-08T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:45:32.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey peeps! I'm back again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Metamorphosis should prolly be re-named...late back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yup, classic and honest enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyways, these are a few things that have been happening:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* I've been missing k2g for almost a month and soo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* SaMe gOes tO LF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* I've rEaD miLLiOns oF bOOks,these include the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Finals are gonna end soon...and soon, i'll be able to get rid of insomnia desease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Love physics! Soo soo much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* This doesn't mean i don't love Ken...i love him soo much!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* Got my new car *winks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm...so yea, basically life is quite interesting when The Maker has planned everything for you...It's quite dumb when people complain that they get really bored at times, this means that The Maker has planned for u to rest ur lazy arse for u have further dreams to seek for, longer roads in life you gotta walk across...riTe? Yeap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, plans! I say plans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've actually planned to laze at home all day after the finals...but Mrs.Loo and Pn.Lim said NO...This is because Mrs.Loo's in charge of registration for SPM next year, and i'll hafta be in school if i still intend to take chinese as an extra subject. This is a MUST...if not she'll register funny subjects for me like Tamil and all...Arrgghh!!! Therefore, Pn.Lim said no as well coz she wants to finish her chemistry chapter on G-A-R-A-M. Why? Am i such a pain in ur butt?! Teachers can somehow get really irratating...this is why our class ditched during math. Since our english teacher went on maturnity lift, we started having math EVERYDAY. I say, every single day weih...So...when it comes to math period, our whole class will then line up in one straight fine line, and tour around the school. Chuntedness...this is definitely safe, because our leader will do the head-check after every turn we walk by...we're such a bunch of weirdos! Ahaks! =D During the holidays, i'll prolly get a job or sumthin...was thinkin of delifrance coz their caps are really cute! Gotta catch up with sum homework, my bible, family and friends...last but not least, hehe...XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX dut!!! ---SENSORED---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One thing I definitely won't wanna miss out is of course my thank you's again! Firstly, thank the Lord!!! I'm glad that stuffs are planned for me...yet, searching and scrutinizing the purpose of my existance. Thanks Eddy!!! You've been a really great friend and brother...and all the car rides =P Thanks to 4 S Baktians, u guys have made my days in school "possible", or rather...entertaining. Hehe...think that's abt it so far...yet to be comin k? So watch out for the geek returns! Cya folks...mmmuaxxx!! Loveya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112877647063525443?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112877647063525443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112877647063525443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112877647063525443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112877647063525443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/10/wee.html' title='WEE!!!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112636287110367659</id><published>2005-09-10T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:42:10.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHYT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Am i retarded or what...!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Betty bought some butter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;but the butter was bitter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Betty bought some better butter to make the bitter butter better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;One more comin up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;How much wood would a wood chuck chuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;When a wood chuck would chuck wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Sammie Wammie&lt;/strong&gt; for her tongue twisters that cheered me up thruout my August test. If it weren't for her, i wouldn't be writtin tongue twisters in my answer sheets instead of the answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Nah, i'm only joking...Even if we weren't allowed to talk, she'll still be whistling her tongue twisters IN MY EAR when i was practicing add math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;But, i'm glad. I didn't fail any of my subs this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;In fact, i think i did pretty well for bio and eng. JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yet, thanks to the people who have been keeping me in their prayers and has helped me and gave me lotsa lotsa support throughout this whole time. They're much appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Thanks to my &lt;strong&gt;teachers&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm catchin up with the class. Thanks to my &lt;strong&gt;crazzeee classmates&lt;/strong&gt; for all the praby or rubiiee thing, u get me rite? Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;sweet kenneth&lt;/strong&gt;, who has been cheerin me up alot and taught me how to skate. Mmmuaxx!! Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;PM and Wewe&lt;/strong&gt; for all the support! Lastly, thanks to my &lt;strong&gt;daddy,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mamaaa and melooo&lt;/strong&gt; for all their love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;THANK GOD for all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Its so weird. It happens all the time, where I write my appreciation for people each time i blog. Yet, i hope to not miss anyone out. It's like doing some project where u hafta write the penghargaan thinggy each time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyways, things happen, things change. I kindda miss the time during PMR where i didnt have to study much yet i cud get top 3 in class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;PMR = piece of cake. Form 4 is such a pain. I can never get chemistry. Teacher's teaching the last chap on acid, alkaline and salt, i don't get it...Nvm, let's not talk abt chem, it hurts people's feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope i can get through this...fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love u guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112636287110367659?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112636287110367659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112636287110367659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112636287110367659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112636287110367659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/09/shyt.html' title='SHYT!!!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112635800770911943</id><published>2005-09-10T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:28:11.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By, a girl who's living in the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yea yea...i know i know...I haven't been blogging for like...centuries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Things has just became really busy...homework...activities...exams and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm sorry people, there isn't much to read about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Besides an apology, here I grant u with an old granny story of what has been happening all this time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Firstly, I would like to announce that my baby brother is born! His name is Lucas by the way, and he's reallyyy cute..he's around 3 months old now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My condolences to all students out there who are stucked in this mess like me. Having studies on Saturdays is totally going against the earth spinning! W-R-O-N-G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Welcome back the 2 boys from India, i'm way back behind time guys...Yet, welcome home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Arggh...how i wished i cud quite school rite now and open a gas station and run my business and let the $ flow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Firstly, sales are just over...(a-10-tion)and i'm broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Secondly, add math statistics project is giving me and my friends a headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thirdly, I thank Him i'm still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Maybe I should re-consider PM's suggestion after all and close down my blog...I can hardly come online anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reader's suggest...If u still wanna continue reading this blog, i think u should write an application to the ministry of education to give students of Malaysia 8 days of rest in a week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha, i'm only kidding. I'm high, yet low. Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks for reading! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;P/S:: Protect The Planet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love u guys!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112635800770911943?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112635800770911943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112635800770911943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112635800770911943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112635800770911943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/09/by-girl-whos-living-in-past.html' title='By, a girl who&apos;s living in the past'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112165055354843752</id><published>2005-07-18T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T09:35:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English / Not !?</title><content type='html'>Guys...i'm in school now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be having english now but i guess my pregnant teacher couldn't help herself to not ZzZzZz...pregnant women...&lt;br /&gt;Well well, i've been reading blogs. &lt;br /&gt;And my time is up...i gotta go now...*GONE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112165055354843752?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112165055354843752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112165055354843752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112165055354843752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112165055354843752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/07/english-not.html' title='English / Not !?'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112158361882404759</id><published>2005-07-17T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:01:53.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112158361882404759?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112158361882404759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112158361882404759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112158361882404759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112158361882404759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey.html' title='Hey...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112038217154886307</id><published>2005-07-03T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:09:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Precious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;These are some favourite collections of mine, just random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/andrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favouritest...my Andrew album with his autograph! And the rest of the contestants as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melly's Dina album with her lovely auto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MI again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hip operatish kindda thinggy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08302.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coins coins coins!!! My 50 cents collection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to be coming...perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112038217154886307?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112038217154886307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112038217154886307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112038217154886307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112038217154886307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-precious.html' title='My Precious...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-112037267602542827</id><published>2005-07-03T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T14:44:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hey guys! Oh my gosh, i haven't been seeing ya'll in ages...hows everyone lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm blogging now...i'm blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gosh, i c fungus everywhere...who's suppose to do the cleaning? Is it u, josh!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, stop it eL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here i go...Lets c,what am i suppose to blog abt? Honestly, i've not an idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What i've been up to lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Nuthin much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I've moved back to my moms...yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. I'm working on a physics project abt badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. My sis lost her phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. K2g's working on the shelter home thinggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. Melly became a real St.Johns, for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. I've watched quite a number of movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. ...read quite a number of books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. I got robbed again...twice in a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. Sri Aman's carnival was during the drought...is that how u spell it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. I'm obsessed with statics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. Been eating alot, barfing alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What i've gotta say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. I love u guys!!! Especially Cary...coz she updates her blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I think i wanna get a haircut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What i've gotta ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Please join the youth in serving shelter home guys! It'll be great fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I'm selling St.Johns flag day car stickers for 2 bucks each, lelong lelong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. C'mon, sing with me! Ba lam ba lam bam bam, wee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That was random...the real thing comes lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;July test is on it's way and i've put up an interest on physics lately, it's prolly the good works of Mrs.Loo. School had been a horrible disaster, though we have fun, it kills. Work work work, just wanna give myself a time of day, it never works. And shyt!!! Tuesday is my school's open day, i just hope my parents don't say anything abt it. Wish me luck...hope to c ya'll the next time i'm back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Btw, i just wanna say hi and thanx to the people out there who's been blessing me all this while, it'll be a whole lotta list if i were to name them out. God bless ya'll! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-112037267602542827?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/112037267602542827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=112037267602542827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112037267602542827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/112037267602542827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/07/aloha.html' title='Aloha.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111737743871168412</id><published>2005-05-29T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:03:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>De Blaze Returns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ain't God just soo wonderful? I'm alive! God bless ya'll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys! I haven't been seeing ya'll in quite a longg time...Everyones just so busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not me, my modem bakared and bombed! Kindda shockin, it nvr happened before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, mid terms are over, and im really thankful. I failed my add math. Wee...And my room is wayy in a mess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Church camp was great fun. I had my water baptism. Congrats eL!!! Yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Retro night was a total run down, it was themed back to the 70s...And guess what? I saw sumone who wore sum old granny blankie flying on a broom stick, or was it a mop stick? Which was like retro zaman Moses or sumthin. You're way too far back man...Hinthint! Ahaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not much updates and highlights, i've just finished 'Can you keep a secret?' and now i'm waitin to read Da Vinci Code...Which is soo not me...I've been way too high with coke...I lurve coke! It doesnt have anything to do with the books, actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeap...nuthin much...i'm just being lame...so reading this = reading nuthin, but thanks for reading anyways. I love u guys! Muax muax!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/rEtRO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;I lurve mah mickey baggie;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbo babeh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/DCP08071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah gorgeous butter flower necklace~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111737743871168412?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111737743871168412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111737743871168412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111737743871168412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111737743871168412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/05/de-blaze-returns.html' title='De Blaze Returns...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111537880042088156</id><published>2005-05-06T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:26:40.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a jOke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;What more can it be? And what more can be said? Life is such a joke, filled with crappy stories and to live with it is such a pain. It COULD be very painful. I can hardly breathe the circle of air anymore. I read this scripture from Galatians 3. It's just a sudden &lt;em&gt;pop-up&lt;/em&gt; from God, and one big realization. Here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Verses 8-11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;The Scripture foresaw that God would justify the Gentiles by faith, and announced the gospel in advance to Abraham: "All nations will be blessed through you." So those who have faith are blessed along with Abraham, the man of faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;All who rely on observing the law are under a curse, for it is written: "Cursed is everyone who does not continue to do everything written in the Book of the Law." Clearly no-one is justified before God by the law, because, "The righteous will live by faith."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;How sometimes I feel the same way. Living according to the law and not by faith is not called living, in general. Taking people's order rather than living. But be faithful towards Him and He will show you what you ought to be. In His way rather than your own. You'd feel better that way. I love You God!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111537880042088156?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111537880042088156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111537880042088156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111537880042088156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111537880042088156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-joke.html' title='Life is a jOke'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111497842418362204</id><published>2005-05-02T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:58:42.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/11289866617468l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yea, tell me and Hebe we look alike. Lol. Okay okay, maybe just a lil', it's probably just the hair...I love Hebe! I love Ella! I love Selina! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is just the Lol-ness. Can't u see? I'm growing fungus! Staying at home, eating, sleeping, and going to the toilet...Mid terms are next week and I know nuts, really. Nuties. God bless me. I love u guys, honestly, very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111497842418362204?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111497842418362204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111497842418362204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111497842418362204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111497842418362204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredom-of-may.html' title='Boredom of May'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111483673746555085</id><published>2005-04-30T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:50:48.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise Him!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.unkymoods.com" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.unkymoods.com/moodimgsrv.php?mID=70657" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;For once, i'm really trying to humble myself. Oh my gosh...what's the matter with me...Whateva deplorableness i'm swinging now, I love my blog! This will be my last posting for the month, thank God tomorrow's May! Which only proves that i'm still living. I really wanna thank God for the past month, i've been really blessed eventhou i'm now located in some place which is outta His joy and presence. Once again I would like to remind people about His coming. And this I wanna share...For the past few weeks i've been having lotsa pictures in glints. I've seen 2 white doves and the voice of "welcome to paradise" haunts my ears. It's probably some dream but it's true! I really wanna ask God to overwhelm us with more of His word, it feels soo depriving. I'm behaving like a dang cow, really. And I don't even wanna know why. But i've been praying all along that my dad and the rest of my family could see the side which is very important to me. My walk with God. And even better, to know God themselves. God makes all things possible and I believe so...Dee's a regimented dad. THANK THE LORD!!! That I am still able to attend church services and lf. I have really great times in church especially during praise n worship, it's the one time where I can sense that i'm only an inch away from Him. Yet God shall always remain in our hearts, and nothing can describe Him by His grace. But this is for Him, for You our one and only God......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Light of the world, You stepped down into darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Open my eyes, let me see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beauty that made, this heart adore You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hope of a life spent with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause here I am to worship, here I am to bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're altogether lovely, altogether worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;King of all days , oh so highly exalted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Glorious in heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Humbly You came to the earth You created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;All for love's sake became poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Cause here I am to worship, here I am to bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're altogether lovely, altogether worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll never know, how much it cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;To see my sin, upon that cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111483673746555085?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111483673746555085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111483673746555085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111483673746555085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111483673746555085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/praise-him.html' title='Praise Him!!!'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111468295727234747</id><published>2005-04-28T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:56:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BaLdErda$h</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stayed at home today...Geee, i'm really good, I managed to complete 7 amali's, 3 paper hand outs and 1 essay in 4 hours time, now i'm feelin' ~spontaneous~, i'm on top of the world! *ahaks* Didn't know that I had so many backlogs to complete which I hafta hand in tomorrow 'til Mrs.Loo told me that I owe her 6/7 experiments, aren't I the luckiest fella eva underneath the clouds? Btw, I miss my friends...Yea, especially Fai, she's soo nice, we had all these backlogs to do togetha...thank God!!! And Sham, she was holding my chem paper for the week, but it's okay, I still love her! Muaks! Luv all my friends to pieces n pieces! Just last night I was having this HUGE mood swing abt people judging, criticising and self evaluation, ego-ness. Thank u lil' bisc...for listening, and all the contemplative cliches! =p He was soo sweet...Hey!!! He always is sweet, hehee...He's the sweetest cutest nicest thing eva!!! Was playing with Angel while having my lunch just now, didn't realize that she's grown soo much, and veryyy naughty, she hardly listens to me anymore *sigh* Dang dang dang, mid terms are just 2 weeks away, and people, I HAVE already decided to join MI after all. Thanks Mun2, Wewe, Clement, Xuan and mah lil' bisc for sure...for all the encouragement and "kicks" hehe...But I am totally NOT ready...shoots~! "Bang bang bang!" Dalarlarlar, it's easy to say it thou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111468295727234747?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111468295727234747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111468295727234747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111468295727234747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111468295727234747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/balderdah.html' title='BaLdErda$h'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111460751849553481</id><published>2005-04-27T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:21:14.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:Ranting:.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Matthew 7:1&amp;amp;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aloha humans reading my blog. As you can see, there is no longer a comment box down there and under every sheet of posting. I no longer accept comments and criticisms, this is my blog. If you wanna place a comment, please leave down your name, and I mean N.A.M.E. on my tagboard. I only accept comments from peeps whom I think they know me well enough to judge me for my personality and for who I am. And if you were to comment on my language, spelling, vocab and all, not trying to be ignoble or anything, but I am sorry to tell you that u're reading the wrong blog coz you'll end up being the most upset person of the day. Thank you. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111460751849553481?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111460751849553481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111460751849553481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111460751849553481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111460751849553481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/ranting.html' title='.:Ranting:.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111432995081642985</id><published>2005-04-24T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T14:47:51.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WeLcomE tO mY LifE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Oh gosh, another day...&lt;br /&gt;Do u eva feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do u eva feel outta place?&lt;br /&gt;And somehow u just dont belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha, okay deng, stop singing! i'm so obsessed with Simple Plan, they rock!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...just got back from brunch with Dolly after service. Did u know that Dolly is actually the first cloned sheep eva? Not Dolly okay, the real Dolly sheep. Today I look like a dang fat arse...I don't know what happened, either i've put on weight or either i've put on the wrong shirt. I dapped a huge pile of glitters to keep my eyes awake, atleast I do look awake. I'm just soo not -right- today. Things happen. Yea, I finally knew that Sam's real name is Samantha. Haha...Noo...Ask him yourself ;D Saw lil biscuit again...he's soo cumel! Muakies! Love him to bits! Love all my friends to bits! And never the least, met Lovella during today's service. I was rather shocked to see her. She's the kindda person where u only get to see her once in a billion years at church. So most of the time I see her only during vocal lessons at her place. By the way, i've signed up for church camp! Yea...church camp...it's good...Bottomline, I suck at ushering, but I love it! Where u getta greet everyone who enters the santuary with BIG HUGE smilies on your face =D "Good morning, welcome to CLGC!" Yup, that's totally my thing. Okay, to answer your question why my sis wasn't in church today, she had this St.Johns exam. Yea...and just the past few days she was asking me to teach her bandaging. But I was too tied up and totally forgot about it. Now I feel soo bad, oh well, hopefully she'll get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after our red crescent meeting at school, I had an appointment at SJMC for some female check-up. And u know what? It sucked...Hello, I just came for a tummy scan, and once I got there, everyone seemed soo shocked to see a 16 yr old having a female check-up. I was terribly embarressed by questions the doct asked, hey it's my own body! errhhh...let's not mention, it's totally, my worst nightmare...So overall it was fine, the doc recommended some sorta painkillers for me, it's abnormal for a person to get that kindda pain where u can't even wake up and get to school...Woohoo, I can't poteng classes anymore ="(( that's...bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement and the whole bunch of nuts were asking me to join Malaysian Idol. Again, again and again. I'm not sure. I am not your typical chinese version Hilary Duff, I repeat, NOT. Atleast I don't think so. Previously I was soo "into" MI and kindda missed the chance last year coz I was under age. But now the big fat juicy chance is right in front of me, yet, I don't know. Should I join? Or should I not? I'm not really good in singing u know, and I don't wanna make a total fool outta myself on real live teevee...Guess my only reason is to meet Andrew? Haha, I love his long hair! So guys remember to make really big banners for me okay? Lol. I don't know, I feel soo broken down, just getting my mood swings. How I really wish to scream out all my lungs and organs, but tanthrums' have never been my thinggy. Oh well...guess i'll just hafta deal with it, what a life~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111432995081642985?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111432995081642985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111432995081642985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111432995081642985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111432995081642985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/welcome-to-my-life.html' title='WeLcomE tO mY LifE'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111430047302605023</id><published>2005-04-23T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:43:21.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RetArdEd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;How sometimes you just feel like breaking down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo74.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ZzzZzzZzz......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Charlie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasting your own toes!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All these occulting phenomenon caused by...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~ the most lousy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~ irratating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~ talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;H.E.R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo77.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Beware, cause &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt; PBSM SL(Y)161 Sri Aman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111430047302605023?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111430047302605023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111430047302605023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111430047302605023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111430047302605023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/retarded.html' title='RetArdEd...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111416077509600213</id><published>2005-04-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:37:45.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[Part I] cOoL stUff ? oR rathEr nOt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A collection of coke cans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo72.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call, cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;An image of Pui Mun wearing all my rings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo66.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call, cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My finger art done by Poh Yee at school today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call, cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My sugar cane drink with carrots inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call, cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;evolving, to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111416077509600213?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111416077509600213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111416077509600213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111416077509600213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111416077509600213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-i-cool-stuff-or-rather-not.html' title='[Part I] cOoL stUff ? oR rathEr nOt...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111365933598138114</id><published>2005-04-16T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T18:33:04.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE vOicE WitHiN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pics updated...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been a horrid day. Don't ask me why, the performance sucked. We were suppose to have 3 mics, but ended up with 2 mics, and then 1 mic, lastly no mic. Haha, nah...We had 2 mics, but 1 was for increasing the volume of the music player, so we had only 1 for actual to sing. So the whole thing actually ended up sucky...And the boys frm Kajang were like soo fustrated with our performance caused by the mic changing, so they were actually like, booooooo~~~It was rather upseting, I feel like we've been set up by the St.Johns' peeps. I'm sorry to say that, but it's true. Had a small video shooting after that by wewe. As I said, i'm not THAT happy or upset neither, i'm rather relieved that it's finally over. But it ain't our fault afterall, the sound system was un-pro. After I got home from school, I received a text msg from Calvin. He asked me whether it was me on stage. I don't believe he couldn't recgonize me after a year of not seeing each other. He said I looked good. Yea, like uh-duh...He was just trying to make me feel better or something. So I asked him honestly for comments as he was one of our supporters for our performance every year. He said it was good, bad n ugly. A very good comment. First our singing was GOOD, but the pa system was BAD, which made the whole performance looked UGLY. Thanks for your honesty, you're a really truthful friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for real i'm gonna update the stuffs that i've been doing for the past few days. Firstly, I got my passport done. It was rather rushy as I had to do and collect it in 2 days time for some reason. Secondly, I was having a shopping binge. I brought home an amount of over 100 bucks of accessories. Got a necklace for 50 bucks, this reminds me of Caryna. It's a really beautiful turquoise necklace with pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=FLOWERS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and butterflies, i'll get a chance to show it off to Caryna someday. Heehee. Thirdly, my school held this some kinda program senyum. I got a blood test done. I had my dad's blood, B type. It was cool, but rather painful. I was asking the girl who prod my finger tip with that blade thinggy or something similar to that, can someone pls correct me if you know what it is, whether she felt guilty for doing so, she said, NO. It's like a really insane thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came home from k2g, it was real fun today! Raj was rather thoughtful hmpphhh??? He left the mic in the centre of the floor and asked us all to participate in praising God truly with our hearts. It could be a prayer or a song of worship. It was good cause mostly everyone participated, almost. Then we joined Jannelle in making cards for Mother's Day. I realize Alan had really creative artwork although he's a geek. Yunika has beautiful paper cutting skills. Kay x (someone pls correct me, i'm really bad at names) is good at hole punching. And now, I would like to take this chance to leave some msgs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To God&lt;/span&gt;: Thank You for your blessings upon me all this while. You are good and I hunger for more of your word and guidance. Always and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my mommy and daddy&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you both for me being here today. No matter what happens, I still love you both, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To Melissa&lt;/span&gt;: Speak out from your heart and be true to yourself. Always keep God as your guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my other family members, Charlie, and Angel&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks for all your time and tolerance on me. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my lf&lt;/span&gt;: I'm really blessed by all of you. And am grateful to be in this lf. Thank you all very very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To other church friends&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks to those who have been praying for me. I really appreciate it and will always keep our church in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my husband and wife&lt;/span&gt;: Wewe and MunX2, thank you both for supporting me all along. I really have no idea what it'll be like without both of you. Friends foreva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my bbf, a.k.a little bird&lt;/span&gt;: I am really blessed by your prayers and support. Thank you for being a good listener and getting me through all my hard times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my classmates and teachers&lt;/span&gt;: Although you guys can be really annoying and mean at times, but I am grateful for all the help for my logs and work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And for the rest of the people as well who are reading this, thank you for reading, ya'll deserve it! May God bless ya'll and have a nice day! Having my 2nd can drink today, i've gotta go and send a MI form to Josh now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eileen's words of apology...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y182/eileendeng/Photo70.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111365933598138114?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111365933598138114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111365933598138114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111365933598138114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111365933598138114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/voice-within.html' title='ThE vOicE WitHiN.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111359067162434965</id><published>2005-04-16T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T02:52:47.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outta Da Blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys! As you can see, I did a little modifying on my page and it no longer looks like a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, wateva it is, nows like 2:10am and I am still NOT in &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=BED" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt;. I can't sleep, I can't sleep. I am suppose to sleep. But I am not sleeping. Alrite, concentrate deng! concentrate! Uhh umm...tomorrow, or rather later...me, my husband and my wife will be going up on stage to perform. Yeap...we received a last minute notice that we were the guest performers for Saturday's St.Johns gathering, which is tomorrow. Like shooooootttssss...what a last min inform! I know we're pros, but you don't have to do that to us =p We had only 3 days to prepare, practice and rehearse before the actual thing. What terrifying was that me and Mun2 had to memorize the lyrics for 3 songs and make sure it was sticked to our butts within a limit of time. Winney was rather busy as well as she had to do all the coordinating and recording for us, our songs. But she's fine, as in, atleast she knows the songs well. I haven't got my pitch, lyrics and key. And my solo is soo...HORRIBLE. I am soo dead. Oh well, guess i'll just have to shoot for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s: Pray for us guys~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, I am listening to the songs that we'll be singing for later and as well, memorizing the lyrics. I was just too busy for the past few days to really concentrate on it. Arhhh...everybody's in &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=BED" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; and what am I doing!? Still trying, still trying...Wait wait, i'll blog again...*gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111359067162434965?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111359067162434965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111359067162434965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111359067162434965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111359067162434965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/outta-da-blues.html' title='Outta Da Blues...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111320858425411603</id><published>2005-04-11T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:40:20.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UpdAteD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is a list of 102 things you &lt;strong&gt;may&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;may not&lt;/strong&gt; find interesting about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Eileen is both my christian and chinese name.&lt;br /&gt;2. I get pretty annoyed with people pronouncing my name wrongly. It is pronounced as "ai"leen and not "ee"leen or "eh"leen, so get it right.&lt;br /&gt;3. If I were to use an object to decribe myself, i'd call myself a bouncing ball.&lt;br /&gt;4. I like to smell things. Anything at all. Even my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;5. I can make myself expel 10 cms of saliva outta my mouth and suck it back in again before it drops on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;6. I am a nature freak and I recycle each rubbish I throw.&lt;br /&gt;7. I love tropical jungles and wish to live there.&lt;br /&gt;8. I love animals. Elephants are one of them.&lt;br /&gt;9. I dislike the color purple.&lt;br /&gt;10. I was born and raised up in UK, yet my English is NOT above average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;11. I consider my deodorant to be indispensable. I'll get terrible body odour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;12. I love snapping photos. Thank God for cameras.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm a sucker for guys with long hair. Yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;14. I love shopping for girls stuff.&lt;br /&gt;15. I tithe 10% of my allowance each month.&lt;br /&gt;16. My favourite cake would be banana cake.&lt;br /&gt;17. I love hanging out in pasar malams more than shopping malls.&lt;br /&gt;18. I love music which I can understand.&lt;br /&gt;19. I think Simple Plan is the coolest band in history.&lt;br /&gt;20. I wish I had the lips and teeth of Alicia Keys.&lt;br /&gt;21. I look like Hebe from S.H.E. Atleast I think I do.&lt;br /&gt;22. I abhor seafood. That includes seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;23. I do not take coffee stuff or anything that contains caffeine.&lt;br /&gt;24. I wish I could play the piano like Maksim.&lt;br /&gt;25. I don't play with the violin. I "saw" it.&lt;br /&gt;26. I love Angel more than I love Charlie. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love singing. I wish I had a higher pitch of voice.&lt;br /&gt;28. I voice out everything I think is right in mind. Even if it offends the sultan.&lt;br /&gt;29. I have a collection of stamps, postcards, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;coins&lt;/span&gt;, candles, keychains and waste paper baskets.&lt;br /&gt;30. I cannot watch a movie exceeding 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;31. I have bad sleeping habits compared to a normal being. I think i'm a nocturnal creature.&lt;br /&gt;32. I love accessories with stones and similar to jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;33. I MUST have atleast 1 can drink per day.&lt;br /&gt;34. I love everything that is related to Walt Disney.&lt;br /&gt;35. I've been to Thailand more than 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;36. I do not eat apples.&lt;br /&gt;37. I don't mind wearing my spects in public.&lt;br /&gt;38. I prefer 7up over sprite. But coke owns you.&lt;br /&gt;39. The amount I talk is according to my mood.&lt;br /&gt;40. I take every blame as it comes just to calm down the situation, even if i'm infallible.&lt;br /&gt;41. I have completed my music theory.&lt;br /&gt;42. I am not a pro in any sports. But I can run.&lt;br /&gt;43. I wear my watch on my right hand although i'm not a left-hander.&lt;br /&gt;44. I have no determination to keep my hair long til the length of my butt. (although I would want to)&lt;br /&gt;45. I do not dress according to the trend.&lt;br /&gt;46. I like add-math. Although i don't seem to be getting them right.&lt;br /&gt;47. My favourite vegetable would be cherry tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;48. I have fine appreciation for nail art and shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;49. I used to be a student journalist for Sin Chew Daily.&lt;br /&gt;50. My chinese standard is below average.&lt;br /&gt;51. I intend to inniciate my own trend.&lt;br /&gt;52. I can be very mean if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;53. I've changed the habit of reading the bible to every night before I go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=BED" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;54. I wish I had anorexia.&lt;br /&gt;55. My favourite colour would be &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;turquoise&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;56. I do not hate &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. I love &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Flashy colours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;57. People around me are rarely bored. I find ways to entertain them as well as for myself.&lt;br /&gt;58. I'm afraid of heights.&lt;br /&gt;59. I barf everything out when something/someone gets me on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;60. I admit myself as an oaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;61. I trip all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;62. I am forgetful. Especially due to numbers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;63. I prefer being cold to being hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;64. I read books that provide intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;65. I prefer myself with short hair fringe, but I don't like the maintenance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;66. I'm afraid of lizards and bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;67. I don't wanna grow up, but I wanna have freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;68. My eyesight happens to be the &lt;em&gt;poorest&lt;/em&gt; in the dark. Poorer than what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;69. I do not read my emails. Well, most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;69. I love making extra-ordinary food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;70. I try to keep myself in perspective all the time. But it doesn't seem to turn out right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;71. I am &lt;em&gt;un-officially&lt;/em&gt; married to a girl named Winney for 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;72. I consider Pui Mun and my little bird to be the best listeners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;73. I have the largest birth mark of all on my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;74. I have a scar on my left hand's middle finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;75. I have thunder &amp;amp; lightning phobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;76. I tend to puke under fast/long distance driving speed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;77. I have serious skin allergy towards certain environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;78. I would like to be an environmentalist. If I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;79. I love hugs. Giving and receiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;80. I have fear of diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;81. I am very grateful for MSN messenger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;82. I can make myself NOT eat in 3 days straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;83. I don't cry alot. Only when it's a serious due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;84. So far i've only had one surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;85. I consider my mobile phone to be indispensable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;86. I always wanted to pierce my nose and earbone. But still not brave enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;87. I scream alot. Till the roof and walls can actually tumble down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;88. I exaggerate alot. But only when i'm fooling around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;89. I like soya sauce. Salty stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;90. I used to have the habit of eating baby food. Because I eat only soft food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;91. I've stopped eating baby food since I came to form 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;92. I abhor people using the word "cherubic" on me, especially Kelvin. *Hint hint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;93. My family thinks that my mouth is inapellable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;94. My favourite magazine is not CLEO, not woman's weekly, but Virtual Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;95. I am a hainanese that speaks lousy hokkien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;96. I do not take onions, turnip, ginger and garlic. Any of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;97. I indulge of entitling people with "budak". Anyone at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;98. I like guys who have music "knowledge".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;99. I wanna own a hyundai matrix in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;100. I analyze things oftenly. And like predicting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;101. I think i'll be getting married at the age of 18. My honeymoon will be in Bali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;102. I consider my mind thinking constantly intangible, so this list is gonna have to change someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111320858425411603?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111320858425411603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111320858425411603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111320858425411603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111320858425411603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/updated.html' title='UpdAteD...'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111310956577790935</id><published>2005-04-10T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T13:59:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal: LaMe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;handicapped&lt;/span&gt;. I miss my digital piano. I miss my violin. But I don't miss my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc gave me another 3 days of mc and as well, a big lecture for not being a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;good girl&lt;/span&gt;. I took my painkillers as i was ordered to, but when my finger wasn't painful anymore, i started doing my daily stuff and chores as usual, forgetting how harmful it could be. Even for now, i'm not suppose to touch my keyboard...but for your sake of reading this now, oh well...it's hurting okay, still hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lunch together with susan at &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mcds&lt;/span&gt; today then we hanged out at the boutiques. I saw this really really nice baggy kinda ribbon pants which i really really liked, alot. The clothes there were, i can say, rather cheap? So I decided to get all 3 colors of the similar pants in one shot. BUT, tragedy...my purse contained the amount which was just nice enough for me to get a pair, so i've only gotten the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;greenish&lt;/span&gt; one this time...Hakuna matata, no worries, i'll make sure that i'll come back another day to get 'em all! I promise... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped by at &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;secret recipe&lt;/span&gt; for a drink and talked. It was good. Susan's like, the coolest cousin eva! She gives good advices and it so happens that i'll find her everytime i need someone to talk to...Um mm, thanks for talking me up, and sorry for spending like over hundred bucks on *nothing* today. She says that she's in poverty. Lol. Don't worry, you'll get your paycheck soon enough before u know =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i was dumped by susan, i was left alone with charlie at her home. It was terriblyy boring until my phone vibrated &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Text message recieved. Read?"&lt;/span&gt; Yea...my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;little bird&lt;/span&gt; was asking me what happened as i didn't attend k2g today which i was suppose to...The youth were all watching a movie, without me, how could they!? Kekekee, my little bird's my bestest friend eva! Okay, i wouldn't wanna promote my little bird here, he's mine okay? I repeat, mine. Well that's if u know who's little bird. After all i was a little &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;broken down&lt;/span&gt; today, my engine's just not functioning very well though...&lt;em&gt;am i a car!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i recieved a really &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;big tight slap&lt;/span&gt; from my life's doing. My &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; have finally opened up to see things differently at different situations and angles. I realize lotsa things happening around me which i was 'blinded' and couldn't see it previously in my &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;. Truth and what i'm suppose to do. And for now, what i'm suppose to do is to go and finish up my moral essay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*dissapeared&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111310956577790935?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111310956577790935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111310956577790935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111310956577790935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111310956577790935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/journal-lame.html' title='Journal: LaMe.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111296598447134801</id><published>2005-04-08T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T02:59:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal: fiNgEr iNcidEnt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Speaking to fingers) Alrite alrite, stop bugging me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...Things just got worse recently...Yesterday, i was planning on my busy &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; schedule as i was strolling home in my cousin's car after school...On the way, my cousin was inspired by a sudden thought n parked his car beside the water drain at &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Taman Paramount&lt;/span&gt; to take-away &lt;em&gt;siew ngap fan&lt;/em&gt;, a.k.a duck rice...As i was closing the car door, all a sudden...&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"BANG!" "AIYAAHH!"&lt;/span&gt;...my right thumb was stucked between the car door, n my couz actually locked the car door, it was 100% fully, tightly locked (imagine how flat was my finger) It took some time for my couz to get his car keys to open that freakin' door n 'rescue' my finger...As the blood was drippin n drippin, my couz took a whole bunch of tissue outta his really cute doggie tissue box (he doesn't deserve having it, it's mine!) n wrapped it over my blardee thumb, it was terribly painful...n the worse part was, i &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; had to follow him down to the stall to &lt;em&gt;ta pau&lt;/em&gt; his &lt;em&gt;siew ngor fan&lt;/em&gt;, over! u are soo over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things just got worse...the duck stall was out of ducks! N my couz drove all the way up to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SS2's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BIG GIGANTIC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;DUCK&lt;/span&gt; restaurant to take-away...OVER!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It took some time until we reached home, i couldn't stand the pain n made my couz take me to the clinic, the flesh wrapping my nail was actually tored...errggghhh...eww...ouch...In the clinic, the doc gave me an anti-tetanus injection &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; which i took like, not very long ago...Okay okay, then she actually pulled out the tissue which was stucked to the wound, it was awfully pain as the blood was dried up...The doc cleaned the wound n it was soo painful as it was the nerves, believe it or not, i could actually feel my &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heart beat&lt;/span&gt; through my thumb! My thumb was...terribly damaged! N my couz was bugging me...he said that i actually dented his car n wanted me to pay for it...so Edmund, if you're reading this...&amp;*$*#$%^&amp;amp;^$*#!(^&amp;amp;^*#(*(^(*!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nah...i'm cool, the doc said it wasn't a big matter, nothing formal...I had a mountain pile of medication n pain-killers to take, but as well, a medical cert...Oh well, guess it was a good reason to skip school? Good n bad, i had loadsa homework to complete but i can't even grip my pen nicely...The doc said i should let my finger rest in case the wound will open up again...Well, doctor's advise &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; be considered n obeyed rite...What!? they're professionals...i mean, i wouldn't want my finger to get any infections n die at young age...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To sum it all up, i had my pms pain, thumb pain, my cousin - the pain in the ass, let me see...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;pain+pain+pain = VERY pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honestly, i thought i was gonna die at that very moment, i think i lost like &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LITRES&lt;/span&gt; of blood...alrite alrite, i admit that i'm exaggerating...but yea, atleast i can still use my keyboard now...thanks God for i'm still having my finger, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;phew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111296598447134801?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111296598447134801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111296598447134801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111296598447134801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111296598447134801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/journal-finger-incident.html' title='Journal: fiNgEr iNcidEnt.'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111281220136825787</id><published>2005-04-07T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T17:49:17.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal: sTill iN pAiN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Arghh...dang it, dang dang dang it...i've been suffering from my female pain for like, uh, 5 days or so since my pms started...Okay, i know it's personal, but it's just giving me too much of a pain-pain-pain to complain about, nothing more or less but &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;P.A.I.N&lt;/span&gt; !!! I've been skippin classes for like, 2 days n i finally made my way to skool today...yeah, in case u didn't see it (good u didn't) i was almost late for classes this mornin so i was rushing down my dad's new &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;camry&lt;/span&gt; and nearly got hit by a car, errhhh...2 cars, actually (one frm the left, one frm the right) it was just an accident, okay, i repeat, accident...i'm always late for skool, n my skool has this rule that whoeva's late for skool exceeding 3 times will have to be punished walking bare-footedly during the skooling-time...very smat huh? no wonder our skool's attendance this year has been soo patheticly poor, coz everyone's soo scared they'll just turn around n go home once they've reached skool after knowing that they're late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I came home straight right after skool this afternoon and started barfing on my physics PEKA, orghh...i had a history presentation to do as well and i was soo sleepy coz i had to rush for 6 chemistry reports last nite til about 4am or so(consequences of missin skool for 2 days) and today our chemistry lesson was cancelled for some swaping lesson mistake,arghhh,stupid...I had a nap after doing "half"way through my PEKA report, it so happened that i've been dreamin weird dreams these few days...I recieved a text msg that woke me up from Ryan. Ryan's my colleague from Salvation when i was working there during the hols. He was asking me to be aware of guys n not to involve myself too much in &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=DATING" target="_blank"&gt;dating&lt;/a&gt; relationship...thats odd rite!? Imagine urself waking up reading a sms like that...that's soo random...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now it's 2:16am and my eyes are widely opened coz i just doze off n woke up again, I managed to finish my physics PEKA, finally...and just today i was struggling on how am i suppose to finish it after the yelling from Mrs.Loo Lulu...the scream "kaki ponteng!!!" is still stucked in my head til now...oh dear...and the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; isn't getting any better...I think i'd better go to &lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=BED" target="_blank"&gt;bed&lt;/a&gt; now before i get another screaming frm my dad...God bless the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nite-Nite folks~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111281220136825787?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111281220136825787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111281220136825787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111281220136825787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111281220136825787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/journal-still-in-pain.html' title='Journal: sTill iN pAiN'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111278956753455941</id><published>2005-04-06T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:23:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>* ThE MaGiCaL nAmE aCrOnyM GenErAtOr *</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is soo true...hehee...try it! =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" border="1"  style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enchanting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inspirational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luscious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhausting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edgy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php" method="post"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Name / Username: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111278956753455941?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111278956753455941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111278956753455941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111278956753455941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111278956753455941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/magical-name-acronym-generator.html' title='* ThE MaGiCaL nAmE aCrOnyM GenErAtOr *'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111270504422580006</id><published>2005-04-05T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:32:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhiCh iCe-cReaM fLaVouR aM i?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="280" border="1"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Your Icecream Flavour is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;French Vanilla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.go-quiz.com/icecream-vanilla.gif" align="right" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;You're a smooth and silky suave type! You exude class and you believe in tradition. A classical taste who doesn't like things to be too flashy or showy. Climb the Eiffel tower of taste with a spoonfull of you! Oui Oui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I did this quiz today n found that the descripition was rather true...i don't like catchin' up the trend but to build-up my own trend, yea baby!!! But somehow not everyone understands...oh well, *yippi yaya yippi yippi ya* life's suppose to be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;...try it out urself with the ice-cream tester!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;or quiz-er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whateva...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/icecream/icecream-test.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is your Ice-cream Flavour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111270504422580006?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111270504422580006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111270504422580006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111270504422580006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111270504422580006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/which-ice-cream-flavour-am-i.html' title='WhiCh iCe-cReaM fLaVouR aM i?'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111270375744254819</id><published>2005-04-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T20:25:49.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eileen's ~PeRsoNaLiTy cOcKtaiL~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200" align="center" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How to make a Eileen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 part mercy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts silliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 parts empathy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Get your personality cocktail today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Method:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer ingredientes in a shot glass. Top it off with a sprinkle of wisdom and enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php" method="post"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Username:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input name="uname"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="How do you make a 'you'?"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111270375744254819?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111270375744254819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111270375744254819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111270375744254819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111270375744254819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/eileens-personality-cocktail.html' title='Eileen&apos;s ~PeRsoNaLiTy cOcKtaiL~'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111269487713214668</id><published>2005-04-05T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T17:48:02.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReviEw: RaiSe YoUr vOiCe*****</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; 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Hilary Duff, Oliver James...etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Two thumbs up!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;this is a reallyyyy nice movie and one which made me totally awake with tears leaking outta my eyes, people who are into music should definitely catch it..the story begins where a small town girl with the voice of a big-time singer who almost gave up her dreams after an accident and the death of her brother..yet, she defies her father's wishes and secretly heads off to spend a summer at a prestigious LA performing arts academy which is also a new challenge of life for her..my fav.scene was the part where Denise, Hilary Duff's roommate grouped up with her friends and performed on an outing on the streets in front of a fountain pool, it was soo cool..basically, this movie is all about life and musical dreams, don't hold back and don't give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111269487713214668?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111269487713214668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111269487713214668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111269487713214668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111269487713214668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/review-raise-your-voice.html' title='ReviEw: RaiSe YoUr vOiCe*****'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111269362130154077</id><published>2005-04-05T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:20:00.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReCipE (1) * MicE NoodLes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/recipes.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/recipes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/recipes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smarty Pants ABC Stylish Chinese Spaghetti a.k.a Mice Noodles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Category:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Style:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mediterranean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Special Consideration:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quick and Easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;Servings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As much as u want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt; Getting stressed out and wanna feel a liitle naughty n kiddy at times? If so, this is one fun dramatic sweet n' sour dish for u, even works for vegetarians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt; 1 bag of lou shu fun, half a mandarin orange, fresh peas, fresh corn, fresh carrot cubes, japanese tofu, ketchup, sugar, water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt; Mix in the ketchup, sugar n water into a bowl and just leave it a side, it doesnt matter...then de-peel the skin of the orange and slice it into cubes if possible...lay your frying pan on a moderate heat of fire and add some olive oil unto it...mix in the veggie and fry it a little and add in the spaghetti and tofu..lastly mix in the ketchup sauce thinggy and fry it with the oranges until just cooked and it can be served! haha...sorrie...im really bad at descriptions, but u'll get a rough idea on how it is actually...by the way if its terlalu ugly, u can add a little corliander plant on it for deco, hehee...oh yea, n prepare a toilet bowl after that, it can be used any &lt;em&gt;un-predictable&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(pic will be uploaded soon...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111269362130154077?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111269362130154077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111269362130154077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111269362130154077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111269362130154077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/recipe-1-mice-noodles.html' title='ReCipE (1) * MicE NoodLes'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111267301039414737</id><published>2005-04-05T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:38:34.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::market:: Pantech G500</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/market.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For Sale: Pantech G500 Built-in Digital Camera Mobile Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, firstly, this is not a &lt;em&gt;cheap-plak&lt;/em&gt; kinda unknown phone okay..its just the latest model imported from korea which isn't out yet..overall, this is a really good phone..64K colour screened, &lt;em&gt;unknown&lt;/em&gt; pixels VGA cam which is really clear and u can save up to 70 wallpaper sized photoes, this includes a built-in flash as well which allows u to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; hesitate taking shots in the dark, other functions include GPRS, WAP, voice recording, caller-id, 64 polyphonic ringtones, MMS/EMS,PC Sync n wide LCDs in and out..the reason i wanna sell this phone is coz theres no bluetooth n infrared function thingy which i really really need it soo badly in my phone..contact me if you're interested, it's still in a brand-new condition, around 6 months old or less, silver..arigato! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/PantechG500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/PantechG500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111267301039414737?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111267301039414737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111267301039414737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111267301039414737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111267301039414737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/market-pantech-g500.html' title='::market:: Pantech G500'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931196.post-111266631911507091</id><published>2005-04-03T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:54:16.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at :CitRuS pArK:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/journal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/journal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uhuh, this mornin i woke up feelin dumb, what was wrong? hehheh, i noe...i need shoppin!!! yeah..i haven't been shoppin for like, uh...centuries! n my hands are really itchy, furthermore my purse is really sick with the $ in it n needs a lil' fresh air...it so happened that i got my cousin susan to go with me for a "lil" shoppin after her work, so we went over to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Citrus Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...walking through the mall, i realize somethin was wrong with mah...yeah, my monthly auntie - her name's PMS btw...gave me her visit (argghh...for all times y now!?) it totally destroyed that lovely moment...it was rather embarrassing that i've gotta walk all-the-way up to the s.market n walkin all-the-way back to the loo &lt;strong&gt;in pain&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kotex style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in my hands...but the shoppin after that was good enough to cover up the rather-fascinating tragedy, i got some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=FLOWERS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;flowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; n butterflies accessories, i'm a sucker for accessories...orrgghh, the&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;shit hole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i'm in now doesn't provide any at all n which i forgot to get my owns outta my mum's place...the amount of accessories with me now are enough for one of my hands to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed we got through all that, we picked a spot to sit at &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for a drink...hahaa, it was great! what a weather~ i realize that i forgot to get tsze tsze something which i told her this mornin, sorriiee...hehee =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/Photo763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/Photo763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wutcha lookin at? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/Photo712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/Photo712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice sceneryyy &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/Photo633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/Photo633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah shoppin bag!!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/PhotoCake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/PhotoCake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiramisuuu... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/Photo671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/Photo671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummeyyy... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/320/Photo662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/200/Photo662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're really greedy! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931196-111266631911507091?l=eileendeng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/feeds/111266631911507091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931196&amp;postID=111266631911507091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111266631911507091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931196/posts/default/111266631911507091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eileendeng.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-at-citrus-park.html' title='a day at :CitRuS pArK:'/><author><name>eileendeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09836188774454645114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/266/4550/100/001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
