<?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-3276632700708658988</id><updated>2012-02-11T18:08:30.836+08:00</updated><category term='Tables turned on (V)JC students'/><category term='Camwhore No-nos'/><category term='Cafe Iguana -- A Night to Remember'/><category term='MBS Skypark'/><category term='mysisterisabimbo [by NeoJunHe aka Himbo]'/><category term='Egg-ilicious... 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I said yes to you. Then I told him to promise to be faithful (to her). I dunno why I cried after that. Maybe deep inside, I really didn’t want it to end like this. Maybe deep inside, all I wanted was for you to have stayed right from the beginning. But sometimes one just doesn’t get what one wants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday to Hasyim! Can’t believe his first words to me were, “I’ve seen you somewhere before -- New Year’s!”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally embarrassing cos I spent New Year’s drunk, unlike last night when I was merely bloody high, even though no one believed me and, as usual, not allowed to go home alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out the pole cage at Zirca first with H’s fab gorgeous sister and Raj, then later with some random 23 y-o babe, then alone, then Cheryl! Coincidentally her birthday too ^^ Bumped into her at the toilet &lt;b&gt;right&lt;/b&gt; when I walked in and she, out. HOW FATED HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To justify myself I only did it with R coz I thought he wasn’t into “me”, if you get my drift..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t recall myself falling but I have a minor laceration across one knee and intense blue-black right underneath. Both ugly. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Alvin too. Yep, like the Alvin from the good ol' sec school days! Shook his hand excitedly hard and he said he’d fractured his finger or something and instead of being all apologetic and concerned I just went&amp;nbsp;“oops!”&amp;nbsp;and turned back to the bar -fACEPALM- You see, I don’t really make sense in clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY’S MATCH CAN RAPE OR NOT PLEASE. XO&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-8409647396799400878?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/8409647396799400878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-was-happy-at-beginning-of-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8409647396799400878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8409647396799400878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-was-happy-at-beginning-of-end.html' title='Always drink on an empty stomach unless you don’t wanna get drunkk'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lbimXCgSzw/TzY4taCC5mI/AAAAAAAAD7g/ElLonNe98ZM/s72-c/photo+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2075554275236132588</id><published>2012-02-02T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T01:10:53.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLm7pms3ZQ/TyqnD-wKlFI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/FPP1t20WvGY/s400/k.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2075554275236132588?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2075554275236132588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2075554275236132588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2075554275236132588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLm7pms3ZQ/TyqnD-wKlFI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/FPP1t20WvGY/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7335477917982483583</id><published>2012-02-01T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T23:19:14.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here’s a shoutout to all those who’ve helped clicked on my ads in one way or another!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loyal readers (i.e. only those who openly tell me they stalk my blog regularly) will receive thanks in richer forms like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend will receive the kisses on your behalf, thankyou! &amp;nbsp;o(^_^)v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I’d been so lousy, not updating this shit blog much and not even helping myself click, I still earned money every week! So many thanks indeed omg :D much love! X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I shall continue living up to my noob reputation for the time being and be gone! toodles, folks! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7335477917982483583?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7335477917982483583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/heres-shoutout-to-all-those-whove.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7335477917982483583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7335477917982483583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/02/heres-shoutout-to-all-those-whove.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7809783464428759112</id><published>2012-01-30T03:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T04:11:33.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy lunar new year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2quXuf-Bqmc/TyWhI2k4xwI/AAAAAAAAD7I/e1eW5N91vLM/s640/photo+(5).JPG" width="515" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SORRY TOO BUSY TO BLOG :D may everyone prosper in this dragon year! May all those who wanna lose weight lose weight, wanna gain weight gain weight, and may my loved ones stay healthy and live well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May those who owe me money past this new year be blessed with showers of bad luck!! :DD HAHHA&amp;nbsp;k don't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo^^&lt;br /&gt;p.s. In prayer that I can survive dance this weds after all this cny sedentariness! &amp;nbsp;[-O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7809783464428759112?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7809783464428759112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-lunar-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7809783464428759112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7809783464428759112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-lunar-new-year.html' title='Happy lunar new year!!'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2quXuf-Bqmc/TyWhI2k4xwI/AAAAAAAAD7I/e1eW5N91vLM/s72-c/photo+(5).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7980014983626515342</id><published>2012-01-27T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:28:44.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you wanna tell me stories about people I don’t know, AT LEAST MAKE SURE IT’S INTERESTING.</title><content type='html'>The general rule before you open your hugeass mouth is to ask yourself this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What’s my point of telling her this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to hesitate before coming up with an answer, DON’T TELL ME ANYTHING. Highly likely it won’t appeal to my interest, nor elicit any positive response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good point to note would be -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find me nodding at 5-second intervals, I’m probably not listening to you. Even counting in my head is more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE WORLD DOESN’T REVOLVE AROUND YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if you talk to me about current affairs or gossip or ask me about what I think about you, I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don’t&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;want to hear you tell me about YOU. All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless 1) you’re incredibly gorgeous, or 2) you’ve passed the general rule [see above].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re bent on mentioning the army, stick to Army Fun Facts and juicy gossip. Unless you’re interested in my retail therapy stories, you will never see me again if you tell me about your army life for more than 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just need to rant, at least buy me a dark mocha frappuccino first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;U n d e r s t a n d and m o v e o n.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7980014983626515342?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7980014983626515342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-wanna-tell-me-stories-about_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7980014983626515342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7980014983626515342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-wanna-tell-me-stories-about_27.html' title='If you wanna tell me stories about people I don’t know, AT LEAST MAKE SURE IT’S INTERESTING.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6022050512612027006</id><published>2012-01-23T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:40:58.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s PARTAYE'/><title type='text'>Happy 2012!!</title><content type='html'>REALLY LATE FOR THIS BUT I DELAYED COLLECTING MY CAMERA FROM DEVA :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALLY DON’T WANNA DO THIS RN BUT I PROMISED TO &lt;b&gt;SHOU SHUI&lt;/b&gt;(SOME CHINESE NEW YEAR TRADITION)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE ALCOHOL IS ATTACKING... ATTACKING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT SO ON NEW YEAR’S EVE I MET UP WITH &lt;b&gt;ALWYN&lt;/b&gt; FOR DINNER&amp;nbsp;THEN HE BROUGHT ME TO MEET HIS FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE KEPT ASKING WHICH OF HIS FRIENDS I FOUND MOST GOOD LOOKING... OF COURSE I KNEW THE ANSWER BUT I MOST HATE INFLATING GUYS’ EGOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT TO THIS &lt;b&gt;IRISH PUB&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;AT ORCHARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE PLAYED DRINKING GAMES AND IN THE MIDST OF EVERYTHING... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJSqAO9KuVc/TxwzN2IdxKI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rZZgZm0QESA/s640/DSCF5184.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN I LEFT TO LOOK FOR H AND B AT CLARKE QUAY. THEN S AND C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x25O_1kvFrE/Txw4UXyR-LI/AAAAAAAAD54/29B3Z2LNTjo/s640/photo-16.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THAT GIRL SO TALL OMG JEALOUS MAXXX. I THINK SHE’S LIKE 167++CM HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i-ZnKeJ4zaE/Txw515imDxI/AAAAAAAAD6A/rjaZYxCquck/s640/394328_10150683284730760_620100759_12168260_1015426318_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THAT’S BEN’S BEER HAHHA HE GAVE IT TO ME ^^ XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGVrhGqfB0w/Txw6gCzzXuI/AAAAAAAAD6I/PGPXBa5s_Po/s640/393743_10150471376811359_725211358_8959450_1011711644_n-1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN WE WALKED TO CAFE &lt;b&gt;IGUANA &lt;/b&gt;:D TO MEET THE LOVES OF MY LIFE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YvL-ur9_Z6w/TxxD5aaHjFI/AAAAAAAAD7A/BDiQW36I3xI/s640/photo-18.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THE 100% GUY HAHAHHA (INSIDE JOKE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fs9hMc7suVE/Txw7yoAuv9I/AAAAAAAAD6Q/VNOgykNsuiQ/s640/photo-17.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THEN I GOT REALLY TIPSY/DRUNK I CAN’T RECALL BUT I THINK DOREEN TOOK CARE OF ME :DD SO MUCH LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj-m923oUY8/Txw8XpJruLI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/XRxPctr3Pj8/s1600/407312_10150488766025869_600035868_8990361_595833456_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="596" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj-m923oUY8/Txw8XpJruLI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/XRxPctr3Pj8/s640/407312_10150488766025869_600035868_8990361_595833456_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THIS GUY THE CULPRIT HAHAHA BUT HONESTLY NO, I JUST THOUGHT I COULD HOLD MINE BETTER THAN HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE TOOK CARE OF ME TOO ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eTqntLESDRY/Txw9hrYw8II/AAAAAAAAD6g/XaySPV8hjjM/s640/DSCF5223.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I FOUND QUITE A FEW GOOD SHOTS AFT I GOT THE CAMERA BACK :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-szI3kwOGodk/Txw9qous0QI/AAAAAAAAD6o/2nxq044xpeo/s640/DSCF5238.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CHO KAWAII ^^ ALL OTHERS ON FACEBOOK; ANOTHER ALBUM BY NIGEL:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xjpfMhR68eY/Txw9xkQsetI/AAAAAAAAD6w/DcgJV4bvrwc/s640/DSCF5240.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THIS ONE SO FAB! I LOVE THE BANDANA OMG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT SHALL SUM UP COUNTDOWN 2012!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’M MUCH AWAKE NOW HEHE, IT’S MANCHESTER UTD VERSUS ARSENAL RIGHT NOW;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just being really lame by asking Henry if it’s my CHEST versus my ARSE, which will win HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dion said my chest and arse no win no lose cos it’s currently a draw HAHAHA OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright toodles folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6022050512612027006?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6022050512612027006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6022050512612027006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6022050512612027006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012!!'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QJSqAO9KuVc/TxwzN2IdxKI/AAAAAAAAD5o/rZZgZm0QESA/s72-c/DSCF5184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1214381755400166552</id><published>2012-01-17T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:44:43.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Elevator buttons and morning air&lt;br /&gt;Strangers’ silence makes me wanna take the stairs&lt;br /&gt;If you were here, we’d laugh about their vacant stares&lt;br /&gt;But right now, my time is theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like there’s always someone who disapproves&lt;br /&gt;They’ll judge it like they know about me and you&lt;br /&gt;And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;The jury’s out, but my choice is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don’t you worry your pretty little mind&lt;br /&gt;People throw rocks at things that shine&lt;br /&gt;And life makes love look hard&lt;br /&gt;The stakes are high, the water’s rough, but this love is ours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what people have up their sleeves&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me&lt;br /&gt;Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care 'cause right now you’re mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it’s not theirs to speculate if it’s wrong, and&lt;br /&gt;Your hands are tough but they are where mine belong in&lt;br /&gt;I’ll fight their doubt and give you faith with this for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love the gap between your teeth&lt;br /&gt;And I love the riddles that you speak&lt;br /&gt;And any snide remarks about your tattoos will be ignored&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5596887088955807662</id><published>2012-01-01T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:51:32.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s PARTAYE'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvnI9CrYgA/TwCOtS-SuhI/AAAAAAAAD30/kKH2MXeveYM/s640/399893_10150460683666359_725211358_8908466_1988562953_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FOOD!!!! HAHA :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rJm43Tc1dt8/TwCOsvrgT-I/AAAAAAAAD3s/Fxgz800BOn8/s640/408210_10150460683786359_725211358_8908468_958970415_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was so much food omg!!! No freaking idea what’s what though!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuIKI_Z7bWM/TwCOrv_5WoI/AAAAAAAAD3k/CdjQGdrgSwA/s640/400632_10150460683921359_725211358_8908471_315465077_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And drinks!!!! :) Yep party was great~:D only a few got drunk and not much trouble HAHA:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QGiLQJpLoa0/TwCOqdLEQDI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/_Rh_3UIQEgo/s640/388524_10150460684666359_725211358_8908483_1503215980_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We played a super fun card game introduced by Cheryl!!! Damn funny when ‘lah’ was banned and Eddie was just horrible at it hehe:D and when English was banned Vicky and Mat were like W T F...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21L5ayNsYaw/TwCOpnFTo4I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/LuGEcePcThE/s640/400937_10150460686271359_725211358_8908504_259266593_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Countdown to Christmas~!!!! ^^ I forgot what everyone was looking at but it was really epic cos someone kept giving the wrong time and it got a little confusing HAHA yep don’t underestimate the power of something trivial in evolving to extreme complication!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ON-9zrdHUt8/TwCOaI4FNVI/AAAAAAAAD1M/mSRzrzkdQMs/s640/388399_10150489750308464_574508463_8664202_256281967_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And then we had gift exchange!! V v coincidentally, me Jx and XL bought near-identical items! Me and Xinlin totally bought the &lt;b&gt;exact&lt;/b&gt; same one ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cldPj5-3RRk/TwCOon69gYI/AAAAAAAAD3M/d1FQZAjq2pc/s640/385116_10150460686776359_725211358_8908509_1879578380_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I got a mug from Sujie wheeeee from Starbucks!!!! HAHA not supposed to find out who gave you what but everyone was asking!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfj8X6Zw3LQ/TwCVLh9FpHI/AAAAAAAAD4A/zU3JyD6sJFU/s640/404684_10150460687021359_725211358_8908514_12477697_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I totally forgot about the horse that D had told me he was gonna bring until I saw it HAHA so pretty right!!!! S HI NY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y7p8ncPkLdk/TwCOmjjLEnI/AAAAAAAAD24/WrUU5dZJpk4/s640/405289_10150460686911359_725211358_8908511_114923330_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZVm64f1oFo/TwCOlh2HdkI/AAAAAAAAD2w/f6yMxnCyBhQ/s640/402467_10150460687171359_725211358_8908516_74677023_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;TCC got XL’s ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYL9zHIWIZQ/TwCOk8hy_dI/AAAAAAAAD2s/LH0nnWtQ3Lw/s640/396011_10150460688636359_725211358_8908535_2105830325_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;while Vicky got mine!!! I mean I was hoping a girl would get it cos it’s kinda sorta girly but oh well it’s still awesome! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8SB6XD6ri8/TwCOjsrvW4I/AAAAAAAAD2k/BAunnBFiVqs/s640/404732_10150460688761359_725211358_8908536_2271546_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJEzpS9aUVs/TwCOYnw340I/AAAAAAAAD08/RgXXruXMWpM/s640/381466_10150489758068464_574508463_8664279_189950843_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas tree so pretty omg!! Actually I just love everything about Christmas hehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-urZHGvtZJKU/TwCOZa319sI/AAAAAAAAD1A/-3IXNZ5_J2A/s640/395204_10150489751863464_574508463_8664223_1794434682_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Iv-fEGXFmo/TwCOgaEQhCI/AAAAAAAAD2I/CBNO5UFkqaI/s640/374249_10150460691626359_725211358_8908572_868108882_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The girls :D ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dze6fEGpGi4/TwCOfVoSfuI/AAAAAAAAD2E/wPuYkURAhHQ/s640/408423_10150460691886359_725211358_8908574_1978131533_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;EVERYONE SO HIGH (if not, literally^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RC3E2rCUpI8/TwCOds-3EOI/AAAAAAAAD1w/WgFtGM9rfMg/s640/395167_10150460704711359_725211358_8908677_292814637_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the dance floor~:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n3GyBw9FRqw/TwCOa8Z2v6I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/qCOQQuiq4-A/s640/388215_10150460705586359_725211358_8908695_1862670073_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Too high till fell asleep WAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nR48Ni6T64M/TwCObY6nN3I/AAAAAAAAD1c/V9FGTVz9Dx0/s640/393254_10150460705461359_725211358_8908692_715771534_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cgCRSqpojmo/TwCOdCqCluI/AAAAAAAAD1o/QQAJpuwC-G8/s640/398479_10150460705361359_725211358_8908690_1964392467_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gone case who got bounced out repeatedly HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDGB995WbCM/TwCOcT8Tq6I/AAAAAAAAD1g/AogFUweOeI8/s640/401229_10150460705391359_725211358_8908691_1821284867_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sitting there slackingggg ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JyE9KgZVbT0/TwCOhE_S9hI/AAAAAAAAD2M/e3k3VViAUHo/s640/382885_10150460691226359_725211358_8908568_688951631_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohhh funny story about this shot - It was supposed to be all poly students but I’d just walked outta the toilet (right behind V) and totally blurly joined in HAHA^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FnghxKrTVk4/TwCOhzQrrxI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/za3-98Zsyow/s640/378145_10150460688971359_725211358_8908539_2019570545_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;MERRY X’MAS ALL XOX &lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5596887088955807662?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5596887088955807662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5596887088955807662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5596887088955807662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas~!'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvnI9CrYgA/TwCOtS-SuhI/AAAAAAAAD30/kKH2MXeveYM/s72-c/399893_10150460683666359_725211358_8908466_1988562953_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-9151987705646550473</id><published>2011-12-29T21:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:20:40.330+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universal Studios Singapore'/><title type='text'>TO USS, WITH LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: -.6em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzBoiTtpov0/TvcnJBPuI4I/AAAAAAAADz0/DrtANoUmdak/s640/uss4.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an amazing place to be at. Every time you’re there, it’s like a whole new world. You walk down the streets, it doesn’t even remotely resemble Singapore. And that’s why I love it. I don’t love Singapore. Specifically, the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FGPyyf1nmhY/TvcnJ7lGwXI/AAAAAAAADz4/jBMuKB-Ki5I/s640/uss5.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Junlin, savior of the day, who managed to get express passes for us all :D and we were able to take all the rides worth taking, all in a day!!! Many times!! And that included Battlestar Galactica and the new Transformers ride!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I visited USS, BSG wasn’t operating, so that sucked, cos BSG is DA BOMB!! Oh yea... the last time I visited USS was exactly a year and four days ago, which doesn’t bring up anything meaningful, so yeah moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-17mqXXDmT-w/TvxnBZ4cu2I/AAAAAAAAD0w/ERXQFrKdxxg/s640/378413_10150424383020869_600035868_8707182_443549650_n.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Omg Bumble Bee!!!! I love him!! Swear I do! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hYXyHueTg_Q/TvcnHwJF5eI/AAAAAAAADzs/daeDkakhPjo/s640/uss3.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This performance at WaterWorld (which I also missed last year!!) was truly awesome! I wasn’t sitting at the soak zone but somehow I still got wet cos these guys, yes THESE guys above, went to play with those things hahahhhaha :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the performance was great!!! One of the guys tumbled a bit before the show too :D yaye tumbling ftw!! (this is a horribly-narrated recount of the USS experience, but you only have Clint to blame for not uploading the photos, and &lt;b&gt;still &lt;/b&gt;not uploading it now... ok and me, me and my lack of enthusiasm but I alr did a really &lt;a href="http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/search/label/Universal%20Studios%20Singapore" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;elaborate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; post last year!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGbfPSdY3eY/TvcnKi-sYxI/AAAAAAAAD0E/yuSjEwgKVAw/s640/uss6.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had dinner at some pizza place inside; can’t remember the place but they serve awwwfully good pizza you just gotta try it!!!! It’s the place with transparent and green doors ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HJqzML5dW80/TvcnNA7ZU5I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/kiLiCWsPtGs/s640/uss8.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After dinner we continued with more rides!!! In the rain!! Omg I forgot to mention, roller coaster rides totally feel 100x better when there is light rain! :D You end up all wet, though. Worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf5uC2ZuYtA/TvcnGpI8V1I/AAAAAAAADzg/EQimmVtfCI4/s640/uss2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a really funny photo some of you may have seen it on twitter before!! Deva was copying me in the background can you see!?!?! :D HAHAHA and Mat was taking from the back with the DSLR :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plSWvTyGEQk/Tvxm_jpvYdI/AAAAAAAAD0o/bKKUJU7Kwgc/s640/392214_10150424398690869_600035868_8707223_835532300_n.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh yes beautiful Christmas tree! Did I say how much I love Christmas? :D I’m loving all the gifts that my loved ones have showered me with~~~ especially my personal Santa who came all the way to secretly leave his prez for me at my doorstep. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPY5_RPqzQs/TvcnN88GSUI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/_VVN1Dlr4To/s640/uss9.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And finally, us on the steps at night. :) Doesn’t this remind you of the v similar shot we took back in China a few years back!? On the steps, with some of these very people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaand that’s a wrap!!! XXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-9151987705646550473?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/9151987705646550473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-uss-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/9151987705646550473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/9151987705646550473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-uss-with-love.html' title='TO USS, WITH LOVE'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IzBoiTtpov0/TvcnJBPuI4I/AAAAAAAADz0/DrtANoUmdak/s72-c/uss4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3412469543177179731</id><published>2011-12-22T06:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T01:59:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I come across webpages with music, I close them with immediacy. TRUESTORY.</title><content type='html'>I knew I was gonna regret it the moment he approached me with a smile. I KNEW IT. C’mon, all this bullcrap ain’t even comparable to Samantha Thavasa. Still, I bought it. Like, goddammit (this is a word???) because he was sorta charming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s ok, since I’ve always firmly believed in two things that just cannot be short of good quality: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SHOES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;BAGS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Clothes can be shitty, really. Tbh I’m fine with it falling off of me, but my shoes and bags &lt;i&gt;can’t&lt;/i&gt; fall apart. Like how in the world can you walk down orchard road w/o shoes coz “they freaking fell apart”?? LOL. I mean I would really laugh out loud if my best friend’s heels broke... But my best friend doesn’t wear heels coz he’s a guy, so I’m deprived of that joy.&lt;br /&gt;(self-consolation for buying that bag I’d never use ~.~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought Santarina hats for the party!! :D And later I’m going to Bugis :D finally no more Orchard! And I really need a good phone cover coz I misplaced two of my new ones while Sis has openly stolen my Disney one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent two hours in a watch shop. I really really loved the Gshock on the salesgirls but they said it ain’t this season’s.. And though Taisheng was initially against leather watches he totally &lt;b&gt;fell&lt;/b&gt; for the one I fell in love with. ^^ over the average Gshock I randomly reluctantly picked out HEHE coz he’d said Gshock Titiny or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still waiting for the USS photos :( Totally should have used my mem card for the dslr coz usually guys take an average of &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt; to upload a few photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 6:17am and I think I should return to bed!! Even though I’ve hibernated for about 23 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G’night babies :] XO XO&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/3276632700708658988-3412469543177179731?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3412469543177179731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-come-across-webpages-with-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3412469543177179731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3412469543177179731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-come-across-webpages-with-music.html' title='When I come across webpages with music, I close them with immediacy. TRUESTORY.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7164789629660627627</id><published>2011-12-19T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:18:30.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K0-ucWKiTps?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7164789629660627627?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7164789629660627627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7164789629660627627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7164789629660627627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K0-ucWKiTps/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-8665907846539183207</id><published>2011-12-19T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T14:26:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what you get for attaching feelings to these cute little creatures with short life expectancies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they leave right before your very eyes; you see the single tear flowing out in slow motion, really slow, stopping halfway down their flawless faces, the exact moment their tiny little hearts cease to beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You open your mouth but nothing comes out, you close your eyes but no words come to mind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit by it for a little longer, and suddenly you realise, that little thing doesn't belong to you. Laying in bed, crippled by age, an old woman - the true owner - breathes gently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is indeed hard a news to break. You silently walk to her room, but pause right outside. Taking a deep breath, you let it all out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is in shock. You stand there, helpless. She gives a quiet nod. Then she turns her head away, heavily. It is a heartbreaking scene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-8665907846539183207?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/8665907846539183207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-what-you-get-for-attaching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8665907846539183207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8665907846539183207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-what-you-get-for-attaching.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-8414556802703762272</id><published>2011-12-14T16:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T20:16:54.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections 101'/><title type='text'>If you really wanted to walk backwards, it’s not like anyone can stop you.</title><content type='html'>I mean, we all agreed it’s ridiculous to ask someone to love - keep loving you &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt;, while you’re elsewhere having passionate relationships involving anyone but her.&amp;nbsp;The moment you walk away, you walk away for good. AS GOOD AS DEATH. Maybe I’m heartless, but I didn’t do anything to deserve that shit you initially dealt me with.&amp;nbsp;I definitely didn’t deserve hatred from an absolute stranger, one who could potentially have been my future BFF. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;As painful as this may be, this is a death you have to face, a grave you dug for yourself. I'm sad to see you go, I truly am, (I really loved you..) but it’s better this way.&lt;br /&gt;He is all that I asked for. I wanted someone less than emotional; I got what I wished for. He doesn’t do cuddles, he’s not into discussing my feelings. He rejects all negativity, to him, life is all about having fun. Understanding is not his forte, exclusivity is out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;Is that not everything I’ve wanted?&lt;br /&gt;I understand that we’re just programmed to want what we can’t have, but I’m not going to fall for that, no. I understand that this is &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; that I once so fervently prayed for.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not allowed to ask for more. I’m not going to. Of course, it’d be nice to have someone checking on your feelings once in a while, but I fear I wouldn’t be able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;So I’m thankful. Always. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xxx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-8414556802703762272?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/8414556802703762272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-you-really-wanted-to-walk-backwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8414556802703762272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8414556802703762272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-you-really-wanted-to-walk-backwards.html' title='If you really wanted to walk backwards, it’s not like anyone can stop you.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3602152903237897407</id><published>2011-12-10T09:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:36:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her heart said to never let go. Her heart was wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It’s like, she was holding onto a car door - a locked car door - that wouldn’t open for her. Suddenly the car started moving. She yanked at the door. It was locked, still. She started screaming, yelling at it to stop. The car picked up pace. She began running.... running... Faster it goes. Running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been months. Even nearly a year now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly girl, she should just let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you can't revive the dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3602152903237897407?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3602152903237897407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/her-heart-said-to-never-let-go-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3602152903237897407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3602152903237897407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/her-heart-said-to-never-let-go-her.html' title='Her heart said to never let go. Her heart was wrong.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-244541885291958355</id><published>2011-12-03T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:19:48.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls.</title><content type='html'>Do you understand them? Girls. No? Neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, they come up with feminist theories of how it is only right that guys shower them with gifts and flowers and free meals followed by sending them home...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they turn around and bite the hand that feeds them; &amp;nbsp;“How come us females don't get the rights like males do?? Why is a guy &lt;b&gt;cool&lt;/b&gt; when he beds many, yet a girl&lt;b&gt; slutty&lt;/b&gt; when she beds just as many?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right...... So why isn't it appropriate for you to send him home, to open his car door, to indulge him with gifts?? Equality, was it not what you wanted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I want a rich guy to marry. He will pay for all my needs, he will provide me with a house, he shall be my prince charming, like in fairytales.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We will not fight, I will not tolerate the idea of him holding monopoly power in the household,&amp;nbsp;he shall respect my decisions. We shall have happily ever afters, like in fairytales.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Despite the inherent selfishness in everyone's nature, he shall place my welfare above that of his, protect me in all situations, love me with every word I speak. We shall be the It couple.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you say so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whore.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xxx&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-244541885291958355?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/244541885291958355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/244541885291958355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/244541885291958355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/12/girls.html' title='Girls.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4861996552859482865</id><published>2011-11-29T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:20:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys! How's your weekend been? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine has been shitty, thank you for asking! I had this horrid nightmare about breaking my right arm right before my final paper and even though I didn't break it I did slip and fall flat, breaking the fall with my right arm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes it hurts, no thank you, I can't lift my arm any higher than my neck, but I could still write, so thank my lucky star. ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow it's all my fault I had to play catching with my little bro, and the marble floor just HAD to be freshly polished.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie with Sam tomorrow, and it's gonna be SO awkward cos Alena told me the class is watching the exact same movie at the same place and at the same time as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time I checked the seating, yep they're likely to be sitting next to us, if anything else ain't already awkward enough.... BUT IT'S OKAY cos I've always believed in "the more the merrier" lawl I just hope I won't tear during the movie that would be just about the worst that could happen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, toodles! I have a life-changing decision to make :) &lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4861996552859482865?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4861996552859482865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-guys-hows-your-weekend-been-d-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4861996552859482865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4861996552859482865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/hey-guys-hows-your-weekend-been-d-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3676113719848146943</id><published>2011-11-26T17:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:20:22.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Does anyone need Jesus?"</title><content type='html'>I thought I heard the examiner ask, if anyone needed &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... He had meant scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, someone got directed here while googling "&lt;b&gt;VJC GAY&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm assuming it's a gay in vjc who's, yknow, seeking to expand his options. Sorry to disappoint you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Update:&lt;/b&gt; Please don't laugh at me if I walk funny! Please! There's this excruciating muscle ache somewhere below my hipbones, I don't think you should ever do bicycles for two whole Kutless unless you're not me! Omg. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3676113719848146943?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3676113719848146943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-thought-i-heard-presiding-examiner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3676113719848146943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3676113719848146943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-thought-i-heard-presiding-examiner.html' title='&quot;Does anyone need Jesus?&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7562175017779292457</id><published>2011-11-23T03:25:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:20:45.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4al2KD9hsg/Tsv1neId_AI/AAAAAAAADy4/Y9JauFBr_Sw/s400/photo-5.PNG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remind me to keel myselfFF HAHAHHA LIFE IS EROTIC TORTURE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;/oh manz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I forgot to say, I overestimated the strength of my teeth so now I have a chipped tooth hahahha Ikr ridiculous much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's true. Hope I can use this as an excuse to get porce teeth caps. :D and maybe braces teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7562175017779292457?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7562175017779292457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/remind-me-to-keel-myselfff-hahahha-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7562175017779292457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7562175017779292457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/remind-me-to-keel-myselfff-hahahha-life.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4al2KD9hsg/Tsv1neId_AI/AAAAAAAADy4/Y9JauFBr_Sw/s72-c/photo-5.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7742001700717740154</id><published>2011-11-18T14:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:48:21.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never recommended a Chinese song before. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="335" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1CcQDuuhdXA?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/1CcQDuuhdXA" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;還是要幸福&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I hope that when you find someone new, that she will always be true to you..to love and understand you. Soon, you'll build new memories..then slowly you'd forget about me, then I would slowly be a distant memory. Soon I'll just be the someone you used to know..but darling you will thank me for letting you go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;-Zee Avi&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/3276632700708658988-7742001700717740154?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7742001700717740154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hope-that-when-you-find-someone-new_18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7742001700717740154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7742001700717740154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hope-that-when-you-find-someone-new_18.html' title='I&apos;ve never recommended a Chinese song before. Ever.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1CcQDuuhdXA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2729672885894195438</id><published>2011-11-16T13:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:21:13.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I..</title><content type='html'>How do I put this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're both my friends. One no less important than the other, despite both claiming otherwise (in favor of themselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, this was all you could come up with. Py, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I made a lot of promises. Enough for me to lose track of some - which aren't many. I won't forget; I marked my &lt;b&gt;calendar&lt;/b&gt;. I just don't know if I should check it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3G74SWgv7gM/TsNGHcQ50LI/AAAAAAAADyo/ccGJFLrLMt4/s640/photo-12.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining. It's just &lt;b&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt;. I'm exclaiming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About that photo, funny story, someone told me to post more photos of myself on fb (you know how ns guys are), then someone &lt;b&gt;else&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;told me to post on my blog, but I guess it really doesn't matter since it's like frickin 4G army and they have iPads......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xxx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2729672885894195438?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2729672885894195438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-do-i-put-this-youre-both-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5887228429150352839</id><published>2011-11-15T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:40:24.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry©'/><title type='text'>I Belong With You Pt 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;NPY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sorrythistooksolong ~.~ I misplaced it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really belong together&lt;br /&gt;Have you put in all your heart&lt;br /&gt;If that is what you truly want,&lt;br /&gt;I'd never wanna be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argue all the time,&lt;br /&gt;We share tears of sorts&lt;br /&gt;Though we always make up, &lt;br /&gt;the guarantee mightn't last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are troubling times, but&lt;br /&gt;I know we can make it through&lt;br /&gt;All this pain you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;If only you really knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want me and I want you,&lt;br /&gt;so why must we both be fools?&lt;br /&gt;All this acting feels so wrong,&lt;br /&gt;pretentiousness has such a hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I want to confide,&lt;br /&gt;tears are bubbling up inside.&lt;br /&gt;If you'd look right in my heart, &lt;br /&gt;it's just you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with you is all I want&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you do think so too.&lt;br /&gt;We need to continue this, love&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but feel this blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5887228429150352839?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5887228429150352839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-belong-with-you-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5887228429150352839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5887228429150352839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-belong-with-you-pt-2.html' title='I Belong With You Pt 2'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1792794671969350109</id><published>2011-11-14T03:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:19:18.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a cuckoo bird, minus the diurnal part.</title><content type='html'>I PUMPED HAND SOAP ON MY TOOTH BRUSH,&lt;br /&gt;N SHAMPOOED MY BODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz feel free to laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xxx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1792794671969350109?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1792794671969350109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-cuckoo-bird-minus-diurnal-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1792794671969350109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1792794671969350109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-cuckoo-bird-minus-diurnal-part.html' title='I&apos;m a cuckoo bird, minus the diurnal part.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4399164698498235720</id><published>2011-11-13T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:17:40.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, the truth hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KUiHeraf4A/Tr6q6LWiXOI/AAAAAAAADyU/chnfS3X-Oes/s320/photo-3.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My latest novelty :D Big thank you to my holy santa! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is interesting to talk to people who take sociology in uni. Just the content of the conversation itself is something so intriguing, so full of suspense, a little bizarre but all in all, really worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) It seems as if my behavior of not locking my room door only when I'm alone inside is unusual, socially unacceptable and almost hard to stomach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Getting possessed is an excuse I've been dishing out a lot lately, to explain unexplainable situations I get myself into, like making a beeline for Everything Politics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) One great gossip I've heard recently: Bryan got himself a girlfriend! And this time, the hoo-ha actually made it to Facebook. Finally? Some speculation about the mystery girl, but usually, fb relationships without specification of who is with who, imo, are imaginary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) How many wishes had been received and not (yet) acted upon, on the great day 11/11/11, at 11:11am? How many guys had proposed -coughs-, and how many girls had said "I do"?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Maybe I've been too internally marred to make this judgement, but aren't guys who don't ask for sex on the first date, on &lt;i&gt;any&lt;/i&gt; date, in fact, just soooo diabetic-ally sweet? ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) A little advice - Don't ask me for advice making advances on girls, because a) if I like you, I will give you the worst ideas ever (which I don't, for I alr am in love~), and b) if I like that girl, I will &lt;i&gt;also &lt;/i&gt;give you the worst ideas ever (which I don't, for I am on my way back to Straight Town~).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't be hesitant, I &lt;i&gt;did not&lt;/i&gt; just play with your mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) I have no idea what 1st base, 2nd base 3rd base, all through to home run mean... Every aspect; the game itself and THE game itself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Finally, guys, I need help!!! with guitar stringing. Please recommend me the type of string (if that's what it's called) and where I should get it done. I got a guitar that needs stringing, and I just&lt;i&gt; badly&lt;/i&gt; want my first time to be perfect.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you. Please remember to click on the ads in the right sidebar! Love.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4399164698498235720?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4399164698498235720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-truth-hurts_7169.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4399164698498235720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4399164698498235720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-truth-hurts_7169.html' title='Baby, the truth hurts.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KUiHeraf4A/Tr6q6LWiXOI/AAAAAAAADyU/chnfS3X-Oes/s72-c/photo-3.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6391429423682887</id><published>2011-11-11T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:37:04.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMdECyScQdY/TrzAUAfHumI/AAAAAAAADyM/iLDSHYZCak0/s640/photo-10.JPG" width="473" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;He steals my drinks. My foolscap, my lit books. All the time. My extra bed, my hoodies. My key. But best of all, he likes stealing my heart. All the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"Hater. :3" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6391429423682887?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6391429423682887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-steals-my-drinks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6391429423682887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6391429423682887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-steals-my-drinks.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMdECyScQdY/TrzAUAfHumI/AAAAAAAADyM/iLDSHYZCak0/s72-c/photo-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5987796641007303040</id><published>2011-11-10T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T17:17:52.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I POSTPONE MY 11/11/11 11:11 PLANS &lt;br&gt;GOD PLEASE TELL ME IT&amp;#39;LL STILL BE RELEVANT.     XOXO &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.s. Blogger must hate processing my emails......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5987796641007303040?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5987796641007303040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-postpone-my-111111-1111-plans-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5987796641007303040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5987796641007303040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-postpone-my-111111-1111-plans-god.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4738211401948435728</id><published>2011-11-09T06:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T16:21:59.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once you've tasted caviar, how could you possibly settle for a catfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4738211401948435728?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4738211401948435728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-guess-me-retaking-just-goes-to-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4738211401948435728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4738211401948435728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-guess-me-retaking-just-goes-to-show.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4632954272540645921</id><published>2011-11-08T22:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T14:46:07.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched the news and this cute Taiwan cheerleader fell to her death cos her btoss bases didn't catch her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely saddening. She's so cute and her bf must be so depressed he might just quit cheer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, those bases will live in guilt, forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But vjc staff must be rejoicing now, cos they think they'd made the right decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, we can't blame them cos they don't know that we train on mats. Or what mats are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know a trust fall isn't the same as a regular fall. They think, a fall is a fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what they think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://goo.gl/c5b7i" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;http://goo.gl/c5b7i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4632954272540645921?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4632954272540645921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-watched-news-and-this-cute-taiwan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4632954272540645921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4632954272540645921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-watched-news-and-this-cute-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6509151806361132107</id><published>2011-11-06T06:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T12:44:43.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="437" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hIeztBrcBI4?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't define it, it does not exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6509151806361132107?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6509151806361132107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6509151806361132107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6509151806361132107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Define addiction.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hIeztBrcBI4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3809470201729916272</id><published>2011-11-05T10:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T19:06:59.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camwhore No-nos'/><title type='text'>Just my two cents.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Off the top of my head, a list of no-nos camwhores should never try. Especially applicable to guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Top down&lt;/b&gt;. Traditionally known to enlarge your eyes, slim your face plus any captured parts of your body. Unfortunately, the world has outgrown that phase, more commonly coined the ahlian pose. Anyhow, even if you look slim we all know it ain't true. So, please, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;b&gt; Tight-lipped smile&lt;/b&gt;. Lips looking like it would take more than a plier to pry open. Perceived by the&amp;nbsp;deluded&amp;nbsp;to portray oneself as forms of innocent, pure and the like (when paired with docile eyes). In actuality, it is viewed as the poorest execution of what was initially meant to display happiness, pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Consecutive puckered shots.&lt;/b&gt; Contrary to popular belief, puckered lips do not represent sexiness nor&amp;nbsp;femininity. If you look like a man, you look like a man. However, pouty lips do serve in showing off fillers and/or great lip colors. In order to achieve that, one has to tactically pout for one and only one (ok, or two) shot(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Unskilled wink&lt;/b&gt;. Despite how magically sexy girl winks can go, those who a) lack the ability to wink without looking spastic, or b) have incredibly tiny eyes just can't pull off no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRB.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3809470201729916272?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3809470201729916272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-my-two-cents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3809470201729916272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3809470201729916272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-my-two-cents.html' title='Just my two cents.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6285200360253939743</id><published>2011-11-04T03:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:41:51.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Loa7ic8uqkU/TrLxLCGNmKI/AAAAAAAADyE/Oy-yJBOpUWU/s640/xoxox.jpg" width="466" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry my love I know you don't like me to camwhore but I can't help it it's me!!! And I tried my best I put three shots into one so it's really just &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; shot :-( Really. WIN HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6285200360253939743?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6285200360253939743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-my-love-i-know-you-dont-like-me_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6285200360253939743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6285200360253939743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/sorry-my-love-i-know-you-dont-like-me_04.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Loa7ic8uqkU/TrLxLCGNmKI/AAAAAAAADyE/Oy-yJBOpUWU/s72-c/xoxox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4775436369078194315</id><published>2011-11-01T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:50:35.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;COULDN'T BRING MYSELF TO DO IT HAHAHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME PY I LOVE YOU WHEEEEEE CAN'T WAIT XOXO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4775436369078194315?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4775436369078194315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/couldnt-bring-myself-to-do-it-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4775436369078194315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4775436369078194315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/11/couldnt-bring-myself-to-do-it-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1536610990838881868</id><published>2011-10-23T23:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:38:07.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's your point of doing all this now. I walked away once, twice, again and again. Besides, you already chose. I dunno. I wish you could tell I'm so vulnerable now. One poke, and I fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I don't wanna fall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1536610990838881868?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1536610990838881868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-your-point-of-doing-all-this-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1536610990838881868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1536610990838881868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-your-point-of-doing-all-this-now.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6064927129327903841</id><published>2011-10-22T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T17:09:00.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just got served. Piping hot desserts on a sizzling platter. How you gonna handle that?</title><content type='html'>I don't even know why I care that you're suffering when this was the exact shit you once made me undergo. THIS IS KARMA, IN YOUR FACE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your face, bitch!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope youre happy now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6064927129327903841?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6064927129327903841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-just-got-served-hot-desserts-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6064927129327903841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6064927129327903841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-just-got-served-hot-desserts-on.html' title='You just got served. Piping hot desserts on a sizzling platter. How you gonna handle that?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6551496245005024471</id><published>2011-10-11T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:26:03.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great. So now I look like everyone's girlfriends.</title><content type='html'>OR, it's all the same person. I'm the playgirl and you're all my toys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6551496245005024471?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6551496245005024471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-so-i-look-like-everyones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6551496245005024471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6551496245005024471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/great-so-i-look-like-everyones.html' title='Great. So now I look like everyone&apos;s girlfriends.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1274296002461073351</id><published>2011-10-10T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:22:18.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tales of life'/><title type='text'>Pervert!!!!! FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;(No picx I'm in a hurry... Quick update on my life!!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting up at 6 everyday woohooo ^^ But not only do I apparently look very refreshed, people can claim I wear makeup ^^ what a compliment right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I tried out this new product my beautician forced me to buy (actually she only persuaded but I'm very goondu sometimes) and it's horrible horrible I now have horrible patchy skin :( the worst thing is that I wasted my money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with Wil cos he's leaving for NZ soon, and he is how cute?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;First,&lt;/i&gt; he disapproved of me wearing that little mango dress cos (he didn't say but I think) it's too revealing and thought I shouldn't wear it even with a crop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, he advised me to wear my fur trench coat as a dress, zipped up ALL the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's winter wear and totally ridiculous but also totally conservative omg how cute is my brother!? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I continue, you should hear my traumatizing experience with this pervert/stalker!!! So I boarded the escalator at city link and I felt like someone from behind leaning his/her entire body on mine, and the hand was at my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought said person had like low blood pressure or wtv and accidentally swayed too far front. But it happened AGAIN!! and this time the body was in contact with mine for like a whole five secs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off and grabbed Wil's hand, strode past many people in front, then my extremely sensitive ^^ bro pulled me to the stairs instead of the next escalator. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have a shitty knee...... and I can't climb stairs a lot, so I told him then he decided he would just stand behind me on escalators. Diabetic sweetness~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCH ME NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some middle aged chinese man in brown, I later saw, brushed past me and his hand like brushed off my body the way you disturb a friend from behind. I brushed it off cos I thought it was accidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the very SAME man did the very same thing, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately turned 180 degrees around, ran a little distance, then turned back to look. SURE ENOUGH, he had turned around and was walking towards me again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I incredulously gave him a death stare then he quickly turned to walk in the opposite direction away from me, but kept turning around to check if I was still staring. I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bro, should I stab him if he does it again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be mean. Just the stomach will do. And don't leave me out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHO KAWAII IS MY BRO ^^ and I was planning on robbing his manhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't see him again after that and thank goodness (for him) if not our day would have been ruined!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so my bro is very protective, quite a good thing, he's also super nice, good thing, he's kind of &lt;i&gt;very &lt;/i&gt;fashion conscious (oops), good thing, so the only thing that leaves me worried is that he'd either turn gay or get bullied by his future girlfriends!! Which I would never condone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm encouraging him to watch a lot of western shows where relationships are casual, the guys are amazingly cool with breakups and also awesome heartbreakers ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a brilliant sis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, last thing!! I was at Levi's and even though I know my size the lady kept insisting I try two sizes smaller and I also kept insisting I didn't wanna waste time but in the end she still won (inner goondu, remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...... omg she was right!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she kept laughing when I totally tiptoed to get the measurements for alterations :( I wear my heels right!! :( Hehehe omg okay goodbye!!! &amp;nbsp;Please remember to click on the ads in the right sidebar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xxx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1274296002461073351?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1274296002461073351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/pervert-fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1274296002461073351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1274296002461073351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/pervert-fml.html' title='Pervert!!!!! FML'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1099793468080989711</id><published>2011-10-03T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:42:57.456+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VJ Knights'/><title type='text'>Once a Knight, Always a Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="566" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56rsN5raWik/TolQH01xOSI/AAAAAAAADvU/21NH-WhXpe0/s640/DSCF5162.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Knights Farewell on a TGIF evening, where I had my very first polaroids taken ^^ nonetheless with my favorite cheerleaders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Two poms and cheer mats are now cutely sitting at my house, how exciting!!!! I don't have to use my yoga mat now hehehe cos it's from a v special person and I wanna keep it in tiptop condition ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9EpY46ZwFxg/TolNbGYFF3I/AAAAAAAADvA/UVnHoWGT2yo/s640/IMG_4998_1.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW_0-8pqwQg/TolNrtQi5NI/AAAAAAAADvE/r8iwO28PLd0/s640/IMG_5007.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Multi shots in the MR room with MJ :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life he has only spoken to me (seriously) twice but that night I just couldn't help smiling at him the whole time he was talking until he finally gave up being serious :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tiSV3lXLg38/TolTWuRDoiI/AAAAAAAADvY/9ZOMJd4LPj0/s640/IMG_5017.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Watching dedication videos compiled by Captain Perle :) all the fond memories... &amp;nbsp;I didn't really pay attention (you can so totally tell from this photo) but when I did those cute parts really made me laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saba is a joy to watch, pure entertainment! The gym trainings.. Nic was absolutely cute cos he was so blur :D And a lot more but I can't remember!! Waiting for Perle to upload them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5n8VbW8S4g/TolVLOp8cAI/AAAAAAAADvc/upA_Uzypq_I/s640/IMG_5122.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hTNzyPrJ1U/TolW2bOGM6I/AAAAAAAADvg/5ykATKRMWSw/s640/IMG_5184_1_1.JPG" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sent KC off, he's studying in the uk!! :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a joy to hear someone calling me Momo again, and soo happy his text read he'd &lt;i&gt;definitely&lt;/i&gt; not forget me hehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright toodles! xox Remember to click on the ads in the right sidebar : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1099793468080989711?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1099793468080989711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/once-knight-always-knight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1099793468080989711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1099793468080989711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/once-knight-always-knight.html' title='Once a Knight, Always a Knight'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56rsN5raWik/TolQH01xOSI/AAAAAAAADvU/21NH-WhXpe0/s72-c/DSCF5162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7288973621840331320</id><published>2011-10-02T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:01:28.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She confesses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hi Bolong if you're reading this, gotta admit that I don't read your posts anymore cos my attention span has whittled down to a minimum.. but I'm in LOVE with the songs so I play them instead of from my iTunes :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Oh, if anyone's interested,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bolongy.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've some crazy number of back links to his blog actually, I just don't know why they ain't appearing on my page :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Toodles! xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7288973621840331320?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7288973621840331320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/she-confesses_02.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7288973621840331320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7288973621840331320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/she-confesses_02.html' title='She confesses'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4015882982014574358</id><published>2011-10-02T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T15:01:50.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.5em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD8TrjaDvbM/TolEI3tm3pI/AAAAAAAADu8/Pg_bN7WkrA8/s1600/love%252Clove%252Csea%252Cfeet%252Ccute%252Csand%252Csummer%252C%252C%252Cbeach%252Cfeet%252Cphoto-3d29f69ddd1bea16917cf6730ce1378f_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;#random #love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4015882982014574358?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4015882982014574358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/she-confesses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4015882982014574358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4015882982014574358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/she-confesses.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jD8TrjaDvbM/TolEI3tm3pI/AAAAAAAADu8/Pg_bN7WkrA8/s72-c/love%252Clove%252Csea%252Cfeet%252Ccute%252Csand%252Csummer%252C%252C%252Cbeach%252Cfeet%252Cphoto-3d29f69ddd1bea16917cf6730ce1378f_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6141926923637205763</id><published>2011-10-01T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T17:26:36.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kz2aCqSZ6xQ/ToaocvmaE7I/AAAAAAAADu4/cKcb4h5plJM/s640/faithfulhusband.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Saw quite a few reblogs of this pic, and it's really sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they always say, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Faithful guys go straight to heaven while unfaithful guys enjoy heaven on earth,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the choice is yours,&lt;/i&gt;"&amp;nbsp;and I know you won't do it for me but I'm satisfied just feeling your heart beating furiously for me... literally. x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to surround myself with positive people, those that don't nurse petty grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't make it to gym with you and I explained and apologized, must you reply like "It's okay I found other people to go with already"... "Stupid of me to have asked you", &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;MUST&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, you're pretty damn awkward. So negative people, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, you must know that despite the obvious distinction between being negative and being pessimistic, they're all really no different cos either to me spells "you suck" hence naturally succeeded by "scoot off". :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negativity, NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS, I DISABLED MY FORMSPRING! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't get people who are so interested to know what shoe/bra size am I, whether I'm a sex virgin, which base have I gone to, and with whom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should take some alone time, reflect upon yourselves... what good does it do to know such things about me?? IMO, there can only be &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; types of people who would possibly pop such questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One&lt;/b&gt;, you &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; love me and wanna buy me bras and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two&lt;/b&gt;, you're a pure, clean, ball of perv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which&lt;/i&gt; are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not like I haven't answered any of those questions! It could have been a couple months ago, I dunno! But bombardment, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosy perverts - NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye~ remember to click on the ads in the right sidebar~ I may sound totally unconvincing using odd ~s to end sentences like many people do~ but I love decent people, really~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6141926923637205763?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6141926923637205763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/saw-quite-few-reblogs-of-this-pic-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6141926923637205763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6141926923637205763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/10/saw-quite-few-reblogs-of-this-pic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kz2aCqSZ6xQ/ToaocvmaE7I/AAAAAAAADu4/cKcb4h5plJM/s72-c/faithfulhusband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-874371968354061187</id><published>2011-09-30T15:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T16:46:24.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Iguana -- A Night to Remember'/><title type='text'>A Night to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK7k7ZfODm8/ToVMAktz-UI/AAAAAAAADtU/YIoaXUclQls/s640/CQnight0_edit.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One night of juicy awesome at Cafe Iguana, with these amazing people plus a few others! (Food was sexy, will introduce later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kFT8M0ve38o/ToVOmqdM58I/AAAAAAAADtc/mQ32a3rMTVs/s640/FrozenLime_edit.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had jugs and jugs of frozen! At one point I oddly got tipsy and started blabbering pure rubbish to Adeline but it was gone as soon as it came, becos I'm just awesome ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="434" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m9uK0zofano/ToVPsJzIYOI/AAAAAAAADtg/T1gJ5jJNRa4/s640/clint_edit.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Braces boy with the most kawaii braces E V E R and it's &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;irresistible&amp;nbsp;but I think I will stick with Invisalign! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And now, the FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mat for the food names :D :D Sorry in advance for bad photo quality cos I just raped them off Facebook :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dl_5az8vzA/ToVUeEWtDfI/AAAAAAAADts/GwlWuKw9meM/s640/food+%25282%2529.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for the tortillas (clockwise) -&amp;nbsp;Guacamole, sour cream and Pico Di Gaio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fIEzmIZGFEI/ToVY1wRD1KI/AAAAAAAADt4/1KOnXiajsQk/s640/New+Picture+%25281%2529.bmp" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Prawn Diablo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - this is something you&lt;i&gt; must&lt;/i&gt; try becos it's just sooo delish! Juicy to the max and the savoury sauce is ORGASMIC. Must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-INUz2RwaOfc/ToVY750etBI/AAAAAAAADt8/F34JrAkYl_g/s640/New+Picture+%25285%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nachos n Dip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - The yellow dip DO NOT TRY cos it's really spicy and numbed my head for a bit :( (Then again, I'm spicy-intolerant :D) That's strawberry in the background! xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="620" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4tzKON3RJr4/ToVa0l0ZdpI/AAAAAAAADuA/l-iy-O4Vh9E/s640/New+Picture+%25286%2529.bmp" width="606" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chimichanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - looking totally unhealthy yet sooo tasty! :D didn't try this cos there's rice and I hate rice hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="566" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BstQh8WX-6Q/ToVb2oD9oWI/AAAAAAAADuE/-2IzqECEqQA/s640/New+Picture+%25287%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mexican Mussels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Looking so effing yums but I didn't even see this on the table I swear!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--EDj-egaNqE/ToVdkADD1EI/AAAAAAAADuM/NlgzPRa38kg/s640/food2.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Steak Fajita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - No idea what's this cos I didn't touch it HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="466" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--a5UUtZLvyI/ToVe8j-pZAI/AAAAAAAADuQ/IKGhz75JQFI/s640/New+Picture+%25289%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tequila Steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - The DISH OF THE NIGHT cos I absolutely fell in love with this ^^ there's no alcohol in it so put your finger down, and order this nao!! Steak is tender yet totally chewable, sooo succulent ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6Ru4fnXBVM/ToVfwqNm0dI/AAAAAAAADuU/-vjQYqm_ppc/s640/New+Picture+%252810%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chicken Fajita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - So steamy, so sizzlin' (I didn't try this wahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GjYtGX7aQE0/ToVg3-mhuDI/AAAAAAAADuY/Nu4gDfp2sMU/s640/New+Picture+%252811%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nachos Large&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Pizza-ish nacho "slices" with cheese and meat and cream delightfully piled on top! :D Banana on the left! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jJzbmniKU-Q/ToVhucfC_TI/AAAAAAAADuc/ryWqpMnjuOU/s640/New+Picture+%252812%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nachos w/ Baked Unknown Goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - ordered after we cleared our frozen jugs and someone was still hungry :p Strawberry n me in the background! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we had our Mars Bars, shots with rich chocolate! The video of everyone downing em's on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10150297432625869" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SP4fBp_xnb4/ToVjeTs2WEI/AAAAAAAADug/HQWx1GG86u0/s640/New+Picture+%252814%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We ran up a bill of SGD744 but thanks to Mat and Randy we had 50% off! Great deals for the win! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMESA21DDRY/ToVlMWDXmAI/AAAAAAAADuk/cPPbMJOvEuk/s640/New+Picture+%252815%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Group shot with everyone :D So much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H4VhbECP8YM/ToVmWm-bnzI/AAAAAAAADuo/CDH3tBDOhYI/s640/New+Picture+%252816%2529.bmp" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="590" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJolUJH4Huk/ToVnchiRqUI/AAAAAAAADus/DUyq_SxcZo0/s640/New+Picture+%252817%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6K6gnRZQWlw/ToVoo8wDfnI/AAAAAAAADuw/J9oZ1pEReEw/s640/New+Picture+%252818%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="556" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kMYPcaZigU/ToVotpoQ67I/AAAAAAAADu0/oU07cS42684/s640/New+Picture+%252819%2529.bmp" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And many other shots all on Facebook!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-874371968354061187?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/874371968354061187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/night-to-remember.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/874371968354061187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/874371968354061187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/night-to-remember.html' title='A Night to Remember'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WK7k7ZfODm8/ToVMAktz-UI/AAAAAAAADtU/YIoaXUclQls/s72-c/CQnight0_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6353581405403280201</id><published>2011-09-27T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T03:37:50.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_OoFRDshGQ/ToDNicnC_SI/AAAAAAAADtI/b6nm3fSovSg/s1600/openb.png" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Yes I've changed... &amp;nbsp; Pain does that to people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dP3qcT28Gkw/ToDNlk8fiVI/AAAAAAAADtM/JntBnYADH2w/s1600/closeb.png" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sorry if I can no longer be who you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if, some days you just can't bring a smile to my face, I just can't put a smile on my own face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, I just lie in bed the whole day watching rain drops slide down my window pane. Yes I've changed, pain does that to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are days when I'm okay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And for a moment&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For a moment, I find hope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But there are days when I'm not okay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I need your help&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I'm letting go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember somebody once told me, "That's &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; the story of your life, so shut up and move on," but try I really did, I never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It may not always be the same thing, what she sings of, but it's always that struggle, nothing I can solve just by the usual way of flipping a shilling, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You pray to God and don't know when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But you feel the current pull you in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And trying to keep your head above water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Has never been harder&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when it feels hopeless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're gonna get through this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... You never did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6353581405403280201?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6353581405403280201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-ive-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6353581405403280201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6353581405403280201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/yes-ive-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V_OoFRDshGQ/ToDNicnC_SI/AAAAAAAADtI/b6nm3fSovSg/s72-c/openb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1089519982887263235</id><published>2011-09-25T03:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T16:59:39.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it, say it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="385" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-4_sr65xU/Tn4scqIV94I/AAAAAAAADtE/IsMg1jGokvs/s640/Photo+on+23-9-11+at+12.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most certainly did not just die like many of you have hoped; still frolicking around in the goodness of what you coin love, though, it seems merely one-sided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got to catch A Little Bit of Heaven - as boring as the name suggests, yet somewhat intriguing.. And sad. Even if she weren't hot nor bordering on mildly adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the midst of giving my bathroom a makeover, though it's gonna be futile considering I'm sharing it with the neatest I-couldnt-care-less. Despite that, her extreme anal-retentiveness on design has been duper helpful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my facial cleanser like f i n a l l y. My beautician can stop putting me down by going "OMG that's really horrible d'you know that omg what a scary complexion you have there.." and it brings my self-esteem to an all-time low possibly going beyond zero in the wrong direction. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yaye. Now in your face!! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. my life is still a handful. :( desperately need desperate people to stop harassing me!! Yes, it's harass and anything nothing short of offensive! If I happily reply you... I just like you and I'm &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; biased. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I'm a little too indecisive and a little too friendly, for my own good. And... toodles! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1089519982887263235?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1089519982887263235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/most-certainly-did-not-just-die-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1089519982887263235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1089519982887263235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/most-certainly-did-not-just-die-like.html' title='Say it, say it.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-4_sr65xU/Tn4scqIV94I/AAAAAAAADtE/IsMg1jGokvs/s72-c/Photo+on+23-9-11+at+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5847703966143237942</id><published>2011-09-17T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:03:03.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your definition of love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Love, is friendship set on fire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/applespree?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5847703966143237942?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5847703966143237942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-your-definition-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5847703966143237942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5847703966143237942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-your-definition-of-love.html' title='What&amp;#39;s your definition of love?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3526393547581680663</id><published>2011-09-17T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T14:13:27.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello... How old is your sis? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi! A woman's age is always a secret! :pp  I'm 18+ though HAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;give you a hint, we're almost twins ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/applespree?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3526393547581680663?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3526393547581680663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-how-old-is-your-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3526393547581680663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3526393547581680663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-how-old-is-your-sis.html' title='Hello... How old is your sis? :)'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4612235042242479340</id><published>2011-09-17T02:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T03:19:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're pretty</title><content type='html'>and you're pretty awesome! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/applespree"&gt;Ask me anything! :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4612235042242479340?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4612235042242479340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/youre-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4612235042242479340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4612235042242479340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/youre-pretty.html' title='you&apos;re pretty'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3319223017686598550</id><published>2011-09-16T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:23:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can somebody sing me this too?? :(</title><content type='html'>有些时候 &amp;nbsp;一个人盯着陌生的路&lt;br /&gt;有些害怕 &amp;nbsp;却有渴望发现新事物&lt;br /&gt;生命是本书 &lt;br /&gt;有些字常被泪水模糊&lt;br /&gt;(can't catch) 却要勇气去收付&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次我爱上孤单 &amp;nbsp;而世界还原到最初&lt;br /&gt;第一次我将爱远远放出 &amp;nbsp;重画一张地图&lt;br /&gt;第一次我清清楚楚 看着心里的一棵坚强的树 (can't catch)&lt;br /&gt;第一次我。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what song is this but it's really sweet :] even though I don't understand... Sigh.. Omg sing me!!! :( :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3319223017686598550?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3319223017686598550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-somebody-sing-me-this-too.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3319223017686598550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3319223017686598550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/can-somebody-sing-me-this-too.html' title='Can somebody sing me this too?? :('/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5648784950820307566</id><published>2011-09-14T14:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T21:52:52.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Fact #1 you should know about me:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT A BIMBO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I dunno HAHAH but Bimbo means Busty (=Big Boobs), Brainless and Bitchy!! So I am not a bimbz!!!! Wooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT INVISALIGN CAN ANYONE SPONSOR ME I WILL WORK AS YOUR MAID FOR A DAY OKAY MAYBE TWO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5648784950820307566?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5648784950820307566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-fact-1-you-should-know-about-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5648784950820307566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5648784950820307566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-fact-1-you-should-know-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-8453351934344188759</id><published>2011-09-13T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:12:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai shite ru yo ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iptNTLrXA1I/Tm-RhIm_SMI/AAAAAAAADtA/GCHxKqu_uio/s320/photo-2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the first time.. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Me and jiejie can have our own bathroom finally YAYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-8453351934344188759?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/8453351934344188759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/ai-shite-ru-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8453351934344188759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8453351934344188759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/ai-shite-ru-yo.html' title='Ai shite ru yo ^^'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iptNTLrXA1I/Tm-RhIm_SMI/AAAAAAAADtA/GCHxKqu_uio/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5236825811941867867</id><published>2011-09-09T03:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T01:30:51.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s PARTAYE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unseen shots bcos they were qc-ed and deemed unfit for posting! But I will show you just the same... Life is nothing without imperfections yo!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTJZONpA1zU/TmkQGI5vThI/AAAAAAAADss/04PtPre-4rM/s400/photo+4.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Extreme fail puckered shot coz we both look like we're gonna fall asleep ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWaquWQNNig/TmkQIS2HWpI/AAAAAAAADs0/mIoezjZrhQ0/s400/photo+2.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think we ruled this out cos of messy hair? Hehehe can't really remember but anyway my hair ain't the mess :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b9bVJ2jIvOs/TmkQh-y1oTI/AAAAAAAADs4/tkDOZ25hMj0/s400/photo+5.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHGEnVW-sxI/TmkP2Syi9aI/AAAAAAAADso/xaBueEvEVlA/s400/photo+1.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually I thought this was alright but Sis said I looked drunk (which ain't true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 200 more shots but you know how I am... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP invite from J to bash at Soul, can't remember which night! The place is really interesting and I sort of liked it, firstly for the dance platform - really high so not advisable for girly girls / who can't walk in heels? Cos you won't be able to jump down after unless a hunk is below, ready to catch :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite serious about that cos Sis twisted her ankle after she saw me hopping off the stage then proceeded to do the same.. Also would (contradictorily) recommend killer heels to stab other girls' feet rather than get yours stabbed. Hm, sorry girls lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly for the bartenders who tried hitting on us and mixing us flirty cute cocktails! Hahaha, plus points for saying we looked Korean and for flavorful screwdrivers! The music was... let's just say we went on the wrong DJs' night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright toodles! My life is a handful now. See you lovelies on twitter x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5236825811941867867?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5236825811941867867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-girlfriend-hates-me-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5236825811941867867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5236825811941867867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-girlfriend-hates-me-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FTJZONpA1zU/TmkQGI5vThI/AAAAAAAADss/04PtPre-4rM/s72-c/photo+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5494303981618793291</id><published>2011-09-07T04:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:45:37.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A-Z me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;- Available: No&lt;br /&gt;- Age: 18:))&lt;br /&gt;- Annoyance: The sun!&lt;br /&gt;- Animal: Lots of fish, a dog :)&lt;br /&gt;- Actor:&amp;nbsp;Neil Patrick Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;- Beer: Hate beer, really do.&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday/Birthplace: November 1, Singapore&lt;br /&gt;- Best Friends: Sister&lt;br /&gt;- Body Part on opposite sex: Abs and Eyes!&lt;br /&gt;- Best feeling in the world: Satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;- Blind or Deaf: Deaf&lt;br /&gt;- Best weather: Madly cold&lt;br /&gt;- Been in Love: Yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;- Been bitched out?: I think so!&lt;br /&gt;- Been on stage?: Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in yourself?: Most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in life on other planets: I guess so..&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in miracles: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Magic: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in God: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Satan: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Santa: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Ghosts/spirits: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe in Evolution: Uh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;- Car: Convertible. Any, really.&lt;br /&gt;- Candy: Stickies, Florida fruit nuggets&lt;br /&gt;- Colour: Purple!&lt;br /&gt;- Cried in school: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Chocolate/Vanilla: Vanilla:)&lt;br /&gt;- Chinese/Mexican: Mexican, only bcos I really don't like chinese&lt;br /&gt;- Cake or pie: Cake.. cuter :D&lt;br /&gt;- Country to visit: Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;- Day or Night: Night&lt;br /&gt;- Dream vehicle: Convertible!&lt;br /&gt;- Danced: Love&lt;br /&gt;- Dance in the rain?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;- Do the splits?: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;- Eggs: Half-boiled ^^&lt;br /&gt;- Eyes: Brown&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone has a: Secret&lt;br /&gt;- Ever failed a class? Duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;- First crush:&amp;nbsp;When I was 7! Lol&lt;br /&gt;- Full name: ...&lt;br /&gt;- First thoughts waking up: Glad I did :D&lt;br /&gt;- Food: Apple please&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;- Greatest Fear: Losing someone I love&lt;br /&gt;- Giver or taker: I give and take :p&lt;br /&gt;- Goals: Knee to heal, cheer again!!&lt;br /&gt;- Gum: Mint&lt;br /&gt;- Good luck charm: Nothing, I just believe:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In guys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: Charming&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: Dark&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;Clothing Style: Comfy, him&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics: Humorous, fitter than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;- Hair Colour: Brown&lt;br /&gt;- Height: 5’2&lt;br /&gt;- Happy: is me? HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;- Holiday: Love&lt;br /&gt;- How do you want to die: After all of you...&lt;br /&gt;- Health freak?: Kinda sorta&lt;br /&gt;- Hate: Dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;- Ice Cream: Don't like it&lt;br /&gt;- Instrument: I don't know any shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;J&lt;br /&gt;- Jewelry: Anything!&lt;br /&gt;- Job: Freeloader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;- Kids: Sort of cute.&lt;br /&gt;- Kickboxing or karate: Karate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Keep a journal?: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;- Longest Car Ride: KL?&lt;br /&gt;- Love: never made sense :)&lt;br /&gt;- Letter: A&lt;br /&gt;- Laughed so hard you cried: Too many a time!!&lt;br /&gt;- Love at first sight: Dunno&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;- Milk flavor: Plain? I don't like milk..&lt;br /&gt;- Movie: Could watch BRING IT ON everyday&lt;br /&gt;- Mooned anyone?: No&lt;br /&gt;- Marriage: Not really :p&lt;br /&gt;- Motion sickness? On the sea&lt;br /&gt;- McD’s or BK: BK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Siblings: 2&lt;br /&gt;- Number of Piercings: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Number: 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Overused Phrases: OMG&lt;br /&gt;- One wish: 3 words. Friends, Family, Forever&lt;br /&gt;- One phobia: Cockroaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;- Place you’d like to live: Your heartttt :)&lt;br /&gt;- Perfect Pizza: doesn't exist!&lt;br /&gt;- Pepsi/Coke: Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Q&lt;br /&gt;- Quail: Egg? Lol&lt;br /&gt;- Questionnaires: I'm easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;- Reason to cry: Death&lt;br /&gt;- Reality T.V.: Don't really watch TV shows&lt;br /&gt;- Radio Station: fm 98.7 95.0 98.0 &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;- Song: All&lt;br /&gt;- Shoe size: 5.5&lt;br /&gt;- Salad Dressing: Mustard&lt;br /&gt;- Sushi: Sashimi!&lt;br /&gt;- Skipped school: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;- Slept outside: Yea&lt;br /&gt;- Seen a dead body? No.&lt;br /&gt;- Smoked?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;- Skinny dipped? Hahaha, no..&lt;br /&gt;- Shower daily? Twice, mostly&lt;br /&gt;- Sing well?: No&lt;br /&gt;- In the shower? No&lt;br /&gt;- Swear?: Yeah, that I don't cuss lol&lt;br /&gt;- Stuffed Animals: No! Toys only.&lt;br /&gt;- Single/Group dates: Both hehe&lt;br /&gt;- Strawberries/Blueberries: Blue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Scientists need to invent: A cure for cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Time for bed: As and when I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Thunderstorms: Kinda dislike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TV: So-so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Touch your tongue to your nose:? Never tried!&lt;br /&gt;- Unpredictable: My health&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;- Vegetable you hate: Eggplant&lt;br /&gt;- Vegetable you love: All others, but especially broccoli&lt;br /&gt;- Vacation spot: Anywhere with you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;- Weakness: KNEE :(&lt;br /&gt;- When you grow up: in good health pls :/&lt;br /&gt;- Which one of your friends acts the most like you: I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;- Who makes you laugh the most: All those I love :D&lt;br /&gt;- Worst feeling: Down with cold&lt;br /&gt;- Wanted to be a model?: Not really&lt;br /&gt;- Where do we go when we die: Into the grave. Our souls fly high.&lt;br /&gt;- Worst weather: Sun. Sunny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;-X-Rays: Cool but not when it's about my knee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;-Year it is now: 2011&lt;br /&gt;-Yellow: is a happy color :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Z&lt;br /&gt;- Zoo animal: Tigers!&lt;br /&gt;- Zodiac sign: Scorpio+Libra, kinda sorta depending on tropical/sidereal selection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LAST PERSON WHO…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Slept in your bed beside you? Can't say but it's a guy.&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;Last person to see you cry? It's been really long since I last cried.. Danny? Henry? &lt;br /&gt;3. Went to the movies with you? Eileen&lt;br /&gt;4. You went to the mall with? Joey&lt;br /&gt;5. You talked to on the phone? Mom!&lt;br /&gt;6. Made you laugh? Same guy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5494303981618793291?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5494303981618793291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/z-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5494303981618793291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5494303981618793291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/z-me.html' title='A-Z me'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-8901618443814736904</id><published>2011-09-06T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:27:36.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gf has the cutest bedspreads &amp; loveliest tees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eN8OYf1InN8/TmXHvCGnUhI/AAAAAAAADsg/G07NpTw3p-0/s640/photo-2.PNG" width="465" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Morning, sleepyheads.. Looks like somebody's had it rough again. ;) xoxo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. It sucks to wake up in someone else's bed before they do... but it's okay if you have a camera with you... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-8901618443814736904?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/8901618443814736904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/morning-sleepyheads.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8901618443814736904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/8901618443814736904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/morning-sleepyheads.html' title='My gf has the cutest bedspreads &amp; loveliest tees'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eN8OYf1InN8/TmXHvCGnUhI/AAAAAAAADsg/G07NpTw3p-0/s72-c/photo-2.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>862 Yishun Avenue 4, Singapore</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.4169169 103.8399506</georss:point><georss:box>1.4149329 103.8374831 1.4189009 103.84241809999999</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3564122346779672669</id><published>2011-09-02T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T02:45:01.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw1BJdbiFuI/Tl_Q3G20VzI/AAAAAAAADsc/fu1LuJYj3HA/s640/photo-1.PNG" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Random photo of the day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I love it when you get jealous. It's just so cute. &amp;nbsp;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3564122346779672669?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3564122346779672669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-of-day-d-i-love-it-when-you-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3564122346779672669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3564122346779672669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-of-day-d-i-love-it-when-you-get.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dw1BJdbiFuI/Tl_Q3G20VzI/AAAAAAAADsc/fu1LuJYj3HA/s72-c/photo-1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7366320394726930904</id><published>2011-08-29T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:51:48.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say hello, hello To goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Nhz7bI_r5A/TltaubYArNI/AAAAAAAADsI/bbIn3QY8LvM/s400/love-cc78f77fcc5fef5c14cd277398fb8df7_h.jpg" width="410" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's sitting at the table, the hours get later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He was supposed to be here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's sure he would have called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She waits a little longer, there's no one in the driveway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Someone once said, "The road to hell is paved with good intentions."&amp;nbsp;But it's much more than that; one can go so far as to mention, that many on that road think they have with God, good relations. Well yes, He knew, but there was no delay, for He had a role to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No one's said they've seen him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why, is something wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She looks back to the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly the phone rings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hey there stranger, how you been?&amp;nbsp;Feels like I'm standing on the outside looking in, at the mess we left behind.&amp;nbsp;And it's a long way to fall..&amp;nbsp;I gave you everything I had,&amp;nbsp;I gave it all.&amp;nbsp;And then, my heart was on the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Would a steel ball in Hawaii travel faster through water at 40 degrees or 25 degrees?&amp;nbsp;Move a digit to make the equation correct: 62 - 63 = 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, don't matter! Just give it to me. Just give it. Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want you forever, forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We'll grow old together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She pulls up to the entrance.&amp;nbsp;She walks right to the front desk.&amp;nbsp;They lead her down a million halls, a maze that's never ending.&amp;nbsp;They talk about what happened, but she can barely hear them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a want, it's a need. I'm trembling, feeble, fading...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And this is how it has to be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cause it's a deadly combination, you and me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You know it's undeniable &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though we tried it all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We brought the worst out in each other &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I recall &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We can't act it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room.&amp;nbsp;She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight.&amp;nbsp;They talk about the kids they're gonna have, and the good life.&amp;nbsp;The house on the hillside, where they would stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappearing, bit by bit, losing my soul... Seconds now. I reach out, I try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;What doesn't kill you, it makes you stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then she gets an idea and calls in the nurses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple verses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She borrows some rings from the couple next door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everybody's laughing as the tears fall on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And even though the tears will dry,&amp;nbsp;I can't completely disconnect.&amp;nbsp;Couldn't make the compromise, didn't have a safety net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are they? They'd come, they made it. So, indelibly delicate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She looks into his eyes, and she says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want you forever, forever and always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We'll grow old together, and always remember,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;whether happy or sad or whatever,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we'll still love each other,&amp;nbsp;forever and always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Forever and always, forever and always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say hello, to goodbye..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She finishes the vows but the beeps are getting too slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His voice is almost too low&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As he says, I love you forever, forever and always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please just remember even if I'm not there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll always love you, forever and always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7366320394726930904?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7366320394726930904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/say-hello-hello-to-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7366320394726930904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7366320394726930904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/say-hello-hello-to-goodbye.html' title='Say hello, hello To goodbye.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Nhz7bI_r5A/TltaubYArNI/AAAAAAAADsI/bbIn3QY8LvM/s72-c/love-cc78f77fcc5fef5c14cd277398fb8df7_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5522308050158961636</id><published>2011-08-28T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T15:15:47.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'VE BEEN USING THIS BLOG URL SINCE 2006 GUESS I'M THE ONLY ONE.. NO WONDER IT'S TOP RESULT IN GOOGLE SEARCH,"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5522308050158961636?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5522308050158961636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-been-using-this-blog-url-since-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5522308050158961636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5522308050158961636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-been-using-this-blog-url-since-2006.html' title='&quot;I&apos;VE BEEN USING THIS BLOG URL SINCE 2006 GUESS I&apos;M THE ONLY ONE.. NO WONDER IT&apos;S TOP RESULT IN GOOGLE SEARCH,&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1342466272441723664</id><published>2011-08-28T14:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T01:17:54.640+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s PARTAYE'/><title type='text'>CODE:Geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2AK0OMhuxU/TlncbauFqpI/AAAAAAAADr8/gDJnOEYG50Y/s640/316836_10150271015735869_600035868_7931554_2502183_n.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_x1zmp-UJko/Tlnca91Fg5I/AAAAAAAADr4/K8jDw6oX_SQ/s640/302895_10150271016345869_600035868_7931560_7047526_n.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party at Phuture and I lost all my lip gloss cos... :pp Can't tell you who (yet) but if you ask......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jägerbomb again and I was late so I wanted to down everything but Bolong said noooo :D &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily dancing by the bar; Adrian suggested making our way into the crowd what a brilliant idea These guys totally kept stopping me I was so exasperated I let out the loudest Fuck!!! and one in front totally went "Woah sorry!!" and proceeded to loop his arm around my neck, "Where you going baby stay here" -.- but I found Clint's hand:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part at the DJ stage where the bouncer only let girls up wahaha (same bouncer who let me in just coz I was in a "skirt")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that sums up a breathtaking experience. Very minimalistic but you got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1342466272441723664?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1342466272441723664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/codegeek.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1342466272441723664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1342466272441723664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/codegeek.html' title='CODE:Geek'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2AK0OMhuxU/TlncbauFqpI/AAAAAAAADr8/gDJnOEYG50Y/s72-c/316836_10150271015735869_600035868_7931554_2502183_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1558861109979541614</id><published>2011-08-26T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:06:53.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-QgUDoBH3qw?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/-QgUDoBH3qw" target="blank"&gt;Can't Fight This Feeling - Cory Monteith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't fight this feeling any longer&lt;br /&gt;And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow&lt;br /&gt;What started out as friendship has grown stronger..&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I had the strength to let it show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight&lt;br /&gt;You're a candle in the window on a cold dark winter's night&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for&lt;br /&gt;It's time to bring this ship into the shore&lt;br /&gt;And throw away the oars&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I've been running round in circles in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And it always seems that I'm following you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you take me to the places that alone I'd never find:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have to crawl upon your floor&lt;br /&gt;Come crushing through your door&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1558861109979541614?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1558861109979541614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-i-cant-fight-this-feeling-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1558861109979541614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1558861109979541614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-i-cant-fight-this-feeling-anymore.html' title='Baby, I can&apos;t fight this feeling anymore.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-QgUDoBH3qw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6993827691601996491</id><published>2011-08-25T00:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:57:38.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no "cool" way to eat a cupcake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -0.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="401" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8l_MG3pPRY/TlUf1NufysI/AAAAAAAADr0/vFt9hrDgm2E/s600/cupcakes%252Clove-04d04627ff92e0133664299b8c307dcd_h.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gave away my Charles n Keith's. Life's good. x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for sounding so weary. I am. I do a better job on Twitter! Stalk me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/applespree"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Love you babies all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I changed my blog font cos I'm suddenly in love with this font. I know I used to hate this font but after looking at it day in day out, on my phone 24/7, I've grown to not just like it but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;L O V E&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how love can be nurtured?? &amp;nbsp;o(^_^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. BUT if you're using some oddball Windows computer you will just see a random serif font. LIKE I SAID, your computer is weird so no more questions kthxbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6993827691601996491?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6993827691601996491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/gave-away-my-charles-n-keith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6993827691601996491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6993827691601996491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/gave-away-my-charles-n-keith.html' title='There&apos;s no &quot;cool&quot; way to eat a cupcake.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8l_MG3pPRY/TlUf1NufysI/AAAAAAAADr0/vFt9hrDgm2E/s72-c/cupcakes%252Clove-04d04627ff92e0133664299b8c307dcd_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6631035136400603537</id><published>2011-08-20T20:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T03:44:10.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" And every time after I grin madly to myself for a full 30secs after reading your text, I fiercely stop myself and say,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NO..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E3eq-q4GuI/Tk-oCD4_UNI/AAAAAAAADrw/sCB7PaXVj6U/s1600/love%252Ccouple%252Ccute%252Cl%252Co%252Cv%252Ce-8d7fb31ef4baa8d159831d496f1684cb_h.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;...'cause expectations lead only to disappointments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6631035136400603537?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6631035136400603537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-every-time-after-i-grin-madly-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6631035136400603537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6631035136400603537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-every-time-after-i-grin-madly-to.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2E3eq-q4GuI/Tk-oCD4_UNI/AAAAAAAADrw/sCB7PaXVj6U/s72-c/love%252Ccouple%252Ccute%252Cl%252Co%252Cv%252Ce-8d7fb31ef4baa8d159831d496f1684cb_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3781284168829464521</id><published>2011-08-19T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:26:51.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's him, your friend..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;... I turn around, and back again. *FQ* "No, not anymore." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't fancy the idea of unfriending. It's like, losing a part of your life. And that's, terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered, if your life was already planned out before you were even born? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much like what we coin Fate, it's not entirely within our space. Nor is it so distant we don't feel the slightest connection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you were sent into my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe to learn that cheating on your girl is wrong (coming from me) and that with me it's doubly wrong, simply because, she deserves love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that she deserves you. You don't deserve anyone. You're sex-deprived and that is no sin. What's preposterous is the depraved monster it's made you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKEUP. You're no player so quit this before she catches the first whiff of the bloomin' aster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKEUP. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3781284168829464521?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3781284168829464521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-him-your-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3781284168829464521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3781284168829464521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-him-your-friend.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s him, your friend...&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6979616191057052307</id><published>2011-08-16T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:29:18.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He was the one who saved me when I was 8. The one who then paid for all my swimming lessons. How... how can you say that he couldn&amp;#39;t swim? It&amp;#39;s inconceivable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6979616191057052307?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6979616191057052307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-was-one-who-saved-me-when-i-was-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6979616191057052307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6979616191057052307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/he-was-one-who-saved-me-when-i-was-8.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-330498913670755843</id><published>2011-08-08T23:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T13:06:19.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class of 09S51'/><title type='text'>S51 &amp; a whole lotta love,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwqwo9I1rGE/TkAHV80lgGI/AAAAAAAADrk/ZaiycaV_sg4/s640/184079_10150340240775152_636770151_9747293_4308980_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner with half the class at Astons Specialties!! ^^ Thank you Michael:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohafXyNjky0/Tj_-xt_Xa-I/AAAAAAAADrY/p-wYK0uNNQ4/s640/252128_10150340243885152_636770151_9747323_1062907_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dione, April, Joey, Su&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su now has gorgeous hair~~ and Dione drives a... wait for it... HONDA INTEGRA!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AkCWyKXw3GQ/TkAAKWG6sRI/AAAAAAAADrc/jKuEFeBLKkM/s640/263217_10150340237745152_636770151_9747262_4827827_n-1.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Loveee the ambience at airport's Astons :) and I was really really (pleasantly) surprised to see LR! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely session with these people, I was so happy to see them homg!!! Like prancing around in the most unglam way possible hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not looking forward to any hall camps after listening to Su's freaky ghost stories!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those night walks actually involve you walking into differently set up rooms like, funeral scenes, haunted cubicles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE H O R R O R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently guys had to (unknowingly) eat live mealworms cunningly hidden, sandwiched between lovely pieces of Oreo biscuits n cream!!! I know right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, very interesting. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHHrSgG7Iy8/TkABUwrTinI/AAAAAAAADrg/c1wH65vuMpE/s640/251534_10150340253725152_636770151_9747453_3354587_n.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should have worn heels HAHAHA looks a tad fail :( but still, ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April was so patronizing when I suggested something so silly :p The rest are&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150340236590152.397452.636770151&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;on Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!:)) Thank you Clara and her lovely cam hehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to our next night at Timbre/Dempsey! (hints Michael)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-330498913670755843?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/330498913670755843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/s51-whole-lotta-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/330498913670755843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/330498913670755843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/s51-whole-lotta-love.html' title='S51 &amp; a whole lotta love,'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wwqwo9I1rGE/TkAHV80lgGI/AAAAAAAADrk/ZaiycaV_sg4/s72-c/184079_10150340240775152_636770151_9747293_4308980_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-224766015855535573</id><published>2011-08-07T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:04:02.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO WATCH WU XIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_qsPn_u-hI/Tj7AIyQq2MI/AAAAAAAADrI/8WqdjKFTSag/s400/photo.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Her shoes didn't look like much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Understated glam. Did you see? Guess, Kors, Collette... how good are those, really! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2Ov5X9hsZSA/Tj7CWA-vbQI/AAAAAAAADrM/DpIZ661jtF4/s400/photo-1.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this pretty ballerina painting; the details are really flawless:))! I know I kinda failed LOL but it's really difficult to arch AND hold the leg there ok!! My photographer was taking his own sweet time LOL (excuses^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss watched Wu Xia with W and it's really really good except for the ear-slicing part! :o I think I yelped a little and W was like, You can't watch Final Destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what's that and don't care! Hehe:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh. FOR THE MANDARIN NOOBS (like me), &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;THE DETECTIVE WAS SPEAKING IN MANDARIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;homg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only found out later that night from YH omg what a fricking noob lol I hope W doesn't ever find out hahahahaha I already got teased for getting lost when they suddenly kept mentioning Tang Long and I was wondering WHO TURF IS TANG LONG?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then W told me he's second in command of the 72 demons and I was like, Ya but what's the 72 demons??? And he went, Are you watching anot?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FIND A CHINESE PRO TO GO WITH YOU. :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; And sorry for spoiler alert hehehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-224766015855535573?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/224766015855535573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-her-shoes-didnt-look-like-much-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/224766015855535573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/224766015855535573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/me-her-shoes-didnt-look-like-much-sis.html' title='GO WATCH WU XIA!'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_qsPn_u-hI/Tj7AIyQq2MI/AAAAAAAADrI/8WqdjKFTSag/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5679000914040621946</id><published>2011-08-03T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T22:47:25.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it killing you like it's killing me, yeah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mcFcceE5YM/TjlmftKvZOI/AAAAAAAADrE/VLAMz8Qq8jI/s400/photo.PNG" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**in library**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOS!! Guy on my ten o' clock just friend-requested me on fb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does he know your name? How do you know it's him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check his profile pics homg &amp;I think I'm infamous :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-5679000914040621946?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5679000914040621946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it-killing-you-like-its-killing-me_03.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5679000914040621946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5679000914040621946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/08/is-it-killing-you-like-its-killing-me_03.html' title='Is it killing you like it&apos;s killing me, yeah?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mcFcceE5YM/TjlmftKvZOI/AAAAAAAADrE/VLAMz8Qq8jI/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6636052331194566504</id><published>2011-07-30T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:31:15.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I HATE NUMBER GAMES ASDFGHJKL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6636052331194566504?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6636052331194566504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hate-number-games-asdfghjkl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6636052331194566504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6636052331194566504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hate-number-games-asdfghjkl.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1392565443988862778</id><published>2011-07-26T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T23:09:44.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Isn't it ironic when you fold a heart into half, it becomes a teardrop?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="740" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oyhTi-p9jwQ/Ti7POZjVMcI/AAAAAAAADq0/TJlZKJQFpvs/s640/photo.JPG" width="526" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I can become an actress already coz I can cry on command!! but not pretty enough dammit HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I bet the industry won't want me coz apparently I look too common!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HH/Des thought my back view looked like one of the cheer juniors (forgot who);&lt;br /&gt;Deva once thought he saw "me" making out with some guy at amk train station;&lt;br /&gt;Derong (at macs) sat down opposite a random girl he thought was me when I was actually at the next table LOL;&lt;br /&gt;TS thought I was Jiamin today morn;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN MY UPSTAIRS NEIGHBOR MISTOOK ME FOR HIS DAUGHTER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;worst&lt;/i&gt; thing is people actually think I resemble my ex's new girl, omg what turf is this!!! Emo nemo :( BYE XO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1392565443988862778?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1392565443988862778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/isnt-it-ironic-when-you-fold-heart-into_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1392565443988862778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1392565443988862778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/isnt-it-ironic-when-you-fold-heart-into_26.html' title='&quot;Isn&apos;t it ironic when you fold a heart into half, it becomes a teardrop?&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oyhTi-p9jwQ/Ti7POZjVMcI/AAAAAAAADq0/TJlZKJQFpvs/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6872752148314975120</id><published>2011-07-25T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:46:11.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a big deal for a girl to lose her big V but not for guys."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOKKZKJyd5Q/Ti07J5eeadI/AAAAAAAADqw/rL8xZbkQSxo/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-07-25+at+PM+05.44.38.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOOK AT SWEEY'S ANSWER HAHAHA I THINK IT'S V CUTE ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6872752148314975120?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6872752148314975120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-big-deal-for-girl-to-lose-her-big-v.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6872752148314975120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6872752148314975120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-big-deal-for-girl-to-lose-her-big-v.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a big deal for a girl to lose her big V but not for guys.&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOKKZKJyd5Q/Ti07J5eeadI/AAAAAAAADqw/rL8xZbkQSxo/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-07-25+at+PM+05.44.38.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4541113156601632804</id><published>2011-07-23T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T01:54:36.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We would make a happy couple. Crazy, but happy."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="600" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az7IyK46SyI/Tiqbcr_r5LI/AAAAAAAADqo/P5R2hBUBfhU/s640/photo.JPG" width="440" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all if you wanna be my best friends in the next few days you better hurry coz I have&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;FREE ZOUK TIX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Eileen has decided to lose her virgin clubbing experience to moi (:D) and it's gonna be just us two!! So excitingzx I've never gone clubbing with girls-only!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Frankly I'm quite scared cos I dunno what kind of drinker is that girl wahahaha but what's life without surprises?? (rhetorical, don't answer!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Okay I'm done raving goodbye all xo:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4541113156601632804?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4541113156601632804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-would-make-happy-couple-crazy-but.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4541113156601632804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4541113156601632804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-would-make-happy-couple-crazy-but.html' title='&quot;We would make a happy couple. Crazy, but happy.&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az7IyK46SyI/Tiqbcr_r5LI/AAAAAAAADqo/P5R2hBUBfhU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3617902468674641471</id><published>2011-07-23T12:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:16:57.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Die Young</title><content type='html'>If I die young, bury me in satin. Lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord make me a rainbow; I'll shine down on my mother. She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colours. The sharp knife of a short life - well, I've had just enough time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a boy here in town, says he'll love me forever. Who would have thought forever could be severed by the sharp knife, of a short life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar. They're worth so much more after I'm a goner. And maybe then you'll hear the words I've been singing. Funny when you're dead, how people start listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/7NJqUN9TClM" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The Band Perry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3617902468674641471?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3617902468674641471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-die-young.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3617902468674641471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3617902468674641471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-i-die-young.html' title='If I Die Young'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2566796745419840133</id><published>2011-07-22T03:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T04:17:12.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what?</title><content type='html'>...I still can&amp;#39;t accept that you&amp;#39;re gone. What the hell am I expecting, really. Need to wake up but all I wanna do is sleep on and wait for you in my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you let him dismiss my feelings of self-blame as self-explanatory depression. I can't believe you let him dump me. At that unbelievable point in time. That I was forced to live a lie, every single day up until today, and possibly every other tomorrow. This is like anorexia all over again. So painful, but I do it anyway. And what makes the pain unbearable is, I can't even cry about it. When they talk to me about you, they have no idea how hard I chew on my tongue to stop the tears, to pretend that I don't care anymore. Not a clue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have only nights like these to show no one that I really care, no, not even you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2566796745419840133?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2566796745419840133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-know-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2566796745419840133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2566796745419840133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-know-what.html' title='You know what?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2710229185711943447</id><published>2011-07-15T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:17:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="371" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nN6VR92V70M?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/nN6VR92V70M" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;The Story of Us - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us&lt;br /&gt;How we met and the sparks flew instantly&lt;br /&gt;And people would say they're the lucky ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know my place was a spot next to you&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat&lt;br /&gt;'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a simple complication&lt;br /&gt;Miscommunications lead to fallout&lt;br /&gt;So many things that I wish you knew&lt;br /&gt;So many walls up, I can't break through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And we're not speaking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know, is it killing you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say since a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;When it all broke down&lt;br /&gt;And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd we end up this way?&lt;br /&gt;See me nervously pulling at my clothes and trying to look busy&lt;br /&gt;And you're doing your best to avoid me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us&lt;br /&gt;How I was losing my mind when I saw you here&lt;br /&gt;But you held your pride like you should have held me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm scared to see the ending&lt;br /&gt;Why are we pretending this is nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard silence quite this loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And we're not speaking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know, is it killing you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say since a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;When it all broke down&lt;br /&gt;And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is looking like a contest&lt;br /&gt;Of who can act like they care less&lt;br /&gt;But I liked it better when you were on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle's in your hands now&lt;br /&gt;But I would lay my armor down&lt;br /&gt;If you'd say you'd rather love than fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things that you wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;But the story of us might be ending soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And we're not speaking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know, is it killing you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say since a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;When it all broke down&lt;br /&gt;And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now&lt;br /&gt;Now, now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're not speaking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know, is it killing you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to say since a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're going down&lt;br /&gt;And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2710229185711943447?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2710229185711943447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2710229185711943447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2710229185711943447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF:D'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nN6VR92V70M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1321551443773821488</id><published>2011-07-13T16:27:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:44:08.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetheart, you only live one time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628750793826572642" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrWExwI4zoM/Th1XBks7GWI/AAAAAAAADqM/HIQTVbQnzRQ/s400/photo-770713.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty cakes from Emicakes (I think) ^^ but not nice :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been feeling v happy I dunno why too HOPE I'LL FIND OUT SOON :DD HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1321551443773821488?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1321551443773821488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1321551443773821488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1321551443773821488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='Sweetheart, you only live one time'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JrWExwI4zoM/Th1XBks7GWI/AAAAAAAADqM/HIQTVbQnzRQ/s72-c/photo-770713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4020964839691885254</id><published>2011-07-12T14:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:24:10.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's like you never ever blog about school life."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="295" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628349591869440338" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mR5CeqjSyM/ThvqIi8XwVI/AAAAAAAADqE/IQQT8rDaU-0/s400/photo-758012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... Do those two words even come together? x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4020964839691885254?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4020964839691885254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-like-you-never-ever-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4020964839691885254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4020964839691885254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-like-you-never-ever-blog-about.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s like you never ever blog about school life.&quot;'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mR5CeqjSyM/ThvqIi8XwVI/AAAAAAAADqE/IQQT8rDaU-0/s72-c/photo-758012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4630209109098655115</id><published>2011-07-11T14:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:54:30.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sky, you &amp;me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627945210043058946" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QSkNKjphKU/Thp6WbP6SwI/AAAAAAAADp8/REoUfQi9V7Y/s1600/photo-705459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the sky at town, yesterday evening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the most blessed girl ever -- over the past few days been asking Mom if I could get an iPod docking system; yesterday she came home with one, simplistic with a speaker up front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean for it, but it was obvious the disappointment was scrawled all over my face, as I listened to the music in its mediocrity. It was like a normal loudspeaker(?) and what I really wanted was bass - a lot of bass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she came home, carrying another dock covered with surround speakers &amp;amp;woofer up back. OMG, I love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;GOODNEWS&lt;/i&gt; :DDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just moments ago, a man delivered a bouquet to our house; it was from R. I went down to collect it, and Sis followed behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: So he thinks a tiny bouquet can buy an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis:&lt;/b&gt; Yea, that ass. But it's not like he's rich like your J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: J was so 2005, and not even mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sis: &lt;/b&gt;You can have the bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YES... ANOTHER BEAR ^^ now I have care bear, pooh bear, spca bear AND...... bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pale pink and matches my phone ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4630209109098655115?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4630209109098655115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/pretty-sky-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4630209109098655115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4630209109098655115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/pretty-sky-you.html' title='Pretty sky, you &amp;me.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5QSkNKjphKU/Thp6WbP6SwI/AAAAAAAADp8/REoUfQi9V7Y/s72-c/photo-705459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5634903642937926738</id><published>2011-07-10T01:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T06:09:36.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your smile rocks me world:)</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry it's impossible for me to blog every day. But thankfully we have micro-blogging site Twitter!!! I blog there approx 200 times more than on blogger!! Plus, since I barely have time for articles right now, I share links with you on twitter k! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome ;) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see happy people so good things must shareeee hehe!! Except... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HP5Eoxs0nSw/ThiLJQbqCiI/AAAAAAAADp0/sQ7-xFXmeS8/s1600/photo+%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In a week THIS SHALL BE MINE. :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shipped from Korea! No free shipping, not cheap but definitely affordable! Can't remember the price cos I bought other stuff too :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're my best friend and you want it I could prolly get it for you :) but I have no best (girl)friend and that's like the best thing in the world whee~ Not saying it's a good thing hahahahaha no but really, it's pretty like&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe we're all so supportive of Sis dumping R Fleming. But it's all good. What do you mean he missed his flight!?! Yes continue rotting in the states you little bastard. Me &amp;amp; Chamelyon shall be her mean besties and go around getting his name blacklisted haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers was not good!!! Part 1 &amp;amp; 2, so much better. Maybe the screwed up movie timing played a part! but not blaming anybody cos the company was, o(^_^)v hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually from trailers I thought the female lead was pretty hot, until her first appearance in the movie, the guys went, "NOT PRETTY" and I was sold. Plus apparently I have zero skills in judging girls' looks... D: Like I thought Cheryl was pretty until the world told me otherwise; I thought my sis looked 20 until the world told me she looked 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever!! Everyone is beautiful in their own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;must&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; be in love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5634903642937926738?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5634903642937926738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-smile-rocks-me-world-x.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5634903642937926738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5634903642937926738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-smile-rocks-me-world-x.html' title='Your smile rocks me world:)'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HP5Eoxs0nSw/ThiLJQbqCiI/AAAAAAAADp0/sQ7-xFXmeS8/s72-c/photo+%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2511370178632690429</id><published>2011-07-08T12:27:00.071+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T14:40:17.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tales of life'/><title type='text'>Fighters keep fighting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cnu0pc4Yemo/ThaFxDJNcBI/AAAAAAAADpw/_TiI2Z9vQnY/s1600/tumblr1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I've overcome the fear of lighting up. LOL. I will do that. &lt;i&gt;(try)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bruise on my leg!! No idea how I got it but it's there and I luv it! Haven't gotten bruises in too long a time. Read: I miss trainings. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept this morning UGH and had coffee for brunch :( My stomach's been retching since. There's no food at home (okay there is but inedible to me) sigh pathetic.&amp;nbsp;I really miss the $2 apples you used to buy me all the time. Some nights I lie on the sofa downstairs, looking at the emptiness opposite me, recalling how we used to sit together at night, how you explained stuff like why sofas made of pelican skin were good. I cannot remember now, and there's no one to ask. I don't like &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;; he's nice but he's not you. He's not brave and smart and egoistic and humorous. He doesn't ignore red lights, he doesn't laugh like you do. His laughter isn't contagious, his aura.. his aura is non-existent. He's not silly like you, he doesn't eat my leftovers. He's not strong, he doesn't crack jokes. The images come vivid and it pains me to see them. $2 apples. Nobody buys them for me. Nobody like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much brighter note, I'm watching Transformers tonight! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, here's the problem. Dinner at Dempsey = dressing up's a must. Movie with the guys = dressing down's a must. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My handwriting varies with my mood.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xox&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-2511370178632690429?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2511370178632690429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/fighters-keep-fighting.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6228350141343602245</id><published>2011-07-07T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T12:40:52.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No such thing as "Too Late"</title><content type='html'>I forgot to blog on Thursday!! :( But I shall cheat and change the posting time :D hehehehehe &amp;amp;share with you an amazing song!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DhdoZJeWB_E?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/DhdoZJeWB_E" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Lighters - Eminem and Royce Da 5'9 ft Bruno Mars &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;This one's for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We're all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up&lt;br /&gt;I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up&lt;br /&gt;If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightning,&lt;br /&gt;Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king...&lt;br /&gt;This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,&lt;br /&gt;Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music&lt;br /&gt;There is or there ever will be, disagree?&lt;br /&gt;Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I ever gave's using no more excuses&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me if my head is too big for this building&lt;br /&gt;And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick&lt;br /&gt;Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit&lt;br /&gt;Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite&lt;br /&gt;You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I tell em shove it&lt;br /&gt;Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered&lt;br /&gt;Cuz he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing&lt;br /&gt;Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't cause he had buzzards circle around his head&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off&lt;br /&gt;Little hussy ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it&lt;br /&gt;What difference it make?&lt;br /&gt;What it take to get it through your thick skulls&lt;br /&gt;As if this aint some bullshit&lt;br /&gt;People don't usually come back this way&lt;br /&gt;From a place that was dark as I was in&lt;br /&gt;Just to get to this place&lt;br /&gt;Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage&lt;br /&gt;And let it be known that from this day forward&lt;br /&gt;I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength&lt;br /&gt;So let em bic's raise cause I came with 5'9′ but I feel like I'm&amp;nbsp;6'8″&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;This one's for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We're all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Royce Da 5'9"]&lt;br /&gt;By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie&lt;br /&gt;I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the&lt;br /&gt;Homies the iron man Audi&lt;br /&gt;My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it&lt;br /&gt;And I aint gotta stop the beat a minute&lt;br /&gt;To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic&lt;br /&gt;Tell him how real he is or how high I am&lt;br /&gt;Or how I would kill for him for him to know it&lt;br /&gt;I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back&lt;br /&gt;So it's only right that I right till he can march right into that post&lt;br /&gt;Office and tell em to hang it up&lt;br /&gt;Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop when I'm at the very top&lt;br /&gt;You shitted on me on your way up&lt;br /&gt;It's 'bout to be a scary drop&lt;br /&gt;Cause what goes up must come down&lt;br /&gt;You going down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box&lt;br /&gt;Every hour, happy hour now&lt;br /&gt;Life is wacky now&lt;br /&gt;Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow&lt;br /&gt;Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll are doomed&lt;br /&gt;I remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me&lt;br /&gt;My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I'm in the Aston&lt;br /&gt;I went from having my city locked up&lt;br /&gt;To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Compared to a weed high&lt;br /&gt;And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV&lt;br /&gt;See me, we fly&lt;br /&gt;Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive&lt;br /&gt;And how real is that&lt;br /&gt;I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best I can deal&lt;br /&gt;With that&lt;br /&gt;Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bruno Mars]&lt;br /&gt;You and I know what it's like to be kicked down&lt;br /&gt;Forced to fight&lt;br /&gt;But tonight we're alright&lt;br /&gt;So hold up your light&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this one's for you and me, living out our dreams&lt;br /&gt;We're all right where we should be&lt;br /&gt;Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And now all I wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Is a sky full of lighters&lt;br /&gt;A sky full of lighters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6228350141343602245?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6228350141343602245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-such-thing-as-too-late_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6228350141343602245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my new fringe is working out too well. I'm unrecognizable!!! I think. LOW PROFILE FOR THE WIN~ LOLLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch Transformers so so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo,&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-4909216526989189710?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4909216526989189710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-know-what-does-ctrl-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4909216526989189710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4909216526989189710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-know-what-does-ctrl-do.html' title='&quot;You know what does CTRL+ do?&quot;...'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2669990313561374661</id><published>2011-07-05T19:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:37:02.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even the brown cow doesn't know..</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to blog everyday cos I'm broke &amp;amp;I need money!!! Nuffnang please gimme money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a soft spot for bimbotic guy LOL H O W??? too cute already hehheh :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="397" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdtpjF_ADjQ/ThSdLhixZVI/AAAAAAAADpk/moD08IagBDo/s640/tumblr3.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;THIS IS DAMN FUNNY LOLHAHAHAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small; text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Don't wanna text&lt;i&gt; you&lt;/i&gt; but I know you come here all the time, so. Somehow hoping you won't notice this. If u do, pls don't reply... :x Anyway, firstly, hope you're having fun in HK :)&amp;nbsp;I kind of already guessed &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; before that's why I went cold on you &amp;amp;stuff. Then again... guys never get hints ~.~ (lol.) Don't get me wrong; you're nice, sacrificial, thoughtful, and would prolly make a really good partner.. This is so cliche but I have to say it: It's not you, it's me. Sorry that I wtf you. I don't want to ruin our friendship yes this is the fricking Main point &amp;amp;as far as I know, between a guy &amp;amp;a girl, it's friendship/relationship/nothing. If I could choose, I rather you be my friend. If I could choose selfishly, I'd wish you were my brother. I'm a disappointment I'm sorry. Don't ask if it's someone else, cos I really don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5AFJaH7eZI/ThSftcnGGxI/AAAAAAAADps/hNBHDKO2L7U/s640/tumblr5.gif" width="588" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;FUNNY HEHEHEHEHEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2669990313561374661?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2669990313561374661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/even-brown-cow-doesnt-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2669990313561374661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2669990313561374661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/even-brown-cow-doesnt-know.html' title='Even the brown cow doesn&apos;t know..'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fdtpjF_ADjQ/ThSdLhixZVI/AAAAAAAADpk/moD08IagBDo/s72-c/tumblr3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1949208683153178088</id><published>2011-07-04T14:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:00:05.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fureva blessed girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 2.5pxwhite outset;"src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fB1Gza1bluM/ThFi8vEzaUI/AAAAAAAADpY/u0RBqSS5_Ok/s1600/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the &lt;a href="http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/cant-gal-have-dreams.html" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Transformers edition Monopoly Deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was telling you about??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou hehehe wah love &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; so much :DD I haven't even watched yet and it's out on Funshion already... ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...... going for brunch with the little boy nao x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo,&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-1949208683153178088?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1949208683153178088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/remember-transformers-edition-monopoly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1949208683153178088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1949208683153178088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/remember-transformers-edition-monopoly.html' title='Fureva blessed girl'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fB1Gza1bluM/ThFi8vEzaUI/AAAAAAAADpY/u0RBqSS5_Ok/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7125173156679660845</id><published>2011-07-03T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:00:31.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sweey is right. Being skinny doesn't mean you're hot.&amp;nbsp;But I think it's safer to be skinny cos being fat means you're not hot. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, everyone should discard their insecurities and just start being happyyyyy :DD beauty can glow from within you know!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sorry that you need people like me around to feel good about you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Jane Bingum (Drop Dead Diva)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just blessed that I have loadsa pretty friends hehehehe what a bitch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pretty friends, if you play &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Bakery Story&lt;/span&gt; can you please add APPLESPREE as your neighbor and shower her with WIRE, FUSE, GEAR &amp;amp; PAINT (everything X2) and she will love you so much!&amp;nbsp;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby miss you till can DIE. ö&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;xoxo,&lt;/i&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/3276632700708658988-7125173156679660845?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7125173156679660845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweey-is-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7125173156679660845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7125173156679660845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/sweey-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4088879496519049263</id><published>2011-07-02T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:28:55.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were a blessing in disguise. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4088879496519049263?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4088879496519049263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-blessing-in-disguise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4088879496519049263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4088879496519049263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-blessing-in-disguise.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7698816293801848356</id><published>2011-07-01T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T01:46:02.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just humor me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOCS2VBkNqI/TgzCfpohOaI/AAAAAAAADpU/wGPCOEkHMog/s640/photo+%25286%2529.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am female.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m short.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shoulder length hair.&lt;br /&gt;I have short hair.&lt;br /&gt;I always wear my hair down.&lt;br /&gt;I always wear my hair up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear it both ways.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear pigtails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve dyed my hair.&lt;/b&gt; (I dyed it brown once, then black thrice. It's brown now. Fml..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am single.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am in love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am married.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get married eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not sure if I want to get married.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have/had children.&lt;br /&gt;I want children someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not sure if I want [more] children.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like long surveys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m a random person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m friendly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m loud.&lt;br /&gt;I’m quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have brown eyes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I have green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I have hazel eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I lived somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;I like where I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve traveled out of the country.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of movies are romantic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of movies are comedy.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of movies are horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of movies are musicals.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of movies are dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of movies are action.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of movies are something not mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;I have a best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I’m gay.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;I’m bisexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m straight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a fetish. &lt;/b&gt;(Male pianists!!! ^-^)&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of music is pop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is country.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is rap.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is classic rock.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is punk.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is metal.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is industrial.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is classical.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is gothic.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is grunge.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is emo/screamo.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite kind of music is 80s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of music is club/techno.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite kind of music is something not mentioned&lt;/b&gt;. RnB soul...?&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m scared of spiders.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of death.&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of heights.&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m scared of the supernatural.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m scared of blood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m scared of the dark.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of thunder/lightening.&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m scared of something not common. &lt;/b&gt;(balding!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get scared easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not really scared of anything.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a lot to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite TV show is a reality show.&lt;br /&gt;I always eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m online too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watch too much TV. &lt;/b&gt;(thanks a lot, KBS world.) &lt;br /&gt;I like video games.&lt;br /&gt;I love art.&lt;br /&gt;I can draw well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t draw to save my life. &lt;/b&gt;(Lolol I accidentally broke off the wings of my angel&amp;nbsp;modeled&amp;nbsp;from clay, my self-portrait wasn't really drawn by me, my pictorial letter gave me an F9 grade. Can't get any worse!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like school. &lt;/b&gt;(secondary only hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;I’m in high school.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least one mean teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I’m planning on going to college.&lt;br /&gt;I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My future career has something to do with the arts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future career has something to do with the law.&lt;br /&gt;My future career has something to do with medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My future career has something to do with entertainment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My future career has something to do with kids.&lt;br /&gt;My future career has something to do with animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My future career involves something else. &lt;/b&gt;(secretly still longing to be a tai tai...)&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my drumset.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my piano/keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t live without my camera.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t live without my TV.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite type of food is Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite type of food is Italian.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite type of food is Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite type of food is American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite type of food is something exotic. &lt;/b&gt;(FROYO &amp;amp; SASHIMI ANYTIME)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a favorite type.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is blue. &lt;b&gt;(my least fav!!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite color is red.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite color is green.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is orange.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is black.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is yellow.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is white.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite color is pink.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite color is purple.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite color is something else.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like a lot of colors.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m against war.&lt;br /&gt;I support war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dont really care about war.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is messy.&lt;br /&gt;I share a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have my own.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have brothers. &lt;/b&gt;(one only!! happy birthday bro i love you!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a sister.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re older.&lt;br /&gt;They’re younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some are older, some are younger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re stepbrothers/sisters.&lt;br /&gt;They’re half brothers/sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get along with my siblings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m an only child.&lt;br /&gt;I get sad easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get mad easily. &lt;/b&gt;(as in CRAZY wahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;I get annoyed easily.&lt;br /&gt;I get disappointed easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get bored easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m easily amused.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when I’m nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I stutter when I’m nervous.&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;I chew on pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I shake my leg. &lt;/b&gt;(when there's a bug on it la HAHAHAHALOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love to sing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I suck at singing but I do it anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;I’m ok with my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I dont like my body.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like gorey movies.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been stung by a bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve sprained my ankle.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotten stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve been rushed to the hospital&lt;/b&gt; in an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;I have an iPod.&lt;br /&gt;I have an MP3 player. &lt;b&gt;(I have never owned an mp3 player LAWL)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have a CD player. &lt;/b&gt;(extremely love it! esp. when I'm in bed!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I download music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have pets. &lt;/b&gt;(yes I have a dog!!! Miniature pinscher pure ^^)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve smoked a cigarette. &lt;b&gt;(someone put an unlit one in my mouth before, doesn't count ^^)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve smoked weed. &lt;/b&gt;(not exactly smoked but it's sooo smelly D:)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like to read.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like to write.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m allergic to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m sick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve thought about suicide. &lt;/b&gt;(...about why ppl do it!! TSK. x))&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tried to commit suicide.&lt;br /&gt;I regret some things I’ve done. &lt;b&gt;(no regrets! regrets are for mistakes you don't learn from. :))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Christian.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Wiccan.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Satanic.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Jewish.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;I’m Agnostic.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a Jehovah’s Witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m something not mentioned here. &lt;/b&gt;(Buddhist :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve kissed someone of the same sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve kissed someone of the opposite sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve dated someone for over a year.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never had a boy/girl friend.&lt;br /&gt;My first kiss was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I never had a first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didnt like my first kiss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve gotten attached to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like someone right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They like me, too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They dont like me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They dont know I like them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like one of my friends. &lt;/b&gt;(I don't know can, v confused ah hehheh)&lt;br /&gt;I have a lava lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have candles. &lt;/b&gt;(white choc scented candles luvluv!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have incense. &lt;/b&gt;(apple scented but it makes my room smoky so no more :))&lt;br /&gt;I have a black light.&lt;br /&gt;I wear jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite actor.&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still have something from when I was a baby. &lt;/b&gt;(my baby hair HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;I have stuffed animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m a shopoholic. &lt;/b&gt;(TELL ME ABOUT IT.)&lt;br /&gt;I’m eating.&lt;br /&gt;I’m drinking something.&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching something.&lt;br /&gt;I’m listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;I’m a hypocondriac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have ADD. &lt;/b&gt;(surelyyy, just not diagnosed only x))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have my ears pierced.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my eyebrow pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I have my lip pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I have my tongue pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I have my nose pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want more piercings. &lt;/b&gt;(ear only!!)&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want a tattoo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I chew gum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I eat mints.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I paint my nails.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear glasses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear contacts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear perfume. &lt;/b&gt;(toilette &amp;gt; parfum!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wear skirts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear body spray.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a watch. &lt;b&gt;(I need one! No time management D:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I carry a wallet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have braces. &lt;b&gt;(I want invisible braces :))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear retainers.&lt;br /&gt;I mostly wear pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mostly wear skirts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mostly wear shorts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mostly wear tank tops.&lt;br /&gt;I mostly wear t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;I mostly wear long sleeved.&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite season is winter.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite season is summer.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite season is spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite season is fall.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m a hopeless romantic. &lt;b&gt;(I guess, not anymore...:))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather live in the country than the city.&lt;br /&gt;I’d rather live in the city than the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like writing letters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d take another survey like this if it came around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay bedtime :) I'm happy right now cos............. hehe^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7698816293801848356?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7698816293801848356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-humor-me_4845.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7698816293801848356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7698816293801848356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We make our own fortunes, and call them fate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And what better excuse to choose a path than to insist it's our destiny?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;But at the end of the day, we all have to live with our choices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Another summer has come and gone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And what am I most thankful for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sometimes it's the truth you've been trying not to face, or the truth that will change your life. Sometimes it's the truth that's a long time coming. Or the truth that you prayed would never see the light of day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Some truths may not be heard the way we hoped they would. But they linger, long after they've been said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; But the kind of truth I'm most thankful for?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The kind you never see coming, that falls &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; into your lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;xoxo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3463247833103823605?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3463247833103823605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-make-our-own-fortunes-and-call-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3463247833103823605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3463247833103823605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/we-make-our-own-fortunes-and-call-them.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4289047342804292140</id><published>2011-06-25T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T01:18:54.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The One</title><content type='html'>Feelings don&amp;#39;t die easily, cos we keep feeding them with memories, that&amp;#39;s exactly why it&amp;#39;s so hard to move on. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time heals everything, and with time, these memories become childhood food, stuff that you look back and smile at. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can&amp;#39;t change their raging appetites, but feed them a little something else, you may like what you start to see. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings, very much like little kids, can't be controlled, but you can tweak them in your favor. all you need is some trickery, and a helper.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that kind soul, is The One. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4289047342804292140?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4289047342804292140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4289047342804292140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4289047342804292140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/one.html' title='The One'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2911957313257236906</id><published>2011-06-22T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:02:56.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much is too much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ID3xZfqpU/TgHUOzCFEFI/AAAAAAAADpI/UNs9ml-YvR8/s640/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My charger has arrived!!! So happy :DD and Pooh finally has a name she's called Winnie hahaha I know it's silly but so kawaii homaikot!! Guess who gave her the name lolol! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got new heels today at a STEAL; it's the kind with laces up front and I absolutely LUV it though it can be higher!! Club heels! Oh wait I'm not a clubber... x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo's on twitter! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you wanna ask just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/applespree" target="blank"&gt;Formspring me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I will answer EVERY question! :) But can you be nice &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2911957313257236906?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2911957313257236906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-much-is-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2911957313257236906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2911957313257236906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-much-is-too-much.html' title='How much is too much?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M5ID3xZfqpU/TgHUOzCFEFI/AAAAAAAADpI/UNs9ml-YvR8/s72-c/photo%2B%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4017444241440455373</id><published>2011-06-22T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:40:30.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything! :) &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/applespree" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/applespree&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4017444241440455373?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4017444241440455373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4017444241440455373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4017444241440455373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-4731506926426671382</id><published>2011-06-21T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T01:41:43.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before it explodes</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="371" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rbg6oBYOT5g?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbg6oBYOT5g" target="blank"&gt;Before it explodes - Charice &amp; Bruno Mars &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;It's not a question of love&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz our love has never changed.&lt;br /&gt;But all the little things keep piling up&lt;br /&gt;And life keeps getting in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make this harder than it is&lt;br /&gt;We both knew we'd come to this&lt;br /&gt;Better now than in a year&lt;br /&gt;With lots of tears&lt;br /&gt;And we both hate each other&lt;br /&gt;The fuse has already lit&lt;br /&gt;So how about a final kiss?&lt;br /&gt;And just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Stop the madness,&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;Before it's out of our control&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop the madness&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;We gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;Before it all explodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Some things we won't understand&lt;br /&gt;And we're both so tired of being misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;So let's just turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;And hold on to what was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't make this harder than it is&lt;br /&gt;We both knew we'd come to this&lt;br /&gt;Better now than in a year&lt;br /&gt;With lots of tears&lt;br /&gt;And we both hate each other&lt;br /&gt;The fuse has already lit&lt;br /&gt;So how about a final kiss?&lt;br /&gt;And just let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Stop the madness&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;Before it's out of our control&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop the madness&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;We gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;Before it all explodes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing that can save us&lt;br /&gt;We're too close to the end&lt;br /&gt;And what's the use of going on&lt;br /&gt;If we lie to each other, every word that is said&lt;br /&gt;It's too late for us now&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we can hear the countdown&lt;br /&gt;It's getting close&lt;br /&gt;Stop the madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;Before it's out of our control&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop the madness&lt;br /&gt;Before it explodes&lt;br /&gt;We gotta let it go&lt;br /&gt;Before it all explodes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, von meinem drahtlosen iPhone gesendet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-4731506926426671382?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/4731506926426671382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-it-explodes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4731506926426671382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/4731506926426671382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/before-it-explodes.html' title='Before it explodes'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rbg6oBYOT5g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1051413493934899776</id><published>2011-06-18T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:59:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frenulum.. AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYDwHQ2OdA/Tfywr6DaiHI/AAAAAAAADo4/Kk-VVHXHF34/s1600/image-733811.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619560703415978098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYDwHQ2OdA/Tfywr6DaiHI/AAAAAAAADo4/Kk-VVHXHF34/s400/image-733811.png" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But... x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1051413493934899776?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1051413493934899776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/frenulum-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1051413493934899776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1051413493934899776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/frenulum-again.html' title='Frenulum.. AGAIN.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7aYDwHQ2OdA/Tfywr6DaiHI/AAAAAAAADo4/Kk-VVHXHF34/s72-c/image-733811.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2022841968988403160</id><published>2011-06-17T03:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:29:04.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wowww Phuture's DJ is following me on twitter ^-^ I'm no clubber yo :o) teehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2022841968988403160?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2022841968988403160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/wowww-phuture-dj-is-following-me-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2022841968988403160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2022841968988403160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/wowww-phuture-dj-is-following-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5326939178306179276</id><published>2011-06-13T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T16:01:05.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You only get one shot, so make it count</title><content type='html'>I LOVE going out with my Sis ^-^ silly things we do, even if it's just a walk in the mart, or opening a tube of mints, turn out to be hilarious moments that'll stay. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she gave me a new haircut, it felt v different but looks amazing x)) (will post on twitter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to D's, and he said I looked the same. ~_~ Gajand shaved him bald cos I couldn't do it /wasn't doing it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned to play some ps3 shooting game with Clint, damn fricking funnnnnn I dunno what's it called STILL teehee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, von meinem drahtlosen iPhone gesendet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5326939178306179276?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5326939178306179276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-only-get-one-shot-so-make-it-count.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5326939178306179276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5326939178306179276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-only-get-one-shot-so-make-it-count.html' title='You only get one shot, so make it count'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5109382356065755991</id><published>2011-06-12T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:02:37.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now those days are gone - Bucks Fizz</title><content type='html'>Thinking…&lt;br /&gt;Long ago when we were young and free&lt;br /&gt;Love happened easily&lt;br /&gt;And dreams never died,&lt;br /&gt;Life sang a pretty song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying…&lt;br /&gt;Finding comfort in the friends we knew,&lt;br /&gt;Now it’s just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Trying alone;&lt;br /&gt;We used to get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with words&lt;br /&gt;When there’s nothing much to say,&lt;br /&gt;Searching to find what we lost along the way.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be one day our feelings changed?&lt;br /&gt;I hope we see it through&lt;br /&gt;Cos I just can’t stand the thought&lt;br /&gt;of life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming…&lt;br /&gt;Whispers echo on the summer wind&lt;br /&gt;Back when the love begins,&lt;br /&gt;When nights were so warm&lt;br /&gt;With stars we could wish upon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the chance&lt;br /&gt;But we lost it all somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Broken the spell&lt;br /&gt;And our dreams lie heavy now&lt;br /&gt;Could it be someday our feelings changed?&lt;br /&gt;I hope we see it through&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I just can’t stand the thought&lt;br /&gt;of life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘cos I just can’t stand the thought of life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking…&lt;br /&gt;Long ago when we were young and free&lt;br /&gt;Love happened suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;And we couldn’t see&lt;br /&gt;Where we were going wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now those days are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. THIS IS REALLY CREEPY cos I found this post as a draft and I only gave one person my password......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5109382356065755991?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5109382356065755991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-those-days-are-gone-bucks-fizz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5109382356065755991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5109382356065755991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-those-days-are-gone-bucks-fizz.html' title='Now those days are gone - Bucks Fizz'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2700141912861076523</id><published>2011-06-10T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T23:29:49.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! Virgin blogging via phone (^-^) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just laughing to myself over the fact that I thought D's TWIN brothers were 48 and 51 years old (respectively? Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found out it was actually his parents roflmao &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were talking about vacuum cleaners; I remembered complaining to JH how I lost my fav mini towel when I tried stepping one end of it and vacuuming the dust outta it, but it got wholly devoured by the cleaner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an unexplainable accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it didn't seem ridiculous when I was doing it /relating it to him until a puzzled him asked why the hell was I vacuuming a towel (like a carpet) instead of dumping it into the washing machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just really nervous cos I don't even know why I'm just hoping this isn't some bad omen, but usually my intuition's like, u know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I suck at story-telling, as in the kind I'm not given a script to deal with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave my sentences hanging, assuming the rest is obvious and people will just, you know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I just forget what I'm about to say so my story doesn't drive at anything, leaving people with, "That's all???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, von meinem drahtlosen iPhone gesendet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2700141912861076523?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2700141912861076523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-virgin-blogging-via-phone-i-was-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2700141912861076523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2700141912861076523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-virgin-blogging-via-phone-i-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-6239220256417909491</id><published>2011-06-08T14:23:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T14:53:34.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess she gave you things I didn't give you</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_fHoSynoqQk?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/_fHoSynoqQk"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Someone Like You - Adele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like... Someone Like You ;-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing night @TIMBRE with J, MC, Su and YH on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little off that night, what with the feverish throbbing headache and constant coughing. But it turned out great, thanks to a little self-deceit from catching Tequila Sunrise 'Consumption'. Tee hee hee :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I thought J looked very much more handsome... Then again, I said I was a little woozy that night~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilling at Clarke Quay after that dug out some stuff, though I would admit that half the time I wasn't exactly being truthful &lt;b&gt;for good reason&lt;/b&gt;, and neither was someone else. ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe if you had gotten me drunk I would've spilled the juicy...... but whatever!! We gotta get together again sometime. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time with more people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-6239220256417909491?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/6239220256417909491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-guess-she-gave-you-things-i-didnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6239220256417909491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/6239220256417909491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-guess-she-gave-you-things-i-didnt.html' title='I guess she gave you things I didn&apos;t give you'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_fHoSynoqQk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-5035025002544574839</id><published>2011-06-07T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:29:28.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can diseases be kinder...?</title><content type='html'>Why am I still in this constant on-and-off state of depression WHY? D: &amp;nbsp;I hate that becos of you and everything good of mine&lt;b&gt; you&lt;/b&gt; stole, I can't walk out of this shadow and it frustrates me but what's infuriating is that I can't do a single shit about it cos you're happy and I'm, well, py.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, imma take comfort in the fact that I'm literally half of h-a-p-p-y right now so... I ought to cheer up. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Stop favoriting emo tweets!!! :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to replying txts -----❥ さようなら~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-5035025002544574839?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/5035025002544574839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-diseases-not-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5035025002544574839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/5035025002544574839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/can-diseases-not-kill.html' title='Can diseases be kinder...?'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-3300911959905517347</id><published>2011-06-07T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T17:36:51.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>如果可以永远忘记 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-3300911959905517347?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/3300911959905517347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3300911959905517347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/3300911959905517347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7378583005772058443</id><published>2011-06-03T21:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T02:53:19.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But behind the scenes, she means the world to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="371" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xfeys7Jfnx8?rel=0" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll treat you like trash&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I really wanna do &lt;br /&gt;But you only date bad guys, so&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it my best try to&lt;br /&gt;treat you the way you want me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never open the door, or pull out a chair&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me how your day was but I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever get cold, you just have to heck it&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd be cold too if i gave you my jacket&lt;br /&gt;Like WOAH, you ain't sitting up front,&lt;br /&gt;Front is for the homies you can sit in the trunk&lt;br /&gt;I'll never answer my phone whenever you call it&lt;br /&gt;and when the waiter brings the bill, I never reach for my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll treat you like trash&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I really want to do &lt;br /&gt;But you only date bad guys, so&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it my best try to&lt;br /&gt;treat you the way you want me to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And imma beat you, in every competition&lt;br /&gt;Going out with the girls, you better get my permission&lt;br /&gt;Wait no, I take that back, you can't go&lt;br /&gt;House is on tonight and that's my favorite show&lt;br /&gt;"Do I look fat in this dress?" HELL YEAH, you do&lt;br /&gt;Wait let me speak your language, cows go moooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll treat you like trash&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I really want to do&lt;br /&gt;Ohh you only date bad guys, so&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it my best try to&lt;br /&gt;treat you the way you want me to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behind the scenes, she means the world to me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell her that she's beautiful, and show her that she's loved&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how much she's scared, tell her how much I care&lt;br /&gt;But that won't win her heart, BECAUSEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice guys finish last,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll treat you like trash&lt;br /&gt;It's not what I really want to do &lt;br /&gt;Oh you only date bad guys, so&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it my best try to&lt;br /&gt;treat you the way you want me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xfeys7Jfnx8" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;Nice Guy - Nigahiga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lyrics may be kinda off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7378583005772058443?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7378583005772058443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/but-behind-scenes-she-means-world-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7378583005772058443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7378583005772058443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/but-behind-scenes-she-means-world-to-me.html' title='But behind the scenes, she means the world to me'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xfeys7Jfnx8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-1810041083109698255</id><published>2011-06-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:01:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You taught me to love; I won't let you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HekWwfdvXWE/TeZQ0QUnPkI/AAAAAAAADos/HGN-vMu92Gw/s1600/galslooking.jpg" style="border: 2.5px white outset;" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I haven't had a wordy post in like, forever. To the extent I actually stared at the blank Compose box for a whole couple minutes, wondering where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is like a roller coaster. That, we all know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, I think I might have been depressed over the past couple months, leaning more towards bipolar disorder. THAT you didn't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just when you suddenly get picked up and tossed around, i.e. you get outnumbered by piles of shit flung in your way, you become confused and don't know whether to run or to fight back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you kinda just stand in between the two options, half-flailing, half-stumbling. And to be honest, I had not any idea what the hell I was doing either. I would say merely drifting in and out of my own world, behaving sufficiently sane to prevent further intrusion by unnecessary life beings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, of the many 'friends' I had, you see some evolve into forms highly resemblant of saints, and usually that's the point where everyone in my plight sees The Light.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I'm just grateful for everything and everyone in my life. I'd not name names, but I'm pretty sure we all recognize a good deed when we see one. So, BIG thank you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not intending to go back to square one, which explains 23rd May, so unless You're planning on bringing me down, don't as much as smile at me&lt;i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That much said, delightful thoughts! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pub night with D was impulsive, nevertheless an eye-opener. I can't quite remember which bar was it but if I ever do, the first person I'd tell is you. :))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interesting yet insulting conversation in the train bound for Clarke Quay :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**You know the look people have when they lean towards each other and whisper, all the while staring at you? Yes, it's the we-are-talking-about-you look except this time the girls weren't whispering.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl 1: (laughing) WTF seriously...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl 2: (in chinese) You give me money I also won't date this kinda guy [or man, cos she said 男人]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And it was the what-the-hell moment that you wish the ground would swallow you up whole. I mean, it wasn't an insult to me directly, but when you look at it from another POV, indirectly, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this is the moment I suddenly fear that D had decided to visit my blog and upon reading see his balls being cut off in more ways than one. Then again, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;which truth doesn't hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spring has ended but I haven't finished spring cleaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's new?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually, I just need to paint my room and apparently none of my friends know how to paint and I really don't wanna hire a painter cos I'm anal-retentive and I allow only certain people into my room. :x I guess that could wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OKAY I'M TIRED AND I NEED TO REPLY TXTS - - - - ❥ CIAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I... will learn to live before I die&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will learn to love and learn to try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not to give it all away&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-1810041083109698255?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/1810041083109698255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-taught-me-to-love-i-wont-let-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1810041083109698255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/1810041083109698255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-taught-me-to-love-i-wont-let-you.html' title='You taught me to love; I won&apos;t let you down.'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HekWwfdvXWE/TeZQ0QUnPkI/AAAAAAAADos/HGN-vMu92Gw/s72-c/galslooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-7115372624635448930</id><published>2011-05-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T01:12:27.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: #660000; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"DON'T GMH, IF YOU'RE GONNA LMD."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-7115372624635448930?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/7115372624635448930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-gmh-if-youre-gonna-lmd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7115372624635448930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/7115372624635448930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-gmh-if-youre-gonna-lmd.html' title=''/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3276632700708658988.post-2515600168395449068</id><published>2011-05-24T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:48:26.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi civilisation!</title><content type='html'>I am back. Er, kinda. :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLaHMfNf9v0/TdqIjS1cwiI/AAAAAAAADoU/MA1F37cVnvU/s640/pyzan.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know how sometimes you just grow automatically a gazillion times happier when you see certain people? :D yeah, that's me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RwDco70prnI/TdqHcIMWVzI/AAAAAAAADoA/krck96eBjZE/s320/pyrandydave.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went crazy driving and supper. Very very simple, you say, but no. Really. Just... &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tg7kdNUnpKY/TdqISeoWyVI/AAAAAAAADoM/4e3i2WZYAYo/s400/pyrandy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No hypocrisy, no awkward moments, everything laid bare. And, we are happy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ahWImC1Pog/TdqLN28GI4I/AAAAAAAADoY/JD1wnSlbU6Y/s400/ranclint.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the dimpled goodness in hearty smiles, we don't fight cos we know it's just lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMXQwVAcXHY/TdqLjlDfP1I/AAAAAAAADoc/YIQwjPTQ_SI/s1600/matpy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No race, religion, or age issues. We just, er, bond in Singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: -.6em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGwq-g0TKCQ/TdqOTCsMfWI/AAAAAAAADoo/p1D1YowalT8/s1600/matran.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And that's actually the best-est part of our gang. Chinese, Malay, Indian, Chindian, Javanese, Brunei (this is a joke!) and whatever. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a blessed child indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3276632700708658988-2515600168395449068?l=i-am-no-py.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/feeds/2515600168395449068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-civilisation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2515600168395449068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3276632700708658988/posts/default/2515600168395449068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-no-py.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-civilisation.html' title='Hi civilisation!'/><author><name>PY</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ySQeKDlSSv0/TGmBBvH2ghI/AAAAAAAADbg/7LyyKxG_q2s/S220/IMG00256-20100816-0054crop.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLaHMfNf9v0/TdqIjS1cwiI/AAAAAAAADoU/MA1F37cVnvU/s72-c/pyzan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
