<?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-7323884834581432166</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:22:41.600+08:00</updated><category term='humour'/><category term='fondness'/><category term='health'/><category term='love'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Spongeboob Baby</title><subtitle type='html'>I want you, baby~ ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6493593037006762811</id><published>2009-02-07T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:00:51.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving...</title><content type='html'>I have recently moved my blog &lt;a href="http://spongeboobroundskirt.wordpress.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, so I'll be updating my blog there from now on. Sorry if I have cause any inconveniences :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6493593037006762811?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6493593037006762811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6493593037006762811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6493593037006762811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6493593037006762811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2009/02/moving.html' title='Moving...'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5580049587303040778</id><published>2009-02-07T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:17:01.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Parodies~</title><content type='html'>Sorry that it's been a while since I've updated, I've been so 'busy' especially now, I'm working part time at my mom's school's book store. (what a mouthful, lol) I'm going to start my driver's seminar tomorrow, which is 5 hours long, (that aggravation) alone, so yeah. I hope I won't drive myself into insanity during the whole 5 hours. Anyway, here are some videos parodies that I feel like sharing with you guys. I hope you all have missed me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS501 - Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSTYzuwRPP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CSTYzuwRPP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SS501 - Song Calling For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIyw0co2n9w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIyw0co2n9w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5580049587303040778?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5580049587303040778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5580049587303040778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5580049587303040778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5580049587303040778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2009/02/parodies.html' title='Parodies~'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1676353451244664805</id><published>2008-11-29T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:03:23.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Belated Birthday Party... in bed</title><content type='html'>Last night, we celebrated Kathlyn's belated birthday and that SPM's finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was awesome, we had chicken, lamb chops, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;popiahs, mashed potatoes and noodles (courtesy of Loise's awesome cooking&lt;/span&gt; ;]) The guests were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Algernon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alvin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bird&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bernice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choi Young Kee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chucky&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flavia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Johan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mariah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Melissa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ortolana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peow Yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherrina&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willibrord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The food was scrumptious and a lot. We chatted and had fun. Anson, who was also attending another birthday party earlier on, called me and asked if I could pick him because his mother was unable to pick him up since she was busy. So I dragged Bird to pick him up (Sorry Bird XP) and for some unknown reason, Sherrina wanted to tag along. She ran towards Bird's car with her Egyptian robe making a lot of racket. I'm guessing Sherrina was feeling slightly tipsy because she won't stop talking (hehe). Poor Bird, he was driving and talking to Sherrina at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reason was that she wanted some a/c, but regretted her decision when I told her we were going to Bandar Tyng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherrina: Where are we going anyway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bernice: We're going to Bandar Tyng to pick up my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sherrina: Bandar Tyng? I thought you said Bandar Indah. So far! Cheh~ if I knew we were going there, I wouldn't have come lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking up Anson, the poor chap became Sherrina's new tipsy victim. She kept talking to him while Bird and I just focused on the road. Around 8 something, Young Kee smsed saying that he's only dropping by to give Kathlyn her present. I think it was very sweet of him to stop by and give Kathlyn her present even thought he has an appointment that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a full dinner, Kathlyn and Loise announced that there were games. The first game, like last year's party was truth or dare (I recorded some videos and I'll upload them as soon as I can ;]) and then next game was... I don't what is it called O.o&lt;br /&gt;It's similar to dancing statues/chairs only it involved newspapers. When the music stops, you and your partner have to stand on the newspaper without your feet sticking out of the edge of the newspaper. Each round gets harder and harder because after every round, you have to fold the newspaper in half. 1st place goes to Davis and Daniel (DOUBLE D!), 2nd place Bird and Bin (Double B!) and 3rd place goes to Flavia and Sherrina. (Sherrina is damn strong because she carried Flavia :D karate does wonders for her. Keke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, after the party, some of us were reluctant to go home, so Kathlyn taught of visiting some... she-male companions. Though I won't go into details of what happened due to the fear of getting caught. I'll leave that for memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, it was the party of the year and I hope that an event like this will be held again in the near future =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I've decided to come up with a name of our gang, 'in bed gang' (lame, i know) for those who went out wild last night ;] The gang members include; Algernon, Alvin, Bin, Bird, Bernice, Flavia, Kathlyn, Mariah, Melissa, Ortolana, Peow Yee and Willibrord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the night of our senior lives and I hope that our paths will come across each other again in the near future. Take care, my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1676353451244664805?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1676353451244664805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1676353451244664805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1676353451244664805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1676353451244664805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/11/belated-birthday-party-in-bed.html' title='Belated Birthday Party... in bed'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5828657794729568627</id><published>2008-11-08T10:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:50:40.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Luck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z298/cdump06/Images/good-luck/images/good-luck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://i195.photobucket.com/albums/z298/cdump06/Images/good-luck/images/good-luck.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... to those who are taking their SPM and STPM examinations =) Wish you guys all the best. Don't burn the midnight oil too often, as it can affect your sleeping factors and ability to think. (It's true!) Just relax and sleep early =) Oh and don't forget to study smart too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do your best and God will do the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5828657794729568627?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5828657794729568627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5828657794729568627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5828657794729568627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5828657794729568627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-luck.html' title='Good Luck...'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-62305381486129524</id><published>2008-10-19T18:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:28:53.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I love my dad</title><content type='html'>My dad went to KL last Thursday (16.10.08) so I took this opportunity to ask him if he could get me a new mp3/mp4 player since my old one got smashed. (I don't know how it happen but I think someone sat on it, because the screen was cracked. I had that mp4 for 2 years *sniffs*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he could get me the Sony NW-S700 series, but being an old-fashioned father, he doesn't know what the heck I was saying. He called me on Friday morning, asking how's everybody at home. I reminded him about the mp3 player and he said the most beautiful words, 'Yeah, I'm here at the shop already. What you want?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We were debating and suggesting on the phone, it was kinda hard to tell what my dad was saying because he doesn't even know what was he looking at. I finally smsed him the picture of the model I wanted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPsLx7rNPnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O98VHhaTfns/s1600-h/sony-nw-s700-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPsLx7rNPnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O98VHhaTfns/s320/sony-nw-s700-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258809942345596530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My dad didn't reply. I got really worried and decided to call him. The first thing he said when he answered the phone was, 'Yeah, I bought it already.' I was practically screaming my lungs out. So I asked my dad which model did he buy, because I don't think he could have received my mms that quickly. He said, 'I bought your one la. The 700 that one,' and in the background, I heard his golf member friends saying 'A model' and my dad said 'A 700' before hanging up. I quickly searched google, looking for a NW A 700, it doesn't exist :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment: Anson said it looked like a man shaver T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started having my doubts about the player that my dad bought. I long await for his arrival on Sunday. I got excited when my brother went to pick up my dad but my dad's friend was tagging along and we had to drop him off at his car, which was very FAR AWAY I might add. When we finally reached home, my dad opened his backpack, exposing a really big plastic bag with the words 'Sony Ericsson' and 'Nokia - connecting people' printed in blue on both sides. I took the box out and saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/sony-nwz-a720-series-walkman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/sony-nwz-a720-series-walkman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not bad, eh? It's a NWZ A726, the latest in A walkman series. The screen is bigger than my phone's screen, I did experience some difficulties putting on the headphones, it's the latest 'Ex-headphones' so the design is a bit tricky. But it the end, I managed to put them on =D Not only that, he bought a black coloured one! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-62305381486129524?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/62305381486129524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=62305381486129524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/62305381486129524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/62305381486129524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-my-dad.html' title='I love my dad'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPsLx7rNPnI/AAAAAAAAAJg/O98VHhaTfns/s72-c/sony-nw-s700-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6075683295917515628</id><published>2008-10-13T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:31:40.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I love YouTube</title><content type='html'>This video is damn hilarious and definitely worth watching. Darrel is so funny and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4D0555EtAZ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4D0555EtAZ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Tom for sharing this video :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update&lt;/span&gt;: Today, around 3 something my dad was sending me to tuition and my kakak to the hospital because she was having some problems with her eyes. On the way there, we were to supposed to pick Kathlyn up who was waiting at the Sri Taman bus stop. My dad was on the phone when we passed by Bandar Kim Fung and he was driving on the right lane. I guess he forgot that we were picking Kathlyn up so I signalled to him to drive on the left lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned to the left lane and we suddenly heard a small explosion at the back of the car, followed by a excruciating flapping sound from the rear and the driver's seat of the car. My dad was exclaiming 'what's happening?' I was speechless. My kakak was in a state of shocked and my dad immediately parked at the roadside. We were opposite the Shell gas station. I immediately got down from the car and checked the back tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tyre exploded when my dad turned to the left lane. The impact of the force was so strong that parts of the tyre's cover flew off the car and the bumper to hang of slightly from the car. The tyre was badly damaged, the fibres were sticking out from the tyre and a big piece of the tyre was laying flat on the middle of the road, with it's fibre sticking out. Unfortunately, I forgot to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad kept exclaiming what a bad day he was experiencing because this morning he could already feel that there were some problems with the rear left tyre, it was making a lot of hissing noises. Poor daddy. =(  He made a lot of phone calls and then a few minutes later a car parked in front of us to help. My dad told him the problem, and that he had to send my kakak to the hospital and me to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was speaking cantonese very quickly, I could only comprehend few of the words. Next thing I knew, my dad was pushing me to the stranger asking me to go into his car. I was like 'What?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Follow that uncle. He will send you to tuition. *pushes daughter*&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't worry, I'll send you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She has a friend who's coming with her, she's waiting at the bus stop at the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay sure no problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her tuition is at Taman Yeng Seng, opposite St.Mary's school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay okay, no problem. She will lead the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Bernice, go follow that uncle. *pushes again*&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: What?! Is he your friend? (I was wondering why would my dad trust a stranger to send me to tuition.)&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: Yeah, he's my friend. Go with him. *looks at stranger* Thank you brother!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: No problem, Andrew! (Oh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The words in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italic&lt;/span&gt; form are spoken in cantonese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got into Uncle's car and he drove to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: I bet your friend will be shocked to see a different car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon saying this, Kathlyn looked at us with a bewildered expression. He's good. Anyway, Uncle dropped us off our tuition place. Thank you Uncle =) and we walked up to the classroom. Anson and the other Yu Yuan students came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: Hey Anson, did you see a black car at the roadside on your way here?&lt;br /&gt;Anson: Oh you mean the black ninja? Yeah, I did, I thought it was Gary's car. Lol. Was it your car?&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: Haha, yeah it was.&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha, that was Bernice's car ah? How did she come to tuition then? Fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anson: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can she fly oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can Bernice understand mandarin? She knows how to listen or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheldon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does Bernice understand mandarin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anson:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of course she can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think she has forgotten everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheldon: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anson: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Her mandarin is better than you think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I thought she's stupid? She was in 6 Red before right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anson: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's not that stupid! She was in 6 Blue la, how could you forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh. So did you fly here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: Yeah, I flew here.&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, she understands mandarin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anson: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I told you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how are you going home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernice: I don't know. (He made a really good point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Italic&lt;/span&gt; words were spoken in mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Gary went on talking about my moles and how I have so many of them on my face. Anson defended me and I said that Gary looks like an Indian because he has a mole on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition, Kathlyn's mum dropped me off opposite Jia Xiang where my dad was waiting. He was driving the Nissan now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begged him to go to Jesselton because I was desperate to eat their Chicken Mushroom Pie. My dad dropped by and meet his golf pals. Celine and I were lucky because my dad's friend wanted to spend us drinks. He told us to order whatever we want. Thank you Uncle! Then Celine told me an interesting fact: Uncle owns the white Hummer. Small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jesselton, we went home to have our dinner. What an adventure. Hopefully something like this won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like this accidents occur because of me. Maybe if I didn't tell my dad to turn to the left lane while he was on the phone, the tyre wouldn't have exploded. I also think that I'm a bad omen, bad things happen around me ._. I fear for my friends. I'm sorry of any unfortuante events happen to you because of my presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6075683295917515628?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6075683295917515628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6075683295917515628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6075683295917515628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6075683295917515628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-youtube.html' title='I love YouTube'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-4711878795054606995</id><published>2008-10-11T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:07:52.188+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Quiz Time!</title><content type='html'>I love taking quizzes, especially if it involves with finding out more about yourself. Yes, I am vain. :3 Just click on the quiz title if you're interested to try the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7915467/whats-your-inner-animal"&gt;What is your inner animal?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal&lt;/span&gt;: Swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;: Serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;: You are beautiful, whether you know it or not. You care for others and even if people don’t know it, you hold everybody close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wish&lt;/span&gt;: Your wish is to one day, be free from everything around you. You want to go far away, you will miss your family and friends but you believe it is for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;: Your friends with everyone, some more then others. If you meet someone they are on your friends list. But if someone were to hurt someone close to you, you will hold a grudge against him or her for a very, very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;: You like pale colors, preferably a light blue, green, purple or pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stone&lt;/span&gt;: White Sapphire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hobbies&lt;/span&gt;: You should consider meditating, yoga, and things of that sort. Something relaxing. Maybe take a bubble bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote&lt;/span&gt;: “Dare to dream, dare to fly, dare to be the ever chosen one to touch the sky.” –Quote I read somewhere. “The only thing better then love, is freedom.” –Quote by me. This quote is my opinion no one else’s. I’m sorry if you got this and you don’t believe that quote, it could also be that you believe freedom is a great part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is quite true! The creator is good ; o&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7978145/what-type-of-comfort-food-are-you"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What type of comfort food are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPC8M6VdfZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Lcpe0RvRdMc/s1600-h/1222212591_8724_full.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPC8M6VdfZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Lcpe0RvRdMc/s320/1222212591_8724_full.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255907695145090450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macaroni and Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the popular one. You have great eyes, and everyone loves your smarts. Sometimes you make people jealous, because you are too charming! You can get distracted, but are quite ambitious at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last part is true : p&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7969729/whats-your-story"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's your story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sad Reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your story is most like Sad Reality. Perhaps you have been hurt by someone close or wish that something recent had not happened. This suggests that you are a rather deeper person and enjoy tings to their fullest, but perhaps expect a lot or too much out of them. You are disapointed when things dont work out, and often you seem to blame then on yourself. But don't feel bad, for you have a gift: the gift of thought. Without this gift, no one in the world would feel happy at anytime, because we would all disreagaurd each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This one is quite sad really* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-4711878795054606995?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/4711878795054606995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=4711878795054606995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4711878795054606995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4711878795054606995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-time.html' title='Quiz Time!'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SPC8M6VdfZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Lcpe0RvRdMc/s72-c/1222212591_8724_full.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6110183482414382534</id><published>2008-10-06T19:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:48:12.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I would like you to meet my boyfriend/husband.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SOn4pTzYOcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MpN1vadoOKc/s1600-h/l_64b042829c083af017ad33a81c1e5099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SOn4pTzYOcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MpN1vadoOKc/s320/l_64b042829c083af017ad33a81c1e5099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254003828878490050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They call him 'Seung Ri' or 'maknae' which means 'youngest or baby in the family'. Yes, he is certainly my baby &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage Name : Seungri; V.I&lt;br /&gt;Former Stage Name : V &amp;amp; Victory&lt;br /&gt;Real Name: Lee Seunghyun (이승현)&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: December 12, 1990 &lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;(&lt;span class="bday"&gt;1990-12-12&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="noprint"&gt;(age 18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Position: Choreographer / Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a very good dancer, especially at such a young age. Here are clips of him singing and dancing. This clips are quite old so his hair is different now, sexier than before. Teehee. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-0wrQonheU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t-0wrQonheU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5Bd_2Qzbro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d5Bd_2Qzbro&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find his accent quite adorable and his english ain't that bad :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6110183482414382534?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6110183482414382534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6110183482414382534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6110183482414382534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6110183482414382534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-would-like-you-to-meet-my.html' title='I would like you to meet my boyfriend/husband.'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SOn4pTzYOcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/MpN1vadoOKc/s72-c/l_64b042829c083af017ad33a81c1e5099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-226426564996472165</id><published>2008-09-29T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:13:57.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I refuse</title><content type='html'>mood: trapped&lt;br /&gt;music: HSM - I can't my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post 1 &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;jolly&lt;/span&gt;]: I was chatting some idiot from KL, who apparently doesn't even know where the heck Sandakan is. I'm not kidding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;sandakan is where&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, he just answered my question in the most dumbest way possible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;and your birthday is on?&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... After that he asked someone really stupid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;u got boy boy ma&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;keke&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;u got boy boy ma&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;what are you talking abt?&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;u got bf ma&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;wakaka&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;no i'm single&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;oic&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;can i&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;man man lai lo&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how i look like&lt;br /&gt;天下乌鸦一样黑 says:&lt;br /&gt;just try lo&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;err no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped replying me after that. Haha. I showed the conversation to Bird, and his response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;birdie.. says:&lt;br /&gt;ask him fuck off&lt;br /&gt;birdie.. says:&lt;br /&gt;= 3&lt;br /&gt;bernice~ ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;birdie.. says:&lt;br /&gt;yea ma..&lt;br /&gt;birdie.. says:&lt;br /&gt;can i wa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Post 2 &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt;]: My dad, Brian and I went to a restaurant called 'Cherokee Rose' opposite the Library (I fucking hate that place), and obviously they will start talking about my future. Guess what, my dad wants me to go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Form 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;while Brian suggests I should go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A-Levels&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too stupid to go to A-Levels! I'm already suffering in Form 5, you want me to go to A-Levels?! Form 6 is no different, I have to wake up 5 in the morning &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; and wear uniform to school &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; and carry heavy textbooks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn from lecturers, not teachers! I'm over that 'high school' phase! It's like high school all over which I do not want. I'm so mad I want to chop my legs off this instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why does this have to happen? Besides that, I saw a scorpion crawling under our table. Another reason for hating that place. I was complaining so much, my dad said, 'I'm not bringing you here again' but in a joking way. Other than talking about my future, I told my dad to get me a new watch and spare glasses. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A FUCKING WATCH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian also talked about driving, how I should learn the basics and steal Aaron's car to learn. And then he changed his mind about how I should concentrate on SPM first, but I suggested that when I pass, I can pick up Celine so that he and my dad can relax. He immediately changed his mind and supported that I should take my test faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Tomorrow is another day, and I have Additional Mathematics tuition. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate school!&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/7323884834581432166-226426564996472165?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/226426564996472165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=226426564996472165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/226426564996472165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/226426564996472165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-bird.html' title='I refuse'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2227617709189262476</id><published>2008-09-25T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:33:40.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Perhatian!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just another random post. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My watch 'died' yesterday. It was okay in the morning, but after I got home from tuition, it wasn't displaying the time anymore, so I guess the battery ran out. I gave it to my dad to install new batteries and now I feel 'nekkid' without it ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, maybe I should buy 2 watches next time, just in case. I can't live without watches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the watch issue aside, today actually feels like a Friday to me, I can't wait for the holidays! Yay! *throws random textbooks out the window* It was just a normal day today, Brian picked me, Kathlyn, Loise and Celine up and he went for grocery shopping. Then Brian asked Celine to help him hold his ciggie for him, so I decided to take some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRVn35wHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_Kkqt2psAkM/s1600-h/DSC02908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRVn35wHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_Kkqt2psAkM/s320/DSC02908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249949591297179762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*No pictures please...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRWdBpTZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PmVA-XQZ7s0/s1600-h/DSC02911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRWdBpTZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/PmVA-XQZ7s0/s320/DSC02911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249949605565123986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I said 'No pictures!'*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRV9IxZ5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UCQjFea2n00/s1600-h/DSC02910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRV9IxZ5I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UCQjFea2n00/s320/DSC02910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249949597005080466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Okay, okay, just one picture.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for today, tomorrow we're having History Test II because our previous results were so bad that teacher decided to give us a second chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;I have not studied yet, shhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow, finally gonna hang out after 3 weeks of agony. Jesselton, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2227617709189262476?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2227617709189262476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2227617709189262476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2227617709189262476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2227617709189262476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/perhatian.html' title='Perhatian!'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SNuRVn35wHI/AAAAAAAAAIA/_Kkqt2psAkM/s72-c/DSC02908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6648870049985498681</id><published>2008-09-23T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:42:30.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Youtube</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through Youtube today (I know I know, I should be studying, pffft) and I wanted to watch "Evolution of Dance" that Kathlyn showed me last year, but I stumbled upon this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RALfn2Ip8C0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RALfn2Ip8C0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaked out when I saw this video. Seriously, are the Japanese trying to replace the human race? Six years of research went down the drain for something so useless and scary. And what's with the Mickey Mouse ears and round boobs? It's so freaky. I know I wouldn't want that in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the video of "Evolution of Dance". It's really awesome, the guy can dance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Wonder Girls latest video is released, Nobody. Not a bad video, kinda adorable and funny. Enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VF-AtIugofs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6648870049985498681?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6648870049985498681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6648870049985498681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6648870049985498681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6648870049985498681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/youtube.html' title='Youtube'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5952001668622282485</id><published>2008-09-20T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:46:30.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I love Austin Powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Austin Powers in Gold Member - Asian Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is classic. Poor Asians, we often get misunderstood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7YABRmdyuMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7YABRmdyuMk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naked Austin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing is so awesome. Perverted, but hilarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zl_295f530E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zl_295f530E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Anson for sharing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5952001668622282485?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5952001668622282485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5952001668622282485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5952001668622282485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5952001668622282485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-austin-powers.html' title='I love Austin Powers'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5258590415715522885</id><published>2008-09-20T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:22:25.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Tarot Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot/winged/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Empress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents,&lt;br /&gt;beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home&lt;br /&gt;decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/%7Ewarlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5258590415715522885?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5258590415715522885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5258590415715522885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5258590415715522885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5258590415715522885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/tarot-cards.html' title='Tarot Cards'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-33073510141734987</id><published>2008-09-16T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:22:07.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>I want a Sony Rolly</title><content type='html'>Introduction of the Sony Rolly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTxdKi77G20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HTxdKi77G20&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the most adorable thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miuro vs. Rolly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lx1T7FJ5kJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lx1T7FJ5kJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-33073510141734987?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/33073510141734987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=33073510141734987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/33073510141734987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/33073510141734987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-sony-rolly.html' title='I want a Sony Rolly'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-8616884930756377254</id><published>2008-09-15T20:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:51:18.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>What a cutie</title><content type='html'>I found the most adorable video in Youtube, starring Ohno Satoshi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How to approach a girl, Ohno Satoshi style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vZJRukVu-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vZJRukVu-E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a guy says that to me like that (highly doubt it), I will definitely say yes :"&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; goal in life to piss me off all the time huh, punk? I hope you're happy, because you're doing an excellent job without even trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-8616884930756377254?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/8616884930756377254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=8616884930756377254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8616884930756377254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8616884930756377254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-cutie.html' title='What a cutie'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-890883039592838253</id><published>2008-09-13T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:22:07.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;What are your Strengths and Limitations&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your colour is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blue! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p&gt;You are a truly loyal person! You're the type of person who is compassionate, thoughtful, well mannered, emotional, and respectful. Your limitations can be you're moody, suspicious, overly sensitive, a perfectionist or have low self-esteem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7907697/what-are-your-strengths-and-limitations"&gt;Link&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/7323884834581432166-890883039592838253?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/890883039592838253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=890883039592838253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/890883039592838253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/890883039592838253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5596497032934927881</id><published>2008-09-13T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T17:49:48.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>English Table</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, (12.09.08) Kathlyn, Chibeh and I went to mile 4 after school to have our lunch. Chibeh wanted to go to 'Pan Mian' so we went. The thing is, all 3 of us hate mushroom, so Chibeh took one small plate and dropped all her veggies and mushrooms there, Kathlyn and I followed her suit XD I think the couple in the table next to us were thinking that we're being ungrateful because they kept giving us nasty looks every time we took out one of our mushroom. Or was it the fact we were talking really loudly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMsu7-gNF_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFvYI2St0sk/s1600-h/DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMsu7-gNF_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFvYI2St0sk/s320/DSC02618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245337798928308210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The mushroom and veggie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lunch, Brian sent us to tuition. The only thing on my mind was 'vedablu, vedablu'. The thing I like about vedablu is that they have abysmal of variaties of ice-creams flavour, I just wanna try them all and they all taste so good~ I had 'cookies &amp;amp; cream' today. I describe it as a very 'cute' taste. Kathlyn had her personally favourite, Gianduia (?) did I spell that right? Chibeh had vanilla classic and belgian chocolate I think, while Celine had vanilla classic. I don't know what Brian had. He just ate everything in one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuitions, Bird called to ask if Kathlyn and I were going to the singing competition, so it was at the eleventh hour decision. Kathlyn and I rushed home to bath, change and smell nice. When Bird picked us up, we went for dinner at IJM along with Bin. Willibrord joined for a while and left to look for seats in Hakka Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to Hakka Hall to support Jefferd who will be singing, turns out Dylan (Jeremy's brother) participated too. I saw my old schoolmate also, Penny Liew. I was really impressed, the guys there can really sing, especially the 'pretty boy' ;) and Kathlyn's boy/girlfriend. haha. Overall, we had fun. Showstopper performed too and they looked pretty tired. Poor things. But that didn't stop Kathlyn and I from drooling. Even though I'm a girl, I admit, they're really hot, especially the curly hair one. And they're only 14 years old! Shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the girl's turn to sing, we didn't really pay attention. Their voices failed to catch our attention, unlike the male singers. So all of us got up from our seat and went outside. Algernon, Bird, Bin and Willibrord went to do God-knows-what while Kathlyn and I walked around Taman Tyng, admiring the houses. We lost track of time until Bin had to call us, telling us that we're leaving. We stopped by vedablu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;and this time I had the 'something &amp;amp; Raspberry' hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we were seating as the 'English Table' crew, only to add one more member later, Wong Yang Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMsu74WAPPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1UlSJ6vt68s/s1600-h/DSC02624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMsu74WAPPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/1UlSJ6vt68s/s320/DSC02624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245337797274909938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird built it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For some reason, we were talking about weird topics, from crushes to m***********. haha. It's cool that all of us can be very open-minded about it, and at the same time keeping a tight lip about to protect the other person ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a very memorable night, I hope that we can do something like these again. The ENGLISH TABLE CREW. Lolz. Lame shit I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5596497032934927881?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5596497032934927881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5596497032934927881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5596497032934927881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5596497032934927881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/english-table.html' title='English Table'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMsu7-gNF_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/kFvYI2St0sk/s72-c/DSC02618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1381323292814426619</id><published>2008-09-10T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T12:09:51.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>WonderBoys</title><content type='html'>I was browing around &lt;a href="http://popseoul.com/"&gt;Popseoul!&lt;/a&gt; when I came across with &lt;a href="http://popseoul.com/2008/09/09/move-aside-the-wonderboys-have-arrived/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMem8fSSyQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ohVhwML30aE/s1600-h/wonderboys_080909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMem8fSSyQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ohVhwML30aE/s320/wonderboys_080909.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244343849216821506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Seung Ri&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt;'s picture caught my attention immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Imagine five guys from four different well known groups coming together to crush the top female groups in Korea. Although that did not exactly occur, these five guys from Super Junior, Shinee, 2 AM, and Big Bang attempted to do just that during the 500th special episode of SBS’s Inkigayo which aired on September 7, 2008.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Shindong (SuJu) top left, Sungmin (Suju) centre, Taemin (Shinee) bottom left, Jo Kwon (2 AM) bottom right, and Seungri (Big Bang) top right came together for a special stage where they performed their rendition of Girls Generation’s “Girls Generation” and Wondergirls‘ “So Hot”. Their performance was for lack of a better term interesting but allowed the fans to see another side of their favorite groups.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of their perfomance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbW5HG1P02c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbW5HG1P02c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find their Wondergirl's immitation quite adorable and cute XD especially when Seung Ri was dancing. I love his &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;arse&lt;/span&gt;. Sungmin's hair was quite weird though. Shindong's rapping was the most adorable thing I've ever seen. The hilarious part was when they jumped and said 'pui' or was it 'hoi'?  Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like sharing with you guys :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1381323292814426619?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1381323292814426619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1381323292814426619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1381323292814426619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1381323292814426619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderboys.html' title='WonderBoys'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMem8fSSyQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ohVhwML30aE/s72-c/wonderboys_080909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-545661257685963236</id><published>2008-09-08T19:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T18:49:45.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Updated: Happy Belated Birthday Johan!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, 7th September 2008 was a day for celebration. Why? Because it the celebration of his 17 years of birth, Johan Donough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated his birthday yesterday at a Japanese restaurant at Taman Tyng called Edo Ichi. Not a bad place, but for some reason the service yesterday was pretty bad. Bin and I never failed to roll our eyes at the waitresses since we've been repeating our orders to them abysmal of times yet it never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, since half of the restaurant was crawling with hungry sushi-eaters, we had no choice but to sit at the booth at the end of the restaurant. Sadly, it wasn't big enough for all of us, so Bin, Algernon and Bird moved to the booth behind us. Kathlyn and I were stuck with Monica, Amy, Grace, Johan, Davis, Billy and Ethan. They were all chinese speakers. I talked with Grace for a while because I enjoy her company very much, hehe. A few minutes later, I think Algernon noticed our quiteness so he invited us to join his table, he called it the 'English Table' because they speak english while the other people we're sitting with are mostly chinese speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agreed and moved over to their table. I'm glad we did because we have more fun with them compared to Johan's table. No offence Johan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy, we talked, we laughed and we ate. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly it was like a knight in shining armour came and joined our table. His name is Dominic. Instantly Johan introduced him to Kathlyn. Twice. I find it quite adorable XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wish Johan the best of luck. I hope he enjoyed his little party yesterday, especially his '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gun-damn it&lt;/span&gt;' present from all of us, and the 'special' card *ahem* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt; *ahem* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt; *ahem* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; *ahem*. Wish you all the best in your future and your SPM. Good luck dude. It is a pleasure knowing you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;PICTURES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPqX9CqdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ieEwwV13y1w/s1600-h/The+Jo+%26+Bern+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPqX9CqdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ieEwwV13y1w/s320/The+Jo+%26+Bern+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243966405522663890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Johan and his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPqZ2PbgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dkNG3fEqbXk/s1600-h/The+Jo+%26+Bern+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPqZ2PbgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dkNG3fEqbXk/s320/The+Jo+%26+Bern+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243966406031011330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPVTay09I/AAAAAAAAAF4/n99AifKR-_M/s1600-h/The+Dom+%26+Bern.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPVTay09I/AAAAAAAAAF4/n99AifKR-_M/s320/The+Dom+%26+Bern.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243966043528025042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom being cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*More coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-545661257685963236?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/545661257685963236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=545661257685963236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/545661257685963236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/545661257685963236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-belated-birthday-johan.html' title='Updated: Happy Belated Birthday Johan!'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SMZPqX9CqdI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ieEwwV13y1w/s72-c/The+Jo+%26+Bern+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-204692117409290502</id><published>2008-09-01T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:18:35.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Mood: content&lt;br /&gt;Music: Jason Mraz - The Remedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere apology to everyone since I've not been writing anything for a while now. I also apologise to Chibeh since she's been asking me to update but I never did. Haha. I want to write about what I've been doing the past few weekends, but I'm too lazy to do so. If you would read my friends, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bird&lt;/span&gt;'s post, they wrote about our outings especially to Yu Yuan Night and funfair. Oh how it feels to be a kid again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just wanna share with you guys a video that Anson sent to me today, and it was damn hilarious. Though the song is a little irritating, the translations were awesome. Enjoy :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLpROhIg9eA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bLpROhIg9eA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Editted:&lt;/span&gt; I think I've been experiencing a disease called the 'writer's block' lately since I can't think of anything to write. Don't get me wrong, I love blogging, I really do; reading older posts and reminiscing about the past, laughing at my immaturity from the posts and wondering how much I've changed just over a few months sounds like a very fun past time, but that also meant I have to crank up my brain cells every time I type a post. Maybe to some, it's easy as ABC, but for people like me, it may take a while just to type a simple post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the number of holidays is slowing increasing to make up the times for all those school days. Can't wait! I also can't help feeling quite envious with my friends that finally got their driving license already, I'm anxious to get mine. In the mean time, I should be grateful for my 'free rides' haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much to blog about, though I can say that I've noticed a few changes in the environment and also in me. I no longer feel the need to bother so much about people's feelings, especially hypocrites. I also noticed that I hardly talk much as compared to a few months ago, I only talk when I feel like it or if the topic sparks my interest. Besides that, I think my patient meter has gone downhill since every little small thing seems to annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many have complained about how they're distracted when they should be studying for SPM, complaining about their social life and problems when they should be worrying about SPM, complaing about how they should stop hanging out with their friends till late at night when they should be focusing on SPM. Here's what I have to say: that's crap. Just because SPM is near doesn't mean you HAVE to worry about SPM. The main thing is that you don't forget to study and also manage time with your friends and family. Just because SPM is coming doesn't mean you still can't have a little fun. SPM isn't the end of the world, as long as you don't lose focus then you're fine. This goes out to all the PMR and SPM candidates, don't let the exams get you down and stress you out, you have every right to enjoy yourself, as long as you know your limits. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-204692117409290502?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/204692117409290502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=204692117409290502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/204692117409290502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/204692117409290502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2844209046309894410</id><published>2008-08-17T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:28:24.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Interact Installation 2008</title><content type='html'>What can I say? It was the BOMB! I seriously enjoyed myself last night and the food was delectable, expect for the soup though. I love the appetizers and the chicken, but sadly I didn't get to eat much because I was constantly running around the hall like a fool doing errands, with high heels I might add. Kathlyn, being the mc for the night wasn't able to eat much either so I gave her some of my share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part was I didn't bring my camera and I left my phone at Kathlyn's house. Way to go, Bernice. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there were minor difficulties during the Gangstarz competition, everyone was very supportive, especially Davis and Johan's group, until I was asked to walk over there and told them to calm down. It was fun nonetheless. After the installation, everyone were very busy taking pictures and exchanging numbers. I finally reached home at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I can participate in the Interact Installation next year even though I'm no longer in high school. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I've spotted a few hypocrites at last night's event and I couldn't believe how did they turn out to be like that. And I can't stand hypocrites, especially those who flirt around with boys they hate and seeking attention. God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2844209046309894410?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2844209046309894410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2844209046309894410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2844209046309894410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2844209046309894410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/interact-installation-2008.html' title='Interact Installation 2008'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2585672664146618116</id><published>2008-08-14T19:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:28:24.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is your sixth sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKQa5Bdh6II/AAAAAAAAAFg/DhVGNa6wuEs/s1600-h/cdn.applatform.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKQa5Bdh6II/AAAAAAAAAFg/DhVGNa6wuEs/s320/cdn.applatform.com.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234338233858517122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound is your sixth sense. You're probably not surprised since you might be found rockin' a pair of headphones at anytime. So how does this relate to your inner voice? A person gifted with clairaudio (clear hearing) is someone very in-tune with sounds. Often a clairaudio "hears" their inner voice or gut feeling. For example, if you were about to do something you might regret (like, hooking up with your best friend's sweetie), you might hear a voice telling you to watch out or reevaluate your choice. You might also hear music at odd times or someone speaking even when no one is around (or when you dream). According to some, you might even be able to hear voices when someone is passing or has died. Now, we probably wouldn't advertise the fact that you hear voices, but you have to admit, it's pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.new.facebook.com/qwhats-your-si-bbgcd/?start=1&amp;amp;target=home"&gt;Take the Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood.Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets.Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studyin. (OF COURSE WHY NOT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the darker side of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 150%; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;Rage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 120%;"&gt;You get sudden outbursts of anger and get out of control, you become another person and nothing can stand in your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2585672664146618116?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2585672664146618116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2585672664146618116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2585672664146618116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2585672664146618116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-your-sixth-sense.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKQa5Bdh6II/AAAAAAAAAFg/DhVGNa6wuEs/s72-c/cdn.applatform.com.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-3849791523137912049</id><published>2008-08-12T15:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T18:45:09.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>R.I.P.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKFQOthPpvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NtG3b7MHiuE/s1600-h/True_Love_Forever,_Red_Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKFQOthPpvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NtG3b7MHiuE/s320/True_Love_Forever,_Red_Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233552455648650994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi Bernice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jam berapa kau datang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tinggi sudah kau ah, tidak lama tinggi dari Apo dan mami kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sudah makan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mau Apo masak maggi untuk kau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bila kau balik KK lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bila ada cuti, kau datang KK lagi ah, kasih kawan mamimu. Kasian dia satu orang di rumah kan?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o more bear hugs,&lt;br /&gt;No more stories about the old times,&lt;br /&gt;No more grandma.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P Monica Lo @ Apo&lt;br /&gt;07.08.1928 - 09.08.2008&lt;br /&gt;Mother, Grandma and Great-Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;You'll be deeply missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't wish you 'Happy Birthday' on the day of your birthday, I thought when I reached KK, I was able to wish you. But you were in so much pain, the words didn't make it. I wanted to hug you, but there were so many people fussing over you, I couldn't even get close to you, I could only hold your hand. I hope that you knew I was there. I was holding your hand the whole time, but maybe you didn't feel it. I kept going in and out of your room, because it was getting crowded. All the relatives came to celebrate your birthday. We even watched the DVD of your pictures when you were young until now, even though I'm not always in KK, I'm glad that there was a picture of you and me in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later, the priest came and we prayed over you. We begged for you to rest while we were praying because you were in so much pain, but you still managed to asked if everybody else had eaten yet. That's how you are, Apo. You always put others first, then yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called the ambulance, fearing your condition was getting worse. We waited and waited, but they never came. My mother got tired so we went back home first. I was in the toilet when Arthur called, saying you stopped breathing. We immediately rushed to the hospital where you were already in the emergency room, no thanks to those bloody ambulance that never fucking came. We sneaked into the emergency room where the doctors were performing CPR on you. I prayed hard, pleading that He can't take you away. I still haven't wished you 'Happy Birthday' yet. I haven't given you our usual bear hug whenever I'm in KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my prayers weren't answered. I guess He wanted you to be with Him more than I did. The doctors said you were pronounced dead at 11pm. They opened the curtains, revealing your lifeless body. I couldn't stop the tears. I cannot accept the fact that you're no longer here with us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality can really give a slap on the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it looked like you just went into a deep slumber, never to be awaken again. I can only be glad that the 6 years of pain and suffering you have endured, are no longer in existence. I'm also glad that you'll be happier up there with Him and also looking after us, even though you're no longer here physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every death is awarded with the birth of a new life, &lt;/span&gt;which I believe is true because Ceceh Shirley is due this month. It's just sad that you are not able to see your great-grandson, Chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can talk to you only in prayer now. It feels so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-3849791523137912049?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/3849791523137912049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=3849791523137912049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/3849791523137912049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/3849791523137912049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/rip-apo.html' title='R.I.P.'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SKFQOthPpvI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NtG3b7MHiuE/s72-c/True_Love_Forever,_Red_Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-7499533484910618227</id><published>2008-08-07T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:28:12.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>How to be... by nigahiga</title><content type='html'>How to be a Ninja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdLCEwEFCMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JdLCEwEFCMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be a Gangster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/khFhF64P3VQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to be Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pK4bLMd0avU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pK4bLMd0avU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, How to be a Nerd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndiRRjCyV_E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndiRRjCyV_E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The videos are listed in order.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-7499533484910618227?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/7499533484910618227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=7499533484910618227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7499533484910618227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7499533484910618227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-be-emo.html' title='How to be... by nigahiga'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-7352767191811029599</id><published>2008-08-06T22:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:01:02.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes getting heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No. Can't. Must. Study. BM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you, BM! I am missing out sufficient hours of beauty sleep because of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to sleep last night either, because I was burning the midnight oil for history. Sheesh. Now, I'm doing the same for BM. Though I hate history more, BM is much more troublesome. Don't get me started on additional mathematics. Oh God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark circles and puffy eye bags are becoming visible. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vision getting blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers becoming stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      LiFe Is So PreCioUS     says:&lt;br /&gt;watcha doin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;cursing bm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-7352767191811029599?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/7352767191811029599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=7352767191811029599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7352767191811029599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7352767191811029599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-576338452569869053</id><published>2008-08-05T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:04:46.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Super Junior U parody</title><content type='html'>I think this is the best parody I've seen so far. It's really hilarious. It's about the SuJu boys 'kidnapping' their 'stylist' @ Yoona from SNSD blaming her for making them look gay. Enjoy the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJaJrqlUQxs"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I couldn't paste the video here, the maker disabled it. Anyway, I hope you guys will view it and enjoy it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the part when HanKyung sang 'no, I'm not gay', it sounded kinda similar to the Korean lyrics. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-576338452569869053?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/576338452569869053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=576338452569869053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/576338452569869053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/576338452569869053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-junior-u-parody.html' title='Super Junior U parody'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-4776622728777197992</id><published>2008-08-05T17:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T21:20:28.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Favourite Artist of Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SJgbUKBVdpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wCR2Ab0u1mg/s1600-h/20080803-superjunior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 371px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SJgbUKBVdpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wCR2Ab0u1mg/s320/20080803-superjunior.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230961000292120210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Donghae, Kangin, LeeTeuk (leader), HeeChul, SiWon (giving speech) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt; (omg!), YehSung and behind him is Shindong, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 2nd, 2008&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Malaysia hosted the Mtv Asia Awards. Artist from all over Asia, America and Europe attended to show their support. Sadly, Super Junior (above picture) was the only group to represent from Korea and SM Entertainment. How disappoiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only focused on the nominees for the 'Favourite Artist of Korea' awards which are: Big Bang, SNSD, Super Junior and Wonder Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the winner is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER JUNIOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*piercing screams from fangirls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Super Junior! Si Won's English was excellent from the last time I've heard him speak. He thanked the fans and SM Entertainment on behalf of the group. Why didn't Ki Bum do it? He was in U.S.A for 5 years. :p Congrats to Si Won for improving his English :D Here's a video of their appreciation speech:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fKPXUVO71M4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fKPXUVO71M4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt; at the end, screaming '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thank you Mtv!&lt;/span&gt;' So cute! XD Not sure who said the 'Thank you very much' though, I think it's Eunhyuk. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video of their performances with only 5 members:&lt;br /&gt;Kyuhyun's voice as always, very powerful and mesmerising. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin alert: 1:01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agebKGRr7E0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agebKGRr7E0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt;!! His voice is so... omg... I think I've developed a girly crush on him again. Haha. YehSung's voice, as always, you can feel the passion. Heard that he wasn't in a good mood that day. Awww. Cheer up, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their second performance with all the members, 13 to be exact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin alert: 1:33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqAkH8sCT6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rqAkH8sCT6Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTIE ALERT! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sungmin&lt;/span&gt; is the first singer, after the rap.&lt;br /&gt;Love the Don't Don Intro, the dance is a bit of mixutre of Hip-Hop, Steppin' and Stomping. Awesome~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;성민&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Oppa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;사랑해요&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~ &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7323884834581432166-4776622728777197992?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/4776622728777197992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=4776622728777197992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4776622728777197992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4776622728777197992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/favourite-artist-of-korea.html' title='Favourite Artist of Korea'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SJgbUKBVdpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wCR2Ab0u1mg/s72-c/20080803-superjunior.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5751343900945381669</id><published>2008-08-02T20:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:19:19.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of flower are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are Arbutus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/D/DO/DOL/DOLLFACE92/1217311643_2337_full.jpeg" alt="result image" /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Arbutus-"I live only for you". For you, life is all about the search for that one significant other. The one who will complete you. You may find that you are in many relationships in your life in your search to find your "true one". You probably have been in love and heartbroken many times, but you keep trying. Your life revolves around that other person. When you're with them it's like a breath of new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="aquestion"&gt;Your Aura is Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;img style="width: 497px; height: 480px;" src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h159/misspretty13/Anime%20Pictures/PurpleGirl6.jpg" alt="result image" /&gt;    &lt;p&gt;A purple aura means you have great wisdom, you are reliable, and very sensitive with yourself and those around you. Although at times you may have a sense of superiority. You live in a world of pure fantasy, you love to daydream, and you are a master at turning the negative into the positive. A person with a purple aura has a high level of imagination, and intuition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5751343900945381669?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5751343900945381669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5751343900945381669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5751343900945381669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5751343900945381669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-kind-of-flower-are-you.html' title='What kind of flower are you?'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h159/misspretty13/Anime%20Pictures/th_PurpleGirl6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6644166291831536869</id><published>2008-07-28T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:38:59.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Recover soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the end of Biology period, I was outside the lab waiting for Kathlyn and Athifah. Earlier on my whole class heard ambulance sirens but just shrugged it off because we hear it every day as our school is near the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once outside, I saw a large crowd gathering outside the ERT room looking and pointing at something. I rushed over to them, curiosity took over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 5 years of studying in St. Cecilia, I have never seen an ambulance van parked inside the school compound. I felt a rush of panic. Teachers and students got out of their class to see what was the commotion about. Everyone was asking the same question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?", "Who is hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later, we saw the paramedics coming out from the van carrying a stretcher. Our eyes widen. This must be serious. We saw the paramedics waiting up the library stairs and into the sewing room. Loise, who was on her way to Biology said that maybe a girl accidentally sew her hand on the sewing machine. Not funny, Loise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Julie running down the library stairs so I asked her what happened. It turns out that one of her friends accidentally twisted her leg . The bone sticking out from the skin and there was blood everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my classmates about it and Khoo asked the most weirdest question ever;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was it a boy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates and I stared at her in shocked. Kwang slapped her arm and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course it's a girl lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the others protested,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're in an all girls school for pete's sake! Of course it's a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her answer was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who knows it could be a male teacher?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can image us having the 'anime sweat drop' filling our heads by her weird question and ever weirder answer. Poor Khoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for the girl to have a speedy recover and may God bless her.&lt;br /&gt;Take care, Julie's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6644166291831536869?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6644166291831536869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6644166291831536869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6644166291831536869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6644166291831536869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/recover-soon.html' title='Recover soon'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1611716365022531954</id><published>2008-07-25T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:48:14.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>The post says it all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can’t help but cry. I mean I’d love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff,” –Mariah Carey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1611716365022531954?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1611716365022531954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1611716365022531954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1611716365022531954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1611716365022531954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-says-it-all.html' title='The post says it all'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1641028108599867309</id><published>2008-07-24T18:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T19:34:56.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>That One Mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how does it feel when you make one simple mistake and everyone starts blaming you?even if you knew it was your fault and you admit it, people are still constantly pointing out that one simple &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistake. &lt;/span&gt;what if there was this one babbler mouth who couldn't control herself and decided to tell the whole world about your mistake? which includes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one whole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;classroom of students&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staff of the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that, you thought your frens got your back, but they were neutral to it. it didn't seem to have affected them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey, the whole staff knows abt you." one of my fren said to me this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your ICT."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately my heart skipped a beat. great. now the whole school knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're probably wondering what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistake &lt;/span&gt;i am babbling about, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yesterday, the audits for ICT came over to my school. 10 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; students were picked to show them our presentation and they will give us marks for it. unfortunately, i was one of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; students. everything was going well and i received full marks for my other 4 presentations. (2 marks for each presentation.) then the audit said he wants to see my excess project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt; was i didn't make a soft copy of that project. the computer that i used to do that project was formatted by my ICT teacher a few days ago. so i didn't have any evidence for it and the audit gave me a big '0' for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accomplishment. &lt;/span&gt;but that wasn't the problem. the problem was what my ICT teacher said to me after audit was out of ear shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i knew you were going to create trouble. see what you did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that hurt. i couldn't even look at her in the eyes when she said that. tears were flowing but i managed to blink them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i only got 8/10 for my ICT thanks to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt; for not making a copy of that project. i was moody the whole day and i couldn't look at my ICT teacher in the eye anymore. it was bad enough i embarrassed my school name for not having any evidence of my project, but she had to go and tell the whole school about it. gee, thanks a lot, teacher. embarrass me some more, will ya? i can imagine my story appearing in the headlines of Daily Express any time now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl single-handedly embarrass school's name with her indolence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the title will attract so many unwanted readers.&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;Putting the problems aside, yesterday was also Loise's birthday! Happy 17th Birthday, darling :) i enjoyed myself last night, especially with your unlimited stash of vodka and bailey. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9ktF2rrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MT0zPlMFh5o/s1600-h/DSC01657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9ktF2rrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MT0zPlMFh5o/s320/DSC01657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226565437096373938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unexpectedly, chucky and chibeh were wearing matching clothes, don't they look so adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9kiSu_kI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xigBFMqhAuA/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9kiSu_kI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xigBFMqhAuA/s320/DSC01660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226565434197605954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we found this little cutie behind Loise's house. i am captivated by it's blue eyes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k2WUrII/AAAAAAAAAEg/ukjdPrjcsrg/s1600-h/DSC00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k2WUrII/AAAAAAAAAEg/ukjdPrjcsrg/s320/DSC00093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226565439581367426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there weren't any 'space' left on the couch, so i sat on chibeh instead. she doesn't mind and i enjoyed sitting on her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k-XPcUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RmknJhlGcfc/s1600-h/DSC01669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k-XPcUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RmknJhlGcfc/s320/DSC01669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226565441732702530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the birthday girl, Loise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k8O4MLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0YxlkmODJcs/s1600-h/DSC01680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9k8O4MLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/0YxlkmODJcs/s320/DSC01680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226565441160753330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;athifah, chibeh and i goofing around. *puff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was an awesome party. i enjoyed the pasta and shepherd's pie. thank you Loise for inviting me ;) i hope you enjoyed yourself too~&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking for the next year's party, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how envious i am with all those gifts that you have received for your birthday, but since i'm such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good friend&lt;/span&gt;, i'll excuse you this time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you, mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care and God bless~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1641028108599867309?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1641028108599867309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1641028108599867309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1641028108599867309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1641028108599867309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/that-one-mistake.html' title='That One Mistake.'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SIh9ktF2rrI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MT0zPlMFh5o/s72-c/DSC01657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5735586228605244501</id><published>2008-07-18T22:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:37:03.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Pizza and Whimsy~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICwo43wnZI/AAAAAAAAADY/CXCFzo4YmFI/s1600-h/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICwo43wnZI/AAAAAAAAADY/CXCFzo4YmFI/s320/DSC01577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224369784257289618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was a spontaneous and remunerative planning. first we went to pizza hut to have our dinner, but due to tardiness, we procrastinated our order to wait for our other comrades to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathlyn and athifah arrived minutes later and the conversation became more lively. as usual, kathlyn would start the conversation with a topic relating to 'sex'. yes, we are a perverted bunch though i can't say the same for nelson. haha poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also met 3 of our teachers with their spouse or future-husband-to-be. Mdm Chin's baby is so adorable! Cikgu Ho was there with her fiance, they look really cute together. Mdm Tan and her husband were both wearing matching outfit and they looked very cute together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we ordered our food and continued blabbing abt nothing but crap. i think we had exasperated the table next us with our abysmal noisiness because 10 minutes after our arrival, they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pictures~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICw-6hISgI/AAAAAAAAADg/zetH9Uub4gw/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICw-6hISgI/AAAAAAAAADg/zetH9Uub4gw/s320/DSC01570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224370162656365058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(left to right) &lt;/span&gt;loise, athifah and nelson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICw-_jq3dI/AAAAAAAAADo/yGEF5CXdSDc/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICw-_jq3dI/AAAAAAAAADo/yGEF5CXdSDc/s320/DSC01571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224370164009197010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;please ignore the horrendous-looking mutant on the far right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx4vm_VEI/AAAAAAAAADw/1NqatjkuPTc/s1600-h/DSC01575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx4vm_VEI/AAAAAAAAADw/1NqatjkuPTc/s320/DSC01575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224371156160566338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pepperoni - large. &lt;/span&gt;chibeh wasn't patient enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx4thNcTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-kuOHTen7S0/s1600-h/DSC01576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx4thNcTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-kuOHTen7S0/s320/DSC01576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224371155599454514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hawaiian chicken - regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx41wwwJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LxbMUhNu5mQ/s1600-h/DSC01579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICx41wwwJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LxbMUhNu5mQ/s320/DSC01579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224371157812166802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even the firemen couldn't handle chibeh and kathlyn's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hotness. &lt;/span&gt;wuahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, nelson suggested we go to whimsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICzXzA8nPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/u18nTLZVg-o/s1600-h/DSC01581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICzXzA8nPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/u18nTLZVg-o/s320/DSC01581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224372789162319090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chibeh and kathlyn were like dancing machines~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anson, gary and chia, too bad you guys had to miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5735586228605244501?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5735586228605244501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5735586228605244501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5735586228605244501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5735586228605244501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/pizza-and-whimsy.html' title='Pizza and Whimsy~'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SICwo43wnZI/AAAAAAAAADY/CXCFzo4YmFI/s72-c/DSC01577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-4016554181778710844</id><published>2008-07-17T23:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:37:03.002+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The day has finally come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today must be the most memorable birthday i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as predicted, kathlyn announced to the whole class that it is my birthday today. one of the rituals we normally do when one of our classmates is celebrating her birthday, we sing the birthday song. unfortunately it was my turn and everyone was singing the birthday song. Hana was exclaiming how red my was face. gosh, i must have looked like a tomato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pictures of presents that i have received today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH901JXLbWI/AAAAAAAAACo/_zXjucupaVM/s1600-h/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH901JXLbWI/AAAAAAAAACo/_zXjucupaVM/s320/DSC01489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224022549168090466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is from Peow Yee who gave to me 2 days earlier because he had to leave to KK for the State Levels' Drama Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH91darwGeI/AAAAAAAAACw/r6g2R3nlJ3U/s1600-h/DSC01491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH91darwGeI/AAAAAAAAACw/r6g2R3nlJ3U/s320/DSC01491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023241012550114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this little cutie is from loise. took me a while to find the perfect angle for the present, but whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH916jrLEuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DkYCJYtBwSw/s1600-h/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH916jrLEuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/DkYCJYtBwSw/s320/DSC01485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224023741642248930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this one is from kathlyn. she gave me a blusher from 'Silky Girl' (her father calls it 'Silly Girl') and a very touching two-paged letters. thanks a lot mate =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH9237M-GfI/AAAAAAAAADA/kHdr9FKst8M/s1600-h/DSC01484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH9237M-GfI/AAAAAAAAADA/kHdr9FKst8M/s320/DSC01484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224024795930040818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i got this beautiful card from my mother who bought it in Tennessee or Asheville. she's not really sure. all i know is, it's from USA =D awesome~ the card is really beautiful and the words fit everything that my mother and i have gone through. love you, mom =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH924XPO1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/SCc_jbA-Wi0/s1600-h/DSC01472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH924XPO1fI/AAAAAAAAADI/SCc_jbA-Wi0/s320/DSC01472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224024803455718898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quite a handful, i must say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anson's gift was quite thoughtful. he took the time to record a birthday greeting along with Chia during school and sent it to me. it was a very cute recording and i'm very touched by it. thanks a lot you two, it means a lot to me =) never received anything like it. very original~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and chibeh each made a post specially for this day, and words alone could not describe how grateful and flattered i am to read their posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-nos.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-bernice.html"&gt;anson's post&lt;/a&gt;: you have to be invited to read it, apologies to those who are unable to read it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scribbles-chibeh.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday.html"&gt;chibeh's post&lt;/a&gt;: it was very poetic and inspiring. i love it! she's very good with words which i envy a lot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i want to thank everyone who took their time off just to look for a present, wrap it, or wrote a post and waking up as early as the stroke of midnight just to wish me a happy birthday. i have never felt so grateful to have such amazing frens as you guys. i thank God for blessing me with such wonderful and thoughtful frens. i'm starting to sound really mushy now, but i just want you guys to know that i'm very grateful for all the things you guys have done for me today. thank you for making my 17th birthday such a memorably day =)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry, i'm not good with words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i love you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH96nVvFrVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/70zFF6AOvTo/s1600-h/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH96nVvFrVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/70zFF6AOvTo/s320/DSC01455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224028909041200466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a new pair of earrings from loise. please ignore the retarded-looking girl and focus more on the earrings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-4016554181778710844?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/4016554181778710844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=4016554181778710844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4016554181778710844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/4016554181778710844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-has-finally-come.html' title='The day has finally come'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH901JXLbWI/AAAAAAAAACo/_zXjucupaVM/s72-c/DSC01489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6072348808153198455</id><published>2008-07-16T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:34:11.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH3z1_K7acI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zYMJ9DWGcxU/s1600-h/DSC01446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH3z1_K7acI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zYMJ9DWGcxU/s320/DSC01446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223599251635530178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep, it's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that special day; some dread while others anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when one digit is added into your biological age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when your responsibilities grow, so does the flabs in your tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when your parents would stop asking you to brush your teeth before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i feel old.&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;i wonder if HE remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a little desperate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same question keeps popping into my head;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do i stand a chance with him?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less than 3 hours to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6072348808153198455?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6072348808153198455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6072348808153198455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6072348808153198455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6072348808153198455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SH3z1_K7acI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zYMJ9DWGcxU/s72-c/DSC01446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5442686256564557434</id><published>2008-07-15T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:24:35.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>UPDATED: What a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today i went to yu yuan to attend the DG Visit meeting. he's from KK and is quite punctual. my frens and i were at yu yuan hall around 3pm and he arrived a few minutes after we did. the meeting only starts at 3.30pm. i like him already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i saw Chia waiting near the school gate and talking with his frens. sadly he didn't see me and eventually left the school gate. i wanted to walk to him and say hi, but for some reason i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see anson nor my sister either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few minutes later, we were shooed away by the yu yuan prefects saying the meeting is about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while the AG was giving his speech, i was having cold feet and silently praying to God to make his speech longer. minutes passed when the mc announced that the interact presidents had to make their speech. my heartbeat increased dramatically. first was sung siew; johan didn't prepare any report at all and had to do everything spontaneously. no problem for a guy like him since he loves talking and is very hilarious. everyone enjoyed his speech, i was one of them. next was st. mike; andy made his incoming president to do the speech which kinda mean of him. after st. mike's speech, the mc announced that it was st. cecilia's turn. it was really sweet of kathlyn who was constantly reassuring me that everything was going to be okay and i'm going to do fine. i didn't really believe her though. i was quite nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i got up and walked down the aisle, i can feel all eyes were on me, burning and penetrating through my back with their looks, slowly consuming my soul with their hungry stares, feeding on my flesh with their glares-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...okay, i'm being a little dramatic, but it certainly felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went up the stage and delivered my speech. i was expected myself to croak, but to my surprise, i didn't at all. thank you God. i ended my speech and quickly walked back to my seat. my heart was racing even faster. kathlyn told me that i did really well and i sounded really clear and ortolana said i looked innocent. -_- no complaints, at least i got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all 6 schools had presented, the DG made his own speech. he commented on our speeches and was shocked that johan was the only boy who presented while the other schools were girls. after that, he asked some questions and we answered. st cecilia got the most answers right though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that, we had a photo-taking session and everyone went home. yay~ once out of the LCCI Lecture Hall (thanks chibeh for correcting me) i took a picture of the sky, it was magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHyltgnOzHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mfmmx9_0kOU/s1600-h/DSC01432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHyltgnOzHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mfmmx9_0kOU/s320/DSC01432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223231869110111346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went home and lived happily ever after.&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;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: i chatted with HIM today. it was magical~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5442686256564557434?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5442686256564557434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5442686256564557434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5442686256564557434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5442686256564557434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-day.html' title='UPDATED: What a day'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHyltgnOzHI/AAAAAAAAABw/mfmmx9_0kOU/s72-c/DSC01432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2819452180480185578</id><published>2008-07-13T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:55:04.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>*beep*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i never get bored of anson's endless hyperness. sometimes i wonder where does his hyperness come from. anyway, here is a copy of our conversation we had earlier on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;oh ethan*&lt;br /&gt;-anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BERNICE IS OLDER THAN YOU AND SHE LOOOOOOOOOVES YOU LIKE CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL OI&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;lalalal~&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;oh  ethan&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;someone's desperate for you&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;her name is... *beep*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;*beep*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;*BEEP!*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;oh for the love of-..... *BEEP!*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP CENSORED BEEP*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;F*****************************CK~&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;ethan! *beep* loves you&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;enuf with the *beep*-ing beeping!&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;what the *beep*!&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;@@&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;I give up... =.=&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, for the last time...&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;someone...&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;by the name of....&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;*beep*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz =.=&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;likes you....=.=&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;and *beep* wanna do you, *beep* would like to see you naked and *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;pervy =p&lt;br /&gt;            -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;Having fun *beep* ?&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;bernice says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm posting this XD&lt;br /&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;what the hell? xD&lt;br /&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;YOu sure? =p&lt;br /&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;all the beeping? xD&lt;br /&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;show it to me&lt;br /&gt;              -anSon-          says:&lt;br /&gt;after that I'll be going to bed =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*not real name. it was changed due to security measures and the author of this post doesn't want any secrets to be revealed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2819452180480185578?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2819452180480185578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2819452180480185578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2819452180480185578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2819452180480185578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/beep.html' title='*beep*'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-3715357158117372835</id><published>2008-07-13T16:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:06:05.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>UPDATED: Gangstarz Audition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after 2 and a half hours of gruesome judging, the audition was over. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally.&lt;/span&gt; i must say some were quite good and others were okay. none of them were bad at all, which was quite amusing. sadly, alvin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt; and i got sleepy halfway through the audition which was probably due to the waiting of the other groups to arrive and putting on their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't like the part where one group did nothing but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy danced. &lt;/span&gt;they were constantly shaking their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thangs&lt;/span&gt; and showing off their booties. a bit of a sore eyes for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the audition, johan, davis, ethan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt;, andy, alvin, antony, wei jun(?) and i went to sky fast food to have our lunch. davis was my gay partner on account of me being the only girl there. really sweet of him. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHnBb3s0DHI/AAAAAAAAABk/mb6Np7ixxQg/s1600-h/DSC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHnBb3s0DHI/AAAAAAAAABk/mb6Np7ixxQg/s320/DSC00042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222417927465340018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davis wanted to look gay in the picture but changed his mind at the last minute. i like it anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bird &lt;/span&gt;sent my sister and i home. thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bird&lt;/span&gt; ^^ haha. hope to hang out with you guys soon. it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;EDITTED: Sadly, the group that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy danced&lt;/span&gt; was actually called '1st Boutique' and they were chosen to go to the finals. That's not the only bad news, the worse new is they're from my school. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-3715357158117372835?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/3715357158117372835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=3715357158117372835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/3715357158117372835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/3715357158117372835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/gangstarz-audition.html' title='UPDATED: Gangstarz Audition'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SHnBb3s0DHI/AAAAAAAAABk/mb6Np7ixxQg/s72-c/DSC00042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5216392096173209726</id><published>2008-07-08T17:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:01:38.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><title type='text'>Milk Chocolate, My Fav~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was browsing in quizilla again and i saw something that really caught my attention. it's called &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7357399/what-type-of-chocolate-are-you"&gt;'what type of chocolate are you?'&lt;/a&gt;.. being vain, i took the quiz, wondering if i'll get milk chocolate because it's my fav =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the questions took me by surprise though, i thought it was a personality-type quiz, but it was actually abt how you treat your girlfriend/boyfriend. since i don't have one, i just clicked the answers that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; do to my future &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;partner in crime.&lt;/span&gt; tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after answering them, i got...&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;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="aquestion"&gt;You are milk chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/user_images/C/CO/COA/COALROSE/1213837441_5526_full.jpeg" alt="result image" /&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You have your brilliant moments when your romantic side completely shines through. But, you usually don't go for that type of thing and it's awfully nice when you take them out to do something unusual. Like the longer lasting creamy taste of milk chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay~ milk chocolate, yummy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5216392096173209726?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5216392096173209726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5216392096173209726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5216392096173209726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5216392096173209726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/milk-chocolate-my-fav.html' title='Milk Chocolate, My Fav~'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-5065805878846131870</id><published>2008-07-07T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:53.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>My Body Is At Its Most Vulnerable State</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my tummy cringes at the slightest movement, i see stars sparkling in front of my eyes, i feel weak and feverish, i feel faint, it's exhausting just to lift up a pen, let alone type a post. i thought a good night's rest will heal all those symptoms but it didn't. yet what am i doing here; typing a post rather than laying on my bed resting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, i still have not completed my assignments. i was supposed to finish them last night, but due to some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unfortunate&lt;/span&gt; events, i was unable to do so. plus, my frens were advising me to hit the hay and that request was quite tempting, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well complete it as soon as i possibly can and also make it in time for jonathan as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please pray for me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-5065805878846131870?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/5065805878846131870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=5065805878846131870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5065805878846131870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/5065805878846131870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-body-is-at-its-most-vulnerable-state.html' title='My Body Is At Its Most Vulnerable State'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-8628437864610070127</id><published>2008-07-06T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:53.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Not Feeling Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was over at flavia's place when my dad picked me up. the weird thing was, once i entered the car, i had this really weird feeling in my tummy. i decided to ignore it and daydreamed the whole journey back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once reaching home, the feeling got worse and my tummy started to ached. i ignored it yet again and went to take my bath. after taking my bath, i went to tell my dad that i wasn't feeling so good. he didn't really believe me, he thought it was some trick for me to skip school. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we'll see tomorrow," &lt;/span&gt;he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that i had to run to the bathroom to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puke.&lt;/span&gt; it was horrible, simply disgusting. my eyes were bloodshot and my face was kinda pale. damn. the lousy part is that i haven't completed my homework and my projects. hopefully i won't have to go to school tomorrow so that i'll have time to complete my work =p&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;i feel like puking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-8628437864610070127?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1499175443764959368</id><published>2008-07-05T10:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:06:19.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EL6-YxlxKyA/SG7aT9ZVv9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IpiuRIp1T1U/s1600-h/image-upload-71-798866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EL6-YxlxKyA/SG7aT9ZVv9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IpiuRIp1T1U/s320/image-upload-71-798866.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just some random post..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1499175443764959368?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1499175443764959368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1499175443764959368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1499175443764959368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1499175443764959368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-glasses.html' title='My glasses'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EL6-YxlxKyA/SG7aT9ZVv9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/IpiuRIp1T1U/s72-c/image-upload-71-798866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2625112132721120904</id><published>2008-07-04T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:08:26.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Am I really in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i took this quiz for fun, and my result was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Honey, you are so in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;omg, somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you're interested to know if you're in love, click &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/quizzes/7447613/are-you-really-in-love"&gt;here&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/7323884834581432166-2625112132721120904?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2625112132721120904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2625112132721120904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2625112132721120904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2625112132721120904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-took-this-quiz-for-fun-and-my-result.html' title='Am I really in love?'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-7459408294059773216</id><published>2008-07-04T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:20.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my classmate, athifah told me a very funny thing this morning and it involves tiny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it happened last week, athifah and tiny's other group member were filling the gangstarz audition form so they were deciding who the group leader should be. everyone was kinda open-minded abt it, saying anyone is fine. tiny kept suggesting athifah to be the group leader, and she said whichever is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hilarious thing was, tiny scribbled something on the form while mumbling to herself, 'ee..why bah you all this choose me to be the group leader..i'm not that bagus also.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my fren and i heard that, we laughed our ass off and everyone in class looked at us. seriously, no one even suggest tiny to be the leader, but there she is, filling her own name and blaming her group members for choosing her. pretty self-centered and delusional if you ask me. not to mention hilarious and silly at the same time. haha.&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;tiny, tiny. how self-centered can you get? by the way, your boobs are not as big as you think they are, they're kinda small for someone your size. so for God's sake, stop taking pictures of them and showing them off in school. just being honest. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-7459408294059773216?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/7459408294059773216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=7459408294059773216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7459408294059773216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7459408294059773216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2003954655878048355</id><published>2008-07-03T18:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:53.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Get well soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just found out recently that my tawau fren, roger was in a car accident last night on the way from the airport. he's at the hospital now with a swollen face. he was trying to save a dog, but got into an accident instead. sadly the dog didn't make it and died on the spot. he just gained conscious and received stitches on his face as a result. how terrible :( please pray for him to have a speedy recovery and hopefully he can get up from bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon, roger. please be careful whenever you're on the road. take care and God bless you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2003954655878048355?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2003954655878048355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2003954655878048355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2003954655878048355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2003954655878048355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/07/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-2223211100406467003</id><published>2008-07-03T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:06:25.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I want a date...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... to the interact installation. i know, shocker. but since it's my last year, i want to make it as memorable as possible. i'm also the outgoing president which makes things much more memorable and emotional. haha. i kid. but still, i want a date. not just any date, someone who i can boast my frens to, have fun with and just be comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's just wishful thinking. no guy would wanna go with me anyway, and i don't really know any guys whom i'm closed with. except for anson, but he has his own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girl.&lt;/span&gt; *ahem* E****R *ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A DATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2223211100406467003?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2223211100406467003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2223211100406467003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Down in the dumps (did i get that right?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;i hate mondays. i always get those monday blues, and today was no exception. i kept falling asleep during math class because it was so damn boring and my fren kept slapping me awake. yeah thanks man. when i reached jonathan’s place, the yu yuan students must have caught the flu bug or something, because most of them were coughing and sniffing non-stop throughout the whole lesson. poor things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;an hour after the lesson, i noticed that my forehead was getting warmer. i shrugged it off, probably was just the heat or something. suddenly my neck became really warm too and i felt like puking every few seconds. must have caught the flu bug too. seconds after that, i sneezed a few times and my nose immediately got blocked. damn -_-"&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;not only that, i was freezing my ass off. i was constantly warming my hands and praying that jonathan will switch off his a/c soon. i was really thankful when he did after the lessons were over. after reaching home and taking my bath, i can feel the heat being released from my body due to the cold from jonathan’s house and i thought i was going to be ok. wrong. after dinner, i went back to my room and am now suffering from fever. my forehead is burning and i feel nausea. dammit. my eyes are also stinging and it takes a lot of strength to type this post. now i have headache as an addition to my sickness. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;i blame you immune system! you’re supposed to be doing your job! thanks for making me sick!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;anyway, i hope the sick yu yuan students will get well soon and drink lots of water k?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;take care y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-3507597129982508199?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel like taking a huge chunk of milk chocolate with jelly and shoving it into my mouth and then slowly chewing it, savoring the flavour and then digesting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-2642897277738903850?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/2642897277738903850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=2642897277738903850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2642897277738903850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/2642897277738903850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-feel-like-taking-huge-chunk-of-milk.html' title=''/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/SGcZqlj4hGI/AAAAAAAAABA/DgHS8HokyXM/s72-c/477978.bin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-1961144816273194517</id><published>2008-06-28T13:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:10:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Guys =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry that's it's been a while since i have updated. truth be told, i've been busy and also a little lazy to update my blog. haha. i'm really sorry and i hope you will forgive me =] anyway, just wanna update you readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;. school is still school. nothing interesting happened. (but then, when is school ever interesting?) we're starting 'block teaching' next month, which is also my most very favourite month of all =] i think you might know why. teehee. we have less homeworks than usual but too many deadlines -_- especially for ICT. i only scored 19/30, so i'm trying to improve it to at least 20+. ICT is a stupid subject anyway, regretted taking it. tsk. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;. it's always the same. mom wants me to go to kk. i'm too scared to asked my dad abt it, so we decided to cancel the idea. arthur is refusing to accept her calls, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. it's not a surprise that my dad still loves my mom, but he can be a real hard head. he still talks bad abt her to everyone, and i can't even defend her without getting a huge scolding. she is still my mother and i love her, but my dad doesn't seem to get it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dad sometimes. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;. okay, i admit, i did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; bad for my 1st semester exams. i really need to get in the game to improve myself. dad wasn't happy abt it, obviously. my worst subject is history (no shocker) and i simply &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loathe&lt;/span&gt; that subject -_- i fall asleep just by looking at the book. but for the sake of SPM and my future, i guess i could just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TRY &lt;/span&gt;to like it, just for only until SPM's over. boy, i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;. my relationship with my frens seems to be going downhill, like my 1st semester results. my best fren and i grew &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;distant&lt;/span&gt;. i can't even tell her my problems. when i do, it feels like she's not even listening. but when she has problems, she'll tell me everything, and of course i'm there for her. but when it's my turn, she won't even listen. it's like she doesn't even care. i can't even talk to her abt my crushes anymore, every time i do, she'll start complaining and changes the subject. sometimes i wonder what's her problem. she would get excited whenever we talk abt guys and crushes, but now, it seems to be always abt her. she can talk abt guys, but i can't. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. i'm still single -_- LoL. oh well, all i can do is just keep my options open.  adrian still hasn't got over it. yep, she told me she likes me again -_- worse, i think her best fren is stalking me. she's everywhere i am. i even had a nightmare abt it last night. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more posts soon =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-1961144816273194517?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/1961144816273194517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=1961144816273194517' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1961144816273194517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/1961144816273194517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/06/crushes.html' title='Hi Guys =]'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-6178526008108267329</id><published>2008-05-22T18:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:08:35.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love this song and it's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt;. just wanna share it with you guys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3kfpE8xYBmY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3kfpE8xYBmY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's David Archuleta's version. love that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;sweetie pie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pzvrpxHeaHI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-6178526008108267329?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/6178526008108267329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=6178526008108267329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6178526008108267329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/6178526008108267329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-this-song-and-its-really.html' title=''/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-7116784703097488080</id><published>2008-05-20T14:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:20.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><title type='text'>phew~ what a day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; was one of those days where everything you do seems to be going wrong. i woke up late this morning and my dad was taking his sweet time getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ready to send my sister and i to school. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sadly&lt;/span&gt;, we got into a traffic jam and it lasted abt 20 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was late for school, i wasn't able to have my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; breakfast (i get into a grumpy mood when i don't have my breakfast) and i was having a d migraine. suddenly tiny came in the class and sat opposite me. our conversation was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tiny: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey Bern&lt;/span&gt;, you ok ka?&lt;br /&gt;Me:   yeah, just having a migraine that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Tiny: oh..ok..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hihihi&lt;/span&gt;..later i follow your car k? ui, you going to tuition later?&lt;br /&gt;Me:     maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Tiny: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eee&lt;/span&gt;...why? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;go lah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Me:    malas i wanna go..&lt;br /&gt;Tiny: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;don't be like that la ba&lt;/span&gt;..you going or not?&lt;br /&gt;Me:    hmm..nah, i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Tiny: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hish&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;make up your mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after saying that she left. i was like 'wtf? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;.' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tiny, if you wanna come with me, you could at least have the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;courtesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;polite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; to me. don't treat me like your servant or a driver. i know your style, you'll only come to my class and/or talk to me when you need something. talk abt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;good frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway, after picking me up and sending kathlyn home, my dad went to the airport to pick up my uncle from kk. we went to mile 8 to eat chicken rice. i saw wendy eating there with her family too. after eating, we went back to the car and eager to get &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;. unfortunately, my dad &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;couldn't start&lt;/span&gt; the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my dad gave up a few minutes later and he decided that we should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at least i'm not going to tuitions today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hooray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; for that. my poor ninja, left all alone in mile 8. i hope my dad will retrieve him soon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; i miss that car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which he did, the next day =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-7116784703097488080?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/7116784703097488080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=7116784703097488080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7116784703097488080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/7116784703097488080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/phew-what-day.html' title='phew~ what a day...'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-8981889454713889891</id><published>2008-05-18T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:07:20.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><title type='text'>oh God...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a lot of people have been asking me if there any &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lesbians&lt;/span&gt; in my school, since i go to st.cecilia which is an all-girls school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my answer is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;40% of the girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;homosexual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;happy with the answers? haha just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;speaking of lesbians, there's one who won't leave me alone. i nicknamed her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;adrian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i admit i did admire her before, she was very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;good-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;tomboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;..haha. the most sought after girl in my school i must say. she's also an airhead. oh well, God is fair. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway, she asked me to like her a few months ago, and i told her i just want to be frens. she couldn't quite get the picture and kept calling me over and over again. i've also been receiving messages from her fan saying, "why does she like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;? i cannot accept that!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;why doesn't she like me but you of all people?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want her to like me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, seriously, she said that to me. and she kept calling me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2.4o a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; everyday. i can't even get some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. and it seems that adrian knows that girl, 'yan yan' is her name. so i told adrian abt her, and the next day yan yan smsed me telling me that she's sorry for disturbing me and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;a few weeks later, another adrian fan smsed me. her name is jenny and said that she wanted to be frens with me. i never replied her and she kept calling me at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;too. she told me that she loves adrian and also wonders why does adrian like me. get a life, idiots. turns out that she's been calling adrian 2 in the morning too. the next day, adrian asked me abt jenny and we both don't even know the girl. so adrian scolded her and jenny said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;she doesn't want to be my fren anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but now out of the blue, adrian told me she likes me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; she kept asking me to her a chance. i'm sorry, but i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. 100% straight. i can't have any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;with adrian and her annoying fans constantly having to ruin my peaceful moments. they're so childish, seriously. can't they leave me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i don't mind if she was a hot guy, or at least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wish this childish fools would just leave me alone and let me have my peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-8981889454713889891?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/8981889454713889891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=8981889454713889891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8981889454713889891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8981889454713889891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-god.html' title='oh God...'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7323884834581432166.post-8416687389451136545</id><published>2008-05-18T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:06:29.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Hello~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.. haha XD well i'm not much of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, but since all of my frens have blogs of their own, i got kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. haha. well that's not the only reason why i wanted to make a blog, i want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; myself in many ways which i can't normally do at home =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, i hope you guy will enjoy my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7323884834581432166-8416687389451136545?l=spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/feeds/8416687389451136545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7323884834581432166&amp;postID=8416687389451136545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8416687389451136545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7323884834581432166/posts/default/8416687389451136545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spongeboobroundskirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title='Hello~'/><author><name>YeonJun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16043545121377790988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j4adlXY5JxA/S0G8BJPXJaI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCaDj_7FMw8/S220/DSC07464.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
