<?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-7254081717950024247</id><updated>2012-01-15T15:02:46.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela T.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>329</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6374118133004166014</id><published>2010-01-01T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:28:21.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Said goodbye to 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's now 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People, got your new year resolutions? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6374118133004166014?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6374118133004166014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6374118133004166014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6374118133004166014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6374118133004166014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2010/01/said-goodbye-to-2009.html' title='2010.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4522564766543069629</id><published>2009-12-31T13:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T21:47:03.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Gathering '09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284920592468242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF6X4YiRI/AAAAAAAABS0/wDlCUZy53Io/s320/DSC00356.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have been going to school for 4 days straight since Monday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This year, BOP's supposed to have a leadership training camp, but we didn't manage to get a speaker, so the camp's replaced with more prefects' inauguration practice. =.=' Sad, I know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So basically, Monday and Tuesday were all about prefects' inauguration rehearsal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, Mass Gathering was held yesterday. Went to school early to finish the stage deco. And managed to complete the notice board as well. Gawd, that was close. =) The gathering started a little late 'cause we had to wait for the rest of the guests to turn up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF8AM_ozI/AAAAAAAABTU/pb5KknPxAyg/s1600-h/mass+gathering+stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284948596204338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF8AM_ozI/AAAAAAAABTU/pb5KknPxAyg/s320/mass+gathering+stage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Szyq1B5ofgI/AAAAAAAABUE/W1JF9O-t5x0/s1600-h/mass+gathering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421395879467187714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Szyq1B5ofgI/AAAAAAAABUE/W1JF9O-t5x0/s320/mass+gathering.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry for the poor lighting. =( It's much brighter in real though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The barbeque's supposed to be the last in the agenda, but we shifted it to the first. XD I tried fried ice-cream for the first time in my life! It tasted not bad. Haha. KPN came although she told me she couldn't come. But she left after the barbeque. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF7SsNR6I/AAAAAAAABTE/kurQs3WXA7c/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHiQJJ1hI/AAAAAAAABTc/Al8kHnpzHZI/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421286705221719570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHiQJJ1hI/AAAAAAAABTc/Al8kHnpzHZI/s320/DSC00375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF602QZrI/AAAAAAAABS8/y79d-YP_H4A/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284928368174770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF602QZrI/AAAAAAAABS8/y79d-YP_H4A/s320/DSC00373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF7g5x5xI/AAAAAAAABTM/_tGlTcSkudw/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421284940194113298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF7g5x5xI/AAAAAAAABTM/_tGlTcSkudw/s320/DSC00374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHioIE8hI/AAAAAAAABTk/dR7OcPbFIKI/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421286711659655698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHioIE8hI/AAAAAAAABTk/dR7OcPbFIKI/s320/DSC00376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHjHt-veI/AAAAAAAABTs/DHA6yGHiRz4/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421286720140131810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHjHt-veI/AAAAAAAABTs/DHA6yGHiRz4/s320/DSC00377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, we had performances according to our respective forms after everyone finished eating. The form 4 prefects played a video that they filmed as their performance. It was so awesome, and yea, it got everyone laughing so much. They can be the second Nigahiga! Played a few games before the gathering ended then helped to clean up the area. Lee Sa made me take the whole bag of leftover charcoal home. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I arrived at home, my sis spotted a Shih Tzu by the staircase. It looked like it was abandoned. Of course, it was super cute as well! So Dad went around to ask the neighbours whether anyone lost it or something but to no avail. Sis and I played with it, and we realized that there was a part of its abdomen which was swollen. We thought that was the reason it was left alone. Turned out we were wrong. Guessed its owner heard my dad asking about the dog from the third floor. So they came to collect the Shih Tzu and we said goodbye. =( Oh, and the swell wouldn't do any harm to it 'cause we found out from its owner that its belly button wasn't tied properly when it was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHj1AhGSI/AAAAAAAABT8/KHJaXa5jodQ/s1600-h/DSC00387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421286732297476386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHj1AhGSI/AAAAAAAABT8/KHJaXa5jodQ/s320/DSC00387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHjWm9wfI/AAAAAAAABT0/JBA7CmwHdY4/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421286724137239026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxHjWm9wfI/AAAAAAAABT0/JBA7CmwHdY4/s320/DSC00384.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OMG, *squeal*! I still miss that adorable thing though. =S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Btw, CLS students're so unfortunate 'cause we had to go to school today for some orientation crap. =.=' So we found out who our next year's form teacher is. *smacks forefead* That was a totally bad thing to know though. Sigh. Good luck to Chi Yan for she was elected as class monitor, it's really not easy being one. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2009's coming to an end, and may 2010 be a better year for everyone! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4522564766543069629?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4522564766543069629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4522564766543069629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4522564766543069629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4522564766543069629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/mass-gathering-09.html' title='Mass Gathering &apos;09.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzxF6X4YiRI/AAAAAAAABS0/wDlCUZy53Io/s72-c/DSC00356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4972858451840305286</id><published>2009-12-29T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T16:53:16.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mass Gathering's tomorrow! Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not excited. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SznDUOT1H-I/AAAAAAAABSs/PPxnGiDmUnY/s1600-h/mass+gathering+sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420578378723172322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SznDUOT1H-I/AAAAAAAABSs/PPxnGiDmUnY/s320/mass+gathering+sd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Credit goes to Shu Yao for this! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4972858451840305286?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4972858451840305286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4972858451840305286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4972858451840305286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4972858451840305286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/mass-gatherings-tomorrow-dont-get-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SznDUOT1H-I/AAAAAAAABSs/PPxnGiDmUnY/s72-c/mass+gathering+sd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3987558887860870599</id><published>2009-12-27T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:36:53.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL AKA POLAR BEAR! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR WISHES COME TRUE AND HAVE A GOOD YEAR AHEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3987558887860870599?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3987558887860870599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3987558887860870599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3987558887860870599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3987558887860870599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-daniel-aka-polar-bear-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3423623606627169645</id><published>2009-12-25T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T12:20:29.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's my pressie?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3423623606627169645?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3423623606627169645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3423623606627169645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3423623606627169645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3423623606627169645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas_25.html' title='Christmas. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8100533764234944714</id><published>2009-12-24T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T14:10:58.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The words 'DOWNLOAD' and 'INSTALL' actually makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always thought that in cellphones, they meant the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye phone credit. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 'sim thia' man. *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8100533764234944714?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8100533764234944714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8100533764234944714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8100533764234944714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8100533764234944714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/word-download-and-install-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4199380389050539234</id><published>2009-12-23T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:51:37.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEs_pzwxI/AAAAAAAABQs/8rcwIm3mPI4/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418046629006787346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEs_pzwxI/AAAAAAAABQs/8rcwIm3mPI4/s320/DSC00226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a random pic. XD It's a melon chocolate from Japan. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEtImlh1I/AAAAAAAABQ0/2QPoMp7W5fc/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418046631409190738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEtImlh1I/AAAAAAAABQ0/2QPoMp7W5fc/s320/DSC00228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PFAOG's church members rehearsing for their performance on Thursday evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to Dewan Sri Pinang last Thursday. Had dinner nearby with the rest before it started. The whole auditorium was so full. Vi and I saved seats for our crazy gang of people. Lol. Man, it wasn't easy since there were so many people without seats and the ushers kept asking us whether the seats were taken. =.=' Then watched the Christmas drama. It was nice. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEtnYVUWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/lk2LTizkIZA/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418046639670907234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEtnYVUWI/AAAAAAAABQ8/lk2LTizkIZA/s320/DSC00229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Scenery taken while having dinner. Yea, ignore the pails and tables etc.&lt;/p&gt;Visited Tropical Spice Garden on Friday. We were given a tour around the place till it started raining quite heavily. &gt;.&lt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI9D09vUI/AAAAAAAABRc/0yzgUdWRNlY/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418051303051738434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI9D09vUI/AAAAAAAABRc/0yzgUdWRNlY/s320/DSC00233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI9U5BD_I/AAAAAAAABRk/TZfNsiUq8Og/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418051307632136178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI9U5BD_I/AAAAAAAABRk/TZfNsiUq8Og/s320/DSC00240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI83eEwNI/AAAAAAAABRU/1tBFqJ5Sy8U/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418051299734503634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDI83eEwNI/AAAAAAAABRU/1tBFqJ5Sy8U/s320/DSC00242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEudaYpqI/AAAAAAAABRM/KTh_NF8sMw0/s1600-h/N.A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418046654175028898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEudaYpqI/AAAAAAAABRM/KTh_NF8sMw0/s320/N.A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEuK29nYI/AAAAAAAABRE/He9JilKksOA/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418046649194618242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEuK29nYI/AAAAAAAABRE/He9JilKksOA/s320/DSC00253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sis bought me J.Co Donuts when she came back from her hangout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to school on Monday. Was supposed to help out in the video for inauguration, but since Deidre and I were the only junior prefects who turned up besides a few of the seniors, we did nothing but talked crap. Helped mum to make 'tang yuan' in the evening. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMls4AUDI/AAAAAAAABSE/xQSgcNMxVvw/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418055299799994418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMls4AUDI/AAAAAAAABSE/xQSgcNMxVvw/s320/DSC00320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Somehow, I like the colors! Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday was fun! Arrived in school at 9 for table tennis practice. Coach brought along the robot he kept telling us about last time. Not used to playing against it though. Still, it was awesome. =) Headed to Little Angel for lunch with Vi, Dei, Dian and Chandreena. Then back to school and started preparing our props for our performance for the upcoming Mass Gathering. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMkVII07I/AAAAAAAABRs/q0D9UBtbH7E/s1600-h/DSC00316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418055276245341106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMkVII07I/AAAAAAAABRs/q0D9UBtbH7E/s320/DSC00316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMkwOug7I/AAAAAAAABR0/njSkfE8gibI/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418055283520734130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMkwOug7I/AAAAAAAABR0/njSkfE8gibI/s320/DSC00317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMle77Q3I/AAAAAAAABR8/xoOL_UuPzgE/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418055296058344306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDMle77Q3I/AAAAAAAABR8/xoOL_UuPzgE/s320/DSC00318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally managed to start working on the notice board. Can't wait to finish it. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Good luck to those who're receiving their PMR results tomorrow! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S : Blog won't be updated that often due to laziness. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4199380389050539234?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4199380389050539234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4199380389050539234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4199380389050539234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4199380389050539234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-random-pic_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SzDEs_pzwxI/AAAAAAAABQs/8rcwIm3mPI4/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-450151199314814854</id><published>2009-12-16T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T17:01:42.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There, an update.</title><content type='html'>Let's see, I have nothing much to update about actually. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for community service last week. It was fun! Had lunch at McD with the rest. Man, the weather was so effing hot that I ended up with a headache. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejCaIfKI/AAAAAAAABQE/SO7pe8O85pg/s1600-h/15841_209093924048_583679048_2877642_5499403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415752876692110498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejCaIfKI/AAAAAAAABQE/SO7pe8O85pg/s320/15841_209093924048_583679048_2877642_5499403_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vi and her super steam and blur face. XD &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : Vi, don't hate me for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejmMdBLI/AAAAAAAABQU/IYAkoQ5X6SA/s1600-h/15841_209185094048_583679048_2877815_3228672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415752886298412210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejmMdBLI/AAAAAAAABQU/IYAkoQ5X6SA/s320/15841_209185094048_583679048_2877815_3228672_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;KW and MS at work, NOT. =.=' Bet they were posing for the cam. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejbabMEI/AAAAAAAABQM/2L2QEnsaC_4/s1600-h/15841_215147139048_583679048_2896835_7113194_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415752883404222530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejbabMEI/AAAAAAAABQM/2L2QEnsaC_4/s320/15841_215147139048_583679048_2896835_7113194_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ezra's 'masterpiece', created at McD. So gross man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had to go to school to help out with the registration of the new Form Ones yesterday. So-called 'ushering' was boring. =( But I survived, for four hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Gonna' attend PFAOG's annual Christmas presentation tomorrow night. Not involved in GOH. Yay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyihYBAGAYI/AAAAAAAABQc/fr5ebzxaOHU/s1600-h/16270_191420363461_696343461_3055767_873633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415755985870782850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyihYBAGAYI/AAAAAAAABQc/fr5ebzxaOHU/s320/16270_191420363461_696343461_3055767_873633_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now I shall crack my head for ideas to decorate the prefects' organization notice board. Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-450151199314814854?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/450151199314814854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=450151199314814854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/450151199314814854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/450151199314814854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-update.html' title='There, an update.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SyiejCaIfKI/AAAAAAAABQE/SO7pe8O85pg/s72-c/15841_209093924048_583679048_2877642_5499403_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6314642450511751275</id><published>2009-12-10T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:59:41.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG OMG OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY WHY WHY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'M SO DEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S : Get well soon Vi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-6314642450511751275?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6314642450511751275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6314642450511751275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6314642450511751275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6314642450511751275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-omg-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-779459983772912661</id><published>2009-12-08T19:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:13:31.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL &amp; Genting trip.</title><content type='html'>1st December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to EQ Hotel for Christmas caroling. Got to eat during the buffet for free. The cakes made me so full man. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412823926308969298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42rr9hm1I/AAAAAAAABOc/XFg9h1k5GcE/s320/15936_193621702963_762302963_2908247_7970441_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Headed to church later 'cause that was where we would depart for the trip to KL and Genting Highlands. Boarded the bus after registration and the briefings were done. Stopped at a nasi kandar shop for supper. Was still full so I didn't eat anything. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42rzFJmHI/AAAAAAAABOk/pJsEF054z5I/s1600-h/15936_194333822963_762302963_2913849_3386493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412823928219998322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42rzFJmHI/AAAAAAAABOk/pJsEF054z5I/s320/15936_194333822963_762302963_2913849_3386493_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2nd December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at KL at around 5 plus a.m. Had breakfast in a coffee shop. Wanted to go to Old Town White Coffee but we had to follow the rest. =( Our next stop was the BB shop since it was still early. Nothing much there though. Sigh. The National Science Museum was next. Kelly met up with us there. The museum was sort of a letdown since there wasn't anything unique there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42sC-7F7I/AAAAAAAABOs/ASnChvbebAQ/s1600-h/15936_194372997963_762302963_2914671_7745003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412823932488849330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42sC-7F7I/AAAAAAAABOs/ASnChvbebAQ/s320/15936_194372997963_762302963_2914671_7745003_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48KGx9HaI/AAAAAAAABPc/Xdugay8bXIk/s1600-h/15936_195009142963_762302963_2920643_7791849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412829946462412194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48KGx9HaI/AAAAAAAABPc/Xdugay8bXIk/s320/15936_195009142963_762302963_2920643_7791849_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went to KLCC. Explored the place with Vi, Char, Ezra, Alwin, KJ, MS, KW and Daryl. Had lunch at KFC together. We took more than an hour just to finish eating 'cause we were too busy joking and laughing. Lol. That was fun. =) Managed to check in to YMCA earlier than we were supposed to. The place was much better than what we had expected. Haha. So all of us got to wash up and Mid Valley here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42suzsWwI/AAAAAAAABO0/Pr4pG6iZG0M/s1600-h/DSCF0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412823944252906242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42suzsWwI/AAAAAAAABO0/Pr4pG6iZG0M/s320/DSCF0971.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48KZTX7fI/AAAAAAAABPk/9IYzN2Wyl04/s1600-h/15936_195047872963_762302963_2920860_4360757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412829951434419698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48KZTX7fI/AAAAAAAABPk/9IYzN2Wyl04/s320/15936_195047872963_762302963_2920860_4360757_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hanged around with the same people at Mid Valley. Had dinner at the food court. Then the guys wanted to play pool. Hence, Vi, Char and I left for the arcade. Lol. Was playing halfway till I turned around and saw KW there. =.=' Apparently, KW and Daryl left those guys who were playing pool. So we played a few rounds of games at the arcade and the five of us went bowling. MS and the others came to join us after their pool. But it seemed that our games ended once they stepped into the bowling centre. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44yEjrgTI/AAAAAAAABPM/vJQpXx8I6I0/s1600-h/10834_193765167411_712137411_2885528_2707724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412826235013923122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44yEjrgTI/AAAAAAAABPM/vJQpXx8I6I0/s320/10834_193765167411_712137411_2885528_2707724_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Returned to YMCA and we sang a birthday song for Jing Kae and Char. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx4_AAWYv6I/AAAAAAAABP8/5OOLHFAFgTQ/s1600-h/15936_195065632963_762302963_2920954_748621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412833071472361378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx4_AAWYv6I/AAAAAAAABP8/5OOLHFAFgTQ/s320/15936_195065632963_762302963_2920954_748621_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Basically, our day in KL wasn't that bad. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd December 2009. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had breakfast at YMCA's cafeteria. Then left for Genting Highlands. New Moon was played in the bus during our journey. Watched it for a while and fell asleep. Heh. Woke up and arrived at Genting Skyway. Went up in the cable car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48K7D7F5I/AAAAAAAABPs/NiZ4Sgzp-hg/s1600-h/15936_195107637963_762302963_2921164_2567443_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412829960496420754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx48K7D7F5I/AAAAAAAABPs/NiZ4Sgzp-hg/s320/15936_195107637963_762302963_2921164_2567443_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It wasn't long till Vi and I met Wan Xin and Wan Ying. Those two were nice enough to come along with us. Had lunch at Burger King. Went on rides and also bowling again. Lol. Met the officers and the guys there. Had dinner and followed WX to the resort they were staying in. Her parents're really nice people. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42tO51bLI/AAAAAAAABO8/F2cehOyBjLs/s1600-h/DSCF1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412823952868601010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42tO51bLI/AAAAAAAABO8/F2cehOyBjLs/s320/DSCF1176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44xq5BYgI/AAAAAAAABPE/4ihQWrzEGJA/s1600-h/DSCF1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412826228124115458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44xq5BYgI/AAAAAAAABPE/4ihQWrzEGJA/s320/DSCF1258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Conclusion : Day at Genting Highlands would have sucked a total lot if those two weren't there. =S &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4th December 2009. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had breakfast with Angeline at the cafeteria again. 'Cause we were the earliest to wake up, I think. Anyway, we checked out of YMCA and Sir Joel carried out a short sharing session in the bus. Headed to Sunway Pyramid after that. KrsytleG and the rest wanted to explore the place but we ended up in the arcade instead. Char got addicted to Para Para. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went for lunch at A&amp;amp;W. Then went ice skating with KrystleG, Beatrice and Vi. We almost fell at first. Man, Beatrice picked up really fast. She was skating everywhere while we were still holding on to the walls. =.=' KW and the rest came to the skating ring as well. Ezra was so funny since he couldn't get himself to skate to the front. Instead, he went back and back and back then kaboom! Got the hang of skating after a while. That was one of the best parts of the trip. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Left KL for Penang. The journey back was awesome though. Laughed so much thanks to Ezra and gang. Haha. Stopped at Tapah for dinner and laughed all the way till we reached 286. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44ygFZOnI/AAAAAAAABPU/_DCJIc6xHOw/s1600-h/DSCF1364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412826242403089010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx44ygFZOnI/AAAAAAAABPU/_DCJIc6xHOw/s320/DSCF1364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Overall, the trip wasn't that bad la. Hah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ILY people who made my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-779459983772912661?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/779459983772912661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=779459983772912661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/779459983772912661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/779459983772912661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/kl-genting-trip.html' title='KL &amp; Genting trip.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sx42rr9hm1I/AAAAAAAABOc/XFg9h1k5GcE/s72-c/15936_193621702963_762302963_2908247_7970441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3353394322166245109</id><published>2009-12-01T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:00:56.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby say goodbye to my PC, TV, bed, dogs, cat, coffee, yadda yadda yadda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you might think that I've gone nuts. In fact, I am! Heh. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, do try the Konami code to see my message! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3353394322166245109?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3353394322166245109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3353394322166245109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3353394322166245109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3353394322166245109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-all-i-hereby-say-goodbye-to-my-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-657207462884006406</id><published>2009-11-30T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:49:26.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE ANOTHER YEAR 'YOUNGER' NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAY YOU BE BLESSED WITH JOY AND LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-657207462884006406?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/657207462884006406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=657207462884006406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/657207462884006406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/657207462884006406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-mum-youre-another-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-376549809007609868</id><published>2009-11-30T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:34:13.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Konami code.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to Yao, the Konami code is finally available on my blog! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hit these buttons on your keyboard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Down&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow's the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-376549809007609868?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/376549809007609868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=376549809007609868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/376549809007609868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/376549809007609868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/konami-code.html' title='Konami code.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2474957882630008366</id><published>2009-11-29T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:50:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;People! I think I'm getting a fever! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2 more days to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2474957882630008366?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2474957882630008366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2474957882630008366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2474957882630008366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2474957882630008366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/people-i-think-im-getting-fever-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3148841975144639069</id><published>2009-11-27T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:07:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=' The weather this afternoon was burning hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I had to walk all the way to a shopping mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S : I was reluctant to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks so much to mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blaah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish it was raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3148841975144639069?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3148841975144639069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3148841975144639069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3148841975144639069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3148841975144639069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-489555445808547512</id><published>2009-11-25T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:25:45.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDull.</title><content type='html'>Sis borrowed another show from her friend -&gt; McDull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute and funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, life currently still sucks, but at least I had a good laugh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pze16Z4I9GY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pze16Z4I9GY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umbanana! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just found out that there're lots more in Youtube. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I finally have something to cheer me up! Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-489555445808547512?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/489555445808547512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=489555445808547512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/489555445808547512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/489555445808547512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/mcdull.html' title='McDull.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4521820021446346496</id><published>2009-11-24T16:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:18:59.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Youtube is killing me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The buffering's so slow! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I survived today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall get more novels to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finished the ones I borrowed from Shu Yao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVA-cP0wI/AAAAAAAABMw/oDQ0XpTqSgw/s1600/princess+diaries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407579621582426882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVA-cP0wI/AAAAAAAABMw/oDQ0XpTqSgw/s320/princess+diaries.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVBRlf-mI/AAAAAAAABM4/CF_9IA7VNac/s1600/princess+in+the+spotlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407579626721507938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVBRlf-mI/AAAAAAAABM4/CF_9IA7VNac/s320/princess+in+the+spotlight.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVBrpIUcI/AAAAAAAABNA/LEe-nSM3eTM/s1600/princess+in+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407579633716056514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVBrpIUcI/AAAAAAAABNA/LEe-nSM3eTM/s320/princess+in+love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVCQEc4gI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ul4JORtMabg/s1600/party+princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407579643494326786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVCQEc4gI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ul4JORtMabg/s320/party+princess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVB6AvW6I/AAAAAAAABNI/j4yfW-X8kVo/s1600/princess+on+the+brink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407579637573180322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVB6AvW6I/AAAAAAAABNI/j4yfW-X8kVo/s320/princess+on+the+brink.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yikes, this post looks so pinky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I ever mention that I hate &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-4521820021446346496?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4521820021446346496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4521820021446346496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4521820021446346496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4521820021446346496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/youtube-is-killing-me-bufferings-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwuVA-cP0wI/AAAAAAAABMw/oDQ0XpTqSgw/s72-c/princess+diaries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2967579846539788207</id><published>2009-11-23T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:23:29.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hereby declare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU SUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/7254081717950024247-2967579846539788207?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2967579846539788207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2967579846539788207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2967579846539788207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2967579846539788207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hereby-declare-you-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4045293715042036444</id><published>2009-11-23T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:03:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwozE5pusKI/AAAAAAAABMo/VsLSyyCFpmE/s1600/orphan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407190461900042402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwozE5pusKI/AAAAAAAABMo/VsLSyyCFpmE/s320/orphan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watched this on Saturday. It's nice! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored,&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4045293715042036444?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4045293715042036444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4045293715042036444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4045293715042036444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4045293715042036444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/orphan.html' title='Orphan.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwozE5pusKI/AAAAAAAABMo/VsLSyyCFpmE/s72-c/orphan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3748704014802846460</id><published>2009-11-22T15:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T16:02:12.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Adeline's birthday! I mean, Vivien's sis. =) HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ADELINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwjvSCQXeuI/AAAAAAAABMg/exqNrXfkyhw/s1600/ba+donuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406834445780482786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwjvSCQXeuI/AAAAAAAABMg/exqNrXfkyhw/s320/ba+donuts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B.A Donuts that we bought on Friday. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently under pressure, don't ask why. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That would be all I suppose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3748704014802846460?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3748704014802846460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3748704014802846460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3748704014802846460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3748704014802846460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-adelines-birthday-i-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwjvSCQXeuI/AAAAAAAABMg/exqNrXfkyhw/s72-c/ba+donuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5056982402510117897</id><published>2009-11-20T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T20:32:10.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently listening to -&gt; 七天追到你 by Rynn Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, oh and...HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of school for year 2009. And that meant that my duty as a class monitor's now over! Like, YAY IT'S OVER! I've been waiting for ages for this day. Seriously, no one would ever wanna' be the monitor for 2U. Trust me. They actually had to ruin my last moments of being a monitor, with all those shouting and laughing and blahh! Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one-hour recess today. Some of us decided to buy B.A Donuts since we had leftover money in the class fund. Gave Pn Soon aka our form teacher some donuts too. I'm gonna' miss Pn Soon. =( She has been so patient with us yet all she received was a letdown. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's over for this year at least. Time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5056982402510117897?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5056982402510117897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5056982402510117897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5056982402510117897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5056982402510117897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/currently-listening-to-by-rynn-lim.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6759094470768103798</id><published>2009-11-19T15:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T20:43:18.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was yet another day without lessons, not to mention, full of craps and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we returned to class and received our PAT result slips from our form teacher. BM was a totally free period since the teacher didn't enter the class even though I informed her. Oh well. At least I got to continue reading novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, people from Danzity came to our school for one of the programmes held for the Form Three students. SY and CY were so darn excited to watch those guys. They actually screamed when Pn Ann said they could go to the Beach Hall to watch. =.=' According to those two, one guy downstairs was HOT. They ended up watching them dance outside the class and not at the Beach Hall. How sad for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi and I were like, "Really that hot meh?". So when we headed to the staffroom, we went, "Chehh. Like that pun hot." Haha. Btw, thank you Shu Yao for the brownies! They're delicious! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue, Vi was like : Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out that her skirt buckle somehow came off. Poor thing. So she used safety pins instead. And I couldn't stop myself from bursting into laughter everytime I looked at her. Her expression was...undescribeable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Vasugi decided that she should not torture us with 'The Prisoner of Zenda' during Civics, since it's our last lesson with her. She made us play a guessing game, though I would rather finish the novel that I've been spending days on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols are near! Tomorrow's my last day of being a class monitor! Omg, I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and mum broke a good news to me. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6759094470768103798?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6759094470768103798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6759094470768103798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6759094470768103798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6759094470768103798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-yet-another-day-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-658523443271467770</id><published>2009-11-18T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:01:37.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reasons why I despise that old hag : She...&lt;br /&gt;1. Is unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;2. Blames without an evidence strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;3. Forgets whatever she has said in the past.&lt;br /&gt;4. Is not understanding.&lt;br /&gt;5. Is conservative.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wants and does everything her own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc, etc, etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, there're just too many reasons. Btw, I heard that she's blacklisted! Yet we are so effing unfortunate to have her here. =.=' Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLAUDIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School was just like usual. Most of the teachers didn't enter class. So I practically read a novel and slept. Ended up being awake thanks to LPG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school with the rest of the Form Two prefects. To discuss about our performance for the upcoming Mass Gathering. Laughed like crazy. JaniceH was so hillarious! Dad said my face looked so red when he came to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My hols are so packed. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-658523443271467770?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/658523443271467770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=658523443271467770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/658523443271467770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/658523443271467770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/reasons-why-i-despise-that-old-hag-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4586307573374321576</id><published>2009-11-17T17:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:29:50.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY XIN YI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday was fun! Pn Rohayatun let us bake pizza. And we had an assembly before that. Fortunately, the principal was absent, so there wasn't any super long speech. Phew. Mr Chan's speeches are much better. Short and simple! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my apron and borrowed one from Shu Yao the night before. Turned out that she forgot. Haha. Managed to borrow one from a canteen operator. Anyway, we started with the toppings for the pizza, then the dough. All of us completely forgot that there was another piece of dough (large one), hence looking at the leftover chicken, we started to finish it up till we realized the dough was just on the table. Heh. Thank God there was enough chicken left. Got extra pieces of pizza 'cause Kahini's a vegetarian so she gave hers to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English, Felicia and I skipped class to help LPG with the choir costumes. Finished early but stayed in the 'Bilik Serbaguna' aka the music room. Ended up sleeping there for a while. Woke up then watched a Korean horror movie with Nishaa and the rest before heading back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it was raining in the morning and I was like : Yay! No need for me to do Beach Hall Form 3 today! Much to my disappointment, it stopped raining when I reached school. So my duty had to go on. And damn those stupid announcements in the staffroom. The teachers always have so much to announce on Tuesdays. Plain unfair man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Gurjeet came out from the staff room during assembly and carried out the streaming of classes for year 2010. Which meant I had to stand in front of the staffroom even longer. Goodness. Oh and she sure did give a piece of her mind to the Form Ones. I so agree with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, congratulations Mun Ling for advancing into 2J next year! You're soooo much better than that useless monitor of yours. No offence, but it's a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I've read recently :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwJ31gnm1JI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Gl1jtKweJLo/s1600/jinx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405014263970845842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwJ31gnm1JI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Gl1jtKweJLo/s320/jinx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwJ31dgIO3I/AAAAAAAABMI/UGK_A022dLI/s1600/boy+meets+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 212px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405014263134174066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwJ31dgIO3I/AAAAAAAABMI/UGK_A022dLI/s320/boy+meets+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just to add some pictures to my blog. It's getting all wordy again. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S : Good luck to all SPM and STPM candidates! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dreaming, am I?&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4586307573374321576?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4586307573374321576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4586307573374321576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4586307573374321576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4586307573374321576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-fun-pn-rohayatun-let-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SwJ31gnm1JI/AAAAAAAABMQ/Gl1jtKweJLo/s72-c/jinx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4614923773744094530</id><published>2009-11-15T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:28:21.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my lil' cousin bro's kindergarten graduation concert. Wanted to watch him, but I couldn't make it. So my uncle recorded it. Couldn't stop myself from laughing throughout the whole video. I wasn't being mean, it was just that the kids were so cute and blur! My cousin bro was one of them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Gurney yesterday with my family, and ended up buying nothing for myself. =( Read Shu Yao's Princess Diaries by Meg Cabot. The book's nice btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning to have breakfast. Then headed to church. Attended service first. P.S : Sorry Su Hui! Had lunch with Stella, Vivian, etc nearby after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During juniors' session, Sir Joel taught me how to play Feliz Navidad. He's an awesome guitarist. The rest arrived for the carolling practice then. Ezra wasn't present, so Raymond ended up being the only guitarist. Well, at least Sir Joel's there to guide him. P.S : Good luck Raymond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*NOTE TO SELF : HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED IT LAST TWO WEEKS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shall be more alert in future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4614923773744094530?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4614923773744094530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4614923773744094530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4614923773744094530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4614923773744094530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-was-my-lil-cousin-bros.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6029715545802608217</id><published>2009-11-13T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:41:14.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't bear to stare at the screen anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't feel like replying any texts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything seems so dark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I have the faintest idea about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I was over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or am I not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never liked this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For God's sake, I don't even know what is running through my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we go again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6029715545802608217?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6029715545802608217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6029715545802608217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6029715545802608217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6029715545802608217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1451505391119086316</id><published>2009-11-12T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:58:52.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating lately people. Was too lazy to do so. Apparently, I was busy reading novels. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to summarize my week so far, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in particular. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Fell down when I was walking to the car early in the morning. Shu Yao got May Peng to help me bandage/whatever you call it. Thanks both of you. =) Anyway, everyone who passed the ICT corner stared at me and asked what's wrong. Goodness. =.=' Had music class after school and many of my classmates skipped it. They said the SPBT books were a burden and therefore, went home early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Helped Pn Lim to sort our the choir costumes AGAIN with Vivien. Skipped class for 3 periods. Stayed back for LAD, thank God Shu Yao was there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;No lessons at all. After recess was fun. We got to cook edibles aka food! Class was separated into 5 groups. Then we got to eat other groups' food, and Pn Rohayatun made us orange juice. So nice of her. And she allowed us to cook again next week! =) Had violin class after school. We tortured (not literally) KrystleG by confusing her with those music notes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, when we stepped out of the 'Bilik Masakan', we saw the principal talking to herself. Well, at least we thought so. So freaky man. Then Deidre went to take a better look, it turned out that she was talking to one of the canteen operators. Swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Till then, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-1451505391119086316?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1451505391119086316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1451505391119086316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1451505391119086316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1451505391119086316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-for-not-updating-lately-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8642699272927079704</id><published>2009-11-07T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:26:09.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 09'.</title><content type='html'>We celebrated Thanksgiving yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had one-hour recess. The school gave us free ice-cream. Fortunately, I didn't have duty so I was free to wander around. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess, everyone entered the school hall. Managed to get a fine view of everything since I did not have to be seated. Saras and Lai Zhu were the emcees for the day. They have talent! Lol. And Mrs Amy Tan was the guest! Wished she's still our principal. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Thanksgiving theme for our school was 'Heal The World' if I wasn't wrong. Anyway, the event started with a speech from Pn Lee, then some presentation of awards. The non-teaching staff received hampers as tokens of appreciation too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a slide presentation about the environment and a quiz as well. Stella was so desperate to answer but Hooi Ping didn't notice her all along. What a pity. Had a good laugh though. And finally, the highlight of the day, a performance by the school's orchestra group. Wouldn't consider them as orchestra since they're only a small group. Their performance was awesome! Genia's ballet was nice and Rebecca and Krystle's singing wasn't bad. KrystleY, Denise, Sau Cheng and Ming Yen performed too. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Pn Shirley carried out a sing-along session. Was fun though. That marked the end of our Thanksgiving celebration this year. People, especially the fifth formers began to get emotional. Tears brimming and hugs. =( Will miss my form five friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223285255111858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_9gYzBLI/AAAAAAAABLE/zoukJ6IKLCc/s320/12133_169513868233_600383233_2812092_1419441_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Angeline prepared these for so many people. How nice of her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_97uBOWI/AAAAAAAABLM/PzrgnuiUWek/s1600-h/12133_169513918233_600383233_2812100_3479882_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223292591880546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_97uBOWI/AAAAAAAABLM/PzrgnuiUWek/s320/12133_169513918233_600383233_2812100_3479882_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My presents from Vivien, Shu Yao and Angeline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-NKqB9I/AAAAAAAABLU/-espSEt22xo/s1600-h/12133_169513733233_600383233_2812070_2009871_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223297275398098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-NKqB9I/AAAAAAAABLU/-espSEt22xo/s320/12133_169513733233_600383233_2812070_2009871_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-V_27HI/AAAAAAAABLc/o9grEfUmdRo/s1600-h/12133_169513953233_600383233_2812105_7935144_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223299646024818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-V_27HI/AAAAAAAABLc/o9grEfUmdRo/s320/12133_169513953233_600383233_2812105_7935144_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hampers for the non-teaching staff. And the musicians rehearsing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-h2sujI/AAAAAAAABLk/dhGBdliKjNE/s1600-h/12133_169514188233_600383233_2812145_3508519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401223302828833330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_-h2sujI/AAAAAAAABLk/dhGBdliKjNE/s320/12133_169514188233_600383233_2812145_3508519_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Denyse and Hizreen giving their message on the stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvUCgwl1OZI/AAAAAAAABLw/SK_0kgUW8GE/s1600-h/12133_169514358233_600383233_2812176_2638131_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401226089923426706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvUCgwl1OZI/AAAAAAAABLw/SK_0kgUW8GE/s320/12133_169514358233_600383233_2812176_2638131_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401226096438987250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvUChI3QyfI/AAAAAAAABL4/5s2ALFlR92U/s320/12133_169514298233_600383233_2812164_4109277_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Performance by the musicians. XD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvUChWMDKRI/AAAAAAAABMA/q_3EVNfJHBI/s1600-h/12133_169514563233_600383233_2812207_3188850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401226100015835410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvUChWMDKRI/AAAAAAAABMA/q_3EVNfJHBI/s320/12133_169514563233_600383233_2812207_3188850_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pn Shirley's sing-along session.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S : Credits to Shu Yao for the photos. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8642699272927079704?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8642699272927079704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8642699272927079704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8642699272927079704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8642699272927079704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-09.html' title='Thanksgiving 09&apos;.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvT_9gYzBLI/AAAAAAAABLE/zoukJ6IKLCc/s72-c/12133_169513868233_600383233_2812092_1419441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-952477861225657399</id><published>2009-11-04T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:02:53.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's birthday.</title><content type='html'>Since yesterday was Dad's birthday, we decided to have dinner at Bistro. =) So when we were ordering our meals, he said he would follow my choice. Lol. Anyway, the food arrived, and he stared at it with shock. Cause' there was pasta together with the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S -&gt; My dad doesn't eat pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I kinda' forgot to tell him that the one I ordered came together with pasta. Heh. Yea, so he ended up eating the pasta which he claimed wasn't soft enough. That would definitely be a memorable birthday for him eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Then Dad cut his birthday cake. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5p7g5ahI/AAAAAAAABK0/_jXk0pUSS0w/s1600-h/CIMG5226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400160820707027474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5p7g5ahI/AAAAAAAABK0/_jXk0pUSS0w/s320/CIMG5226.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5ok9wV-I/AAAAAAAABKc/jIVjTK3p3jI/s1600-h/CIMG5230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400160797474183138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5ok9wV-I/AAAAAAAABKc/jIVjTK3p3jI/s320/CIMG5230.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The birthday cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5pFVccJI/AAAAAAAABKk/y0RFD4VYYCU/s1600-h/CIMG5234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400160806163476626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5pFVccJI/AAAAAAAABKk/y0RFD4VYYCU/s320/CIMG5234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5pZXeC4I/AAAAAAAABKs/ejMY0sSpF4A/s1600-h/CIMG5237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400160811540679554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5pZXeC4I/AAAAAAAABKs/ejMY0sSpF4A/s320/CIMG5237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad and Mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's as usual, boring. Unless the teachers didn't turn up for class, then that's fun. Oh and good news for me, I don't need to do what my English teacher asked me to do earlier. Change of plans. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvFsrtYj9KI/AAAAAAAABK8/SXL7F0L1k1c/s1600-h/twenties+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400216926366725282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvFsrtYj9KI/AAAAAAAABK8/SXL7F0L1k1c/s320/twenties+girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another book I'm reading. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-952477861225657399?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/952477861225657399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=952477861225657399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/952477861225657399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/952477861225657399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/dads-birthday.html' title='Dad&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SvE5p7g5ahI/AAAAAAAABK0/_jXk0pUSS0w/s72-c/CIMG5226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2967669637567194630</id><published>2009-11-03T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:05:08.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're another year older!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to mention, wiser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-2967669637567194630?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2967669637567194630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2967669637567194630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2967669637567194630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2967669637567194630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-dad-youre-another-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7281473649024523117</id><published>2009-10-31T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:38:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY HUI LING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ALL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 250px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398623722193614226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvDrBVY9ZI/AAAAAAAABKE/jq-ZpCBEMng/s320/jack+o+lantern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, enough greetings. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In my previous post, I mentioned about some patriotic song singing competition. So since the whole class had to sing, I just had to go along with the idea. My group was the last to sing. Haha. And, we won! Guess it was cause' of the rap parts. Lol. The prize was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvGP3LBCLI/AAAAAAAABKU/tlcFpZqc-Z0/s1600-h/CIMG5206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398626554144164018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvGP3LBCLI/AAAAAAAABKU/tlcFpZqc-Z0/s320/CIMG5206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THIS! It's cute though. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There wasn't electricity in my class yesterday. Thank God school dismissed early. It's weird. Cause' my class is on the second floor of Block B and only that floor didn't have electric supply. =.=' The worst thing was, there wasn't any breeze! Not even in the music room which directly faces the sea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;English lesson was fun! Instead of usual boring lessons, we had to create a poster using newspaper articles. Cut out all sorts of craps. Moral teacher allowed us to finish the poster, therefore, we didn't have to complete the Moral worksheets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back after school to help out during detention and BOP meeting. During the meeting, Ah Piang and Saras told us about the Mass Gathering and divided us into groups. I'm in stage deco, with Shu Yao! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had table tennis practice this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach -&gt; C&lt;br /&gt;Friend -&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;Everyone -&gt; E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C : When you play, your coordination must be good. You're a bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;A : *stares at C blankly*&lt;br /&gt;C : *looks at all of us* I can tell you that during exam, if she's like that, she won't do well.&lt;br /&gt;E : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;C : *confused look*&lt;br /&gt;E : She got first in the whole of Form One!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, coach must be feeling embarassed. =.=' We continued laughing and stopped after a while. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvGPesumaI/AAAAAAAABKM/0jLCB8oWNZs/s1600-h/29-10-09_1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398626547574675874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvGPesumaI/AAAAAAAABKM/0jLCB8oWNZs/s320/29-10-09_1748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's my memory lane. Cause' I used to run and play there years and years ago. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-7281473649024523117?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7281473649024523117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7281473649024523117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7281473649024523117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7281473649024523117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-belated-birthday-hui-ling-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuvDrBVY9ZI/AAAAAAAABKE/jq-ZpCBEMng/s72-c/jack+o+lantern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2177093021074626074</id><published>2009-10-29T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:51:55.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The school had some 'Kursus Kepimpinan' thing today. Wasn't involved therefore I managed to stay in class and crap, not to mention, finish up school work as well. At least I don't have any homework. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the principal wouldn't allow us students to do our own work in class even though the syllabus of the year has been taught. According to her, &lt;em&gt;PNP mesti dijalankan&lt;/em&gt;. =.=' So teachers are teaching us Form Three's syllabus now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a stupid piece of news from the oh-so-monotonous teacher yesterday. =( Then the entire class had to go to the school dentist. I never liked dentists! They freak me out with all those 'zzzzzzzzzz' sounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudia taught me German. Some of the phrases were confusing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally we do not have to copy anymore notes for Civics! Pn Vasugi wants to move on to 'Prisoner of Zenda' next week. This week's Civics lessons weren't bad. Played really silly games, laughed non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SumcB4e4c4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/bFV2K-2FkAg/s1600-h/violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398017184535966594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SumcB4e4c4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/bFV2K-2FkAg/s320/violin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Violin class continued as usual after having a break due to PMR. And I seriously have a phobia now thanks to those strings. They wouldn't stop snapping. Grrr. But surprisingly, my violin didn't go out of tune today, neither did the strings snap. Phew. *pats violin* XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SumcCYuZNKI/AAAAAAAABJ8/fVj2vtZIiT4/s1600-h/can+you+keep+a+secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 203px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398017193190962338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SumcCYuZNKI/AAAAAAAABJ8/fVj2vtZIiT4/s320/can+you+keep+a+secret.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Started reading the book above today. Sophie Kinsella's books are awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sigh. Need to sing tomorrow. Some patriotic song competition. Whole class forced to join except Claudia and Haslina aka those who admitted that their voices sound like a frog's. Lol. =.=' Darn. Shall just crap it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ich lebe din. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2177093021074626074?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2177093021074626074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2177093021074626074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2177093021074626074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2177093021074626074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/school-had-some-kursus-kepimpinan-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SumcB4e4c4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/bFV2K-2FkAg/s72-c/violin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1461291822939452179</id><published>2009-10-27T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:13:40.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to -&gt; Unfinished Story by Lee Seung Gi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day of the Nine Emperor Gods Festival. So I was vegetarian for a day. And I took part in the procession too. It ended late though, and my legs hurt so much yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sua35-hCaAI/AAAAAAAABJs/j77Zu9fuDLo/s1600-h/26-10-09_2158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397203410112112642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sua35-hCaAI/AAAAAAAABJs/j77Zu9fuDLo/s320/26-10-09_2158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw fireworks before the procession started. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we finally had PJ! It has been weeks. Almost missed PJ due to some discussion, but I hurried and I was in time. Found out that the rest were playing volleyball. Joined in to practise for a moment. Then Pn Vasugi made us play in teams against each other. Lol. It was fun! And our team won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wrist has three patches of blue-black. Hit the ball too hard. It sure does hurt alright. Deidre's wrist is worse than mine. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S -&gt; Get well soon Theresa! =)&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/7254081717950024247-1461291822939452179?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1461291822939452179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1461291822939452179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1461291822939452179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1461291822939452179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/listening-to-unfinished-story-by-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sua35-hCaAI/AAAAAAAABJs/j77Zu9fuDLo/s72-c/26-10-09_2158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2845357340706646363</id><published>2009-10-24T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:20:27.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396121958715256562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuLgVOHobvI/AAAAAAAABJc/YgxtlW8DEKI/s320/IMG_2037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OMG, she's being so generous all of a sudden! What on earth is happening? I couldn't believe my eyes and ears earlier, she actually said my work was good. Vi and I were so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had school today. Pn Vasugi volunteered to send me there when she saw me this morning. That made my sister complain. You see, my whole family had to wake up early cause' of me. Heh. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugghhh, I am feeling so sick. Not literally, but the annoyed kind of sick. Blah, I'm one who gets irritated pretty easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't get it. Why do some people have 100% faith in others? In my opinion, the phrase 'forever and always' doesn't exist. One moment you trust them with your life and all you have, and the next thing, you will no longer find them being there for you. Why be dumb and let them take over your life? High hopes mean high letdowns, gosh, get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuLgVWr2ODI/AAAAAAAABJk/e42gFKkx75k/s1600-h/IMG_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396121961014638642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuLgVWr2ODI/AAAAAAAABJk/e42gFKkx75k/s320/IMG_3503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look! So fluffy! I wish I know how to make one. Those were made by sis' friend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I should look for something to do during the hols. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I think my posts for now shall be title-less. Can't think of any. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till then, chao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2845357340706646363?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2845357340706646363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2845357340706646363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2845357340706646363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2845357340706646363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-shes-being-so-generous-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuLgVOHobvI/AAAAAAAABJc/YgxtlW8DEKI/s72-c/IMG_2037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5254638258658378486</id><published>2009-10-23T16:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:19:34.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuF9vmOYzQI/AAAAAAAABJU/9bc3zQD0L_k/s1600-h/27-09-09_1550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395732085234781442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuF9vmOYzQI/AAAAAAAABJU/9bc3zQD0L_k/s320/27-09-09_1550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuF9vRUhwWI/AAAAAAAABJM/YOKXGPUvTPM/s1600-h/18-10-09_0927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395732079623389538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuF9vRUhwWI/AAAAAAAABJM/YOKXGPUvTPM/s320/18-10-09_0927.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher stepped into the classroom. The students stared at her in shock. For she had brought along a hammer and a nail. Previously, the monitor had followed the teacher's instructions to carry a huge scroll into the class. The huge scroll was none other than, the world map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murmurs were heard throughout the classroom. The teacher then walked to the blackboard. She looked for a suitable spot and got to work, hammering the nail. 'Bam bam bam bam bam!', was all the students could hear. Most giggled, while a few others shrugged at the teacher's action. The world map was hung, and everyone groaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be English lesson, but the students learnt Geography instead. I guess most Colistrians know who that teacher is. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped LPG to sort our the choir costumes with Vivien and CY. Didn't know today's music class would be the 'sorting-out-costumes-class'. Gosh, the tailor who made the costumes seriously couldn't spell names. We came across tonnes of super funny and weird names on the costumes. Ended up laughing like crazy. LPG rewarded us with cake! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna' attend school tomorrow. Why the replacement class? Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violin's class starting again. More snapped strings. *shivers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5254638258658378486?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5254638258658378486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5254638258658378486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5254638258658378486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5254638258658378486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/teacher-stepped-into-classroom.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuF9vmOYzQI/AAAAAAAABJU/9bc3zQD0L_k/s72-c/27-09-09_1550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5130667414786560613</id><published>2009-10-22T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:57:52.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right before the finals, I kept telling myself that the first thing I would do after the exam ends was no more than SLEEP! Guess I didn't take any afternoon naps though. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm yawning and boy am I bored. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our class teacher came in this morning, but she didn't manage to teach us. Cause' she had no choice but to nag our class for one period. It's the first time I've seen her being so mad. I suppose she's really disappointed. Oh well, like I've said, my class has issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thanks Adeline for lending me your novel. =) Something for me to kill boredom. Life after exams is super boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuAYhS2mppI/AAAAAAAABJE/STH5TXi-fBA/s1600-h/the+gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395339313865467538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuAYhS2mppI/AAAAAAAABJE/STH5TXi-fBA/s320/the+gift.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seems like Vivien got influenced by me. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Su Hui, you are so lucky you got to choose! Unlike me. Sigh!!!!! I'm so jealous! =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Learnt a new language from Claudia and Ghaya today. Lol. So swt case man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1N2D's starting soon, gotta' go people! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5130667414786560613?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5130667414786560613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5130667414786560613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5130667414786560613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5130667414786560613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/right-before-finals-i-kept-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SuAYhS2mppI/AAAAAAAABJE/STH5TXi-fBA/s72-c/the+gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7534821692513159404</id><published>2009-10-21T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:02:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivien Tan Chern Yong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You got me so humiliated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And what more in front of that teacher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well, you 'padan muka' as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you so much Shu Yee for typing that particular phrase!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You shall wait, I'll get you back into something else, someday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muahahahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-7534821692513159404?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7534821692513159404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7534821692513159404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7534821692513159404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7534821692513159404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/vivien-tan-chern-yong-damn-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8204888139888252104</id><published>2009-10-20T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:51:38.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fcuk fcuk fcuk fcuk. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to skip music class earlier this afternoon for the sake to attend some meeting at friend's house. Got back late. As predicted, my dad ain't talking to me. So unreasonable. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought my good news would come to my rescue. I don't even have the chance to speak em' out. Shall leave the news for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy damn shit. I didn't know Pn Zaiviah would remember that clearly about the BM oral test. Gahhh! How the hell am I gonna' memorize those facts in such a short time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion : I am soooo dead. Fcuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the going gets tough, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you just got to get even tougher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8204888139888252104?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8204888139888252104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8204888139888252104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8204888139888252104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8204888139888252104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/fcuk-fcuk-fcuk-fcuk.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3888666749367765259</id><published>2009-10-19T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:10:37.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Shoot, I have not prepared anything for my BM oral test."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was happily enjoying the moments after finals, until it popped into my mind. The thought of not having to memorize anything for the year anymore was wrong after all. Damn that test. =.=' Why am I even the first in the namelist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm staring blankly at the screen. Not to mention typing all these crap, with a very blank mind. Since I'm pretty bored here, Plurk here I come! Not gonna' update my Plurk though. Only wanna' see how much my karma has dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now my karma says :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;0.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How awesome ain't it? I never get addicted to anything available on the Internet for long. Especially those online games I used to play, I sure do miss them. But whenever I try to login, I just move my mouse to the 'Close' button and click on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like skipping school. If only I can that is. I'm really glad that my job as a class monitor will be ending in another month! =) I wish the future monitor of my class good luck! And of course, happy suffering! Whoever it is, your blood pressure's definitely going up, hence, congratulations! =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wai Yan's really random. Why? She made me teach her how to solve the rubiks through msn. Only words, and the horrible sketches of mine in the conversation window. It turned out that both of us ended up lost. Couldn't help myself from laughing all the while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can't wait for the holidays. I dread having to attend lessons and doing all those duties everyday. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S -&gt; Sorry for the lack of pictures lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3888666749367765259?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3888666749367765259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3888666749367765259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3888666749367765259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3888666749367765259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoot-i-have-not-prepared-anything-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5769877916916457226</id><published>2009-10-19T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:32:42.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHI KHYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN LIFE! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-5769877916916457226?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5769877916916457226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5769877916916457226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5769877916916457226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5769877916916457226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-shi-khye-all-best-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4402256865602093280</id><published>2009-10-18T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:39:47.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently full of regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shouldn't have made my KH project that complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I shall torture myself by drawing it in 3D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My drawing skills ain't that good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank the person who created the triangle sets. It made my work so much easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I finished drawing two! Am getting used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then, goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-4402256865602093280?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4402256865602093280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4402256865602093280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4402256865602093280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4402256865602093280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/currently-full-of-regrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6742704047671771767</id><published>2009-10-17T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:53:43.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wedding Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Stk-PnG-S_I/AAAAAAAABI8/_6W7aDn9t_E/s1600-h/CIMG0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410466670070770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Stk-PnG-S_I/AAAAAAAABI8/_6W7aDn9t_E/s320/CIMG0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Stk-O_0cG4I/AAAAAAAABI0/xspDJWm8Rg4/s1600-h/CIMG0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393410456123349890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Stk-O_0cG4I/AAAAAAAABI0/xspDJWm8Rg4/s320/CIMG0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY DAD AND MUM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE BOTH OF YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6742704047671771767?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6742704047671771767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6742704047671771767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6742704047671771767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6742704047671771767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Happy Wedding Anniversary!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Stk-PnG-S_I/AAAAAAAABI8/_6W7aDn9t_E/s72-c/CIMG0130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3148956841538178832</id><published>2009-10-16T20:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:31:59.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day out.</title><content type='html'>Today was heck awesome. =) Finally got to relax and get out of the house after being behind bars for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and got ready to attend a meeting for the upcoming trip. The meeting was full of swt-ness. =.=' Fun though. It ended earlier so while waiting for Vi's grandma to pick us up, we talked to Ezra. Not to mention he was really surprised about what we told him. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had to leave Ezra to wait at church after a while. Poor thing. Lol. Adeline came with us. Reached Gurney, bought tickets then had lunch. Met SY and CY there. Lee Sa and a few other seniors were there as well, just that they didn't see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched 'Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs'. Apparently, the whole row in front of us were booked by Yi Wen's gang. After the movie, we joined SY and CY to the arcade centre. Saw Victor there. Headed to Popular next cause' the next movie would start later. Met Janice (Jessalyn's sister). She was alone so she joined us to Big Apple. Had some donuts there. Vi and Adeline ended up really messy after finishing their donuts. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sthu4yyMV5I/AAAAAAAABIE/n9yMMfzcdPw/s1600-h/cwacom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393182475760195474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sthu4yyMV5I/AAAAAAAABIE/n9yMMfzcdPw/s320/cwacom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Followed Janice to meet up with her sister. Second movie was 'Where Got Ghost'. Wanted to watch it when it was released but the torturing exams stopped me from doing so. That movie was hillarious. Laughed like hell. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthuvuFDJNI/AAAAAAAABH0/4sCFeyYAZ6Y/s1600-h/wgg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393182319878284498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthuvuFDJNI/AAAAAAAABH0/4sCFeyYAZ6Y/s320/wgg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now, some random shots that I took before and during the exam week. I was procrastinating. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzR_R4zmI/AAAAAAAABIc/3Kb51YHpjCk/s1600-h/CIMG5109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393187306657599074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzR_R4zmI/AAAAAAAABIc/3Kb51YHpjCk/s320/CIMG5109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzRcSM3eI/AAAAAAAABIU/mqM8W-J3Nks/s1600-h/CIMG5114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393187297263672802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzRcSM3eI/AAAAAAAABIU/mqM8W-J3Nks/s320/CIMG5114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzQtdtnWI/AAAAAAAABIM/q6-clwka-mc/s1600-h/CIMG5197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393187284695489890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SthzQtdtnWI/AAAAAAAABIM/q6-clwka-mc/s320/CIMG5197.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly, the cake I baked yesterday. XD Still prefer the chocolate mint though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S -&gt; Thanks CY for the belated birthday present. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3148956841538178832?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3148956841538178832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3148956841538178832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3148956841538178832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3148956841538178832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-day-out.html' title='Another day out.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sthu4yyMV5I/AAAAAAAABIE/n9yMMfzcdPw/s72-c/cwacom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3758155999088554833</id><published>2009-10-15T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:15:29.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's over!</title><content type='html'>The tormenting week is finally over, after countless sleepless nights! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sorry for the lack of updates. Have been facing those revision books for two weeks. Never thought I would be committed enough to study everyday for a fortnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was the exam week, nothing much happened in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently waiting for a cake to bake. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, KH folios. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3758155999088554833?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3758155999088554833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3758155999088554833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3758155999088554833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3758155999088554833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-over.html' title='Exam&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-90903752605315929</id><published>2009-10-06T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:24:41.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YI WEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL EXAM CANDIDATES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHETHER IT BE PMR, SPM OR EVEN THE TORTURING FINALS, MAY WE ALL DO WELL THE SAME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-90903752605315929?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/90903752605315929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=90903752605315929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/90903752605315929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/90903752605315929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-yi-wen-good-luck-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8360027063091619041</id><published>2009-10-03T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:20:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mooncake Festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY MOONCAKE FESTIVAL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY MID AUTUMN! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Ssa0IMZZUUI/AAAAAAAABHk/8cgPeEQnETo/s1600-h/mooncake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192057055072578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Ssa0IMZZUUI/AAAAAAAABHk/8cgPeEQnETo/s320/mooncake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Coffee mooncake! I don't eat mooncakes though. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Ssa0IuVVzNI/AAAAAAAABHs/DnV4mmVbQTU/s1600-h/lanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192066164870354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Ssa0IuVVzNI/AAAAAAAABHs/DnV4mmVbQTU/s320/lanterns.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to play with these lanterns when I was a very lil' kid. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then, 5, 12, 59!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8360027063091619041?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8360027063091619041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8360027063091619041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8360027063091619041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8360027063091619041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-mooncake-festival.html' title='Happy Mooncake Festival!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Ssa0IMZZUUI/AAAAAAAABHk/8cgPeEQnETo/s72-c/mooncake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6714272783703521698</id><published>2009-10-02T20:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:57:39.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate mint cake! =)</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I baked a cake! A chocolate mint! =) Gosh, mixing those ingredients were tiring though I used the mixer for the butter and sugar. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXwL6x_PdI/AAAAAAAABHU/OZePxOZm4fM/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976616766815698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXwL6x_PdI/AAAAAAAABHU/OZePxOZm4fM/s320/DSC00662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv5Kx7orI/AAAAAAAABHM/xhijYcRSDmI/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976294644032178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv5Kx7orI/AAAAAAAABHM/xhijYcRSDmI/s320/DSC00664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv4YUTkXI/AAAAAAAABHE/Qm89jM6VfZQ/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976281097998706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv4YUTkXI/AAAAAAAABHE/Qm89jM6VfZQ/s320/DSC00671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976775203812626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXwVJAT9RI/AAAAAAAABHc/eOeL_bqURLo/s320/DSC00667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv4MPXG9I/AAAAAAAABG8/VkGs_FQulQg/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976277856033746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv4MPXG9I/AAAAAAAABG8/VkGs_FQulQg/s320/DSC00674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv3Y4anQI/AAAAAAAABG0/0ETlgZjn6uY/s1600-h/CIMG5063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387976264069586178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXv3Y4anQI/AAAAAAAABG0/0ETlgZjn6uY/s320/CIMG5063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cake wasn't that successful though. Set the microvave wrongly so the top of the cake went KABOOM! It turned really hard and black. =.=' Oh well, the rest of the cake was okay! It tasted not bad as well! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I seriously feel like slashing that particular damned woman. She has no right to interfere in our society's stuff! And she doesn't have the right to choose who should be in or whatever crap! She's so effing DUMB and plain DUMB, I repeat to choose those people to be involved. What a ninconpoop. Blaaah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just so unfair! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6714272783703521698?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6714272783703521698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6714272783703521698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6714272783703521698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6714272783703521698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/chocolate-mint-cake.html' title='Chocolate mint cake! =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SsXwL6x_PdI/AAAAAAAABHU/OZePxOZm4fM/s72-c/DSC00662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6594969009406943474</id><published>2009-10-02T17:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:35:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ON BEHALF OF 2U.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU PHOOI YUEE, FIONNE AND VANESSA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR SAVING THE CLASS FROM TROUBLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND FOR SAVING ME FROM CLEANING UP SOMETHING THAT I DID NOT MESS WITH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE OWE YOU A BIG ONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-6594969009406943474?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6594969009406943474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6594969009406943474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6594969009406943474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6594969009406943474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6614819160906560027</id><published>2009-09-26T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:43:37.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving circles? N-O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sr38Z4T8CSI/AAAAAAAABGk/mgRfG-cEBY4/s1600-h/circles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385738250947922210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sr38Z4T8CSI/AAAAAAAABGk/mgRfG-cEBY4/s320/circles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate circles. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dislike seeing equations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loathe math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cursing my math teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conclusion : I do not like circles and math and anything that has to do with math! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6614819160906560027?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6614819160906560027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6614819160906560027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6614819160906560027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6614819160906560027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-circles-n-o.html' title='Loving circles? N-O.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sr38Z4T8CSI/AAAAAAAABGk/mgRfG-cEBY4/s72-c/circles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2619847387973593371</id><published>2009-09-25T20:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T10:09:18.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate!</title><content type='html'>I started this morning by waking up at around 7 plus, cause' family wanted to have dimsum. Yes I know it's the holidays and most people might still be snoring away soundly in their cosy beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up early even if it's the hols. 9 something would be the latest. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today, I didn't eat any rice. Well, Malaysians' daily and most taken food is rice I guess. Everything I ate today was BROWN in color. Lol. Excluding water. Heh. So I had :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee (Finally a whole mug today).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bread with choco filling. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate ice-cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A J.Co Donut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another J.Co Donut. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;See? And the donuts were covered with chocolate too! So much chocolate intake today. T.T Well, chocolate has caffeine and so does coffee! Plus I'm staying up late today so it might help I guess. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Missed half of 1N2D yesterday. Why? Cause' I had to attend guitar class. *sigh* If only I can get another day for the classes. So I'm gonna' stay up later to watch! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5rTScMvI/AAAAAAAABGU/xO91C4ouIBA/s1600-h/CIMG5000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385383407991403250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5rTScMvI/AAAAAAAABGU/xO91C4ouIBA/s320/CIMG5000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evil PAT made me face these books. &gt;.&lt;'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5q_U9H_I/AAAAAAAABGM/ux1-HpxkcXE/s1600-h/CIMG4996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385383402633240562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5q_U9H_I/AAAAAAAABGM/ux1-HpxkcXE/s320/CIMG4996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Studied halfway, got bored. So got my guitar out for some practising. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5qbh1m6I/AAAAAAAABGE/pFmSJzJaj4A/s1600-h/CIMG4978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385383393023597474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5qbh1m6I/AAAAAAAABGE/pFmSJzJaj4A/s320/CIMG4978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Donuts from J.Co. See? So much choco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5sFgjYJI/AAAAAAAABGc/_dETiajg1Zw/s1600-h/CIMG4961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385383421472366738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5sFgjYJI/AAAAAAAABGc/_dETiajg1Zw/s320/CIMG4961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those purple papers are the covers for Tsu Yew's birthday present from sis. I made them! My first time doing it though. I like them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXUZomcTIto&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXUZomcTIto&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The dog in 1N2D! So damn cute mannn! Jiwon's funny too! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I found another similarity between us!!!!!!! Aaahh! FATE! =)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2619847387973593371?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2619847387973593371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2619847387973593371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2619847387973593371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2619847387973593371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/chocolate.html' title='Chocolate!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sry5rTScMvI/AAAAAAAABGU/xO91C4ouIBA/s72-c/CIMG5000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8764808692051614984</id><published>2009-09-25T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:18:08.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY SU HUI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May your dreams come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8764808692051614984?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8764808692051614984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8764808692051614984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8764808692051614984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8764808692051614984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/greetings.html' title='Greetings. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-580326199658574661</id><published>2009-09-24T10:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:59:02.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing my super blur and best pal ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE ANOTHER YEAR OLDER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So fast and another year has passed. I remember wishing you in my blog last year too! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, have a great year ahead and God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-580326199658574661?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/580326199658574661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=580326199658574661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/580326199658574661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/580326199658574661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/wishing-my-super-blur-and-best-pal-ever.html' title='Wishing my super blur and best pal ever.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2377677265778608893</id><published>2009-09-23T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:48:59.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed.</title><content type='html'>Some damned people just couldn't feel guilty for annoying others every day 24/7. Do they even have any sense? =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet many know the feeling of being bugged by others all the time, non-stop and you barely even know them. It's just so frustrating. Now I understand how a friend of mine felt when he went through the same thing. 4 days and I've had enough. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooo addicted to this song! -&gt; Let's Break Up by Lee Seung Gi. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Wei Cyn for the links!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, trip extended by another day. =) 15, 22 and 69!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols have been absolutely lame. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2377677265778608893?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2377677265778608893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2377677265778608893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2377677265778608893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2377677265778608893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2073020734096403105</id><published>2009-09-21T11:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:40:03.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Plan for the holidays -&gt; Study and countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil PAT. 24 days left till I'm free! 16 days left till PAT. 71 days till I go on a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivien's birthday is coming up! =) And so is Su Hui's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is W-E-I-R-D. She so-called electrified me when we went shopping yesterday. Apparently, she was clutching onto the ice cream fridge. P.S -&gt; Electrified as in electrostatic force I guess. Not the eye to eye thingy. Yikes. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum cut down my intake of coffee. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Srbu7-BiZkI/AAAAAAAABF8/iqnE3O6pZIQ/s1600-h/CIMG4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753118597146178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Srbu7-BiZkI/AAAAAAAABF8/iqnE3O6pZIQ/s320/CIMG4951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's a classic radio that dad got from his friend. We don't plan on using it though. It functions with batteries. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Srbu7MIQi3I/AAAAAAAABF0/lHIP59lFwMA/s1600-h/CIMG4957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753105203563378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Srbu7MIQi3I/AAAAAAAABF0/lHIP59lFwMA/s320/CIMG4957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The second book that I borrowed from the library.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seung Gi is &lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2073020734096403105?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2073020734096403105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2073020734096403105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2073020734096403105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2073020734096403105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/plan-for-holidays-study-and-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Srbu7-BiZkI/AAAAAAAABF8/iqnE3O6pZIQ/s72-c/CIMG4951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1903413984860783570</id><published>2009-09-19T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:41:46.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors, donuts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SrRDJ4BoUOI/AAAAAAAABFs/VMlt02zXwSw/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383001291551690978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SrRDJ4BoUOI/AAAAAAAABFs/VMlt02zXwSw/s320/DSC00638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just adding some colors to my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B.A Donuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay! It's confirmed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dex, gratz that your plan ain't gonna' fail!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26 days left till it's over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-1903413984860783570?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1903413984860783570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1903413984860783570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1903413984860783570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1903413984860783570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/colors-donuts.html' title='Colors, donuts.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SrRDJ4BoUOI/AAAAAAAABFs/VMlt02zXwSw/s72-c/DSC00638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2844995766346421323</id><published>2009-09-17T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:33:54.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to rant but I don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see different people all around. You never know what is actually going on in their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can be unreasonable. As in really unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can be ignorant. Oh yes, and they show their temper a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't give a damn to whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was about to give up, I realized there're people who care. I sincerely thank all of you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days were incredibly frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of those retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God it's the hols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2844995766346421323?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2844995766346421323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2844995766346421323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2844995766346421323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2844995766346421323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-rant-but-i-dont-know-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6075797074398001581</id><published>2009-09-16T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:27:35.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn those idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn those craps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn the wasted explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conclusion : Mission failed. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was so effing excited to quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet that damned human hates me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6075797074398001581?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6075797074398001581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6075797074398001581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6075797074398001581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6075797074398001581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8361014160633065777</id><published>2009-09-13T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:12:47.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 second.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few moments earlier, I learnt that 1 second makes a big difference. No matter what you're doing. Every second ticks by and if you don't grab it, *poof* and you'll have to wait for ages before another opportunity comes by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've missed it once, and I had to wait for quite some time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to make sure that I do not miss it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But guess what, I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just when I was sulking for missing that 1 second, the opportunity which I missed showed up! It came to me, and not me looking for it. Now, how lucky is that! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I shall have faith that things will turn out right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, there're similarities between us anyway. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S : Dear readers, if you do not get what I mean in this post, it's alright. No big deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8361014160633065777?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8361014160633065777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8361014160633065777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8361014160633065777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8361014160633065777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-second.html' title='1 second.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3125195696507831399</id><published>2009-09-11T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:28:32.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TSU YEW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3125195696507831399?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3125195696507831399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3125195696507831399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3125195696507831399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3125195696507831399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-tsu-yew.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4705299453295210133</id><published>2009-09-10T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:44:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help my fingers!</title><content type='html'>Damn that teacher. =.=' So mean of her. I just left the class for a moment and kaboom! Vivien broke the news to me, saying we had to write notes for chapter 7. Plus that chapter is super long! Some stupid subject which I bet most people loathe! Gahh! Anyway, I finished it! So freaking long. F! Now my fingers hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally cursing that damned teacher in my mind all the while I was writing those damned notes. Ooh, then it it was time for 1N2D! Laughed like crazy. Seung Gi!!!!! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, congrats Jan for your hamster has given birth to six cute lil' babies! She said they looked like naked mole rats! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4705299453295210133?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4705299453295210133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4705299453295210133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4705299453295210133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4705299453295210133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/damn-that-teacher.html' title='Help my fingers!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1119672113223696859</id><published>2009-09-09T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:06:14.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cooked for the first time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVIss0_vI/AAAAAAAABFk/FGP0vrMKts4/s1600-h/goddess1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379432256588021490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVIss0_vI/AAAAAAAABFk/FGP0vrMKts4/s320/goddess1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVICKZDuI/AAAAAAAABFc/R48iEBbNNEc/s1600-h/ps+ily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379432245169295074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVICKZDuI/AAAAAAAABFc/R48iEBbNNEc/s320/ps+ily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;LPG was absent without any notification yesterday. So the entire 2U stayed back for nothing. =.=' Anyway, we were allowed to go home early and Vi's grandma was kind enough to send me home. Went to the school library and borrowed 'The Undomestic Goddess' by Sophie Kinsella. It wasn't in a good condition I must say as the previous borrower (Vivien) didn't take good care of it. I fixed it! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Btw, thanks kepala AAC aka Lai Zhu for lending me 'P.S I Love You'. I know many have read it though. Heh. Well, I was too 'busy' for books earlier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVH6QF8LI/AAAAAAAABFU/8UsfXcOPuLk/s1600-h/08-09-09_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379432243045724338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVH6QF8LI/AAAAAAAABFU/8UsfXcOPuLk/s320/08-09-09_2032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's friend brought some shellfish (aka lalas) for him yesterday night. Oooh, and I fried it as mum and dad's supper! First time that I've actually prepared a proper dish! XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep my posts as short as possible. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-1119672113223696859?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1119672113223696859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1119672113223696859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1119672113223696859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1119672113223696859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cooked-for-first-time.html' title='I cooked for the first time!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqeVIss0_vI/AAAAAAAABFk/FGP0vrMKts4/s72-c/goddess1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5240779457975458239</id><published>2009-09-07T10:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T11:14:40.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An. Update. For. Yao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqRyM3Gv7bI/AAAAAAAABE0/qVDR46iVe8Q/s1600-h/cinema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378549420263468466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqRyM3Gv7bI/AAAAAAAABE0/qVDR46iVe8Q/s400/cinema.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since Yao wants me to update my blog and all, and I am completely clueless on what to update about, here's a picture! The lil' boy is cute. Oohh, I like his eyes. Bleh, whatever. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's also something which I don't fancy when I'm in the cinema. Evial and curious kids crying, asking questions etc about the movie. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S Yao, here's the update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5240779457975458239?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5240779457975458239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5240779457975458239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5240779457975458239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5240779457975458239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/update-for-yao.html' title='An. Update. For. Yao.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqRyM3Gv7bI/AAAAAAAABE0/qVDR46iVe8Q/s72-c/cinema.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-9051136461243088681</id><published>2009-09-05T17:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T17:49:44.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nausea.</title><content type='html'>After weeks of no table tennis, there's finally a frigging practice today. Coach did a lot with us today. Though not many turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis had her finals earlier this afternoon, and since my dad would be driving her to TARC which would take quite some time, mum asked me to accompany him and ride along after my lunch. So I did. And I forgot the fact that reading in the car is a NO. Read 'Where Rainbows End', a novel also by Cecilia Ahern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon stopping at the traffic lights somewhere near Pulau Tikus, dad realized that something was wrong with the air-cond. It gave out warm air instead of cool air! Plus I didn't get the chance to take my shower after practice cause' sis had to go once I was back. So this sweaty blogger sat at the backseat, 'enjoyed' the warm air and then, began to feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself put the book aside though I was so into the storyline cause I felt like puking. Nausea hit me. =( After sis got down from the car, dad made his way back home and met with neverending traffic jams. I was feeling so effing sick and dad said my face looked really pale. That was really torturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so happy to step down from the car when dad left his car with his friend for repairing. Ah, the feeling of finally getting fresh air was undescribable! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had any coffee today. Shall go get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqIzOampOKI/AAAAAAAABEk/V-9WGEHqXw0/s1600-h/CeceliaAhern_WhereRainbowsEnd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 201px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377917227786385570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqIzOampOKI/AAAAAAAABEk/V-9WGEHqXw0/s320/CeceliaAhern_WhereRainbowsEnd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lee Sa said I was too emotional just because I told her that I almost cried when reading 'If You Could See Me Now'. =.=' *punches Lee Sa*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-9051136461243088681?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/9051136461243088681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=9051136461243088681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/9051136461243088681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/9051136461243088681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/nausea.html' title='Nausea.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SqIzOampOKI/AAAAAAAABEk/V-9WGEHqXw0/s72-c/CeceliaAhern_WhereRainbowsEnd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6597513355114447161</id><published>2009-09-03T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:46:45.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom kills!</title><content type='html'>PAT is in a month or so. And my books WERE left untouched. *getshot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finished a chapter of history today! Yay me? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained today! Like, after suffering days of the scorching hot sun, it has finally rained!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in AAC is a lil' like picking up rubbish in the school compound everyday. Thank goodness those students have the initiative to finish up their punishments! May that last as long as I'm still in AAC. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning accounts in KH is fun! For now though. People say it's gonna' be hard soon. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LPG made us make so-called 'pianos' out of mahjong paper. =.=' So that those without pianos can practise at home. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a 'traffic-warden' for 20 minutes with Yao after school. Heh. She couldn't stop shouting at some retards to be aware of the cars. Couldn't blame her. Those people were seriously blind. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been watching the programme '1 night, 2 days' a lot lately. SO HILLARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda' feel that this post it pointless. Blah, whatever. As long as I kill boredom and not vice versa, it's good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;em&gt;sayonara&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6597513355114447161?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6597513355114447161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6597513355114447161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6597513355114447161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6597513355114447161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/boredom-kills.html' title='Boredom kills!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5320738457511839319</id><published>2009-09-02T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:30:55.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just some random pictures before I sign off. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Jan's solar energy keychain with the 'L' which she bought in Genting Highlands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Mum's shades on Moo Moo aka sis' cow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Mum's shades on a doggie soft toy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. A super colorful file which I received from BOM. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4rpnuMk-I/AAAAAAAABD8/JM6e5ZnGq6Y/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782999164326882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4rpnuMk-I/AAAAAAAABD8/JM6e5ZnGq6Y/s320/Image011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4rpKHcu4I/AAAAAAAABD0/zbCoqMV_ix8/s1600-h/31-08-09_2153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782991217179522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4rpKHcu4I/AAAAAAAABD0/zbCoqMV_ix8/s320/31-08-09_2153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4ro4B1yTI/AAAAAAAABDs/jMuWYoI1hE8/s1600-h/31-08-09_2152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782986361817394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4ro4B1yTI/AAAAAAAABDs/jMuWYoI1hE8/s320/31-08-09_2152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4roaNoWaI/AAAAAAAABDk/W4MMQNBJCnE/s1600-h/14-08-09_1530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376782978358204834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4roaNoWaI/AAAAAAAABDk/W4MMQNBJCnE/s320/14-08-09_1530.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I decided to use mum's shades on the cow and dog cause' I was too bored. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iced lemon tea. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5320738457511839319?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5320738457511839319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5320738457511839319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5320738457511839319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5320738457511839319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-some-random-pictures-before-i-sign.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sp4rpnuMk-I/AAAAAAAABD8/JM6e5ZnGq6Y/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1426283308451955200</id><published>2009-08-30T17:01:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:00:48.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vids. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://www.movieset.com/swf/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="config=http://www.movieset.com/swf/config-embed.xml/1tq1ki/aopx57"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fav scene from UP. =) Russell is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfH2BY5pdLw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfH2BY5pdLw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awesome vid. Love the arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vd0UAdpBNUg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vd0UAdpBNUg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rowan Atkinson playing an imaginary piano. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMexRwzGw0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMexRwzGw0M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A scene from '1 night, 2 days'. Super funny comedy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seung Gi is so adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good luck in advance UPSR candidates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-1426283308451955200?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1426283308451955200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1426283308451955200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1426283308451955200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1426283308451955200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/vids.html' title='Vids. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8723869856603233432</id><published>2009-08-30T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:21:44.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega Food Carnival (MFC).</title><content type='html'>Listening to Paparazzi by Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MFC was held yesterday at PISA. Helped people to carry their stuffs to their respective stalls using trolleys. Then the person in-charge gave us free coupons. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening ceremony was started with lil' kids marching! They were so cute! And it was raining so they had to march in the rain. Pity them. Heh. After all the work, Yi Wen and I joined Mandy etc and we went around searching for food to buy. =.=' The price of the food was as expected, the opposite of cheap. Lol. Fund-raising wert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued buying food and not caring much about how much they cost. &lt;em&gt;Must enjoy once in a while ma.&lt;/em&gt; XD. Anyway, Vi and Su Hui joined us not long after that, and somehow our group got separated. Wandered around with Vi and Su Hui. We walked around the place like uncountable times! Hah. We were trying to burn calories after eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those guys from Team A and B arrived then. And Sir Joel appeared all of a sudden and scared me. =.=' Gawd, I shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday School's kids performed! Super cute! XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing ended at 4pm. And since there were leftovers, those who were still in the arena got free food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't manage to take any pictures. Stupid cam. =( Might post some if I get hold of any from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;X left super early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8723869856603233432?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8723869856603233432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8723869856603233432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8723869856603233432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8723869856603233432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/mega-food-carnival-mfc.html' title='Mega Food Carnival (MFC).'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8382944820514691167</id><published>2009-08-27T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:34:13.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-T1e8RDI/AAAAAAAABDE/nf9iSbXwYRg/s1600-h/27-08-09_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374622084552737842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-T1e8RDI/AAAAAAAABDE/nf9iSbXwYRg/s320/27-08-09_1626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-UVCIPZI/AAAAAAAABDM/-woaCNWLK-g/s1600-h/CIMG4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374622093021822354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-UVCIPZI/AAAAAAAABDM/-woaCNWLK-g/s320/CIMG4783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;See the cactus? It has finally started flowering after two years! Bought it when I went for a school trip to Cameron Highlands back when I was 12. As for the pink flowers, it's random, again. =)&lt;/p&gt;So this morning, I was trying to teach my sis (who gives up pretty easily) to solve the rubiks. I think she cursed my rubiks. Not literally lah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was solving it earlier, it dropped onto the floor and boom! 4 squares came out of the cube. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-U1SsQ3I/AAAAAAAABDU/qhvm6890weQ/s1600-h/CIMG4792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374622101681226610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-U1SsQ3I/AAAAAAAABDU/qhvm6890weQ/s320/CIMG4792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From this, it ended up like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-VbIyF1I/AAAAAAAABDc/dZRSY1w9jSA/s1600-h/CIMG4800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374622111840212818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-VbIyF1I/AAAAAAAABDc/dZRSY1w9jSA/s320/CIMG4800.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This! See the holes? Grr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, it took me almost an hour to fix them back into the right positions. First time experiencing this, so you can't blame me for taking such a long time. XD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8382944820514691167?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8382944820514691167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8382944820514691167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8382944820514691167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8382944820514691167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-cactus-it-has-finally-started-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpZ-T1e8RDI/AAAAAAAABDE/nf9iSbXwYRg/s72-c/27-08-09_1626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8733800660299032944</id><published>2009-08-26T11:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:03:15.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwCIuYtvI/AAAAAAAABC8/1Uinq4zzb44/s1600-h/DSC00588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374113806108112626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwCIuYtvI/AAAAAAAABC8/1Uinq4zzb44/s320/DSC00588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwBmdz5NI/AAAAAAAABC0/CZ8v04zOiAc/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374113796911785170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwBmdz5NI/AAAAAAAABC0/CZ8v04zOiAc/s320/DSC00587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwBBSvyOI/AAAAAAAABCs/DYv8-QBSA9c/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374113786933266658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwBBSvyOI/AAAAAAAABCs/DYv8-QBSA9c/s320/DSC00586.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those were Monday's dinner. Just random stuff. I want more pizzas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For people who are hungry, sorry if this post is making you drool. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm just too bored, as usual. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8733800660299032944?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8733800660299032944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8733800660299032944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8733800660299032944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8733800660299032944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/mondays-dinner.html' title='Monday&apos;s dinner.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpSwCIuYtvI/AAAAAAAABC8/1Uinq4zzb44/s72-c/DSC00588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7198518026941909975</id><published>2009-08-24T10:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:05:24.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday night, I continued to read 'If You Could See Me Now' by Cecilia Ahern. Sis was revising for her exam. Then mum came into the room with photo albums in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the novel aside and reached out for the albums. Flipping through every page, I saw the photos of my family members and friends years and years ago. Seeing the photos when I was a baby, then to kindy and lastly, primary school. Looking at the photos of my family members when they were young, I couldn't help laughing at how silly we used to be and look like. Especially my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were these few photos, with my late grandmother in them. It's been 6 years since she passed away and boy, I sure do miss her. Frankly speaking, I felt tears brimming in my eyes when I saw the photos. Next, snapshots of my cousin brother when he was young. The last time I actually talked to him, I wasn't even in secondary yet. Once, I saw him riding his bicycle near his residential area, and he's a totally different figure. People change as time flies. If only I have a time machine, I would love to experience everything all over again as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a kindergartner was fun back then. No worries, but only laughter and joy. Friends everywhere. I remembered begging my mum to go home when I was in kindy while most of my friends were instead begging for their parents to stay and accompany them. The good times, those were the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun recalling those memories, but I really wonder, will I ever get the experience again? Everyone's different now, we're no longer who we used to be in the past, but the memories will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDNB34iqI/AAAAAAAABCM/vfkWWT3xJZM/s1600-h/23-08-09_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373360827782433442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDNB34iqI/AAAAAAAABCM/vfkWWT3xJZM/s320/23-08-09_2102.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sis and I. I've forgotten what year it was though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDMoEWxTI/AAAAAAAABCE/ZHfkJdbWzb4/s1600-h/23-08-09_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373360820855424306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDMoEWxTI/AAAAAAAABCE/ZHfkJdbWzb4/s320/23-08-09_2143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo taken with my kindy mates and my teacher after the annual concert. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDMeqsiwI/AAAAAAAABB8/cztrR7shW0Y/s1600-h/23-08-09_2147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373360818331880194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDMeqsiwI/AAAAAAAABB8/cztrR7shW0Y/s320/23-08-09_2147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this was when I was in Standard 3.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P.S : Sorry if the pictures are too blur. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then I continued reading the novel. Finished it this morning. Didn't really cry, but it was touching alright.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-7198518026941909975?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7198518026941909975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7198518026941909975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7198518026941909975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7198518026941909975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/memories.html' title='Memories.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SpIDNB34iqI/AAAAAAAABCM/vfkWWT3xJZM/s72-c/23-08-09_2102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3351785761830699741</id><published>2009-08-22T17:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:54:54.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's-the-hols!</title><content type='html'>First, HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the BOP's AGM. And also the form 5's last BOP meeting. Bye seniors! =( Anyway, everyone's got their new duties and committees now. Apparently, I'm in AAC! O.o Same as Shu Yao! =) And there won't be prefects' trip this year. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S -&gt; Shu Yao, sorry for not noticing that we're both in AAC. Heh. Paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kinda' late for me to say this, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS AH PIANG AND SARAS FOR BEING ELECTED AS THE HEAD PREFECT AND DEPUTY FOR YEAR 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to GP with sis and cousin bro earlier. Saw SY and CY. Thanks for the belated birthday present. Lol. Watched UP. Great movie. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372722266777560738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/So--b4wbpqI/AAAAAAAABA8/rPQ7P3s1wOU/s320/up.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wanted to watch another movie but 'thanks' to weekend tuition, I had to leave! Ish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right now, I'm super hungry! So I'm currently craving for... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372723245224936290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/So-_U1wdw2I/AAAAAAAABBE/zGHsfL8lHBU/s320/ATT00005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to read a novel since it's been ages I read one! If I'm not wrong, the last novel I read was Breaking Dawn. And I never finished it. =.=' Borrowed a novel from Shu Yao! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372724607958112338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/So_AkKVX2FI/AAAAAAAABBM/UV6L8cUC7dc/s320/if+you+could+see+me+now.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Claudia read it till she cried. I wonder if I'd cry too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MFC's this Saturday and I can't wait to skip tuition! Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy your hols people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3351785761830699741?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3351785761830699741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3351785761830699741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3351785761830699741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3351785761830699741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hols.html' title='It&apos;s-the-hols!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/So--b4wbpqI/AAAAAAAABA8/rPQ7P3s1wOU/s72-c/up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7757148305257452943</id><published>2009-08-15T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:37:10.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Day 09'.</title><content type='html'>Speech Day was held none other than today! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoay Ning's voice was SOOOOO LOUD when she gave the command during GOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were like 4 speeches before we could move on to the prize-giving session. =.=' Being in the hall was SO SO SO SO COLD! Shivered like hell. Then when it was my turn to go up, the emcee read my surname as TAN instead of TEOH. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orchestra members looked great! All of them had make-up on except for Lee Sa and Theresa. Somehow, they managed to escape from LPG. Oh well. I like the peacock dance! It's so, cute! P.S -&gt; I know it's not the accurate word to describe it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saras and Farah were the emcees for the performances. They were AWESOME! Apparently, Saras was wearing a saree and everyone was like : Woooooooooo! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'angklung' group did much better today. I didn't expect our gamelan-playing to be as good as it was today. Maybe it's luck. =) I like the finale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate during the 'jamuan' prepared for the guests, and then off to the cooking room. To wash plates, or course. Most of the junior prefects left early and left less then 10 in the room to complete the chores. Haih. In the end, there were only 4 left. While waiting for dad to fetch me, I saw Shu Yao, Ah Piang, Kalpana and Saras! We crapped like crazy people and the guard stared at us. People who were in the chapel also looked at us when Saras started shouting cause' a bee was after her. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungry + sleepy. So there, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-7757148305257452943?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7757148305257452943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7757148305257452943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7757148305257452943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7757148305257452943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/speech-day-09.html' title='Speech Day 09&apos;.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2407208132831653893</id><published>2009-08-14T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:15:48.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2U, I'm so proud of you guys! Most of them only lah. Not all. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's this notice board-decorating competition in conjuction with the National Day celebration. And my class barely did anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The AJKs changed the notice board's background from black to white when I wasn't in class. The articles that the others prepared were also in white. So our notice board was like, VERY WHITE! Every teacher who entered our class didn't even notice that the board was our 'Merdeka' corner. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So today's supposed to be the due date for this competition. I couldn't bear seeing the board in such a terrible condition. And during the last period, the teacher didn't enter the class. I just had to change the background back to black so the whole class started to take down everything on the board. Some didn't help out though. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were like : *Eh! Where's the tape? The articles leh? This should pin where ah?! Need more bullets!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything was haywire and we messed up the whole class. In the end, we managed to transform the BORING notice board into a MUCH BETTER one! In only 30 minutes! Gawd, I'm so proud. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh and we had the last BOM meeting of the year. That was when I found out that the deadline for the competition has been postponed to next week. Grrr. We rushed for nothing. By the way, we'll miss the form5s especially the committee members. They're awesome! *salutes to them* Anyway, we had a farewell party. I ate a lot. =) The food was great too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have to wash plates tomorrow. =.=' Speech Day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2407208132831653893?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2407208132831653893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2407208132831653893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2407208132831653893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2407208132831653893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/2u-im-so-proud-of-you-guys-most-of-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6804635517375487999</id><published>2009-08-12T18:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:30:44.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHU YEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE AN 'IMAGINARY' CAKE! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-6804635517375487999?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6804635517375487999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6804635517375487999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6804635517375487999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6804635517375487999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-shu-yee-have-imaginary.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-283858361256156870</id><published>2009-08-11T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T18:24:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This stupid folio is driving me crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*You spin my head right round right round*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why so &lt;em&gt;ma huan&lt;/em&gt; mia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had to run around the whole school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gather lots and lots of information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Type and type and type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now I have more than 40 pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Double spacing. Such a waste of space and paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's killing trees!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I had to translate lots and lots of pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now my pendrive's with the teacher. =.='&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My MS Word is lagging like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The grill gates leading to it are always locked whenever I have a chance to bring my cam to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now I'm stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or I would have completed it hours ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People who expect me to send my whole folio to them.&lt;br /&gt;I would advise you to forget it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speech Day No.1 -&gt; Over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speech Day No.2 -&gt; Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Same performances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of Speech Day, the peacock dance isn't bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's no drama presentation this time. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow's the last UB meeting of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I saw X this morning! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-283858361256156870?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/283858361256156870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=283858361256156870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/283858361256156870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/283858361256156870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/bleh.html' title='Bleh.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7799237566790067920</id><published>2009-08-09T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T11:17:27.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn fever. Grrr. For the past two days, I've been down with fever, cough and sore throat. =( And I haven't drank coffee for three days! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I went 'kaypo-ing' at the primary school's Speech Day yesterday morning. And the tall trophy for the excellent student award is no longer presented. Too bad. Nishaa and I were so grateful that we're a few years earlier to have received the trophy. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, those primary kids danced to the extreme. The last dance was the best. The whole thing ended earlier than I thought it would. So I rang PY up last minute for a movie. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched G.I Joe. The movie's AWESOME! A must-watch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367796718070293682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sn4-rN8WZLI/AAAAAAAABA0/gs1vHoWvnp0/s320/gi_joe_poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went for tuition and I got fever again. =.=' Bleh. I should be happy that I'm fine now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speech Day rehearsal's tomorrow. That teacher seriously has no taste in selecting costumes. Playing tradisional instruments with white tops and black skirts on? =.=' I can't imagine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-7799237566790067920?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7799237566790067920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7799237566790067920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7799237566790067920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7799237566790067920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/damn-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sn4-rN8WZLI/AAAAAAAABA0/gs1vHoWvnp0/s72-c/gi_joe_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3025955776471894677</id><published>2009-08-05T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:50:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mere update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366469432960625506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnmHhDmcK2I/AAAAAAAABAk/AmX49EGIieM/s320/3269662035_e56984e143.jpg" /&gt;=( Have been lack of sleep lately. Eyebags! Gah. Almost fell asleep in class today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Going to school has been a lil' sad lately. The same thing just goes on and on. Nothing special, all those same boring craps. Speaking about which, people in my school are actually wearing masks! Don't get me wrong, not those party masks, but these. *points below*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnmKIxl3faI/AAAAAAAABAs/wHc6912QMSo/s1600-h/33751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366472314344406434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnmKIxl3faI/AAAAAAAABAs/wHc6912QMSo/s320/33751.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Students are falling sick one by one. Many of my classmates weren't feeling well either. Even 'Almond's' mum wore a mask. =.=' I did too. Tried it out for fun. Uncomfortable though. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since Ah Piang, Lee Sa etc are gonna' represent the school in some scrabble competition tomorrow, I wish them all the best! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've been looking forward to sleeping too much. Sis and mum nagged me like almost every night cause' I headed to the bed as soon as I was home. Is sleeping even a sin? Bleh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When's the next time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon, I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3025955776471894677?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3025955776471894677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3025955776471894677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3025955776471894677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3025955776471894677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/mere-update.html' title='Mere update.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnmHhDmcK2I/AAAAAAAABAk/AmX49EGIieM/s72-c/3269662035_e56984e143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3613973101361804159</id><published>2009-08-01T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:35:52.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember. =)</title><content type='html'>Why is the title so? I have my reasons. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we celebrated Founder's Day today at Wisma Penyayang. Thanks a lot to Sir Joel for providing Vivien and I transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we followed Sir Joel to St. Xavier's Branch School cause' the juniors section had their parade this morning. Only 6 turned up. =.=' And there was this particular member who was so effing annoying and noisy till sir had to make him do push ups. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch then changed into uniform at AOG. Krystle and I followed Dex to the venue. And I don't think I'll ever ride in his car again. Very scary and shaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FD ended before 6pm and we had a short awards' session. Received my first aid certificate. But left it in Sir Joel's car. Then it was time for promotion. Gratz to those who got promoted! Especially the sergeants. They sure do deserve it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope they don't leave. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish, if only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3613973101361804159?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3613973101361804159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3613973101361804159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3613973101361804159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3613973101361804159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to remember. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5803309917536187752</id><published>2009-07-31T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:32:08.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My part in the Heritage Heboh Challenge officially ended yesterday! I've done everything I needed to do. All that's left are the results. XD. Shan't bother much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Founder's Day is tomorrow. Which means, I get to skip tuition! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been practising gamelan a lot lately. And seeing NLS playing the trumpet was so fun! She was like : *blows trumpet and stops after a few notes* Which note am I at?! That was heck funny! Mr. Siva kept asking the orchestra group to repeat the same few bars cause’ of her. Gawd. I was laughing non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had BOM meeting today, it was awesome. Teacher advisor wasn't there. We had an impromptu speech session. And one of the seniors' speech was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I actually cursed that damned club for 30 minutes in front of my sister. I've never done that in my entire life. And I've decided that I'm gonna' quit it next year. No matter what THAT teacher advisor says, I AM QUITTING AND THAT IS IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probation's ending in another week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnK2P_cxhWI/AAAAAAAABAM/j9oJFgTQzJY/s1600-h/30-07-09_1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364550491998094690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnK2P_cxhWI/AAAAAAAABAM/j9oJFgTQzJY/s320/30-07-09_1754.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw these guitars in my music school yesterday. I'm sure Vivien would want one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5803309917536187752?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5803309917536187752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5803309917536187752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5803309917536187752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5803309917536187752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-part-in-heritage-heboh-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SnK2P_cxhWI/AAAAAAAABAM/j9oJFgTQzJY/s72-c/30-07-09_1754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3105383477680108665</id><published>2009-07-28T17:32:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:50:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Cheshire Home.</title><content type='html'>Listening to -&gt; I'm Only Me When I'm With You by Taylor Swfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we Form Twos went to the Cheshire Home today. The buses arrived at around 9.30am. So before that, LPG made us practise the gamelan with the orchestra group. Haih. The rest were busy helping out the teachers to pack everything into hampers in the conference room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2U had to ride on the school bus while the other classes got to ride on the travel buses. We were supposed to be first in line but ended up last cause' we helped to carry the hampers. 'Buat baik tak dibalas baik'. Lol. The bus we got onto had a weird smell. Yikes. So most of the class complained to the teachers and they decided to let us return to school by the travel bus. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRLNkc_I/AAAAAAAAA-k/vLYrORg3QLw/s1600-h/28-07-09_0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363447702172759026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRLNkc_I/AAAAAAAAA-k/vLYrORg3QLw/s320/28-07-09_0950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chi Yan - candid shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRQybbgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/cmVZdW9HFPI/s1600-h/28-07-09_0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363447703669534210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRQybbgI/AAAAAAAAA-s/cmVZdW9HFPI/s320/28-07-09_0959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way to the home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRg1cSiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/drC0Ia4Y8k4/s1600-h/28-07-09_1016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363447707977140770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRg1cSiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/drC0Ia4Y8k4/s320/28-07-09_1016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cross stiches they made were awesome! And super neat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363447710815309490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRraHTrI/AAAAAAAAA-8/G2Y44oEJ93I/s320/28-07-09_1110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MC9tf3gI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uF2EXKYD4fE/s1600-h/28-07-09_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363448557542039042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MC9tf3gI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uF2EXKYD4fE/s320/28-07-09_1112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All those are handmade. Must have been hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MDJdtyyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Uo9cK3Y4CYk/s1600-h/28-07-09_1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363448560697068322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MDJdtyyI/AAAAAAAAA_M/Uo9cK3Y4CYk/s320/28-07-09_1020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MDVUxdUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/3-ctYFd9lww/s1600-h/28-07-09_1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363448563880785218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MDVUxdUI/AAAAAAAAA_U/3-ctYFd9lww/s320/28-07-09_1021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we had performances and games. Gawd. Kanmani can really dance! Boy, she sure was cool! And a few of my classmates were definitely kind enough to spare their faces for the people to paint on! Great job guys! Lol. *points below*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7Mf6fF6hI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SmemjU2TNMM/s1600-h/28-07-09_1209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363449054892517906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7Mf6fF6hI/AAAAAAAAA_0/SmemjU2TNMM/s320/28-07-09_1209.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole with her face smeared with paint! Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MD-d18OI/AAAAAAAAA_k/5koDbFB41A0/s1600-h/28-07-09_1235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363448574924681442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MD-d18OI/AAAAAAAAA_k/5koDbFB41A0/s320/28-07-09_1235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The travel bus which we finally got to ride on after bearing the smell in the school bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish came true today! I hoped for it to rain, and it did! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MgKdFLFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pU7vkZhq30I/s1600-h/28-07-09_1636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363449059179048018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7MgKdFLFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pU7vkZhq30I/s320/28-07-09_1636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coffee tastes extremely great on rainy days. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7NQiWBWCI/AAAAAAAABAE/1tSIUJQOEr0/s1600-h/27-07-09_1636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363449890225608738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7NQiWBWCI/AAAAAAAABAE/1tSIUJQOEr0/s320/27-07-09_1636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A piggy-bank which sis received from her friend years ago. That innocent face looks like my dog's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3105383477680108665?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3105383477680108665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3105383477680108665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3105383477680108665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3105383477680108665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit-to-cheshire-home.html' title='Visit to Cheshire Home.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sm7LRLNkc_I/AAAAAAAAA-k/vLYrORg3QLw/s72-c/28-07-09_0950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-9006363250122495422</id><published>2009-07-27T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:48:34.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY ALWIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A BLESSED YEAR AHEAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-9006363250122495422?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/9006363250122495422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=9006363250122495422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/9006363250122495422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/9006363250122495422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-15th-birthday-alwin-have-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1902735224834291571</id><published>2009-07-26T18:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:43:47.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*You hear me laughing* LOL</title><content type='html'>OMG, tuition was so effing funny today! Thanks to that 'radio couple' though! Too bad PY and Jan were absent. Fion-Na and I couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio couple : Sir! Sir! We PLAYED with babies! (babies as in kittens)&lt;br /&gt;Sir : What?! You two MADE babies?!&lt;br /&gt;Us : *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pp practice was fun yesterday! KT was like a robot. Serving the pp balls non-stop and I kept smashing her with them. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zgeiZeI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cKbsig9USYY/s1600-h/26-07-09_0921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719315787408866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zgeiZeI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cKbsig9USYY/s320/26-07-09_0921.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Construction work just opposite my home. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zfdx97I/AAAAAAAAA9c/6fCUKdR6R7o/s1600-h/20-07-09_1717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719315515799474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zfdx97I/AAAAAAAAA9c/6fCUKdR6R7o/s320/20-07-09_1717.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flip flap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zIYXyYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/T6QNklU01lY/s1600-h/18-07-09_1052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362719309319096706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zIYXyYI/AAAAAAAAA9U/T6QNklU01lY/s320/18-07-09_1052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jia Jun's violin. XD. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will be going to a spastic children's home this Tuesday. =) It's for our Civics report. Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am addicted to typing A-Z! Nah. It's just an application in Facebook. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw4-SCu6wI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IBL8dVkiboA/s1600-h/a-z.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362723898937764610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw4-SCu6wI/AAAAAAAAA9s/IBL8dVkiboA/s320/a-z.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 days! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-1902735224834291571?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1902735224834291571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1902735224834291571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1902735224834291571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1902735224834291571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-hear-me-laughing-lol.html' title='*You hear me laughing* LOL'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smw0zgeiZeI/AAAAAAAAA9k/cKbsig9USYY/s72-c/26-07-09_0921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3172608704985735507</id><published>2009-07-26T12:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:08:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala, I promote! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm pretty bored now, I shall help sis' bf (Tsu Yew) to promote stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone would be interested, but if you're a rubik's fan, feel free to visit &lt;a href="http://pgcubes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cube World&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here're some pictures of his products! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvcOrzPlgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/hXPCCDKGgv0/s1600-h/3581217465_1c3d65294f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621926148642306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvcOrzPlgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/hXPCCDKGgv0/s320/3581217465_1c3d65294f_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pillow mastermorphix. Looks like 'ba chang' eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvcORgjlvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TOcP9tNh8Dg/s1600-h/2844518903_8574d689e6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621919090939634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvcORgjlvI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TOcP9tNh8Dg/s320/2844518903_8574d689e6_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter black hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbx043zFI/AAAAAAAAA88/rJIHzYQvSoA/s1600-h/3746342268_ac825d82d8_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621430371961938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbx043zFI/AAAAAAAAA88/rJIHzYQvSoA/s320/3746342268_ac825d82d8_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mirror block. It's new arrival. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbxt8XntI/AAAAAAAAA80/2QT1dA7Jk58/s1600-h/3746342066_16ef623bfd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621428507582162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbxt8XntI/AAAAAAAAA80/2QT1dA7Jk58/s320/3746342066_16ef623bfd_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tetraminx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvbxQs3pqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/XIgnRA0WZ6Q/s1600-h/3745549693_f97d244f63_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621420657944226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvbxQs3pqI/AAAAAAAAA8s/XIgnRA0WZ6Q/s320/3745549693_f97d244f63_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ultraman 2x2. Should get one for my lil' cousin. Bet he'll spoil it in minutes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvbxPSxDqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/66l1geHDZ6U/s1600-h/3745548731_1a88a71b51_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621420280024738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvbxPSxDqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/66l1geHDZ6U/s320/3745548731_1a88a71b51_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3x3x3 cube. It glows in the dark. A-we-so-me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbw6HxQ-I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qh9jegpmCUw/s1600-h/3745548403_1cb4bafb2b_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362621414596756450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Smvbw6HxQ-I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qh9jegpmCUw/s320/3745548403_1cb4bafb2b_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 6x6x6 rubiks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are just a few out of the products he sells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out his website for more info. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3172608704985735507?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3172608704985735507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3172608704985735507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3172608704985735507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3172608704985735507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/lalala-i-promote.html' title='Lalala, I promote! =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SmvcOrzPlgI/AAAAAAAAA9M/hXPCCDKGgv0/s72-c/3581217465_1c3d65294f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1961626405350698647</id><published>2009-07-24T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:51:49.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;School's test 2 is OFFICIALLY OVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I have loads of stuff to complete. Tomorrow's the deadline to hand in the Heritage Heboh slideshow. And it took me 4 damned hours to make a damned video to be included in the presentation. IT ALMOST DIDN'T WORK! Blah. Though I've got it done using sis' laptop, now my PC's CD drive ain't working. So I couldn't test it using my PC. What if the video doesn't work in other computers? Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's History folio. Not to mention, Moral folio as well. Geography folio's coming up very soon. Then there's Speech Day. And also the gamelan practices. Plus I've got uniform stuffs to settle! GAHHHH! Kill me! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered about anything now. Darn frustrating. I HATE GROUP WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8 more days to go!&lt;/em&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/7254081717950024247-1961626405350698647?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/1961626405350698647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=1961626405350698647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1961626405350698647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/1961626405350698647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-test-2-is-officially-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2594408588634847930</id><published>2009-07-16T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:23:29.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I turned another year older.</title><content type='html'>Shu Yao, you sure did make my birthday a memorable one. It's the first time I've ever received a present which required me to distribute stuff to people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Shu Yao was in school with a paper bag in her hand. So after she gave it to me, I opened it since she asked me to. And the contents of the paper bag were none other than, TIEPINS. Prefects' tiepins. Each with names on them. Well, I couldn't possibly keep those tiepins so I had to distribute them instead. Btw, thanks a lot Azreen for helping me return them to your classmates! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, pizzas were my birthday cake. Lol. Treated family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8oxlqgR8I/AAAAAAAAA7s/Wj3sCxbbgxE/s1600-h/14-07-09_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359046913983268802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8oxlqgR8I/AAAAAAAAA7s/Wj3sCxbbgxE/s320/14-07-09_1700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Earphones given by Felicia. Thanks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8ox5hwewI/AAAAAAAAA70/D11rLYf2Vk8/s1600-h/16-07-09_1916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359046919315290882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8ox5hwewI/AAAAAAAAA70/D11rLYf2Vk8/s320/16-07-09_1916.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So-called 'birthday cake'. XD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And by the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY E-JEN, REBECCA AND STEPHANIE! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2594408588634847930?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2594408588634847930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2594408588634847930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2594408588634847930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2594408588634847930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-turned-another-year-older.html' title='I turned another year older.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8oxlqgR8I/AAAAAAAAA7s/Wj3sCxbbgxE/s72-c/14-07-09_1700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2984513395339225171</id><published>2009-07-16T20:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:00:01.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you people! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;People who wished me, thank you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Janice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Felicia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shu Yee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chi Yan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daniel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ezra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alwin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Victor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ph'ng Pin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dex &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Theresa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shu Yao &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phoay Ning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adlina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wan Xin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wan Ying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Claudia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nicole &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ghayathiri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kahini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rebecca &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E-Jen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bernice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sau Cheng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KrystleY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azreen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stella &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Deidre &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dianah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fionne &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Edwina &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angeline &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jessie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nishaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fion-Na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Su Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sasirega &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U-Jeen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anuja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeh Ying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tsu Yew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooi Yim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meng Fei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chia Yong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shi Khye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sir Joel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whole of 2U though I've already mentioned a few. Thanks for the song. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I left anyone out. I have bad memory FYI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2984513395339225171?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2984513395339225171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2984513395339225171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2984513395339225171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2984513395339225171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-you-people.html' title='Thank you people! =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2444551473545114274</id><published>2009-07-15T20:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:16:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala. Just an update. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to GP on Sunday night. There was this man - Wilson Lema, who's an American native. He was playing some really awesome music at the New Wing. His instruments are all traditional ones. I've never seen anything like them. Dad and I were so drawn to his music that we left Mum and Sis behind while they shopped! XD. Dad bought one of his albums. Oh well, it's not always that we get to meet people like him, so the price we paid was worth it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8m8i4h3xI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eoLYpWABaac/s1600-h/12-07-09_1957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359044903192092434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8m8i4h3xI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eoLYpWABaac/s320/12-07-09_1957.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8nUOImVgI/AAAAAAAAA7c/JAEZxJ4M0gA/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045309939209730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8nUOImVgI/AAAAAAAAA7c/JAEZxJ4M0gA/s320/DSC00479.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wilson Lema.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8nUmEzD7I/AAAAAAAAA7k/Olh6uHJV0mc/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359045316365717426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8nUmEzD7I/AAAAAAAAA7k/Olh6uHJV0mc/s320/DSC00482.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stuff made by the native Americans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Monday was the re-launching of CLS' BM &amp;amp; BI campaign. So now students have to be really aware of their languages cause' prefects even have the authority to keep track of their names. This officially means that other dialects are now ILLEGAL in CLS. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after school, I joined the school's table tennis tournament. Against team mates, that's all. So they were more to friendly matches. First game and I had to play against Vivien. Lol. Sorry ah. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday wasn't anything much as well. Skipped music class for the tournament. Hah. Played doubles against PN and HL. MP and I were the only under 15s there. =.=' Oh well. We advanced. Though for some reasons, I feel absolutely guilty for making it into the next round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was heck boring. I freaking hate block B. It's so effing hot! I would prefer block A so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of tournament. Played against the 'SaSa sekalian' aka Lee Sa and Theresa. They were good. =) The Ping Pong Club and PAIS were in the hall. And they watched some video which kinda' freaked us out. KYLA was there too. She kept staring blankly at the LCD screen. Then all of a sudden, everyone burst into laughter. =.=' Halfway through the game, the screen showed a I-don't-know-what-creature. It's either a baby or a tortoise. But I was pretty sure that it's a baby. Then everyone stared at it, being totally speechless. Especially the SaSa. And we laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That damned woman insisted that the choir competition participants take part in the Speech Day performance. Not LPG though. I ain't gonna' go up there and sing no matter what. Can't I just be free from choir for once? Gahhh! Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2444551473545114274?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2444551473545114274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2444551473545114274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2444551473545114274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2444551473545114274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/lalala-just-update.html' title='Lalala. Just an update. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sl8m8i4h3xI/AAAAAAAAA7U/eoLYpWABaac/s72-c/12-07-09_1957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4094494721262261349</id><published>2009-07-10T20:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:21:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heritage tour. Randomness.</title><content type='html'>Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special, as usual. Lol. Had violin class after school. Vi's sis, as in Adeline, SNAPPED ALL THE 4 STRINGS ON HER VIOLIN. Awesome. First time I've seen someone who's superbly incredible in snapping strings. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGIE AKA EVIAL SIS AND WAN XIN! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, 'lepak-ed' around the school. Followed Azreen aka my senior around the school for a tour on LAD. Then went to the library. Was hoping to get some info to complete the history folio. Found nothing. Took lots of photos. Meaningless ones. Also can be considered as 'bo su cho'. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKGdEEBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/r6t4upMG24M/s1600-h/10-07-09_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356806530404716562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKGdEEBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/r6t4upMG24M/s320/10-07-09_1308.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKa4hxmI/AAAAAAAAA30/X7KN1wgUmX4/s1600-h/10-07-09_1310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356806535888619106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKa4hxmI/AAAAAAAAA30/X7KN1wgUmX4/s320/10-07-09_1310.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; APD 2. Very stuffy! Grr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKj54l7I/AAAAAAAAA38/tAbCWbz-_Cc/s1600-h/10-07-09_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356806538310227890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKj54l7I/AAAAAAAAA38/tAbCWbz-_Cc/s320/10-07-09_1311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczLF4DaoI/AAAAAAAAA4E/oBn4QyngF2U/s1600-h/10-07-09_1313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356806547429354114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczLF4DaoI/AAAAAAAAA4E/oBn4QyngF2U/s320/10-07-09_1313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczLc-NlXI/AAAAAAAAA4M/0ACIkUHA4BM/s1600-h/10-07-09_1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356806553629201778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczLc-NlXI/AAAAAAAAA4M/0ACIkUHA4BM/s320/10-07-09_1314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 2I girls at the autogym. Thought they were supposed to work on their Civics. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0FjPaM0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/4to_8l7XuNo/s1600-h/10-07-09_1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356807551744357186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0FjPaM0I/AAAAAAAAA4U/4to_8l7XuNo/s320/10-07-09_1315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random. Noticed it on the Mini Libary board. That's Vi's hand btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0Fwiv4aI/AAAAAAAAA4c/exC_iFm5zX8/s1600-h/10-07-09_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356807555315130786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0Fwiv4aI/AAAAAAAAA4c/exC_iFm5zX8/s320/10-07-09_1316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kar Tien and Huey Lin practising table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headed to the music room then. Saw Pn Lim guiding her 'angklung' girls outside the room. Those involved in ochestra was in the room instead. Browsed through brochures from the World Heritage Office while listening to the sounds of the angklung. And no doubt, more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0FxLuX9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZbmyJ19lJpM/s1600-h/10-07-09_1319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356807555486998482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0FxLuX9I/AAAAAAAAA4k/ZbmyJ19lJpM/s320/10-07-09_1319.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'angklung' girls. Look at Angeline! She was a lil' confused though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0GDVCSPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/WGLqzCSjOuI/s1600-h/10-07-09_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356807560357890290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0GDVCSPI/AAAAAAAAA4s/WGLqzCSjOuI/s320/10-07-09_1328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brochures from the World Heritage Office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forgot about the time. So Vi, Ade and I had to rush to porch 2 to meet up with the others. Turned out that they weren't there. Quickly changed into school tee. Rushed all the way to Town Hall cause' that was where our heritage tour for the Heritage Heboh Challenge would start. We weren't late I guess. Earliest among the others. Waited for the groups from Hamid Khan to arrive. And the tour started. Visited many places which I've never ever paid attention or went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0GfW5EBI/AAAAAAAAA40/1PrynAq5sO4/s1600-h/10-07-09_1400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356807567881867282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc0GfW5EBI/AAAAAAAAA40/1PrynAq5sO4/s320/10-07-09_1400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was bored while waiting at Town Hall, so I took this. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc5JiwlyKI/AAAAAAAAA60/oYguyp6DHdc/s1600-h/10-07-09_1552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356813117892708514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc5JiwlyKI/AAAAAAAAA60/oYguyp6DHdc/s320/10-07-09_1552.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1Jp437EI/AAAAAAAAA5M/oGa4MiKcvOQ/s1600-h/10-07-09_1605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356808721759988802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1Jp437EI/AAAAAAAAA5M/oGa4MiKcvOQ/s320/10-07-09_1605.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Little India. If I'm not mistaken, those are Samosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1JdE7DGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/l8rnvKn9Hnk/s1600-h/10-07-09_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356808718320864354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1JdE7DGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/l8rnvKn9Hnk/s320/10-07-09_1553.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1JpHv-hI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CM-3ar9yQAI/s1600-h/10-07-09_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356808721553947154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1JpHv-hI/AAAAAAAAA5U/CM-3ar9yQAI/s320/10-07-09_1611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This old man has been carving since ages. Tour guide aka Mrs Fidel said he's the only person left in Penang who has this skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1J8CGSGI/AAAAAAAAA5c/BeMgy5tcn4c/s1600-h/10-07-09_1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356808726630516834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc1J8CGSGI/AAAAAAAAA5c/BeMgy5tcn4c/s320/10-07-09_1612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2IdZFdhI/AAAAAAAAA5k/QqO7UG_2KaQ/s1600-h/10-07-09_1631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809800737191442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2IdZFdhI/AAAAAAAAA5k/QqO7UG_2KaQ/s320/10-07-09_1631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kapitan Keling Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2Imtu_5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/0yBHAV6-qGA/s1600-h/10-07-09_1636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809803239718802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2Imtu_5I/AAAAAAAAA5s/0yBHAV6-qGA/s320/10-07-09_1636.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2Ij9uyCI/AAAAAAAAA50/KrD6q9Viyz0/s1600-h/10-07-09_1646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809802501507106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2Ij9uyCI/AAAAAAAAA50/KrD6q9Viyz0/s320/10-07-09_1646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2IxVPfZI/AAAAAAAAA58/IZ0tzhyXb8g/s1600-h/10-07-09_1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809806089780626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2IxVPfZI/AAAAAAAAA58/IZ0tzhyXb8g/s320/10-07-09_1651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random kitty. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The tour was AWESOME! But we ended up real sweaty and tired when we reached the World Heritage Office which was our ending point. Watched a presentation about the history of Georgetown etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2JKfRWDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/yWCnhto1Oc8/s1600-h/10-07-09_1732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809812842731570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc2JKfRWDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/yWCnhto1Oc8/s320/10-07-09_1732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The slide presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811261867018450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3dghlSNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/rewZMj5RcDU/s320/10-07-09_1751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811270261778882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3d_zDKcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/QB2Xp_YybG4/s320/10-07-09_1754.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Displays at the World Heritage Office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PY’s sis sent me home. Got my advanced birthday present from sis. Ate a part of sis’ Chocolate Indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc9qpcgYdI/AAAAAAAAA68/B4D2XDtXjjM/s1600-h/CIMG4684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818084669710802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc9qpcgYdI/AAAAAAAAA68/B4D2XDtXjjM/s320/CIMG4684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ATXY = mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc-SFVb1TI/AAAAAAAAA7M/wJnsf7NnjzU/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818762171143474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc-SFVb1TI/AAAAAAAAA7M/wJnsf7NnjzU/s320/DSC00477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chocolate Indulgence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc-RzhYtOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/sK9aE70LTIE/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356818757389432034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc-RzhYtOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/sK9aE70LTIE/s320/DSC00473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;One of sis' birthday presents. She named it 'Moo Moo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3eHmqxJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/xx2WdsGQUCM/s1600-h/10-07-09_1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811272357332114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3eHmqxJI/AAAAAAAAA6c/xx2WdsGQUCM/s320/10-07-09_1817.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kon Joe's pyraminx that he asked me to help him buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3efrUTgI/AAAAAAAAA6k/9yPjPrOcJsU/s1600-h/10-07-09_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811278819282434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3efrUTgI/AAAAAAAAA6k/9yPjPrOcJsU/s320/10-07-09_1855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini rubiks keychain given to sis by Tsu Yew. Really small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3ehdwluI/AAAAAAAAA6s/FEgyF47RBCw/s1600-h/10-07-09_1856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356811279299286754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Slc3ehdwluI/AAAAAAAAA6s/FEgyF47RBCw/s320/10-07-09_1856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See? Compare it with the usual ones. It's small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there’s this girl from Hamid Khan who has almost the same name as Vivien! Both are Vivien Tan. And their full names were quite similar as well. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4094494721262261349?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4094494721262261349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4094494721262261349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4094494721262261349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4094494721262261349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/heritage-tour-randomness.html' title='Heritage tour. Randomness.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlczKGdEEBI/AAAAAAAAA3s/r6t4upMG24M/s72-c/10-07-09_1308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5703411037042478200</id><published>2009-07-08T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:41:06.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blogger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AWAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JULY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;under&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pressure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;depression!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AAAAHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/7254081717950024247-5703411037042478200?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5703411037042478200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5703411037042478200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5703411037042478200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5703411037042478200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5367281065840304672</id><published>2009-07-07T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:41:29.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBhdB1rJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/D7ySjNtxdPY/s1600-h/Faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696424857480338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBhdB1rJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/D7ySjNtxdPY/s320/Faith.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Faith. Guess I've lost it in almost everyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBh7jLIZI/AAAAAAAAA3k/x2jCv0-TPNg/s1600-h/2008_by_NKeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696433050362258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBh7jLIZI/AAAAAAAAA3k/x2jCv0-TPNg/s320/2008_by_NKeo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBhq_PwnI/AAAAAAAAA3c/9afPRkD9hhk/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696428604703346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBhq_PwnI/AAAAAAAAA3c/9afPRkD9hhk/s320/rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If life was as colorful as this, wouldn't it be great?&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/7254081717950024247-5367281065840304672?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5367281065840304672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5367281065840304672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5367281065840304672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5367281065840304672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/faith.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SlNBhdB1rJI/AAAAAAAAA3U/D7ySjNtxdPY/s72-c/Faith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-6782800026133561170</id><published>2009-07-06T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:43:52.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents-Teachers Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HARI PERJUMPAAN IBU BAPA DENGAN GURU 09.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I received no lecture. Though whatever that my form teacher told my dad was HELL DISAPPOINTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, don't get me wrong. It's not about me. It's about the whole class. All she could say was -&gt; 2U is a really passive class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was asked to be more active in class. Then the whole class might take part in stuffs and become active as well since I'm the monitor and I should lead them. =.=' Like I did not try. The thing is, there's seriously something wrong with my class. And I have the faintest idea about what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness? Probably. Since we're the so-called first class in the whole form. Competition's strong and that's something that no one can deny. Apart from that, people might be thinking that the first class always hands in homeworks and projects on time. All done by THEMSELVES. Just so you people know, THAT'S COMPLETELY WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being classmates with them for years, it's apparent that they still can't be independent. Maybe that's also one of the causes of us being so passive. I can't deny that I do stay quiet and not take part at times, but at least, I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a situation which I TOTALLY DISLIKE. I've been bearing with this since I was in primary school. So if any of you were in my shoes, I could guarantee that you wouldn't like it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*teacher comes in and asks for someone to represent the class for some competition*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*class keeps quiet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*everyone turns and looks at me* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Classmates : TEACHER! ASK ANGELA TO JOIN LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the teacher would be staring at me. Wondering if I would agree. No offence to my classmates, but I ain't as free as you people think I am. Do you guys expect me to run up and down the stairs every single day, pant like a mad dog, repeat the same phrase asking the class to tone down and last but not least, represent the class in every single competition held in school? As if I have super powers or whatever crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry if I offended anyone through this post. But to be frank, I hate the fact that I belong to 2U sometimes. It's time to learn to depend on yourself, not anyone else. Lead, not follow. Change for the better. Not for the teachers or parents, but for ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And this would be what I would say if things remain the same way without any improvement : I've had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-6782800026133561170?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/6782800026133561170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=6782800026133561170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6782800026133561170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/6782800026133561170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/parents-teachers-day.html' title='Parents-Teachers Day.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-3054030428778690893</id><published>2009-07-04T19:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:11:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Age 3. Wishes. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354576886194000626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sk9HTugcUvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/H3v65s8z4eg/s320/ice+age+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Listening to Fifteen by Taylor Swift. Kinda' enjoyed listening to country songs lately. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dex, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with cousin bro, his friend, and my sis to QB yesterday night. Watched Ice Age 3. *points to the picture above* The movie was hillarious! =) Almost got sore throat. Too much popcorn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went for the prefects' interview yesterday after school. I actually forgot that I'm in the choir club. Sorry Pn Lim. XD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had table tennis practice this morning in the primary school's hall. Coach treated a few of us 100 plus. Lol. Went for tuition as usual. Jan was there as well. PY and the others had to skip for certain reasons. I was supposed to skip too. But was lazy to attend the heritage briefing thing so I decided to attend tuition! So hardworking of me eh? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*looks at student diary*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall wish happy advanced birthday to my July friends in this post. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th -&gt; Angie aka Sis and Wan Xin.&lt;br /&gt;11th -&gt; Phoay Ning.&lt;br /&gt;13th -&gt; Dianah.&lt;br /&gt;27th -&gt; Alwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, take care!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-3054030428778690893?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/3054030428778690893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=3054030428778690893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3054030428778690893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/3054030428778690893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/ice-age-3-wishes.html' title='Ice Age 3. Wishes. =)'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sk9HTugcUvI/AAAAAAAAA3M/H3v65s8z4eg/s72-c/ice+age+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8359076795880804321</id><published>2009-07-02T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:26:49.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Language Week.</title><content type='html'>I was hyper in school today. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nicole, grats for emerging as champion in the public speaking competition! You were awesome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to sit effing front during the public speaking and story telling competitions. Cause' Vi and I were the timekeepers. XD. We accidentally rang the bell before the time limit, so one of the participants ended her speech seconds after the bell rang. But found out soon that her speech was supposed to end at that time since it was short. So it wasn't our fault after all! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Vasugi decided to let us remain in the hall though we were supposed to be in class for lessons. Well, most of the my classmates didn't bring any books so there was no point in returning for lessons. XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumble was fun! 2U won! And just like last year, we had to clean the hall after everyone left cause' we were the winners of 2 competitions. =.=' That wasn't a good reason. But Pn Vasugi made us do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violin class today was a lil' frustrating. Thank God Jia Jun was there. My violin's E string snapped. =.=' She sponsored me one. Thanks a lot! Tuning new violins seemed impossible. They just go out of tune once you're done with the tuning. Haih. And the bridges kept coming off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two string instruments in a day. My fingers! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school should consider playing songs every morning before assembly. The atmosphere's just so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow. I'm dreading it. I'm looking forward to it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't you just GET A LIFE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just so you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're being immature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8359076795880804321?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8359076795880804321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8359076795880804321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8359076795880804321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8359076795880804321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/english-language-week.html' title='English Language Week.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-8787028231323481921</id><published>2009-07-01T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:31:57.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>Yay! No lessons going on tomorrow. Except the last lesson of the day, which is History. Oh well, we're doing folio after all. So, a day off! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another good news! I'M NOT INVOLVED IN CHOIR ON SPEECH DAY! Bwahahahahaha! First time man! But on one condition that I have to gobble up my food every recess till Speech Day's over just to go to the music room to practise those 2 EVIAL songs. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I AIN'T SINGING IN THE CHOIR THIS TIME! That's all that matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language Day's tomorrow. The reason why we get to miss lessons tomorrow. Good luck to those who're taking part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies* I need to rush. For loads of stuff. Damn packed schedule. BLAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nights people! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-8787028231323481921?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/8787028231323481921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=8787028231323481921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8787028231323481921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/8787028231323481921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-2528714452204645399</id><published>2009-06-29T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:36:26.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross-country.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was the cross-country run! I thought I wouldn't be running at all. Then that crazy gang namely Sie Hoon, Wan Xin etc speeded without me knowing. And I had to chase after them. But it was fun! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Wan Xin and Hui Ling behind cause' they were too tired and lazy to run! Bwahahahahaha! Heh. Same went to sensei NLS. She left Theresa alone. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the whole cross-country thing was tiring. Was planning to 'fish' in tuition. But PY, Soo and I crapped all the way cause' the tutor wasn't even there to observe us. XD. Laughed till our stomachs ached. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking part in some Penang heritage thing. I have the feeling that it's gonna' turn out to be real troublesome competition. So many stages and crap to complete. Haih. *shoots self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaahh. Sitting for a test tomorrow. Wish me luck! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo! Friday here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-2528714452204645399?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/2528714452204645399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=2528714452204645399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2528714452204645399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/2528714452204645399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/06/cross-country-crap.html' title='Cross-country.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-5477239033044604082</id><published>2009-06-26T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:53:36.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SkTD_m5Z71I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7ZeykoKwcAs/s1600-h/Michael-Jackson-Thriller-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351617754763489106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SkTD_m5Z71I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7ZeykoKwcAs/s320/Michael-Jackson-Thriller-25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;There goes the King of Pop, Michael Joseph Jackson. It's just so sudden that he's no longer here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some may remember him as a pop star who mistreated children, he was indeed a great entertainer, in his own style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't a fan of him. But once in a while, I do listen to his songs. And his dancing skills were beyond words. So the news about his death certainly does tell everyone that the world has lost another great legend of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the King of Pop, may you rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-5477239033044604082?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/5477239033044604082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=5477239033044604082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5477239033044604082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/5477239033044604082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute.html' title='Tribute.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/SkTD_m5Z71I/AAAAAAAAA2U/7ZeykoKwcAs/s72-c/Michael-Jackson-Thriller-25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4593754090876845170</id><published>2009-06-25T21:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:23:22.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to -&gt; No Boundaries by Kris Allen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo. Cross-country run's this Saturday. So excited...NOT. I bet I'm gonna' become MUCH MORE TANNED if the sun's gonna' be shining oh-so brightly. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, it's gonna' be held in school and Padang Kota Lama. No more Botanical Garden. Some teachers told me that they got bored of seeing monkeys during cross-country runs every year. Lol. Padang Kota Lama. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, electronic devices aren't allowed. I remembered I was listening to music when I went for cross-country last year. Heh. XD. I don't plan to run at all. It will only be a leisure stroll! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to attend tuition though. How disappointing. Bleh. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLS got a new principal btw. Bye Pn Cheah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speechless* My collar bone hurts. T.T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm beaming with smiles again. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4593754090876845170?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4593754090876845170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4593754090876845170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4593754090876845170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4593754090876845170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/06/listening-to-no-boundaries-by-kris.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-4923679568651767635</id><published>2009-06-21T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:13:36.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running-out-of-titles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO ALL THE FATHERS IN THE WORLD! =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvuJK7aI/AAAAAAAAA2M/v2G3fz3hIv0/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349727421342608802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvuJK7aI/AAAAAAAAA2M/v2G3fz3hIv0/s320/DSC00396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chocolates given by dad's friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvdwVp7I/AAAAAAAAA2E/_GmSudGAgVE/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349727416943486898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvdwVp7I/AAAAAAAAA2E/_GmSudGAgVE/s320/DSC00397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be fooled by it's appearance. It's BITTER! Ignore my schoolbag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had dinner at Home Recipe yesterday. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvPWEQqI/AAAAAAAAA18/a6otf3O9RkM/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349727413075198626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvPWEQqI/AAAAAAAAA18/a6otf3O9RkM/s320/DSC00404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sis' dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4Mu57OK4I/AAAAAAAAA10/w8VzQ0uYVsc/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349727407325457282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4Mu57OK4I/AAAAAAAAA10/w8VzQ0uYVsc/s320/DSC00403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cheese baked-rice. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today's tuition. 'Radio' amazed me. Why? He was was actually paying attention in class! Wow. A miracle huh? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KWZdFqeI/AAAAAAAAA1s/FtalYBm4aWQ/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724787269020130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KWZdFqeI/AAAAAAAAA1s/FtalYBm4aWQ/s320/Image050.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jan's lollipop. With both our pencil bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KWALYLGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/OW3cEQxzKBc/s1600-h/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724780483849314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KWALYLGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/OW3cEQxzKBc/s320/Image061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paid attention to the notes? No. I was busy eating her Pringles. XD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVxJFdxI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ttQmlv8is8c/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724776447702802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVxJFdxI/AAAAAAAAA1c/ttQmlv8is8c/s320/Image058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The art-eraser that Jan bought. Molded it into shapes. Lol. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVpBHV2I/AAAAAAAAA1U/7p3adHwNw00/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724774266787682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVpBHV2I/AAAAAAAAA1U/7p3adHwNw00/s320/Image065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another smiley. I know it's horrible alright. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVeqszMI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SoptkiHUU2Q/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724771488419010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4KVeqszMI/AAAAAAAAA1M/SoptkiHUU2Q/s320/Image046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It should be :D instead of D only. I forgot to add it in! Grrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1oV_MzzNSk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1oV_MzzNSk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XD. Really funny. Lol. =] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I managed another song on the guitar! Woohoo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Two days ago, I ate the MOST BITTER CHOCOLATE in my life. Yesterday, I drank the SWEETEST SOFT DRINK in my life. I don't even think it's a soft drink! It ain't gassy at all! Tasted like cough medicine syrup instead. Yuck. Almost made me puke. Grrr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Who knows what would come next? Maybe the MOST SOUR THING in my life? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-4923679568651767635?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/4923679568651767635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=4923679568651767635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4923679568651767635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/4923679568651767635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol.html' title='Running-out-of-titles.'/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqHnEnG4hYQ/Sj4MvuJK7aI/AAAAAAAAA2M/v2G3fz3hIv0/s72-c/DSC00396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-7573544617534967138</id><published>2009-06-19T15:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:52:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY EZRA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not wishing you yesterday. Really sorry. XD. And good luck for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just tasted the most bitter piece of chocolate I've ever had in my whole life! Darn bitter. T.T Why did I choose that piece?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih. Won't be able to support the coy's two drill teams tomorrow. =[ Darn tuition. I guess I'll 'fish' again in tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People! I need help! *bangs head on the wall* What in the world is wrong with me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The song 'I'd Lie' by Taylor Swift says it all. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is getting crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gawd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7254081717950024247-7573544617534967138?l=silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/feeds/7573544617534967138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7254081717950024247&amp;postID=7573544617534967138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7573544617534967138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7254081717950024247/posts/default/7573544617534967138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silence-that-cuts-me-to-the-core.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-birthday-ezra-sorry-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05076899416286980520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254081717950024247.post-1472557729888767819</id><published>2009-06-18T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:46:06.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a822c7e990c6174" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a822c7e990c6174%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330356277%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D271238F33F8C387B6A7B5C9ED0C72F6AF8DDB638.19BBB0F3C5DE9C12892535AD9D78E3DBAAAA63AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a822c7e990c6174%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI2ubmmWNAr5uR8VXPdN59wN-q9k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a822c7e990c6174%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330356277%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D271238F33F8C387B6A7B5C9ED0C72F6AF8DDB638.19BBB0F3C5DE9C12892535AD9D78E3DBAAAA63AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a822c7e990c6174%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DI2ubmmWNAr5uR8VXPdN59wN-q9k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch it! 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