<?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-13606328</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:18:55.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me me me &amp; more of me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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>464</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1031478780643375991</id><published>2007-08-23T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:06:59.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://visual-arrest.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(click on it, bozo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogspot is being a bitch one too many times. so hello LJ, my new best friend (other than air con).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1031478780643375991?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1031478780643375991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1031478780643375991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1031478780643375991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1031478780643375991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-7202158222214628951</id><published>2007-08-14T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T13:59:22.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finals are over. Wait, did I already say that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday: National Day celebration @ KJ's place. Good Food + Good company + Teeeeeveeee = tillyness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday: Met up with Yixin Missing, and it felt homely to chat with her again. It's been so long. Reminds me again why I adore the girl. Thank God, next Monday we're doing Disturbia, yayhoooray. After, Momsy's birthday dinner at En's. Good Food again, but I ain't complaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday: Slept really late 'cause troy was on till 2amish. Woke up late and headed for Raffles to meet V who is used to me being tardy, yay. I like people who are used to my tardyness. Stood in line for Donut Factory, goshitstoooveratedtome. I wasn't wowed. Ark decided to show after eons and we dined near a filfth ridden water fountain thing. Momsy crashed the party at 9ish. I felt like such a child to be heading home at 9ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday: Gymed like 4 hours and I am still aching. I think I saw Lester there.. or did I? I hate it when I see someone whom I ain't sure is still my friend or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday: Interview for OGL at 9am which Hooey bailed on us. The Qns were amusing. After, finally caught Simpsons with Silk and Blondie. Nachos are sooooo freakishly addictive. Simpsons wasn't as good as I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday: aka Today, I'm feeling groggy so home it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll let the pictures do the talking from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098410950535940514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExvzmoCaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/s--6R1R6UOs/s320/mix+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098410941946005906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExvTmoCZI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1ySopTjNERA/s320/mix+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098410937651038594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExvDmoCYI/AAAAAAAAAxU/JV2BFiXmgII/s320/mix+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098410959125875122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExwTmoCbI/AAAAAAAAAxs/_eX-MeWPA3Y/s320/mix+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098410967715809730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExwzmoCcI/AAAAAAAAAx0/iYiHBqsdJNk/s320/mix+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098408992030853442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEv9zmoCUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/smo2pHXCuR4/s320/mix+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098409000620788050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEv-TmoCVI/AAAAAAAAAw8/HA1ivnVkXek/s320/mix+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098409004915755362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEv-jmoCWI/AAAAAAAAAxE/qgk25-o2HU4/s320/mix+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098409009210722674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEv-zmoCXI/AAAAAAAAAxM/p8vH01I618U/s320/mix+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098408987735886130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEv9jmoCTI/AAAAAAAAAws/lhissFU3HsU/s320/mix+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098404782962903266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEsIzmoCOI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Zv-2VdUC22k/s320/mix+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098404791552837874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEnZTmoCII/AAAAAAAAAvU/kEbrYLmRSzQ/s320/mix+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098399551692736610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEnYTmoCGI/AAAAAAAAAvE/VmGiECMryMg/s320/mix+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098399543102802002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEnXzmoCFI/AAAAAAAAAu8/CahmiX8YXBI/s320/mix+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098399555987703922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEnYjmoCHI/AAAAAAAAAvM/O9wQZmfjw2M/s320/mix+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098397631842355234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsElojmoCCI/AAAAAAAAAuk/91QHb-FT_nw/s320/mix+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098397627547387922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEloTmoCBI/AAAAAAAAAuc/cN3Uoiko1yo/s320/mix+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098397601777584130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsElmzmoCAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/UOIq1lleddo/s320/mix+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098397657612159026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsElqDmoCDI/AAAAAAAAAus/tUwlHROz-Dc/s320/mix+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098399538807834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsEnXjmoCEI/AAAAAAAAAu0/O8u8bl3ntds/s320/mix+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098397593187649522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsElmTmoB_I/AAAAAAAAAuM/wG7rtn2ixqM/s320/mix+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hate having nothing to do at home. I want someone to come over and play hide and seek with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7202158222214628951?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7202158222214628951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7202158222214628951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7202158222214628951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7202158222214628951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/finals-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RsExvzmoCaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/s--6R1R6UOs/s72-c/mix+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5028377786242998906</id><published>2007-08-08T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T19:23:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If the two Mcnuggets Sherilyn and Yixin still check back here sometimes, this Friday is ketchup time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are OVER. And yes, I think Econs and Music is screwed. Initially was only Econs, till today, when I found out from Deuel how delusioned about it I was. But, fretting will just make me age quicker. So, yes, Harry Potter (I am that slow.) tmr. Simpsons on the weekend. Friday is ketchup with the clique. Um, and I've got like 2.5 weeks of Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yellow now. Someone drew me with a yellow highlighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5028377786242998906?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5028377786242998906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5028377786242998906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5028377786242998906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5028377786242998906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-two-mcnuggets-sherilyn-and-yixin.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-6580353375919248199</id><published>2007-08-06T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T21:03:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The ♥ I sell you in the evening, by morning won't exist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I painted my nails (or thumb nails) black and I suddenly feel like such a rebel. That, is good, considering my Economics Finals crashed and burned. The Chubby Hubby Ben and Jerry's Ice cream in the fridge disappeared in a day and it wasn't me. So, I broke into the New York Fudge to make myself happy. B&amp;J's are on sale now, so naturally, my fridge is stocked up, and by stocked up I mean when I open the fridge they fall out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week's been hectic. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095572159420775762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rrcb4amlPVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/93Jwk2yD9mA/s320/shem14.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Music group :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6580353375919248199?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6580353375919248199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6580353375919248199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6580353375919248199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6580353375919248199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-sell-you-in-evening-by-morning-wont.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rrcb4amlPVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/93Jwk2yD9mA/s72-c/shem14.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-6357959749512535902</id><published>2007-08-02T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T11:25:55.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093937847055236418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrFNe6mlPUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/0r8uZA5c8wY/s320/shem21.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Ha ha ha, Shen Shen Shen! We're so gay, but I love it.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrFNeqmlPTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/MnjIxvNaRcY/s1600-h/shem5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093937842760269106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrFNeqmlPTI/AAAAAAAAAt0/MnjIxvNaRcY/s320/shem5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Shem Mooo aka Shampoo. I love stealing your camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, finals next week so yay hip hooray. I am gonna be visiting Novena Starbucks and letting Starbucks earn my dough for the next few days. Major last min. rushing for finals. So, like me. Since the Homies seem so busy and reluctant to join me, Solitude studying is better I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for Wednesday, Simpsons with Silky Pooo! :D And I've got a Hot Date with Hoooey for Balls of Fury so all is good in the hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a tummyache. It's not what I ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6357959749512535902?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6357959749512535902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6357959749512535902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6357959749512535902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6357959749512535902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/ha-ha-ha-shen-shen-shen-were-so-gay-but.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrFNe6mlPUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/0r8uZA5c8wY/s72-c/shem21.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7385411425235278391</id><published>2007-08-01T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:28:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093703530819435794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4X6mlPRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ugeCBqNj9Us/s320/days+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093703522229501186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4XamlPQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/p0ZANHncTEY/s320/days+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My cartoon version of Arthur - Arthy. He's cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093703496459697378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4V6mlPOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/k9mr8TLS2qY/s320/days+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093701907321797778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB25amlPJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/20uOhBhj7F8/s320/days+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093703509344599282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4WqmlPPI/AAAAAAAAAtU/43t151UEEog/s320/days+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dark Chocolate + Strawberries + Honey Comb = Mmmmhmmmlicious.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093701915911732386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB256mlPKI/AAAAAAAAAss/WpeWUlkRQ0M/s320/days+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093701928796634290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB26qmlPLI/AAAAAAAAAs0/KaziAYV_Xsk/s320/days+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ha ha ha, Hooey and I drew Iguanoman aka Evian aka Bob aka Zuo Yuan getting darker every monday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093701933091601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB266mlPMI/AAAAAAAAAs8/gSWD30c4fVM/s320/days+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093701954566438098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB28KmlPNI/AAAAAAAAAtE/k-Sc3dLM_ho/s320/days+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093700185039912066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB1VKmlPII/AAAAAAAAAsc/Fe4bISBmTuI/s320/shem12.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093703535114403106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4YKmlPSI/AAAAAAAAAts/mx6yte6WySQ/s320/shem9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math today, Deuel and Mwen totally vandalised my body. I have 2 smilies and a "Mwen is sexy" on my elbows. Deuel will get it soon, I'll pounc eout of nowhere and draw on his face. Muaaaaaahahahahhahahah! Like when he's sleeping or something. Mwen.. I have a soft spot for her. I swear its her hair, too darn cute. Anyway, Deuel shall perish.. when I feel like perishing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to study for Finals, which are next week. Damn. I reeeeeeefuse. Studying is evil, die you deeeemon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Wednesdays, Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. Psych is on Starworld, if you've got cable.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have only one lesson - Math.&lt;br /&gt;3. I can choose not to go for Math.&lt;br /&gt;4. I can wake up at 12 and no one gives a rat's ass.&lt;br /&gt;5. I get to go Novena Starbucks after Math (if I go for Math) and chill out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;6. Then my mom fetches me home.&lt;br /&gt;7. Coms people have more than 1 lesson. (Ha ha ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;8. 30 rock is also on Starworld.&lt;br /&gt;9. It's nearing Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Evona the other yesterday, Silly V, oh man it's been long. ThankGod my finals end next week, then we can meet up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday wishes I have to mention:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muthu Curry aka Guo Yuan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Although we see each other like really sparsely now, not out of touch yet. Have a smelly birthday babe!&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phi Phi daaaaaaaarling aka Philip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! My dinosaur, you're 17, gosh act like one already. Ha ha ha, no, I was purely kidding, act like.. you. I got you a present and I will see you soon for the handprint thing :D Stylo Dino!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jiaxin baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I remembered your birthday of course! I asked my Sissy to pass it to you so yeah, hope you like it. Yellow is a sexy colour, remember? Must see you soon, Yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gan Jia Hao aka Handsome Boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of so he says, glad you like the gift. And, Yay you're 17! (Finally)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7385411425235278391?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7385411425235278391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7385411425235278391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7385411425235278391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7385411425235278391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-cartoon-version-of-arthur-arthy.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RrB4X6mlPRI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ugeCBqNj9Us/s72-c/days+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-2458372595788844763</id><published>2007-07-29T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T17:04:27.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092533521598463074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqxQQamlPGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/256jqAAhABo/s320/days+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092533525893430386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqxQQqmlPHI/AAAAAAAAAsU/YMMdTqPLVhs/s320/days+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is sooooooooooooooooo funny. Sissy and I were laughing for quite a while. "Nun grater.. Ha ha ha." If you don't get it, please bang your head on the wall now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I am dying to watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. THE SIMPSONS DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;2. Harry Potter and the blahblah of the blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Balls of Fury.&lt;br /&gt;4. Blades of Glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DieHard sucked bad. So did Knocked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yixy Baby, I'm sorry for leaving you hanging so many times :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, let's see. Spent the whole of Saturday rushing Music like hell. Was a bit frazzled I guess. Sorry Jerald, for not attending the gig, next time. Spending Sunday doing the Music, and essay and pileofhomework. I can't wait till 8th august. I haven't picked up a good book in ages. I want a Sunday where I can stay at the library the whole day reading eating reading and more reading, then falling asleep on the chairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2458372595788844763?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2458372595788844763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2458372595788844763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2458372595788844763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2458372595788844763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-sooooooooooooooooo-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqxQQamlPGI/AAAAAAAAAsM/256jqAAhABo/s72-c/days+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5435659198844702008</id><published>2007-07-27T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:30:18.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091894778357169218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLUqmlPEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/hcYsr4BzyI4/s320/days+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091894786947103826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLVKmlPFI/AAAAAAAAAsE/BgazseXyUKM/s320/days+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091894774062201906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLUamlPDI/AAAAAAAAAr0/8a3kONKCduw/s320/days+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091894765472267298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLT6mlPCI/AAAAAAAAArs/IbN9O-s8vaM/s320/days+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885445393234914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoC1amlO-I/AAAAAAAAArM/EfA1aYsPAhM/s320/days+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885436803300306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoC06mlO9I/AAAAAAAAArE/XkNHcNAtq3Y/s320/days+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885471163038706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoC26mlO_I/AAAAAAAAArU/KJtDDhUE1xU/s320/days+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885428213365698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoC0amlO8I/AAAAAAAAAq8/utAtmmh6q9A/s320/days+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840820683029362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqnaP6mlO3I/AAAAAAAAAqU/Dn2da-j0rAw/s320/days+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the Thai place we went to on sixth avenue. Pretty spicyawesome food - especially the Olive Rice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840824977996674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqnaQKmlO4I/AAAAAAAAAqc/yp6vl5GnheE/s320/days+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091894756882332690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLTamlPBI/AAAAAAAAArk/lYcNz8_EArE/s320/days+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840833567931282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqnaQqmlO5I/AAAAAAAAAqk/s3LjebzR6ik/s320/days+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840837862898594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqnaQ6mlO6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/IDRvb4FMUcM/s320/days+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091840842157865906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqnaRKmlO7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/zCyZ-RZQhos/s320/days+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885475458006018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoC3KmlPAI/AAAAAAAAArc/TLKorJZI7bc/s320/days+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mood: Pisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from a bit way back. I love the spoon one best. I have been having so much ice cream larely I am such a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that was happy today was kind o'le Shem letting me play with his SLR. I am so into photography even though I suck. I think I am secretly good at it. (Don't snigger, entertain me.) Silk who was my subject in the photos looked so funny (in a good way). I took so many photos, it's like taking a jar of happy pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What really killed me today was moooosic. I am seething and I don't get why I am the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck, I want to watch the Simpsons.&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/13606328-5435659198844702008?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5435659198844702008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5435659198844702008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5435659198844702008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5435659198844702008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-thai-place-we-went-to-on-sixth.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqoLUqmlPEI/AAAAAAAAAr8/hcYsr4BzyI4/s72-c/days+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-4196122547752163382</id><published>2007-07-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:29:41.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a teeny weeny bit upset I wasn't asked. Teeny weeny bit. After adding all the other vexing things in my life, I'm more than a teeny bit upset. I am thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much upset.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelyn, I'm so so so sorry babe, I've got exams and a family that evening. Have a great party anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;Felicia, doubt you'll see this but hope you like my doodle on your bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4196122547752163382?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4196122547752163382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4196122547752163382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4196122547752163382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4196122547752163382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-teeny-weeny-bit-upset-i-wasnt-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8167468106504074220</id><published>2007-07-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T18:26:38.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090704866257746738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRGqmlOzI/AAAAAAAAAp0/caXxLswI1Mo/s320/DSC01668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Fact: I like guys who dress well. Le sigh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090704866257746754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRGqmlO0I/AAAAAAAAAp8/6S5jgy340sQ/s320/DSC01669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090704870552714066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRG6mlO1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/0VtaFCd127M/s320/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Their attempts in blocking out evil. The floppy hair dude is Arthur! He's so funny.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090704870552714082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRG6mlO2I/AAAAAAAAAqM/NZ_Hr40haQU/s320/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you squinch your eyes hard enough you'll see "Hi Pao, you smell love you!". Hooey wrote that on the attendance sheet, aw, she smells me. I smell you too, Hooey.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRGamlOyI/AAAAAAAAAps/RI9GKVs6szc/s1600-h/islandcreamery.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090704861962779426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRGamlOyI/AAAAAAAAAps/RI9GKVs6szc/s320/islandcreamery.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hip hip hooray to Blondie for the Island Creamery Ice Cream even if it is mushy and melted when I tasted it. Caramel tasted good. Oh and Thursday Silk's treating me to Cold Rock, be jealous eveyrbody. So many ice cream places so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with my old school buddies the other day - Brandon, James, JunLing and Nick. Gosh, has it been ages? James is so funny, I forgot how much of a humorous person he is. I was really pathetic to stay with them for only like what, 1 hour? Couldn't stay long enough for a mooooovie with 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooooovie. I want moooovies. No, I want someone to treat me to a movie (food included). Hint hint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8167468106504074220?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8167468106504074220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8167468106504074220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8167468106504074220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8167468106504074220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/fact-i-like-guys-who-dress-well.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RqXRGqmlOzI/AAAAAAAAAp0/caXxLswI1Mo/s72-c/DSC01668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1177406359292453674</id><published>2007-07-20T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:58:12.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CATCH &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ARRANT END (TAE)&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;FRONT LINE DISASTER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(FLD)&lt;/strong&gt; @ DXO NEXT SATURDAY 28.07.2007 TAE @ 530PM FLD AROUND @ 6PM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Jerald promote his Gig. Thank me on the tagboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1177406359292453674?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1177406359292453674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1177406359292453674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1177406359292453674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1177406359292453674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/catch-arrant-end-tae-and-front-line.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5120093561360834440</id><published>2007-07-19T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:29:43.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.simpsonizeme.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click this,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; people, for some fun. I tried it but it took too long and I got tired/impatient. I might try again then post the picture here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blondie just told me 4 of the cast of Heroes will be coming. Hiro, Nicky, Mohinder and the Police Dude. I might just go for Hiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY THE HELL ISN'T MILO VENTIMIGLIA COMING?! HEAVE HEAVE HEAVE. I SEETHING WITH ANGER. ANGERRRR, I TELL YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, if I could ever meet Milo in person I'd prolly go bonkers, take a picture with him hugging me and make him sign my shirt. Then, never wash the shirt. Okay, I am gonna make it happen.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088913815853803682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rp90Jz6LKKI/AAAAAAAAApc/ltcgLqu2smU/s320/MILO2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Gasp. No scratch that, double gasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLONDIE, TELL ME WHEN AND WHERE SOOOOOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5120093561360834440?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5120093561360834440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5120093561360834440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5120093561360834440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5120093561360834440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/click-this-people-for-some-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rp90Jz6LKKI/AAAAAAAAApc/ltcgLqu2smU/s72-c/MILO2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5146324694895057497</id><published>2007-07-17T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:28:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpyyVD6LKJI/AAAAAAAAApU/lvrF2knyML8/s1600-h/shia+labeouf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088137753918122130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpyyVD6LKJI/AAAAAAAAApU/lvrF2knyML8/s320/shia+labeouf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shia Labeouf. You know, the guy from Transformers. The guys out there prolly only remember the Hot girl in Transformers. Contrary to what some people say, he is mmmhmmm delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is killing me. It has totally brought out my pissy side. Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts. Glass elevators, Starbucks Java Chip, Family Guy, Kwik-E-Mart, Yellow leaves along Dunearn Road. Arthur's funny words, "It's so cliche I feel like slashing my wrists." (Inside joke thing, only funny if you know what I know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was cool with Jed. I was embarrassed how my internet is such a screwup. Microwaved lagsana tasted pretty alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a bitch 'cause my essay sucked bad. Silk crashed English which was fun. Hoooey, Silk and I were head bobbing to "I like big butts and I cannot lie. All the other fellas can't deny.." Baby Got Back like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from Jed Harry Potter is a toss. Well, I will watch it anyway. Something about the whole series is soooo bloody addictive even if it is a toss. Zoom zoom, I'm Harry, I am on a broom, whooosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so disengaged with everything I'm doing these days. I feel I didn't score in Math. I know Econs is ruined. Hm, what else. Oh, Thursday will also be a bitch 'cause school's till freaking 6. Thank God, tmr's Wednesday. I love Wednesdays. Screw finals which are in like 2 weeks. Yellow leaves, yellow leaves, yellow leaves. God, I love Perth. Everyone should know I love Perth. I wanna go back to Perth this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evona darling, you know I'm not leaving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5146324694895057497?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5146324694895057497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5146324694895057497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5146324694895057497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5146324694895057497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/shia-labeouf.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpyyVD6LKJI/AAAAAAAAApU/lvrF2knyML8/s72-c/shia+labeouf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-3430928799415741826</id><published>2007-07-13T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:16:28.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First off, hello &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;, we didn't mean not to call you out. We thought you had church? Don't be mad. You won't look as cute when you're mad (refer to picture below please). If it helps we can all forgive the Pao the Dao and make it Arkar's fault (HAHAHA). At least chuckle when you see this (okay smile - let's not get my hopes too high).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086635151019681906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpdbuD6LKHI/AAAAAAAAApE/dhEH7kTYRCo/s320/vandark.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086636984970717314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpddYz6LKII/AAAAAAAAApM/Tj9bL8whudY/s320/vandark+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See, I added a heart. You know what that means (durh). We'll make it up to you, promise. Coughhintharrypotterhinthintcoughsnort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Economics today was a Big Bitch. I feel so stupid. And you know I hate feeling stupid. Stupid freaking quiz killed me good. I hate Bahan. Rrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Dunearn Road. It's a whole stretch of trees as if it never ends. Trees with yellow leaves. I like yellow leaves. It reminds me of Perth and the farm house I stayed in when I went there and that makes me feel like going back to Perth. I love it there. I'd migrate there if I could. I guess that's what Decembers are for. The bus ride was good till some couple came sat next to me and was being hankypanky. Seeing my old Chinese tuition teacher and getting a hug from her when I go home helped though. So did the green apple I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooey says I'm a closet Emo. Gosh. No. Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to the Library now. Not as great as the green apple but it ain't all bad. I gotta scooot, my brother is such a bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3430928799415741826?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3430928799415741826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3430928799415741826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3430928799415741826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3430928799415741826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-off-hello-v-we-didnt-mean-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpdbuD6LKHI/AAAAAAAAApE/dhEH7kTYRCo/s72-c/vandark.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7972091465643302350</id><published>2007-07-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:26:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's play a game called Flashback.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085552489357245410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpODC269--I/AAAAAAAAAo0/E839LF3zJ3c/s320/P1000533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Suyi and Zhiyan are the cutest Muffins ever!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085569132355517426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpOSLm69-_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/7xMCzASZBl4/s320/P1000534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Potter :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085549160757590962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpOABG69-7I/AAAAAAAAAoc/vg_TEPMZJ7E/s320/000+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't get why people bother with these, it makes me feel stupid. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085549169347525570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpOABm69-8I/AAAAAAAAAok/MPiTIIKxXHw/s320/DSC01558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Helen and I. Get a load of my shirt - Singer. Fits me so well ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085549169347525586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpOABm69-9I/AAAAAAAAAos/Nv2UcBK93ms/s320/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085549147872689058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpOAAW69-6I/AAAAAAAAAoU/25g1c7jx_aY/s320/000+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mmmm Homer!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546923079629650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN9-269-1I/AAAAAAAAAns/MTjV8qUCMyY/s320/000+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;O LIVE EARTH! My post card was the bestest 'cause it's green. Oh and 'cause I do great drawings, ha ha ha!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548301764131682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN_PG69-2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/ioPWd6zxNGY/s320/000+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548331828902802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN_Q269-5I/AAAAAAAAAoM/boKrWTjhB1M/s320/000+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548314649033586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN_P269-3I/AAAAAAAAAn8/-O4Hf8Ho0ZU/s320/000+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085548323238968194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN_QW69-4I/AAAAAAAAAoE/cKnDbVTSAeg/s320/000+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085546897309825858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpN99W69-0I/AAAAAAAAAnk/9jcU4EJtMVQ/s320/000+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;MUS 116, my music book. Reminds me. Music and Math Quiz on Thursday, followed by English and Econs Quiz on Friday. Geeeez. Thank God tmr school's pretty down low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see. Right, Flashback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, Sunday dearest Mother and I went to Esplanade for some Choir concert thing by the Aussies and it was goooooooood. There was this guy in the choir, so hot. But yeah, vocally they're great. Saturday, Homie and I chilled out. In attempt to support LIVE EARTH I bought a green thing on impulse. Gosh, I am so scacrificial I amaze myself. Today, got real pissy due to the Music Proj. thingamagig. Um, it didn't help when someone rubbed it in my face that I did badly for my English. Knowing Deuel will be playing Montero (cheap version of Romeo) while singing in a play for music helped a lot a lot alot. Ha ha ha, it is so funny and I cannot wait for his performance. You know, so I can bring rotten eggs and pelt him silly. I'll prolly be deaf before I leave the Lecture Hall. Ha ha ha, Deuel if you read this and I seriously doubt you will.. HA HA IN YOUR FACE POOR JULIET. Knowing you're gonna make a fool out of yourself really cheered my day :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren Hayes, Blondie I know it's you. Ha ha ha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Yi Xin, I am such a Darling for making a copy for you. And you're such a Pumpkin for doing the LJ for me and helping me sell the thingys. Oh, can I see the LJ soon deary? Sorry for the rushrush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like hitting someone. I am still a tad bit pissy. Everyone gather round and lend me your shoulders! Mmmm, I feel weird-ish.&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/13606328-7972091465643302350?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7972091465643302350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7972091465643302350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7972091465643302350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7972091465643302350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/lets-play-game-called-flashback.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RpODC269--I/AAAAAAAAAo0/E839LF3zJ3c/s72-c/P1000533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1341465780915978003</id><published>2007-07-06T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T09:34:26.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siiiiiiiiiilk, stop stealing my man. Milo is mine. God, I'm melting from just staring at his.. face. Ha ha ha. He's like the hottest man ever. He tops my list of hot men I want. Here, I'm so considerate. I share the goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083890929719180082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Ro2b3W69-zI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ykvCQfdvZFo/s320/miloventimiglia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1341465780915978003?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1341465780915978003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1341465780915978003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1341465780915978003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1341465780915978003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/siiiiiiiiiilk-stop-stealing-my-man.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Ro2b3W69-zI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ykvCQfdvZFo/s72-c/miloventimiglia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-443192076560911217</id><published>2007-07-03T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T11:51:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RopgHW69-yI/AAAAAAAAAnU/F4qSAkkbHAs/s1600-h/MILO1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082980808969288482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RopgHW69-yI/AAAAAAAAAnU/F4qSAkkbHAs/s320/MILO1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(EDIT)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is fine, and he's ALL mine. Milo Ventimiglia. The Hot ass from Heroes. Omg, I can't stop staring at the picture. Thank me everyone for pleasing your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silk: "I want Milo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "NOOOO."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silk: "Why not?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "'Cause he's MINE. MINE I TELL YOU."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silk: "Uhm, I meant the drink."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: "Whatever, HE'S MINE. I'M ONTO YOU."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No wonder people label me as a raving maniac/senile/delirious thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my wooden man along with my USB port. I think I left it in the computer lab. My poor wooden man. This is a major bummer. I love my wooden man, damn it : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evona, cheer up girlie. It's over, nothing can be done. Look ahead! (omg, I sound like obiwan. kwoooool.) If it helps, I'm getting screwed too. Cheer up or I'll poke you till you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just caught myself thinking about something I shouldn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-443192076560911217?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/443192076560911217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=443192076560911217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/443192076560911217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/443192076560911217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-man-is-fine-and-hes-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RopgHW69-yI/AAAAAAAAAnU/F4qSAkkbHAs/s72-c/MILO1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7764556142066017294</id><published>2007-07-02T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T18:05:35.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530232540199634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGUW69-tI/AAAAAAAAAms/DCzTfuDe6cQ/s320/172101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530236835166946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGUm69-uI/AAAAAAAAAm0/bmL4PQUh9ss/s320/172508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530228245232322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGUG69-sI/AAAAAAAAAmk/2NZwuPfo6fg/s320/172029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082529523870595730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojFrG69-pI/AAAAAAAAAmM/iyplg7i1Fdw/s320/171317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082529528165563042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojFrW69-qI/AAAAAAAAAmU/yDfhGFSBlfQ/s320/171749.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082529532460530354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojFrm69-rI/AAAAAAAAAmc/dq1EikQ0-oc/s320/171824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530932619868946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojG9G69-xI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Nym-1BALNFI/s320/Image145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530241130134274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGU269-wI/AAAAAAAAAnE/kh0Ov-Q33Ic/s320/Image256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082530236835166962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGUm69-vI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qqADhlydCaw/s320/Image113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ah, happy days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English today was sooooooooooooooo funny. We're s'pposed to do a cause or effect essay outline and Helen, Hooey, Alice and I spiced it up. A lot. We were like poking fun at emo people. It's so darn ridiculous. I think when we presented it only we found it funny. And hey, we had drawings too, cute stick men. We only had like soft giggles. Some people just don't have retard humour, jeeez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how it's so warm you feel as if your face is melting? And to think air con is cancerous. I can't wait till tuesday is over. I want Wednesday to come quickly. I can't believe it's July. I've got 5 weeks till the end of the term. I hate air planes. Metric sounds good. I can't get Lipgloss outta my head. I think it's the 6th time I'm skipping Math. Someone owes me money, I think. I hate Starhub a lot right now, flickering internet is driving me off my chair. I wonder what's on teeeeveeee to night. It feel nice to fall asleep to music playing in my room and wake up later to find it at my favourite song. Helen is right, I can't see things coming at me for nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Yi Xin, I forgot to pass the shirts to you. Self note: pass shirts to the Mole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7764556142066017294?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7764556142066017294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7764556142066017294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7764556142066017294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7764556142066017294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/ah-happy-days.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RojGUW69-tI/AAAAAAAAAms/DCzTfuDe6cQ/s72-c/172101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-4621625028728100292</id><published>2007-07-01T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:17:13.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082247284389706370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RofE-m69-oI/AAAAAAAAAmE/b4hvG9WUTms/s320/DSC02939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082240455391705682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Roe-xG69-lI/AAAAAAAAAls/CEr-DdbvKPE/s320/29062007038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;FP is secretly gay.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082240876298500706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Roe_Jm69-mI/AAAAAAAAAl0/5KgjHR54OWw/s320/29062007034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RofBUW69-nI/AAAAAAAAAl8/sk5XK2wbfZQ/s1600-h/29062007033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082243260005350002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RofBUW69-nI/AAAAAAAAAl8/sk5XK2wbfZQ/s320/29062007033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha ha, two of my favouritest people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speech day was great. Saw everyone. I am missing my class man. Thank God, before that we had a Transformers movie thing. Uhm, don't go watch it unless you like hot guys or good o'l action scenes. It's only good for these two. But anyhow, yay for Pheeelip for organising it. Poor lil' pooch. Ha ha ha. I felt so clever for being a prize winner, ha ha ha. Stinky Deuel didn't even pop my lil' smart bubble. Sean was asking me why I wore a uniform when i'm not in JC, and I was like such a freak , "Oh, evil kaneeeeeevile, I'm cool that's why." then I walked a few steps turned back and "I'm cool." He must have totally wanted to slaughter me for being such an arse. More speech day photos another day. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Essay tmr due. Deep shit. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Economics Tuesday damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion = school is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Jiaxin, Tania, Misato and Stephy! For the cute lil' blue monkey I named Frankie. I love it, he's so cutesy! : D And Huiying for the chocolate. And James K for the lovely card, it's really super duper. I like how only I am coloured. Ha ha ha! You're Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cal says:&lt;br /&gt;pao&lt;br /&gt;cal says:&lt;br /&gt;you mcnugget.&lt;br /&gt;cal says:&lt;br /&gt;you would make a very good lesbian if you are not already one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever that means. Insult or comment or compliment? Ha ha he's funny. Mcnugget, I like that name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many people asked me out tmr. But booo 'cause damned Economics. Sorry y'all. Blame Bahan = Econs teacher. &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/13606328-4621625028728100292?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4621625028728100292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4621625028728100292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4621625028728100292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4621625028728100292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/07/fp-is-secretly-gay.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RofE-m69-oI/AAAAAAAAAmE/b4hvG9WUTms/s72-c/DSC02939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-6891707112108147183</id><published>2007-06-26T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T19:38:36.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am majorly screwed for Economics. I made so many stupid mistakes it's not even funny. And no, stuffing my face with dark chocolate didn't help at all. I feel so stupid right now. I hate feeling stupid. I like being retarded but I hate feeling stupid. Okay, yes, I am rambling right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I have right now I am pretty psyced about is my LJ thing that Yixin has kindly agreed to help me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, and thanks Shen. For not going all Oprah on my ass or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel weird right now. I'm going to talk to Jed on the phone 'cause he makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6891707112108147183?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6891707112108147183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6891707112108147183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6891707112108147183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6891707112108147183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-majorly-screwed-for-economics.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5992825867770664551</id><published>2007-06-25T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:45:31.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079995633668994642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn_FHSVgNlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/T7gx9RS5ij0/s320/DSC01234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079995625079060034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn_FGyVgNkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/81iGpq01AnE/s320/DSC01233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Say Hello to King Jebus! Hooey, Helen, Alice and I were like fondling with the lil' fella'! Hooey made him, ain't he darling? The light in the first picture, the one on my face, is from some pen I got. It's ssssssso hypnotising. You stare at it and it sorta becomes a spiral of colours, the light is like a mini disco ball. It's so sweet. I like being hypnotised by meaningless things. It's like stoning but this time it ain't your fault.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079995637963961970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn_FHiVgNnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/8OEsLQ6uaMw/s320/Image240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is my face 'cause Economics is driving me into a raving maniac. Not that I ain't already one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079995633668994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn_FHSVgNmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/XuCndLmMmOw/s320/caseynewhaireeeele6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I want Sexy Hair like Milo Ventblahblah (ain't sure how to spell his Hot name) from Heroes. He's my new Man in a Can, for now. Other than coughsnortsneezewheeeeeeze! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem. I need to fork out a 3 digit amount.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5992825867770664551?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5992825867770664551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5992825867770664551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5992825867770664551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5992825867770664551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/say-hello-to-king-jebus-hooey-helen.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn_FHSVgNlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/T7gx9RS5ij0/s72-c/DSC01234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-3430924663865915827</id><published>2007-06-24T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:17:43.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate it that I always seem to be ditching/bailing on someone especially since I don't mean to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been avoiding Economics all weekend, really. I know I should get my lazy ass up and read the darn book but gaddamnit it's haaaaaaarrrrrd. I mean its hard for me to defy inertia and get off my lazy ass. I've been wasting my Sunday away watching CSI, Heroes, Criminal Minds and Punk'd. YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like pictures.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079538919731639730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4lvCVgNbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/0_-zIzbYdSU/s320/china+270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079540775157511730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4nbCVgNjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/HEVqq9EYQBk/s320/yix+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079540757977642482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4naCVgNfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/T3iHK3hGZ8E/s320/china+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079540762272609794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4naSVgNgI/AAAAAAAAAks/_JQXBHEEJd0/s320/china+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079538928321574338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4lviVgNcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/pxlTGsyjgg0/s320/china+306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079540770862544418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4nayVgNiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/uCb9EwAUunw/s320/p+590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079538932616541650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4lvyVgNdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/-HilnjjT-bU/s320/china+299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079540766567577106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4naiVgNhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/5l5bX-o_A8A/s320/china+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079538936911508962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4lwCVgNeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/gIO-ELGcQD4/s320/CNY07+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like the bird in cage one best, makes me feel like such a star photographer. It can say "hello" and "goodbye" which is pretty awesome if you ask me, for a bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh gosh, my right eye's twitching. I think it means something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3430924663865915827?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3430924663865915827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3430924663865915827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3430924663865915827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3430924663865915827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-it-that-i-always-seem-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rn4lvCVgNbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/0_-zIzbYdSU/s72-c/china+270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7085431651276136405</id><published>2007-06-22T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:40:09.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, I really feel I need to switch to an LJ. I keep wondering why I put up with the shit Blogger throws at me. I don't deserve having to put up with this kinda screw up shizzzz. But then again, I am clueless when it comes to dealing with an LJ, just looking at it makes me feel complicated. I tried man. Once, and failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion: Whoever knows how to operate and LJ and is willing to teach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M SO SO SO SUPER DUPER SORRY SHEN. I KNOW I'M SO DITCHING YOU (UNINTENTIONALLY OF COURSE) BUT ARGH, MY MOM CHOSE TO BOND WITH ME ON THIS VERY SATURDAY AND I CAN'T ARGUE OR I'M GROUNDED FOREVER AND MY POCKET MONEY WILL BE CONFISCATED OR WORSE I MAY LOSE A LIMB I DON'T KNOW BUT I SURE AS HELL DO NOT WANT TO FIND OUT. GOSH, FORGIVE ME YES? IF IT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER TO PELT ME ON MONDAY, DO IT. (you do know that's a joke right.) I'll still pay you the 10 bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Edit)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I was seriously throwing a hissy fit today when I went shopping with my mom. I hate it when I'm horrid and my mom's nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seldom do this kinda thing but, I feel fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7085431651276136405?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7085431651276136405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7085431651276136405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7085431651276136405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7085431651276136405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-know-i-really-feel-i-need-to-switch.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-3994617198595671674</id><published>2007-06-20T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:56:43.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first tasting of Carl's Junior was with the people on Friday. I love Carl's Junior. The only fast food joint I'd go to lunch and munch, anytime. Oh yeah, the servings ain't that gigantic. Pffft, it's puny for me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078039220231091554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjRxCVgNWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WOGcdc7ONaA/s320/Banana0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078039220231091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjRxCVgNXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/7EbZ6N_v5UY/s320/Banana0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sorry, Helen!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078038163669136658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjQziVgNRI/AAAAAAAAAi0/M6XKdG0aM8Q/s320/Banana0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;IIIIIIIIII CAN GIVE YOU GAAAAAATSSSSBY, GAAAAAAAAATSSSSSBY! Go, Shen, go!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078038159374169346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjQzSVgNQI/AAAAAAAAAis/xeH2m3IIego/s320/Banana0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"I'll go Oprah on your ass." I haven't finish watching that funny shit!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078038167964103986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjQzyVgNTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/pDKQNMiPiHo/s320/Banana0082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Helen, Silk, Pao!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078038167964104002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjQzyVgNUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/0QXqIuslbJc/s320/Banana0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pao, Fel, Cass! I loved the suprise, y'all.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078038163669136674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjQziVgNSI/AAAAAAAAAi8/pVO5oAybO90/s320/Banana0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I failed to be sexy. Ha ha ha, oh, whatever.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjRwyVgNVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ll47-gqUbRA/s1600-h/Banana0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078039215936124242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjRwyVgNVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ll47-gqUbRA/s320/Banana0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cake that they thankfully didn't smash in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Arkar. Gosh, V. He's Stitch. Gosh. Himbo and Bimbo unite, man. Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm escaping econs. 'Was s'pposed to read Chapters 6 and 7 but yeah, blogging seemed like a better option. I don't get econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I only know now that the gang going Sentosa to celebrate Cass's birthday and gosh why didn't anyone tell me earlier?! Argh! I can't go on the last minute. Geeez. Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Cass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry I couldn't be there! : ( Have a fun birthday though! I know it'll be hard without meeeeeeee oh meeeeeeee, but yeah, still, try to have fun. Ha ha ha! Ignore my Ego yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Birthday Deuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm wishing you only today, a day late, 'cause you did that with me too. Ha! Anyway, you're old. Ha ha ha! I kiiiiiiiiid, I kiiiiiiiiiid, enjoy your 30th birthday? Whoopsy, I mean 24th birthday. Ha ha ha, okay don't get mad. Okay, you're 22. Chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beat. I wanna eat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3994617198595671674?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3994617198595671674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3994617198595671674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3994617198595671674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3994617198595671674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-first-tasting-of-carls-junior-was.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RnjRxCVgNWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/WOGcdc7ONaA/s72-c/Banana0092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7325837031435001616</id><published>2007-06-19T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T20:20:39.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone who wished me deserves a Hug.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventeeeeeeeeeeeeen feels just like sixteeeeeeen. I wonder what eighteeeeen will feel like. Gosh, I'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usuals tried their best to surprise me but please, I so saw that coming. I love y'all for the effort though. They pick out good gifts for me which is hoooray. Apparently I'm missing a part 2, aye? Oh, and we should have a sleepover just for usssssss, the clique, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk, Helen, MJ and Blondie! I love the Apple fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no school tmr. I'm gonna go study tmr. Yes, you heard me, I'm a study wonder. Maybe Starbukcs anyone? Oh, shit, that reminds me I'm sorry for bailing on my Music group. This is why I'm not the leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7325837031435001616?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7325837031435001616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7325837031435001616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7325837031435001616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7325837031435001616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/everyone-who-wished-me-deserves-hug.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-3710532832901985416</id><published>2007-06-19T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:05:24.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you guys for surprising me on my birthday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077604281777927394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndGMSVgNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/EjlDY9JShO0/s320/Image191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077604286072894706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndGMiVgNPI/AAAAAAAAAik/Sytyipv2N7c/s320/Image198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077603925295641746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndF3iVgNJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dBigJ1avOfw/s320/15062007007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077603929590609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndF3yVgNKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/pZJZ8KMRDVs/s320/16062007018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077603942475510962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndF4iVgNLI/AAAAAAAAAiE/h-9winSftew/s320/arkarv1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077603946770478274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndF4yVgNMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/AGlWzqfqtRE/s320/Image178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077603921000674434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndF3SVgNII/AAAAAAAAAhs/MM9tIYdPUic/s320/16062007016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Who the man? (refer to bottom picture.)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndGMCVgNNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/WfsW2DJDMCE/s1600-h/Image190copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077604277482960082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndGMCVgNNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/WfsW2DJDMCE/s320/Image190copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I have turned seventeeeeeeeen! (on the 16th) Ma Homies came over and surprised me and gosh did I have a heart attack. Thanks, you two, for the great company on my birthday. Kudos to you two! I love the cow biscuits, they're so cute, too cute to eat, ah, am never gonna eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fel, Cass, Silk and the rest celebrated my birthday at Carl's Junior @ Vivo on Friday. They sang the bloody birthday song so darn loudly, ha ha, but it was sweet of 'em. Thanks for the movie treat, Kean. Deuel should die for not going and wishing me a day late. Ha, I'm so gonna wish him a day late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usuals are still asleep in the living room. I'm like the early bird man, woohoo. Those snoozers. Taboo was pretty fun last night, I got an eeyore stool for my birthday, I had a giant cookie cake as my birthday cake that tasted mmhmm, and Beer tastes like pee in my mouth, bleugh. Arkar came for like 15mins and went off, but he did come which is super :D Photos next time, Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now gonna wake those lazy fat asses up, then prepare for Econs. Rrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3710532832901985416?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3710532832901985416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3710532832901985416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3710532832901985416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3710532832901985416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-you-guys-for-surprising-me-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RndGMSVgNOI/AAAAAAAAAic/EjlDY9JShO0/s72-c/Image191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-678250970791175604</id><published>2007-06-12T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:47:53.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My skin currently is a snippet of my music poster project! Which, I got full marks for. Ha ha ha, I'm in a boasting mood y'all. Hooey said something like, "You have it, flaunt it." But, it kinda looks weird as a skin. Rrr, will change it like some other time when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test today and I am soooooo majorly screwed. I think most people were. We all kinda went "Oh, Fu--!" when we took the paper. Rrr, economics. Math tmr, lucky for me, study marathon tmr! Good o'l times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT:&lt;/strong&gt; I probably shouldn't tease kEAN so much since he's so nice as to treat me to a movie on Friday. But he ain't actually gonna go which is a bummer. Aw, am touched, Kean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda groggy from talking on the phone last night, Lizard man. Ha ha ha, youknowwhoyouare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like soft toys. I like useful stuff. Edible stuff mmhmmm! But, if I get milk chocolate then you obviously don't know me at all. Hint, hint, Saturday is gonna turn me older :D Thursday is the family one. Friday most probably will be Oceans 13 with the rest! Double :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-678250970791175604?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/678250970791175604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=678250970791175604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/678250970791175604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/678250970791175604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-skin-currently-is-snippet-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-423925621155123551</id><published>2007-06-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:05:18.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074451530969527394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwSyCVgNGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I3oqUhCdcBs/s320/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074451539559462002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwSyiVgNHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ozl1VAtuZZU/s320/DSC01046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074447682678830146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwPSCVgNEI/AAAAAAAAAhM/1Ncuf6GpOtA/s320/DSC01054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwSxyVgNFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lW96axnlwCM/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074451526674560082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwSxyVgNFI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lW96axnlwCM/s320/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina Square shopping really didn't end up like shopping. Was mostly Starbucks, small talk and 'Boys are stupid. Let's throw rocks at them.' It it weren't for my mom to come call and ruin the moment, I'd have more time to savour it. Rrrrr, moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yixin still, owes me a Fire Fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was nice. Catching up is always nice. All is good in the world. (Except for the fact that I have a pimple invasion/attack happening on my face! Stupid @#$&amp;amp;%$^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh hot damn, school tmr. Rrrrrr, hate school. Mid terms, hate 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna go out with V and Ark, damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-423925621155123551?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/423925621155123551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=423925621155123551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/423925621155123551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/423925621155123551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/marina-square-shopping-really-didnt-end.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmwSyCVgNGI/AAAAAAAAAhc/I3oqUhCdcBs/s72-c/DSC01052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5179538370421546881</id><published>2007-06-09T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:57:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905842489668610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoieyVgNAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/MlcBz9Yql2o/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905842489668626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoieyVgNBI/AAAAAAAAAg0/V65jigOZSag/s320/Banana0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905846784635938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoifCVgNCI/AAAAAAAAAg8/MDc6eAYzH8E/s320/Banana0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905846784635954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoifCVgNDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/PCo9RXMuKMw/s320/Banana0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoieSVgM_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/N0fNHyZrzyA/s1600-h/Banana0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073905833899734002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoieSVgM_I/AAAAAAAAAgk/N0fNHyZrzyA/s320/Banana0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer is brain dead, and it's been brain dead since 3 weeks ago. Hate it when my computer dies on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Gay books, going to the library to chill, looking up at tall structures and poking fun at pictures with only our hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GASP. MID-TERMS NEXT WEEEEEEEEEEEEEK. WEDNESDAY - MATH, THURSDAY - MUSIC, FRIDAY - ENGLISH. DOUBLE GASP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Math book is haunting me from all the way over there on the table, calling me to do its sums. Noooooooooo. Lucky for me, V and I are gonna be nerds for a day on Monday. Ahh, the good o'l last minute Starbucks muggin' days. I so wanna get full marks for Math. Oh, which reminds me, remember me failing English's 1st Quiz? I got 29/30 for the 2nd Quiz, ha ha ha! Oh, almighty Pao. Nah, actually the whole class had almost the same marks. It was an easy test. Not that I'm not great, though. Mathematical Queeen, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARKAR AND JAMES K ARE BACK! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we should all go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5179538370421546881?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5179538370421546881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5179538370421546881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5179538370421546881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5179538370421546881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-computer-is-brain-dead-and-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmoieyVgNAI/AAAAAAAAAgs/MlcBz9Yql2o/s72-c/Picture+079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8282207657242871352</id><published>2007-06-08T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:56:02.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The MRT smelled like fart on the way home yesterday. J and I had wasthaaaaaaaaatyou faces, followed by nooowayewww faces. Lingering fart can kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pathetic that I can only blog when I'm in English class. Freaking Midterms next week, wednesday, thursday and friday. Gosh. Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwhy next week, of all weeks this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arkar is coming back! Are you? I misss you! So is James Kang! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping so little lately and yes I look like a hag now 'cause of it. Damned Economics, I swear I love it, but I don't get it. Thanks Andrew, for helping poor o'l me. Rrrrr, Econs, die! (I wish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk is such a bimbo. Ha ha ha! (Don't kill me if you see this.) I love you though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to English class. Yes, we have it in computer labs. Another reason why I adore English and look forward to Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, V, love you. Thanks for the call. And good luck with youknow. I know you're stronger than this. And yeahhey, can't wait for Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8282207657242871352?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8282207657242871352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8282207657242871352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8282207657242871352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8282207657242871352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/mrt-smelled-like-fart-on-way-home.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-2655405871775774231</id><published>2007-06-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:22:55.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not such a great place to dine - Black Angus. So okayish, bleugh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211984059227682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQd7P9UXiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VSLmvQCrvFE/s320/Banana0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211988354194994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQd7f9UXjI/AAAAAAAAAgc/WnU9YJHUH14/s320/Banana0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211816555503106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdxf9UXgI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xQfSx_yq8eM/s320/Banana0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211984059227666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQd7P9UXhI/AAAAAAAAAgM/iAI36BNytLE/s320/Banana0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211627576942066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdmf9UXfI/AAAAAAAAAf8/jhxGCYbFpA8/s320/Banana0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211627576942034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdmf9UXdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/VDM0NKoW3GU/s320/Banana0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211627576942050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdmf9UXeI/AAAAAAAAAf0/gLfi4my2daE/s320/Banana0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211623281974706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdmP9UXbI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Nrh0sa8LTXE/s320/Banana0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I hate paying for overpriced bad food.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072211623281974722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQdmP9UXcI/AAAAAAAAAfk/DRxuPpSJyDI/s320/Banana0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072210540950216050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQcnP9UXXI/AAAAAAAAAe8/xHDVwtPKEgA/s320/Banana0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072210536655248738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQcm_9UXWI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Omat84whafg/s320/Banana0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Starbucks, overpriced good coffee. Hip hooray to that! The new banana thing drink is pretty addictive, damn it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072210545245183394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQcnf9UXaI/AAAAAAAAAfU/jvWXtEKBmqA/s320/Banana0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072210545245183378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQcnf9UXZI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MXTcnKTYukc/s320/Banana0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072210540950216066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQcnP9UXYI/AAAAAAAAAfE/oXLZov8EWKI/s320/Banana0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We can cook, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs test tmr! Gosh, oh, no. I think I'm so gonna flunk it, but gwaaaaah, me hate to study. Burp, damned nerds. This rant is so pointless, not to mention it doesn't make econs go away. No, there's nothing wrong with me, perfectly fine, no high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNED ECONS HOMEWORK. CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deuel totally degraded whatever's left of my self-dignity to a puny pile of mush. The bus ride really was gosh, degrading. Lucky for me, I don't give a fuck what people think of me. Which reminds me of English today, I kept answering Questions whenever no one would. Don't you just hate it when no one is brave enough to? I just kept going, "Hey, pick me, pick me!" I answered like so many questions, I betcha my participation marks is like exploding now. Hooey was getting so embarrassed to sit with me, it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, damned econs! I refuse to succumb to the evils of Econs! !@#$@#$@#$!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2655405871775774231?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2655405871775774231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2655405871775774231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2655405871775774231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2655405871775774231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-not-such-great-place-to-dine-back.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmQd7P9UXiI/AAAAAAAAAgU/VSLmvQCrvFE/s72-c/Banana0084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1161513332179621941</id><published>2007-06-03T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T12:32:42.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071687989459180850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWv9UXTI/AAAAAAAAAec/GSzmf6SMV7g/s320/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We make Hot Secret Agents, no?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071687985164213538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWf9UXSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/8rrwjadsE5M/s320/Image130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ouch, Alvin.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071687989459180866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWv9UXUI/AAAAAAAAAek/5G9sRbgW7-E/s320/Image135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ha ha ha, my ultimate favourite picture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071687993754148178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBW_9UXVI/AAAAAAAAAes/Mw9BYuL8srI/s320/DSC09468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071686756803566786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJAO_9UXMI/AAAAAAAAAdk/0thw0PiSI0U/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Goofballs I actually love.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071686761098534114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJAPP9UXOI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2tj6A8_XVZk/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071686765393501426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJAPf9UXPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Puc5mBW9kdo/s320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Emo! Emlo says Hi.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071686765393501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJAPf9UXQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/uNWZvnti3VA/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWP9UXRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rxxpAOG5yIA/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071687980869246226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWP9UXRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/rxxpAOG5yIA/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yar, yar, credits V for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling Emo right now. Gosh, it's so weird to say the word Emo and relate it to myself. This is all James Lee's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, stupid Weeyang, full marks for homework! I hate you. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been saying "I hate you." to so many people. If I've said it to you, you know it really means I love you. Seriously. I have a pretty queer way of expressing these kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrek 3 is really funny. Go watch it. My favourite is still Donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just when it's getting good I slowly start to freeze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just when it's feeling real I put my heart to sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1161513332179621941?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1161513332179621941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1161513332179621941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1161513332179621941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1161513332179621941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-make-hot-secret-agents-no-ouch-alvin.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RmJBWv9UXTI/AAAAAAAAAec/GSzmf6SMV7g/s72-c/Image133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-2097228879795489889</id><published>2007-06-01T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:03:59.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kinda wish I had lost my camera. You know, so I'd get a new one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay hooray for GSS. My all-time favourite time of the year has got to be GSS. And maybe my birthday and X'mas goes on the list too. Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Kang has left for 10 days! Gosh. And Arkar my Homie is leaving too. Urgh, the world is going haywire. I'm gonna go bonkers and it's their fault for makin' me miss 'em so much. Rrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this lil' quickie entry from the compuer lab @ SIM during English lesson. I feel so bad. Not. Ha ha ha! Lovin' English. So what if I failed. The cute guys are in my English class. See, lovin' English. Let's all show some love for English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Silk, didn't go for Shen's party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2097228879795489889?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2097228879795489889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2097228879795489889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2097228879795489889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2097228879795489889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-kinda-wish-i-had-lost-my-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-6397754332279160644</id><published>2007-05-29T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:41:30.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FOUND MY CAMERA, HOLY JEBUS! MIRACLE IT IS! I HOPE TO NEVER PART WITH YOU AGAIN OH, CAMERA, BABY! (!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along I thought it was stolen, when, Sissy put it in her drawer. Urgh, oh, how I miss my beloved cam cam. Ha ha ha, yeah, someone's being psycotic, I know. It's the caffiene, blame the coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6397754332279160644?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6397754332279160644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6397754332279160644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6397754332279160644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6397754332279160644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-found-my-camera-holy-jebus-miracle-it.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-4903117287622369480</id><published>2007-05-28T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T16:55:55.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pointless pictures captured on film.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069530266609147058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlqW6v9UXLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6_c62t7An0Q/s320/Banana0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlqW6f9UXKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BTrSObhXjpM/s1600-h/Banana0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069530262314179746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlqW6f9UXKI/AAAAAAAAAdU/BTrSObhXjpM/s320/Banana0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE HOLIDAYS ARE HERE. BUT THEY AIN'T FOR ME. GOD DAMN IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped Math today, and am supposed to be studying Econs right now. You know, I love'hate Econs. I actually take interest to the subject but my damned teacher is robbing me of it. He's so bloody useless, I wonder why I pay him 100+ per lesson. Hope that money-slandering so-called professor rots away to become pond scum for extortion of my money when he teaches me nada. Rrrrr, angry now. See what he did, rrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of anger, thanks V for helping me breathe normally again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For English, I get to choose my own essay title and I have chosen the "Eating disorders are affecting many young teens of today." and I am, gonna ace it! That is such a random thing to type out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Hooey! You turn 18 today and I think you're pretty funny and weeee "Hooey is great!" Babe, you're love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, damn it, back to Econs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4903117287622369480?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4903117287622369480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4903117287622369480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4903117287622369480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4903117287622369480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/pointless-pictures-captured-on-film.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlqW6v9UXLI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6_c62t7An0Q/s72-c/Banana0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-6002001688834734944</id><published>2007-05-26T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:10:15.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068730277410659442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_VP9UXHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sdNU9_1wTSY/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Homies rule.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068730281705626754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_Vf9UXII/AAAAAAAAAdE/v0pr2Y91NLo/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Alvin the Cute Baldy. Lovin' his hair, and yes, I think you should go for contacts!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068730281705626770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_Vf9UXJI/AAAAAAAAAdM/I98Mim8weUw/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were one biiiiiig crowd, and freaking noisy too. Hm, but alota 4/6 people didn't join for dinner, oei?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068728327495507010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle9jv9UXEI/AAAAAAAAAck/yUbnTJ4p6Yw/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Bank booth"(!) The photo looks so great, like some commercial, ah ha ha!We're just too hot for the camera.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068728331790474322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle9j_9UXFI/AAAAAAAAAcs/iOWqOf4dw5A/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;James is so gay. Ha ha ha!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_U_9UXGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/p46LF8rGgtA/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068730273115692130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_U_9UXGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/p46LF8rGgtA/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All photos, credit goes to Evona! There's more, V, send me online pretty please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The June Hols are coming soon, for JC people and Poly people (I think). UB has no hols, but we have Dec Hols. Urgh, but I will so skip class for my favourite people. To hell with Econs/Math/English/Music! I wanna go out during June Hols, urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed English. Half my class failed. Ken got 21/25 'cause he copied mine! And I corrected my answers to Hardy's answers! So Hardy and I both failed &gt;:O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, weian! :( Hope to see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6002001688834734944?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6002001688834734944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6002001688834734944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6002001688834734944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6002001688834734944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/homies-rule.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rle_VP9UXHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sdNU9_1wTSY/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8988785554819201902</id><published>2007-05-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:02:00.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOODIE POST(!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068511904093461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rlb4uP9UXCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nujwBNFbcZs/s320/Banana0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rlb41P9UXDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/r-VtSZWxASY/s1600-h/Banana0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068512024352545842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rlb41P9UXDI/AAAAAAAAAcc/r-VtSZWxASY/s320/Banana0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TCC MACORONI, $9.50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is bloody good. I love it like hell. It's a piece of heaven. Omg, yes, I sound cliche. But, seriously, look at it, mmhmm, can you resist? If you love extra cheese, this is it. The portion is a little small for its price but I still think it's pretty worth it. I hardly eat good macoroni and cheese, hard to find, I guess. It has bits of chicken inside with mushroom, and the cheese never gets hard and gross. Loves it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4/5 KIDNEYS(!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCC CORN SOUP, $5.50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture. But it's made of fresh corn, you can taste the lil' pieces of corny freshness, not like those instant canned ones that suck. Really good and yummy, you'll get super addicted. I order that everytime I go there now. No picture available though : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4/5 KIDNEYS(!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like advertising TCC for free lar. Spend 80 bucks (need not be in 1 receipt) and get membership free! I am a member, Mua ha! They should so pay me for this lil' mini-ad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8988785554819201902?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8988785554819201902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8988785554819201902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8988785554819201902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8988785554819201902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/foodie-post-tcc-macoroni-9.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rlb4uP9UXCI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nujwBNFbcZs/s72-c/Banana0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5836153942234678693</id><published>2007-05-24T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T22:56:28.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN, AT WORLD'S END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Vivo with Sky, Blondie, Silk, Helen and rest for the night moooovie. The ending is such a letdown, seriously. No spoilers, just go check it out for yourself and you'll catch my drift. Orlando's steamingly Hot, nothing new, but no one minds(!). I found the story line a bit disappointing and I told you so that the lady was the squid man's ex-lover (Only Yix, Sheri and Sherhan get what I'm saying). Chow Yun Fat didn't impress me. The movie hints there may be another sequel coming. All in all, it was, to me, alright-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I GIVE IT &lt;strong&gt;3.5/5 KIDNEYS(!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think tmr I may not make it to Sports Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poke has a Girlfriend. I am heart broken. Booo. Heck the world, this is bullcrap. I lost my camera and I think it's for good. Fugger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5836153942234678693?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5836153942234678693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5836153942234678693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5836153942234678693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5836153942234678693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/pirates-of-caribbean-at-worlds-end-went.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-2771033253761014463</id><published>2007-05-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:47:15.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I screwed English and yes, let's not talk about it, people. I am a Math Mistake Queen, me and my damned carelessness. I bet I'll somehow screw Music tmr, and gosh, I haven't done assignments but yeahhey, 'cause I am a Journal Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am looking forward to Pirates already booked for Wednesday night! And also for Friday, Anderson Sports Carnival! And maybe Saturday, Sentosa holla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poke must think I'm so weird. Jerald called me weird. I feel weird about Timberfake. Spread the weird.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067005530213735394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlGerv9UW-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/9eC7bwg75TU/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067006337667587074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlGfav9UXAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/YXv2ykSsup0/s320/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067005981185301490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlGfF_9UW_I/AAAAAAAAAb8/GpqUIBYe9lE/s320/IMG_0608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067004409227271122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlGdqf9UW9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/FiuzFAZwHao/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pointless photographs. You know, ease the eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Fuck, I lost my camera. I think someone stole it. Sorry for the profanities, but yar, it's bloody frustrating. Maybe, just maybe, I'll get a new one. (Pffft, doubt it.)&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/13606328-2771033253761014463?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2771033253761014463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2771033253761014463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2771033253761014463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2771033253761014463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-screwed-english-and-yes-lets-not-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RlGerv9UW-I/AAAAAAAAAb0/9eC7bwg75TU/s72-c/Picture+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-937523984753649474</id><published>2007-05-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:21:09.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burp, the group went to Sentosa today. And, I, was at home cooking for my family. Gosh, that makes me sound so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silk is right, I am, too bloody obvious. And, some girls move too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to catch up with my usuals. You know who you are. Hate y'all for not making one hot steamy date possible. I waaaaaaaaaaaant a sleepover, us girls, Four (maybe five?) of us. The Rat, The Horny, The Act Cute, The Bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDERSON SPORTS CARNIVAL COMING FRIDAY, STARTS 1+ TILL 5+. WHOOPIE, LET'S ALL HEAD DOWN YCK STADIUM. YES, LET'S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-937523984753649474?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/937523984753649474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=937523984753649474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/937523984753649474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/937523984753649474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/burp-group-went-to-sentosa-today.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-7405189797137277208</id><published>2007-05-19T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T10:47:08.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello readers, plain as day skin! Me like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evona wants me to tell everyone that she made the Homie picture, credit goes to her. Geeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear Lame Jokes. Arkaaaaaaaaaaaaar? We have to go out. Or, anyone else who had loads of 'em, please go out with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7405189797137277208?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7405189797137277208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7405189797137277208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7405189797137277208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7405189797137277208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-readers-plain-as-day-skin-me-like.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-2626519980629481978</id><published>2007-05-16T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T11:42:58.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello dear faithful readers, if any, please answer me this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I fierce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to my attention the other day when Kean/Sean and other guys started saying how fierce I am, and how I should learn to be more genteel. I personally think it's bogus, but more feedback would enlighten me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're so fierce. It's hard to tell if you're joking or not."&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;"You kinda scare me."&lt;br /&gt;"Fine, I'm gonna grow old alone 60 years from now, with an apartment full of cats, Kean."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My period is coming, and I feel pretty cranky. This is why I hate periods. I should make a shirt myself - "I hate periods."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy refuses to upload the food pictures from her phone, so boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Park Fans out there, here's a little thing I discovered. Maybe I'm slow, but for y'all pleasure. &lt;a href="http://www.ALLABOUT-SP.NET"&gt;WWW.ALLABOUT-SP.NET&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is so cool. For Music, (yes, I study Music), we gotta design this poster for any band I choose by early June. Awesome. But, I can't decide band I should bring glory to. I was thinking Fall Out Boy, I have a sudden infactuation for them. Or maybe, Anberlin. Any suggestions?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting the little rascals from Basketball later. I can't remember when I last played the sport. Mmhm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2626519980629481978?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2626519980629481978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2626519980629481978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2626519980629481978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2626519980629481978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-dear-faithful-readers-if-any.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5202917020249362856</id><published>2007-05-13T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:29:04.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rkae3T9C7OI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nnMXwYJkBE4/s1600-h/Pirate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063909504111013090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rkae3T9C7OI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nnMXwYJkBE4/s320/Pirate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am so gonna watch it. You should too if you're human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5202917020249362856?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5202917020249362856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5202917020249362856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5202917020249362856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5202917020249362856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-gonna-watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rkae3T9C7OI/AAAAAAAAAbk/nnMXwYJkBE4/s72-c/Pirate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-4635450412008212469</id><published>2007-05-12T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T15:10:14.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkVmLD9C7HI/AAAAAAAAAas/H3vFXORZaWg/s1600-h/1.0.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063565696273935474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkVmLD9C7HI/AAAAAAAAAas/H3vFXORZaWg/s320/1.0.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pao, V and Ark. Girls and Guy you wish you could have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4635450412008212469?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4635450412008212469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4635450412008212469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4635450412008212469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4635450412008212469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/pao-v-and-ark.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkVmLD9C7HI/AAAAAAAAAas/H3vFXORZaWg/s72-c/1.0.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1255690892233674422</id><published>2007-05-11T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:13:42.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkRUyj9C6yI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mGAumvdI6lU/s1600-h/RAA+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063265108692757282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkRUyj9C6yI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mGAumvdI6lU/s320/RAA+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, fine, Evona. So super thick skin. Ha ha ha, I kid, I kid, I kiiiiiiid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EVONA, YOU'RE SEVENTEEEEEEEEEEEEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betcha feelin' old huh. Hope you really liked the "surprise" we gave you, it was our 1st successful attempt till you ruined it for us. Ha ha ha, oh and, our gift is the best man, it's like, durh. Oh, and being 17 is definitely so much cooler than being 16. 17 opens so many boundaries, no? Okay, Homies forever, One Love! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063266912579021618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkRWbj9C6zI/AAAAAAAAAYM/9ecm7He0HC0/s320/RAA+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A little bit of University life. I am like the Ultimate Slacker. Oh, and guess what, I called this guy Kean a Mugger in a joking way like durh, and he got pissed off. He was all "You damn bitch.", and I'm like, woah, since when was it an insult to call someone a Mugger?! He. is. weird. Apparently calling him Emo is taboo too. What the #^%%^*. I. ain't. talking. to. him. again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1255690892233674422?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1255690892233674422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1255690892233674422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1255690892233674422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1255690892233674422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-fine-evona.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RkRUyj9C6yI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mGAumvdI6lU/s72-c/RAA+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8076010255936105689</id><published>2007-05-09T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T10:22:04.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, since I'm a UB student, I have no uniform and that's all the more an excuse to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;For those who want to know a slice of University life. Lessons thus far have been super slacky. Even for such a slacker like myself, I find it super sssssssssslack. Plus, the Math I'm taking (Algebra and Trigo) is so Sec3/4. It's one of those youbetterscorefullmarks kinda thing. For now, I don't get to arrange my own schedule so my classes are at weird timing. Like today, 4-530pm. But next year onwards, I'm allowed to group them together so I can go to school 3/5 days a week. Oh yar, they have freaking thickass textbooks, lesson learnt is never buy them before school starts, buy them 2nd-hand from your OGL/Seniors. They slash the price by a lot. $66 to $15 is super worth it. The LT is crazy cold, so jackets are a must. Mmhm, that's pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, who knows if Gmail can be accessed by MSN? Please tag and tell me, it's appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate:&lt;br /&gt;1. People who don't eat or eat like a pinch of food, "I'm full."/"Omg, carbs, no."/"Argh, I'm soooo fat!"&lt;br /&gt;2. Horror stories/Night Walks.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cockroaches, esp flying ones.&lt;br /&gt;4. Having no dough, $$$$$!&lt;br /&gt;5. People who touch my things without asking, unless I like you too much to bother.&lt;br /&gt;6. Having a small closet.&lt;br /&gt;7. Alarm clocks.&lt;br /&gt;8. People who stare at me. I'll like, glare back.&lt;br /&gt;9. People who brush/hit my giant bag in the train/bus, I will sway with my bag lar #%%%^.&lt;br /&gt;10. When someone goes, "You bitch!" supposedly to be joking but I don't see how it fits into the context in which they're allowed to call me that.&lt;br /&gt;11. When some guys keep talking about NS, like it being the only subject left in the universe to talk about. NS blahblah tiring blahblah lucky you're a girl blahblah. Blabber shit.&lt;br /&gt;12. Anti-social people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8076010255936105689?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8076010255936105689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8076010255936105689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8076010255936105689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8076010255936105689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-know-since-im-ub-student-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-1519733804882932210</id><published>2007-05-06T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T10:34:11.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bakerzin cakes are the only one for me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061264031889943250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj040j9C6tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/OqlCgUuHYXY/s320/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061266260977969906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj062T9C6vI/AAAAAAAAAXs/C4o-XR67LVA/s320/Picture+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061265745581894370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj06YT9C6uI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uUk8kjM8k9s/s320/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Benji is too cute, right?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061263537968704194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj04Xz9C6sI/AAAAAAAAAXU/IDBa9DglcBA/s320/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061262678975244978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj03lz9C6rI/AAAAAAAAAXM/fLt_6of8TYo/s320/Picture+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061262086269758114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj03DT9C6qI/AAAAAAAAAXE/piFS3j-w2GQ/s320/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj07ST9C6wI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qUVe14hwnXQ/s1600-h/Picture+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061266742014307074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj07ST9C6wI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qUVe14hwnXQ/s320/Picture+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only picture I took when at UB orientation.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061267609597700882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj08Ez9C6xI/AAAAAAAAAX8/ztvfeTrjRDQ/s320/Picture+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's a pretty nice scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lazy to reply tags, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UB Orientation was more than fun. We played Amazing race at Orchard and parts of Town, went to the Mind's Cafe for board games, Night Walked at Changi Hospital and Hello Morning we hiked. I am so pro-UB right now. I love my OGLs like hell, loved making new friends, being silly, and loved the fact that most of the guys there are older, hot and have a car. Ha ha ha, screw JC, I'm so damn happy now, and I totally do not regret taking the road less taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UB = University of Buffalo, New York!&lt;br /&gt;UOL = University of London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to scope out the guys at UOL. I can't wait for Monday. Even if it does mean dragging a heavy ass Algebra&amp;amp;Trigo book to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, yesterday, met up with Sherhan/Yix and we met Spidey @ night. Spiderman 3 is awesome, go catch it. Harry is hot. Even for those anti-spiderman people, Harry's hotness is a good enough reason to go catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO GO SHOPPING. LEMME MAKE A LIST ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT:&lt;br /&gt;1. A BIG BAG.&lt;br /&gt;2. LEATHER-LIKE BAG.&lt;br /&gt;3. MORE SHIRTS.&lt;br /&gt;4. SOME TOPS OTHER THAN SHIRTS.&lt;br /&gt;5. BLACK-FRAMED SHADES.&lt;br /&gt;6. MORE EARRINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whoever is free, let's go shopping. Call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1519733804882932210?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1519733804882932210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1519733804882932210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1519733804882932210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1519733804882932210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/bakerzin-cakes-are-only-one-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rj040j9C6tI/AAAAAAAAAXc/OqlCgUuHYXY/s72-c/Picture+147.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-2049375618952067531</id><published>2007-05-03T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:35:41.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnSyj9C6pI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Q6bp4WlWQAk/s1600-h/Picture+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060307422414039698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnSyj9C6pI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Q6bp4WlWQAk/s320/Picture+159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made cake. Orange Chocolate Cheesecake. Yeah, I hear y'all saying "yum" in y'all heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060304862613531218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnQdj9C6lI/AAAAAAAAAWc/m9dcOjJiTZ0/s320/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060305326469999202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnQ4j9C6mI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Id-2DAXhp4Q/s320/Picture+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060305850456009330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnRXD9C6nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/0X1ZwMr_6yg/s320/Picture+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnRtj9C6oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/AxvWUSs6NTI/s1600-h/CIMG0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060306237003065986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnRtj9C6oI/AAAAAAAAAW0/AxvWUSs6NTI/s320/CIMG0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm showing off my ginormous collection of photographs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, was Orientation UB day 1! It was, boring, talks blabber shit. Wee Yang was there! I was like ooohmagash. Tmr should be fun, heck with Changi Chalet and it's false scares, I'm a Warrior and ain't afriad of no nothing. Damn straight. They have Clubs there. Don't snigger at the screen, but, I'm going for Dance club, Singing club and Student Council. Holla!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I've bought the books for UB(University of Buffalo, New York, New York!), and they are heaaaavy. They're huge! And I mean like huuuuuge. They are freakishly heavy and fat. Algebra and Trigonometry (my sadistic favourite) - as thick as my palm. I thank God for lockers @ SIM. I need a giant bag for Uni days @ UB. That means.. shopping trip! Takers? This weekend, anyone free call me. You know the number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smell Spiderman coming soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also smell 2 certain peoples' birthday approaching. My favouritest peoples' birthdays! But, that also means I smell a burnt hole in my pocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESSSSSS, I'VE GOT SOMEONE TO WATCH 200 POUNDS BEAUTY WITH ME. LIKE, FINALLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2049375618952067531?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2049375618952067531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2049375618952067531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2049375618952067531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2049375618952067531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-made-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjnSyj9C6pI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Q6bp4WlWQAk/s72-c/Picture+159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8824319966658698097</id><published>2007-05-01T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:47:33.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They owned it. And, hello there, Stupid Bung!&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&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059446238521518658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbDjD9C6kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yjpn_-hXTmk/s320/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059445787549952562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbDIz9C6jI/AAAAAAAAAWM/FaLQyJLr6T0/s320/Picture+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, Misato, you're hot. We totally killed the RI guys, holla!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059445358053222946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbCvz9C6iI/AAAAAAAAAWE/yBLj_0DTZrc/s320/Picture+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059444812592376338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbCQD9C6hI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ynpDnzT0kyI/s320/Picture+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059443219159509506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbAzT9C6gI/AAAAAAAAAV0/eGEFGK6CS3I/s320/Picture+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love ASS(Anderson Secondary school, if you're wondering in my past posts what ASS means.)!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059437893400062386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja79T9C6bI/AAAAAAAAAVM/AnkkNGD4hjs/s320/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059440058063579602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja97T9C6dI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DLwB2eITu_4/s320/Picture+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peelip! Me like.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059438911307311554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja84j9C6cI/AAAAAAAAAVU/orw51jdsU9o/s320/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059434728009165154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja5FD9C6WI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OuHJSGLSNPQ/s320/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;FP, hahahaha, funny face.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059437335054313890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja7cz9C6aI/AAAAAAAAAVE/hvy5drqUvts/s320/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Homies, one love!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059437077356276114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja7Nz9C6ZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/HcjOpO-iU8g/s320/Picture+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059436050859092354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja6SD9C6YI/AAAAAAAAAU0/d7V1QZwbp6c/s320/Picture+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Papa's birthday celebration pictures. Ze Quayside.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059441758870628850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja_eT9C6fI/AAAAAAAAAVs/GfVfKrD2XKg/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059430304192850258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja1Dj9C6VI/AAAAAAAAAUc/NPIUM9ui2YY/s320/Picture+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This club looks interesting. I just might go.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059429307760437554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja0Jj9C6TI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NRQZ3z1yVh4/s320/Picture+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059419171637618866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rjaq7j9C6LI/AAAAAAAAATM/HTPXOpgH6V4/s320/Picture+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059428388637436194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjazUD9C6SI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yIXUe6cEXnA/s320/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bakerzin has one of the best cakes. A bit expensive, but it's gooooood. Trust me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059427821701753106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjayzD9C6RI/AAAAAAAAAT8/5ojAfeMRIno/s320/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I am so not photogenic.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059425249016342786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjawdT9C6QI/AAAAAAAAAT0/KBdOwpMtA6Y/s320/Picture+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059424042130532594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjavXD9C6PI/AAAAAAAAATs/3a6f6NuYLRU/s320/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059423389295503586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjauxD9C6OI/AAAAAAAAATk/grAPb1KSO4k/s320/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059421130142705858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rjastj9C6MI/AAAAAAAAATU/MJpW5Qn5-YI/s320/Picture+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I almost wanted to hijack the truck.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059418836630169762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjaqoD9C6KI/AAAAAAAAATE/lq7RJOIPeVM/s320/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I look weird when I wake up and someone flashes at me. I am no good infront of the camera, period.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059440582049589730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rja-Zz9C6eI/AAAAAAAAAVk/08lvWy0eWRs/s320/Picture+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told you I'd get you loads of visually satisfying pictures. I keep promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna make it bend and break. Say a prayer, but let the good times roll, in case God doesn't show. And I want these words to make things right, but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life. And who does he think he is? If that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys. One night, and one more time, thnks fr th mmrs, even if they weren't so great, "He tastes like you only sweeter."&lt;/div&gt;"See, he tastes like you, only sweeter."&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/13606328-8824319966658698097?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8824319966658698097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8824319966658698097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8824319966658698097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8824319966658698097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/05/they-owned-it.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RjbDjD9C6kI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yjpn_-hXTmk/s72-c/Picture+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5126559902749946726</id><published>2007-04-30T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:10:39.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, Arkar, now I know why cheerleading is fun fun fun. Ha ha ha, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is gone and I didn't get any photos up but I promise that Tuesday will be flooded with pictures. Tuesday is a public Holiday for those blur people who don't know - Labour Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quikie Update!&lt;br /&gt;1. I saw Alicia Leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Shi Yun over the weekend! Tell me when y'all going out yeah? I. miss. you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm ending work this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I wanna watch 200 pounds beauty! Somebody? (V &amp; Han watched w/o me @#@##$)&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm gonna be busy this Thursday, Friday and Saturday morning - Orientation for Univerity = Changi Chalet stayover. Not really Hooray Whoopie 'cause I've heard things about the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna do like a food post now and then. I mean, good food post, good food good food good fooooooooooood. Like, every fortnight or something. The 3-5 must eat places! I'm excited already, an excuse to go out and eat more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss..&lt;br /&gt;1. Watching the Simpsons, I don't know when they show it on Starworld anymore : (&lt;br /&gt;2. Malcom in the Middle - same as Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;3. Watching South Park online - rarely have time, and they ain't got the full ept. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleepovers @ my place.&lt;br /&gt;5. Aunty Annies! I think Arkar hasn't eaten it which is OMGNOTACCEPTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;6. I miss Arkar and V :(&lt;br /&gt;7. I miss 4/6.&lt;br /&gt;8. I miss Yix the Mole 'cause she still hasn't brought me to the Fire Fight. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A not-so-short-post afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Do goldfishes get thirsty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5126559902749946726?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5126559902749946726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5126559902749946726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5126559902749946726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5126559902749946726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes-arkar-now-i-know-why-cheerleading.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5792142661551743377</id><published>2007-04-26T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:24:35.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANDERSON KICKED RGS ASS. (okay, maybe not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANDERSON WON NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there. So were like, 6-8 classes from Anderson. I was cheerleader for a day, and it felt nice. My Darling Stephanie, Captain of the Team, I am so proud lar! :D Misato and I totally lost it and we spat at the RI peoples' faces or backs. Ha ha ha, we trashed them by twwwwwwwwwo points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, made me miss the basketball girls like crazy. I can't remember when I was this crazy. It sucks that I'm seeing them less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of yesterday's madness coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISATO, TANIA, ELIZ, JIAXIN, AND WHOEVER TOOK PICTURES YESTERDAY, SEND ME ONLINE! SPANK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5792142661551743377?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5792142661551743377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5792142661551743377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5792142661551743377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5792142661551743377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/anderson-kicked-rgs-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-6792313666371596145</id><published>2007-04-24T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:39:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGHHHHHH SOMEBODY PUT MY NAME ON THE BOARD - JOIN COMPANY'S VERSION OF AMAZING RACE. AND I'M LIKE WHAT THE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so do not want to run on Saturday. But Valerie somehow convinced me. And I don't remember any food being involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bummer that Goob types lieEkz diShhx wEn miEssAginGXsz lorx. He's cute but I can't ignore that. Ew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6792313666371596145?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6792313666371596145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6792313666371596145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6792313666371596145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6792313666371596145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/arghhhhhh-somebody-put-my-name-on-board.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8289553257156759906</id><published>2007-04-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:13:42.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know two yummy guys at work. Yummy Guy one - let's call him Goob. Yummy Guy two - Lee. I saw Goob at Raffles City the other day which I made a fool out of myself. Gillian totally lied to me about the SCS Race so she can have Lee to herself! Plus, the new girl at the office knows Lee really well. Ha ha! I smell opportunity. Too bad Lee has a girlfriend, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fort Canning yesterday was so fun. I really enjoyed being the videoman, sprinting across the park trying to get scandalous footage. Kinda makes me wanna be a journalist/cameraman. Took a few pictures that, sadly, has to wait for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the new girl at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I miss watching the Simpsons. I work till so late almost everyday that I never get to catch it. Thank God for the Simpsons Movie coming soon! Go check out the trailer! Retard Humour, Unite! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna think about it anymore till we actually meet and talk about it. URGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8289553257156759906?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8289553257156759906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8289553257156759906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8289553257156759906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8289553257156759906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-two-yummy-guys-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-4972756620992037322</id><published>2007-04-22T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:23:56.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's 49th Birthday, but he's still lookin' young and I love him thaaaaaaaaaat much. Will post his birthday post later with more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RirisWBgXmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KF_SmoTJjYc/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056102783130820194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RirisWBgXmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KF_SmoTJjYc/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look at this and I'm not so sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4972756620992037322?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4972756620992037322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4972756620992037322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4972756620992037322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4972756620992037322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-papa.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RirisWBgXmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/KF_SmoTJjYc/s72-c/Picture+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-2181030110275033187</id><published>2007-04-21T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:24:37.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055782795182366242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rim_qmBgXiI/AAAAAAAAASc/XDzMlWkeqF0/s320/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055781940483874322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rim-42BgXhI/AAAAAAAAASU/uzyM_mRgZQ0/s320/Picture+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't turn it for some reason. Me and the great big ship! Arrr, Matey! I have a thing for Pirates and ships. And well, Orlando Bloom's hot pirate self too, of course.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055783774434909746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RinAjmBgXjI/AAAAAAAAASk/vAYA-3ozv98/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055784569003859522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RinBR2BgXkI/AAAAAAAAASs/BtBo9GjDf64/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055781184569630210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rim-M2BgXgI/AAAAAAAAASM/_sT56AoZaqY/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the lights @ esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to know I killed a Cockroach. Theeeee biggest news ever! And it feels good to kill the fugly little thing. But that doesn't change the fact I still scream when I see them. They are the worst things ever. I. hate. Cockroaches. And they're probably my only fear. Other than.. no, they're my only fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I TOTALLY FORGOT TO PUT IT UP HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST CHEN YI LING! I WANT YOU TO KNOW I HAD A SHARE IN THE PRESENT. AND TO MY SEXY BUMMER STEPHANIE! I WILL SEE YOU ON WEDNESDAY ; ) &lt;/span&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/13606328-2181030110275033187?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2181030110275033187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2181030110275033187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2181030110275033187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2181030110275033187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-couldnt-turn-it-for-some-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rim_qmBgXiI/AAAAAAAAASc/XDzMlWkeqF0/s72-c/Picture+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8328105088925077908</id><published>2007-04-21T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T13:08:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss the Homies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055740485459533234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RimZL2BgXbI/AAAAAAAAARk/5YSpd7wuzp4/s320/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055741344452992466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RimZ92BgXdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/6tnS2qn2FX4/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RimazmBgXfI/AAAAAAAAASE/XVJk2Bp4pZk/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055742267870961138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RimazmBgXfI/AAAAAAAAASE/XVJk2Bp4pZk/s320/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I look scary sometimes. Ha ha, who am I kidding, I mean all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha ha ha, so it looks like some people (other than myself) missed B&amp;J's Free Cone day too. Ha, there are Losers out there like me! Hello, fellow species! FYI, every year on April 17th B&amp;amp;J's has its annual Free Cone Day to show their gratitude to B&amp;J fans! Now, you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday is coming and I can't wait. I know! I have gone maaaad, right? Work on Monday = whole day spent @ Fort Canning. I'm the videowoman for the day so it's gonna be radical. I think it's the first time I ever looked forward to a Monday, ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post more pictures later when I'm less ____. I can't really describe what I'm feeling right now so I'll leave you to guess what the blank means.&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/13606328-8328105088925077908?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8328105088925077908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8328105088925077908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8328105088925077908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8328105088925077908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-miss-homies.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RimZL2BgXbI/AAAAAAAAARk/5YSpd7wuzp4/s72-c/Picture+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7104966067033223268</id><published>2007-04-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:16:53.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am too tired, way tired beyond healthy limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I'm still mad. It's kinda hard not to be. But it's hard to get why I am mad too. I think I'm unreasonably mad, yet its so much of a reason to be. Am I making sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekends again and I love weekends. I'm gonna make myself a shirt that says Me and my Weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends also mean pictures galore for my loyal readers. So, love Weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7104966067033223268?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7104966067033223268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7104966067033223268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7104966067033223268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7104966067033223268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-too-tired-way-tired-beyond-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-1563098357246616167</id><published>2007-04-18T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T16:44:02.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, a real friend would be &lt;em&gt;with me&lt;/em&gt;, not any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sissy, you're a saviour today.&lt;br /&gt;V, I'm upset and I miss you : (&lt;br /&gt;Arakr, if you see this, I miss you too : (&lt;br /&gt;V + Arkar, I'm jealous you both have a half decent study life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Fug, everyone I know didn't miss B&amp;J's Free Cone Day. This is unacceptable! @@%$%$!!%$&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1563098357246616167?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1563098357246616167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1563098357246616167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1563098357246616167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1563098357246616167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-know-real-friend-would-be-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-3143374123329329622</id><published>2007-04-17T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T08:42:05.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Big Fug, B&amp;J's had free cone day?! Like, when dat?! HOW COME NO ONE IN THE WORLD TOLD ME EARLIER?! THIS KINDA THING DESERVES A -MUST-CALL-PAO MOMENT. WHY, WHY, WHY?! You know, it's times like these that I seriously think there's some higher alien-type power out there trying to ruin it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only put pictures on weekends when I actually have time to hijack Sissy's computer. 'Cause now, I am swamped with.. work. I am stressed, I have deadlines to meet and today is one of them and I so can't finish and I am hyperventilating on the spot and big urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's retrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, hit the streets with ma Homie, ma brother from another mother! Watched Meet the Robinsons again, but I like it too much to mind paying twice. I so regret not taking ridiculous pictures with the beautiful wabbit graffiti :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is basically a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDERSON BASKETBALL IN NATIONAL FINALS! NEXT WEDNESDAY - FINALS VS I HAVE NO CLUE WHO. 1/2PM. I am so gonna take leave for this. Prepare the pom poms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause Speech Day is in June - far away.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I will not finish my work on time and get screwed by my boss.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I missed B&amp;amp;J's Free Cone Day.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I missed B&amp;J's Free Cone Day.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I missed B&amp;amp;J's Free Cone Day.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I missed B&amp;J's Free Cone Day.&lt;br /&gt;I am sad 'cause I missed B&amp;amp;J's Free Cone Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3143374123329329622?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3143374123329329622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3143374123329329622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3143374123329329622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3143374123329329622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/big-fug-b-had-free-cone-day-like-when.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-670195556781779494</id><published>2007-04-14T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:10:39.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Uncle seems to always look thaaaaaat scary. My NaiNai Birthday Pictures! (Very Overdued Pictures.)&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053112720553180386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBDPy6UfOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fMA6NgDGQ4A/s320/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053112351185992914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBC6S6UfNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/7XqHKH3M2MI/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;These are damn good. Like, explosive in mouth kinda good.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053113145754942706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBDoi6UfPI/AAAAAAAAARE/qPR_ZRGLGfQ/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053111857264753858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBCdi6UfMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FYDCpTieeEM/s320/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053111590976781490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBCOC6UfLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HTlsIserC0M/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053113905964154130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBEUy6UfRI/AAAAAAAAARU/3mrCWyovX3s/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Darling Mole Rat!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053113605316443394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBEDS6UfQI/AAAAAAAAARM/n6h3nfH-gZk/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love you, V!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053111251674365090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBB6S6UfKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Cd6PauvBa9s/s320/haha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053109495032740962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBAUC6UfGI/AAAAAAAAAP8/KiNLRx_sec8/s320/Banana0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I like Big Butts and I cannot lie!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053109791385484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBAlS6UfHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ok2vIh3kKNw/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053110113508031618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBA4C6UfII/AAAAAAAAAQM/tJ-1eNExQ6o/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They're pointing at..&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBBMi6UfJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iD6kGw_1dGc/s1600-h/Picture+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053110465695349906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBBMi6UfJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iD6kGw_1dGc/s320/Picture+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053114468604869922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBE1i6UfSI/AAAAAAAAARc/kVqAiPSIPtE/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hahaha, Arkar! Amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only upload pictures from Sissy's computer. Rats. Damn biased lar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ways to Annoy People In the Lift Part 2!:&lt;br /&gt;21. Walk in circles. Change directions when you hit a passenger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Hum the theme from Mission Impossible with yours eyes darting around the elevator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Introduce yourself as Ochenga-Wangaa The great chief and begin telling stories of your native island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your personal space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Draw a volleyball on the wall of the elevator and insist you have been trapped in there for 3 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Play patty--cake with the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Pour water on the front of your trousers, so it looks like you have wet yourself, tell everyone who comes in to the elevator, that you had a little accident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Give each passenger a round of applause as they enter or leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Scribble furiously on a notepad while looking at each passenger. When they try to look, hide the pad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. Meow occasionally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce 'You're one of THEM!' and move to the far corner of the elevator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. Have a seizure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. Hold the elevator door open and say you're waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say, 'Hi John, how's your day been?' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. When the elevator doors close, announce to the others, 'It's okay, don't panic, they'll open again'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. Hug yourself and make groaning noises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the pictures 'cause it is now rare!&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/13606328-670195556781779494?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/670195556781779494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=670195556781779494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/670195556781779494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/670195556781779494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-uncle-seems-to-always-look-thaaaaaat.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RiBDPy6UfOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/fMA6NgDGQ4A/s72-c/Picture+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5001808289927805752</id><published>2007-04-13T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:53:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I took leave to go back to ASS to get the O's cert and meet the o'l class. Thank God for friends like them. I miss them thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much! And, I'm so looking forward to Speech Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa pictures taken but CURSE YOU BLOGGER BIASED SON OF A @#$. Breathe, breathe, hee hoo. Will try when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways to annoy people in the Lift:&lt;br /&gt;1. When the doors open, pretend you did it with your mind.&lt;br /&gt;2. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body."&lt;br /&gt;3. Apply dripping red paint around the edge of the roof hatch. When someone enters, look upwards and whisper "I think they want in..."&lt;br /&gt;4. Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them. Press the wrong ones.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ask someone to take your temperature, then turn around and bend over.&lt;br /&gt;6. Guard the button panel so no one can touch it. Growl and bite at anyone's fingers who attept to cross you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Attempt to hypnotize the other passengers.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose.&lt;br /&gt;9. Blow spit balls at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;10. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your Kleenex to other passengers.&lt;br /&gt;11. Bring a camera and take pictures of everybody in the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;12. Bring a chair along.&lt;br /&gt;13. Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream, 'THAT'S MINE!'&lt;br /&gt;14. Burp, and then say 'mmmm...tasty!&lt;br /&gt;15. Call out, 'Group hug!' and enforce it.&lt;br /&gt;16. Call the psychic hotline from you cell phone, and ask if they know what floor you're on.&lt;br /&gt;17. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively.&lt;br /&gt;18. Challenge people to games of hide-and-seek.&lt;br /&gt;19. Clutch your stomach and gasp.&lt;br /&gt;20. Collect an elevator tax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be fun if people really did that? Or is it just, me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5001808289927805752?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5001808289927805752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5001808289927805752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5001808289927805752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5001808289927805752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-i-took-leave-to-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-739892054409054267</id><published>2007-04-11T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T10:43:52.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, I think Blogger is super biased. V has no problems uploading pictures and I do, son of a - . Hate you, Blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I suddenly realise that some people around me are already thin but still wants to be thinner. Like stick thin. Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word Fat is being used too incessantly and also for all the wrong reasons. Fat = if you are not stick thin or at least thin-like, which to me is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Yvonne from work, she has such a great figure and yet she still complains and doesn't eat. Her meals are puny, there should be a law against puny meals! It isn't even considered a meal, to me. I don't get how some girls are able to not eat. I always tell people I wanna lose weight and not eat but I do in the end anyway. I think people who starve themselves are killing themselves in the long run, and I blame celebrities like Nicole Richie. I think wanting to lose a few kgs here and there is fine, but do it the exercise to lose weight way, which is, the better way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARKAR! THURSDAY?  YES? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-739892054409054267?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/739892054409054267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=739892054409054267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/739892054409054267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/739892054409054267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-i-think-blogger-is-super-biased.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8699118814555295465</id><published>2007-04-10T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:20:45.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, I like funny people. I think they're like my favourite kind of people. And I guess sometimes I kinda wonder how they got funny, like, how come there are so many funny remarks up in their heads? Where the hell did they get 'em? I think when it comes to people, I exute a little favourism. If you're funny, you're an instant hit with me, I'd love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire drill today cancelled 'cause of bad weather, aw shucks! I love fire drills man, all the adrenaline pumpin' and running and pretending there's smoke, how fun! Damn you weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't the Newbie at work no more! Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARKARRRRRRR MA HOMIE, : ( ! Doubt you'll see this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah woah woah! D better not get me in trouble. Down, girl! Yeeehaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something, everyone will most probably end up the same. You'll graduate from JC then U then you'll get a job. Then, what? Everybodys' lives will all come down to waking up early everyday to your job. But kinda depending on what your job is and whether you love it and whether it is an exciting or it isn't. But, you'll be waking up to your job everyday in the future! My gosh, wouldn't that be so boring? My Papa says going JC isn't a detour, it's just prolonging the inevitable, which is so darn true and I hate to admit it but yar. Gosh, I want to have the most exciting and entertaining job, so I won't feel like falling asleep on the job itself. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me going to U, is actually me being realistic, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I realised I don't have many real friends. Real friends are the ones who bother to say Hi once a while and who bother to meet up with you. Real friends are the ones who remember your birthday. Real friends are the ones who are still holding your hand even if you're in deep shit. Real friends know your family. I don't have many but I do love the some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzzzzzzzzzygooooodnesssss, this is such a weird long post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8699118814555295465?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8699118814555295465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8699118814555295465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8699118814555295465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8699118814555295465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-know-i-like-funny-people.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-4076339917049776350</id><published>2007-04-08T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T21:16:02.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I started a trend in my family with the spiderman reverse hand thing. Ha ha, how amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working again tmr! Thank God for Thursday, a break (Have a Kit Kat!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy 'cause&lt;br /&gt;1. I had TCC today.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ugly Betty is showing tonight @ 10pm! I loooooooove the show, it's so super duper amusing.&lt;br /&gt;3. The cockroach in my bathroom is dead and in the trash, yes, finally.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've gotten my pay!&lt;br /&gt;5. Spiderman, I can almost taste it.&lt;br /&gt;6. Doris did something horrible yet I so love it. Ha ha ha ha ha, the bitch is takin' a hit. Go D, go D! I love your evil side so much, maybe more than your actual goodie-two-shoes side. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut hair, should I? Something daring maybe? Like my previous picture? Ha ha ha, I shall put the picture up again, tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Friendster is such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental preparation for Ugly Betty! Oh, joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4076339917049776350?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4076339917049776350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4076339917049776350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4076339917049776350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4076339917049776350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-started-trend-in-my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-3550840670309964628</id><published>2007-04-06T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T23:18:35.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my new shiny Pony bag even if it is small. I just super dig it, yeeehaw!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050334018607870850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZkCDgxc4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/u73GXT8HGZM/s320/Picture+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331768045007650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZh_DgxcyI/AAAAAAAAAOE/6dT__h5t35Y/s320/Picture+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050332274851148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZicjgxc0I/AAAAAAAAAOU/qaq_-pNv-EY/s320/Picture+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050332004268208946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZiMzgxczI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_ZqNsGWEcc8/s320/Picture+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331317073441538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZhkzgxcwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Rl_ZVD_Z2GE/s320/Picture+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZjPzgxc3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/HaitJTOFspw/s1600-h/Picture+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050333155319444338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZjPzgxc3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/HaitJTOFspw/s320/Picture+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050330857511940850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZhKDgxcvI/AAAAAAAAANs/FMvCskKEum4/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331557591610130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZhyzgxcxI/AAAAAAAAAN8/bW7XbK7Gtoo/s320/Picture+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZiuzgxc1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/GGNXn75wvoU/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050332588383761234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZiuzgxc1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/GGNXn75wvoU/s320/Picture+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone at dinner today did this spiderman thing except my Nai Nai! Ha ha, she's excused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My computer is giving me so much problems I just wanna kick it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught a moooooovie, like finally. With my fam and V! Meet the Robinsons is a gooooooooooood movie alright! So darn cute and it cracked all of us up. Highly recommended by me if you're a fan of retard humour! :D&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/13606328-3550840670309964628?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3550840670309964628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3550840670309964628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3550840670309964628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3550840670309964628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-new-shiny-pony-bag-even-if-it.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RhZkCDgxc4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/u73GXT8HGZM/s72-c/Picture+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-3945809249360759875</id><published>2007-04-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:20:01.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I posted not too long ago, but I am reeeeeeally bored right now. Am working right now lar! And it's still early till I can take my leave. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillian says I can make millions just by asking those who want me to photoshop away their pimples or wrinkles to pay me 5 bucks. Ha, 3000 over employees, so I'll get like 15 000 dollars. Awwwwwesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this girl, Lu, today, she's damn bubbly and it kinda reminds me of Ha! I miss Ha so much, I should totally visit her in ACJ, and collect my tee at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes you feel like you've not done enough in like that satisfys you? Like, what you reeeeeeeeally wanna do - maybe be a rockstar or play the drums or be an actor blahblah. I think I'm having one of those periods. Meaning, I can't wait for next Saturday, my honeybun Mole Rat slash eyeless creatue slash wannabe mugger invited me to a gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Poly is starting soon. Ha. Reminds me of Danny who's going to NYP, he's hot. Whoever going to NYP look out for him. Man, free publicity aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: 12TH APRIL, 4/6 PEOPLE PLEASE GO BACK IF YOU CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see people coming. Gotta do my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-3945809249360759875?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3945809249360759875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3945809249360759875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3945809249360759875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3945809249360759875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-i-posted-not-too-long-ago-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8370796130332099866</id><published>2007-04-05T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:33:10.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't fucking load my picutres onto blogger. Blogger is screwing me over and over again. Guess it will be boring o'l block of words till this weekend or something. I so wanna post my usuals crazy esplanade episode, gillian's crazy work attitude and V+Ark's overdued sleep over pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happy news, I have talked to a Hottie recently and that makes me damn hell happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is damn sweet to remember I wanted the ACJ famous shirt. Oh yar, whoever wants to go for ACJ West Side Musical Production this Saturday night, please contact me @ 97669349! Costs $52/ticket. Helping V sell it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is taking a toll on me, seriously. I work till 11pm and I have to be at work at 8am, sometimes 730am. That's like trying to pass me off as wonder woman when I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday tmr, and I have a date with D and fam @ Ikea for breakfast! Then it's off to mooooooooovie with V and family! Finally, a break. I tell you, I work for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a crush who's so totally Hot with a capital H! My eyes just burn away when they meet his. Ha ha ha, I'm being  a drama mama I know. But you gotta see it, to believe it. Hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8370796130332099866?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8370796130332099866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8370796130332099866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8370796130332099866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8370796130332099866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-fucking-load-my-picutres-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-590100068108818451</id><published>2007-04-02T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:43:35.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my usuals. Pictures galore later tonight, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work will be the death of me! I swear, I can't wait for University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back on the 12th (April) to Anderson, my Ass school! Mrs Lim is having some competition and our class is sorta helping, and yes, I am helpful! 4/6 people do try to gooooooooo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other happy news! Anderson Basketball won their 1st national match, hooray! The only bummer is that I couldn't be there to cheer like a loon. But whooopie anyway : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Bean date seems to be dragging real long, amd that upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so need a crush.&lt;br /&gt;I so need Poofy to be extra wary.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a movie date.&lt;br /&gt;I so need coffeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a break from my boss.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to start my selling tee thing.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a restraining order from shopping too much.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a new wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to be in a band.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a English name.&lt;br /&gt;I so need some Durian.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to lose some fat/weight.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to stop random crushing random guys.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to get off my lazy ass and sign up for dance lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to stop eating so much.&lt;br /&gt;I so need to watch Heroes this Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;I so need to buy Grey's Anatomy - the DVD series.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I so need a crush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-590100068108818451?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/590100068108818451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=590100068108818451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/590100068108818451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/590100068108818451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-usuals.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8462458499671398053</id><published>2007-03-27T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:29:26.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't upload pictures for some problem, so I will have so many overdue pictures in the near future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ichiban Sushi is a good Sushi place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no day off on Wednesday : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, for work, I've been putting up things on the notice board and it is one good way to meet people. Suddenly work isn't as boring as it is before. I found Gillian who is also a nutcase, I realise that there is eye theraphy everywhere (didn't look hard enough before), and I'm getting my pay soon! Ha ha ha, a 3 semi 4 digit salary. Ha ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I can tell you're thaaaaaaat type."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What type?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The easily jealous type."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha. Gillian can be sooooooooooo right and wrong at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARKAR/EVONA,&lt;br /&gt;WHERE IS THAT BEAN HANG OUT MOVIE SLASH POPCORN FIGHT WE PROMISED EACH OTHER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE USUALS/MOLERAT/POOFY/HAAAN/BIIIL,&lt;br /&gt;I WANT ICE SKATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALICIA LEEEEEE,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you're free and we'll crash Bran's place for MJ! Tell me when you're free, I know you're a busy woman :D and we soooooo must update each other about stuuuuuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8462458499671398053?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8462458499671398053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8462458499671398053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8462458499671398053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8462458499671398053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-upload-pictures-for-some-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-2685569172113960371</id><published>2007-03-24T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T21:27:13.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, no Mr.Bean. And I missed YHOPE's last service together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao Ying Zhi is frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amusing thing happened recently. Sissy and I were in my mama's car when we saw this couple walking in near our house. It reminded me of myself and this particular someone back in the day, and I was like, "They look so lovey dovey. Makes me sick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yingxin, roll down the window and yell at the sick couple."&lt;br /&gt;"Alright, matey!"&lt;br /&gt;(Rolls down car window)&lt;br /&gt;"ARGHHHHHHH YOUUUUUUUU!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy looks over at us and gives us a face. The girls does the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We end up laughing like monkeys. Ha ha ha. And my mama gets furious. But, this is self entertainment, it's not like we meant any harm. Ha ha ha. Crazy is fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2685569172113960371?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2685569172113960371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2685569172113960371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2685569172113960371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2685569172113960371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-no-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8981624622642029897</id><published>2007-03-24T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:43:44.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed Music &amp; Lyrics with my usuals. Booooooooooooooooooo, stupid University of New York had to schedule a lecture thing on the same day and same time as my darlings. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Mr.Bean today with my Homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying JC is baaaaaaaaad. Robin JJ please don't get the wrong idea alright. I'm just saying, my personal vote would be poly/uni rather than JC. I find JC kinda like a repitition of secondary school life. It's like studying subjects that I won't use, and I doooooooooooon't want to waste my time. I know what I want. I guess I'm less conventional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my PC isn't down, it's my monitor. Ugh, the agony. Damn you monitor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss AC, Anderson and even the class of 6d. Kinda sudden but when I passed PCP the other day ohhhmyyygod all the skipping lessons 'cause we're prefects, girl fights over a certain boy, my best buddy AliciaLeeeeeeeeeeeee, Mr Lee the funny ass who is now married and a certain boy I kinda miss, came back to my head. Makes me feel nostalgic, and dizzy 'cause it's gone. So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK CLASS OF 6D SHOULD HAVE AN OUTING, AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say that, and I'm always too lazy to organise it. Mm, I remember this boy whom I wouldn't mind seeing again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8981624622642029897?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8981624622642029897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8981624622642029897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8981624622642029897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8981624622642029897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-missed-music-lyrics-with-my-usuals.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8741213551000236915</id><published>2007-03-21T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:05:36.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kinda peeved right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is hard. Hard with a capital 'H'! My boss keeps making me change the poster I gotta do for her. This is the 6th version I'm doing now. And I want 1/2 day tmr! But noooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my neck hurts from putting up all the QOS posters on the notice board. I was struggling like shit. 163cm doesn't get your anywhere man. And the whole tijme I was on my tiptoes, only 1 nice guy asked if I needed help. Rrrrr. On the plus side, Seah asked about it, so, I am somewhat contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V V V V V V V EVONA V V V V V V V, GIMME AN ANSWER, QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, no work. Hurray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sudden impulse! I wanna crash NY! I already said sudden impulse okay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go doooooo my work so I can go home early tmr. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. The hardworking side of me feels gnarly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8741213551000236915?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8741213551000236915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8741213551000236915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8741213551000236915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8741213551000236915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/kinda-peeved-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-2594305020148393968</id><published>2007-03-21T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T11:06:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My, my, my, I have seen the work eye candy. And its making me soooooooooooo happy. Lunch hour is the best, zeeeeee bestest, time to go out scoping the canteen area for potential eye therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, he (whoever the random hot stranger is) made my day. And good thing is, his office is near mine. (Saw him walking from my office sorta direction)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2594305020148393968?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2594305020148393968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2594305020148393968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2594305020148393968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2594305020148393968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-my-my-i-have-seen-work-eye-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-13881350452772105</id><published>2007-03-20T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:57:36.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer is screwing me over at home. So, no pictures for now. Party Pooper of a computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seah is a cute man. He came over to tell me all the details in doing a piece of news article, then he caught the blur look on my face. "Aiya! Sorry sorry sorry!" Then, he suddenly bent over laughing. When he came up for air he was like "Ah ha ha, you're not the one to do the news articles, aren't you?" His facial expression was too cute so we ended up laughing together. Okay, maybe y'all reading this won't find it cute. Okay, maybe only I find it somewhat cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I get to seeeee some eye candy at work. Deprived, we all are. Why is there no crushable people at work?! Wwwwwwhy?! I should just ask Mandy (ma boss) to "show me around" and lemme scope out the area and go eye-candy-alert! Rrrrrr, where are all the students? I feel so old around people not my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only one going University! But those going Poly get what I'm trying to say I feel, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Friday to be Mr.Bean movie day. Popcorn fight, popcorn fight, popcorn fight! : D Join in the chant people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a total sick twisted way of fate to have P be in the same c as S. Poor P. S better stay aaaaaaaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rrr, I am and have always been an angsty teeen. Anger is how I roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-13881350452772105?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/13881350452772105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=13881350452772105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/13881350452772105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/13881350452772105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-computer-is-screwing-me-over-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5185414386141264795</id><published>2007-03-17T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T11:04:18.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arkar, V and I wwwwwwwwwwwill conquer The Impossible Quiz! The Homies shall rein supreme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PICTURES TMR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Homies stayed over at my crib. DDR + "Dude, where's my car?!" + Chocolate making + Cheeeeeeeeeesy breakfast + Kicking each other in bed @ night + Lots lots of picture taking + Super Mario + Linking of arms + Lame arse jokes + Library visit! = toooooday&amp;amp;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it cannot, and must not be theeeee "Final enjoyment". NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I REFUSE. THERE'S STILL MR.BEAN ON 22 MARCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I feel as if all my friends are leaving. I'm the only person I know going off to University. Everyone else is going to JC, and next week is the official start of it. Everyone else will be sooooo busy, plus March hols are already over. What, wait for June to play catch up? Gwah, no way. I guess I am a real complainer huh, buuuuuuuuuuuuut, I hate losing people. They call it "The Drift".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get this feeling, like, everyones' already gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5185414386141264795?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5185414386141264795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5185414386141264795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5185414386141264795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5185414386141264795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/arkar-v-and-i-wwwwwwwwwwwill-conquer.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-674740595369458038</id><published>2007-03-15T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:23:11.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVONA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know, you have me. So yeah, maybe I ain't good with comfort words or words of advice or just.. words, in general. But, I'm good at listening, ha ha ha, if I do say so myself. Also, I'm offering to kill that bitch if you want me to. You know I'm great with chain saws, I'm a natural. Ha ha ha ha ha, my evil chuckle goes along well with. (coughthebitchmustdieeeeeeeeeeeeecough) The offer stands for as long as you want so consider all you want! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was (I think) stuff-myself-day. Mandy brought me this gianormous piece of thick chocolate fudge cake and ohgoooooooooooosh it tasted like heaven on the 1st bite. Then, springrolls. Then, prawn crackers. Then, candy. Then, Hersheys Dark Choc. Argh! Somebody tape my mouth! I'm already __kg. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about food makes me hungry, again. Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Someone is offering me crackers now. Yvonne is offering me crackers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHERE IS THAT 4/6 OUTING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-674740595369458038?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/674740595369458038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=674740595369458038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/674740595369458038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/674740595369458038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/evona-i-just-want-you-to-know-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-674662280217909748</id><published>2007-03-13T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:59:57.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have concluded that I have no life right now. It's work and only work. I work for the weekends man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, if I had more eye candy around it would help. I'd run to work, I'd fly to work if I could. Rrrrrrrr, I saw an eye candy. (AN) Take note - an. I stared lar. Ha ha ha, if Phoebe could see him she'd die. I think I'll make finding-eye-candy-at-work my sole purpose, my 1st priority! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041320528656020898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfZeT41tNaI/AAAAAAAAANg/0GqHWLxKA2Y/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love good teeeeveeee. I want Prison Break Season 2 and Grey's anatomy! Monday 930PM - Where my dogs at?, is good. Tuesday (I think) 9PM - Celebrity Death Match, is even better. Yum teeevee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arkar, I am master. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Evona, I can't play solitaire for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Yix, I want to crash NY. Me like there.&lt;br /&gt;Joel knows Dannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnny! Me like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think about how friends will drift and it gets to me. I'd like if people promised me "No, we will never drift.", then I'd hate it a few months later when I realise, what a lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for The Simpsons Movie!&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/13606328-674662280217909748?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/674662280217909748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=674662280217909748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/674662280217909748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/674662280217909748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-concluded-that-i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfZeT41tNaI/AAAAAAAAANg/0GqHWLxKA2Y/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-9107252733705976864</id><published>2007-03-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:19:22.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the way from Billy Bombers!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpwI1tNWI/AAAAAAAAANA/HLoTPw-7B3w/s1600-h/f3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039925733731677538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpwI1tNWI/AAAAAAAAANA/HLoTPw-7B3w/s320/f3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpY41tNVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/i8QpPNjaPfs/s1600-h/f2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039925334299718994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpY41tNVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/i8QpPNjaPfs/s320/f2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpFY1tNUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-FkoBmLfxiM/s1600-h/f8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039924999292269890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpFY1tNUI/AAAAAAAAAMw/-FkoBmLfxiM/s320/f8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFoX41tNTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZruIesI2Yjw/s1600-h/f10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039924217608222002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFoX41tNTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZruIesI2Yjw/s320/f10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFn9I1tNSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AcOYWTaTJBY/s1600-h/f9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039923758046721314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFn9I1tNSI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AcOYWTaTJBY/s320/f9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFnDY1tNRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qK1l6G3k79I/s1600-h/f1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039922765909275922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFnDY1tNRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qK1l6G3k79I/s320/f1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I swear, Calvin can't get any more gay than that. (5th picture)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Ryan and Amanda look so cute together. (3rd picture) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone mistaken condensed milk for normal milk and made coffee by adding large amounts of 'milk' into their coffee? I think I drank a cup of sugar today. Working as a designer at some company right now. Yesssss, designer. Not some bigshot woohoo designer, just a small mediocre one. No big hoo haaa. My neck hurts from staring at the monitor the whole day figuring how to install photoshop. (Weian tried. But no, didn't help. Ha ha ha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO FOR A MOVIE. I CAN'T TAKE ANY LONGER. (ANYONE? PLEASE CALL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDESPERATEMEEEEEEEEE.)&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/13606328-9107252733705976864?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/9107252733705976864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=9107252733705976864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/9107252733705976864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/9107252733705976864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-way-from-billy-bombers-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RfFpwI1tNWI/AAAAAAAAANA/HLoTPw-7B3w/s72-c/f3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-4475094098680501921</id><published>2007-03-08T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:12:21.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been here lately. Blogger is being a bitch, so, I opted to hate Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trying to recall the last few days, mmhmm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG outing on the Saturday that just passed was just wholesome. Ha, Billy Bombers is a good western eating place. The pork ribs are to die forrrrrrrr, they melt in your mouth, really! I wanna go back and try the mixed platter thing. Mmmmmmm. I've got pictures, millions! But not now. Later. Am feelin' pretty lazy dazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my two loony girls, Yix + Sherilyn. I really wanted a movie. But all the movies ain't good right now. I think too much Kimchi is giving me a sore throat. Poor Poofy also wasn't feeling too well, be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working full time now. It's kinda weird 'cause everyone else is just out there in their JCs and having fun with orientation. I sooooo wanna crash ACJ orientation on friday! : ( I actually also wanna crash RJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS V. YOU MADE RJ. AHHHHH, OWN RJ MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people at work are really nice to me. Like, super duper ultra nice. I feel like I'm king. That's how nice they are. Plus, I get to drink free coffee all day. And the food in the canteen look sooooooo gooooood. And my damn office is next to the canteen?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH UGH GWAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm doomed to gain more weight. I've already gained 4 kg. People say they don't see it. But I know. I know they know I know they can see it. Stop feeding me lies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I think I'm losing it. I think Yix may be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR MARCH HOLS. 4/6 SHOULD GET TOGETHER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4475094098680501921?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4475094098680501921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4475094098680501921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4475094098680501921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4475094098680501921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-havent-been-here-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8420611221420864657</id><published>2007-03-04T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T20:49:17.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger just screwed me. I had this gianormous para. Damn you Blogger. Rrrr, maybe later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8420611221420864657?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8420611221420864657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8420611221420864657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8420611221420864657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8420611221420864657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-4692063219515203736</id><published>2007-03-01T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T11:04:49.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINISHED WATCHING THE 1ST SEASON OF PRISON BREAK. HA HA HA HA, IT AIN'T BETTER THAN THAT : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th February 2007&lt;/strong&gt;, my sweet grandmama Nai Nai turned 80! Her 80th birthday! I thank the Lord everyday that she's a healthy 80, and I pray she'll reach 90, and beyoooooond! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with Mut, my dear soup-making childhood friend the other day and it was good o'l catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What do you want for the future?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I said "you", would you run?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If I did, would you chase me?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, why do some schools think their so elitist? Sometimes, they should just go suck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4692063219515203736?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4692063219515203736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4692063219515203736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4692063219515203736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4692063219515203736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-finished-watching-1st-season-of.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-3595240795308218810</id><published>2007-02-23T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:35:31.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CNYCNYCNYCNYCNY.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rrrrr, curse the goodies, sitting on table daring me to eat 'em. I won't fall for their devious plan to conquer my waist line! (Omagosh, I am having my own monologue.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoo Haaa, I give you pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034702324302807522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7bFsXnAeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1GTWSKEbCnM/s320/CNY07+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034701804611764690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7ancXnAdI/AAAAAAAAAKg/O_1nDNsdulE/s320/CNY07+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034701143186801090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7aA8XnAcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/PuuHup34pPk/s320/CNY07+016+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;A butt like that - it's kinda hard to hide. Ha ah aha gawa cough cough choke.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034700254128570802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7ZNMXnAbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LOpQRuT8ijc/s320/CNY07+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034699571228770722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7YlcXnAaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Cse8ws9mE2k/s320/CNY07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034698823904461202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7X58XnAZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GzD5dVsy7dE/s320/CNY07+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034698188249301378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7XU8XnAYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/VA0d1WeNSO4/s320/CNY07+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know, I was listening to Rooster the other day. I forgot how much I liked their music, and went gaa gaa crazy over their hot vocal man Nick Atkinson. I like finding about old songs I left behind and liking 'em all over again. Feels, nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got my pay, boo yah, the Dough, Baby. Feelin' pretty darn rich right about now : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I visited Studio Wu, like finally. It's kinda smaller than what I thought? And hm, it is cheaper than Jitterbugs but, I don't know. Somehow, I don't see the appeal, other than it's 30 bucks cheaper. Oh and it's bloody far away, walked like goooosh-let-it-end-now. Hm, will see JB then decide, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALVIN LEOW YI LONG : D You're really a Man's Man, huh?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034706645039907330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7fBMXnAgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/YTo-quwm5yE/s320/prom+048+copy.gif" border="0" /&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/13606328-3595240795308218810?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3595240795308218810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=3595240795308218810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3595240795308218810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/3595240795308218810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/cnycnycnycnycny.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rd7bFsXnAeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1GTWSKEbCnM/s72-c/CNY07+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8530883026526686099</id><published>2007-02-21T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:45:22.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, GWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH, UGHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gained weight, again! @#$%&amp; I am now __kg, and it's freaking heavy, freakishly heavy, I'm a heavyass freak! @#&amp;amp;!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURSE YOU, CHINESE NEW YEAR. CURSES, CURSES. @#$#$&amp;amp; I HATE YOUUUUUUU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8530883026526686099?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8530883026526686099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8530883026526686099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8530883026526686099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8530883026526686099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/gwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-gwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-6931905222854584883</id><published>2007-02-17T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:50:58.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>: (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know why? 'Cause I couldn't go back to Anderson on Friday (the friday that just went away). My mom forced me to go out with her to buy CNY stuff. Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I couldn't get to see all the 4/6 people, damn it. And, basketballers, damn it. And, teachers, damn it. @$#^$ UGH, I MISS ANDERSON AND THE PEOPLE. I MISS MY CLASS. I think everyone went back, except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I missed the Firedrake steamboat thing. Gosh, I think I really am an abandoner. I can almost hear everyone I know chanting "Abandoner" in the far background.&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morton's have the best steak! Ever! Family celebration : ) oh and the mints there are damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032509857562143218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcRDVSkqfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0B0Qp9N0XFQ/s320/!+combi.gif" border="0" /&gt;The day ma Homie, V and I baked our hearts out. We slaved and slaved our asses off man, but had damn hell of fun while doing it. Also dropped slops of dough on the floor, went a lil' wild with photos, danced, sang, and made dough people while doing it. SHAKE AND BAKE! (!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032512816794610242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcTvlSkqkI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_0ASL7Ms5eY/s320/Image254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032513516874279522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcUYVSkqmI/AAAAAAAAAI8/EWePUm0-wmI/s320/Image255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032512202614286898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcTL1SkqjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cS8DkANDTTQ/s320/Image250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032513345075587666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcUOVSkqlI/AAAAAAAAAI0/fsly0M5YKZY/s320/Image238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032511927736379938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcS71SkqiI/AAAAAAAAAIc/0XttEJn_Q4A/s320/Image259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032511618498734610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcSp1SkqhI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WWj3MeEcw6k/s320/Image243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;V DAY. Lota love goin' round : )&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032505231882365346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcM2FSkqaI/AAAAAAAAAHc/v7QeQDKJCr4/s320/!!+014+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032506962754185666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcOa1SkqcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EdJc3Z75wZw/s320/!!+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032506211134908850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcNvFSkqbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/y9_ZKGitY98/s320/!!+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032509239086852562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcQfVSkqdI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lONf1VJ3PiA/s320/!!+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032509599864105442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcQ0VSkqeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sMLZGkhU6cg/s320/!!+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tuition gathers @ Bugis! Was great especially since the bill was on Ms Ng, ha ha ha. Mr Ang Mao Ler decided not to show, grrrrrr. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032511240541612546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcST1SkqgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wBq_U2czfcc/s320/!!+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to join Dance Wu. It's so bloody far, and I think I will get lost trying to find it. Anyone wanna accompany me to try finding the place? If I get lost, I wanna at least bring someone down along with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE CNY. So yeah, I get $$$$ Ka-Chings, but it's so boring, no? Sitting there listening to endless small talk while the little kids run aroud in circles. And since my whole relatives side is catholic or christian there's no mahjong. How sad is that. I love mahjong, I breathe it. I don't play with $ so no harm but nooooooo mahjong, still. Rrrrr, cny - makes me fat (I think I bloody put on weight NOOOO) and bored. &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/13606328-6931905222854584883?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6931905222854584883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6931905222854584883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6931905222854584883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6931905222854584883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/know-why-cause-i-couldnt-go-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdcRDVSkqfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0B0Qp9N0XFQ/s72-c/!+combi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-716584881202525063</id><published>2007-02-13T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:57:15.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am upset 'cause I missed the 4/6 thing. I was feeling groggy. Grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went NY again. NYJC is a really nice place, the people are just darling. And C now owes me one 'cause I'm such a sacrificial person and for the wonderful cupcake I got him. Ha ha ha. I like Hot Stuff. Was at my Homie's crib just now, doing some bakin'. Shake and Bake. V wanted some cookies for V day, so. Pictures of the yummy(s) later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised tmr's V day. Gosh, how boring. I am getting sick of having to get gifts for everyone. And yet, I still do. Zzzz, V day, wow whoopee hoorah woohoo yaaaay. Rrrrrright. I find it so overrated. Trash. Or maybe I'm just being bitter, again. Anyway, it's gonna be a girls night out kinda thing for the Kung-Pow Five. Ha, lovin' the name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so grumpy. Know why? Stupid JAE, that's why. Dumbass thing making me all worried, unsure, confused. @#%^ Hate it, hate hate hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something old. V, Zhiyan and Me footwear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031029094572403074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdHOTlSkqYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/cWJfrYd39EQ/s320/Image151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This hair style is growing on me. Seriously considering.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031030675120368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdHPvlSkqZI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kKeL7uls79c/s320/omg+cool+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grouchy. Stay away. Away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-716584881202525063?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/716584881202525063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=716584881202525063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/716584881202525063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/716584881202525063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-upset-cause-i-missed-46-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RdHOTlSkqYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/cWJfrYd39EQ/s72-c/Image151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1543697629922431766</id><published>2007-02-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:07:29.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look here, I don't wanna brag but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4/6 TOTALLY OWNED IT. WE'RE THE CLASS TO BEAT, EVER. EVER, EVER, EVER. HA, KA-POW WOOWEE BOOYAH YEAHHEY HOORAH! I FEEL SO PROUD FOR ALL THE PEOPLE OF 4/6. I FEEL LIKE A FREAKING PATRIOT, FOR MY CLASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE FAVOURITE FIVE. I LOVE 'EM.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029849984315730226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rc2d6VSkqTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0717A6L7Wqo/s320/O+001+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME AND MY CHEMISTRY PARTNER - PHILIP! He's so cute and his palm gets sweaty like mine so yes, we click. I am gonna miss chemistry practicals with him. Gwaaaaaaah : ( He did so well and I feel freakass happy for him : ) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029850881963895106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rc2eulSkqUI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p5SrXg_ZqEA/s320/O+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YIXIN, YOU OWE ME PHOTOS. HURRY GET ONLINE AND SEND 'EM TO ME. AND YOU STILL OWE ME 14 BUCKS, YOU ASS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SHERHAN, YOU TOO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;SHERILYN POOFYHEAD, THIS WAS FOR YOU BEFORE THE O'S. I AM KNOWN TO BE FORGETFUL SO WHOOPSY, AND LEFT IT AT HOME. Here you go, you can read it here. And maybe I'll remember the next time I see you. Psst, Monday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029858913552738674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rc2mCFSkqXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KsTmaSlSsRI/s320/1+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;EVONA, V! YOU DID SO WELL AND YOU TOTALLY UTTERLY DESERVE IT AND I FEEL SO PROUD AND HAPPY FOR YOU ; ) I KNOW YOU'LL MAKE RJ, YOUR DREAM, YAY FOR YOU! (All the Starbucks mugging days worthwhile now huh) For you too, I am known to be forgetful. And hence.. yar. You get the drift.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029858342322088290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rc2lg1SkqWI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5xaqkIEdbYk/s320/1+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARKAR, HOMIE! I AM GONNA MISS YOU MORE THAN YOU KNOW : ( AND YOU THE MAN, MAN. YOUR RESULTS ARE OFF THE HOOK, YO : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PHOEBE, I AM SO DAMN HAPPY FOR YOU! SEE, I TOLD YOU SO : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4/6 PEOPLE, 10AM HARBOURFRONT MRT, BRING EXTRA CLOTHING, SNACKS, DRINKS AND SUNBLOCK BLAHBLAH. BE THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like Arkar said, I think I really am gonna miss Anderson.&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/13606328-1543697629922431766?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1543697629922431766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1543697629922431766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1543697629922431766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1543697629922431766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/look-here-i-dont-wanna-brag-but.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rc2d6VSkqTI/AAAAAAAAAGI/0717A6L7Wqo/s72-c/O+001+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-6500760984351137364</id><published>2007-02-08T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:58:21.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YAR. TMR THE BIG GETTING BACK O'S DAY. ALMOST FORGOT TILL SOMEONE REMINDED ME - MY MOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, mhmm, nah, nope, I still feel nothing. Betcha giving me the cough-Loser right now or something. I think I will be late tmr, and probably sleep while we wait for the "big news". Yeah, me snoozing in the hall, just like old times. Kinda reminds me of lessons, especially Geography lessons. I think I'm famous for zzzing away during Geography. Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, good luck all graduates. From, me. And well, Sissy too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029157781616503074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcsoW1SkqSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6kMceSgn5yQ/s320/cny2+024+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People are saying many Andersonian Graduates are going back tmr morning to crash lessons?!And join in the mass work out in the morning! Ha ha, sounds rad to me. I feel really tempted to join, but I think I won't wake up. Scratch that, I know I won't wake up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6500760984351137364?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6500760984351137364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6500760984351137364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6500760984351137364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6500760984351137364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yar.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcsoW1SkqSI/AAAAAAAAAF8/6kMceSgn5yQ/s72-c/cny2+024+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-8333781130970936387</id><published>2007-02-08T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:34:21.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What is with people and then term camwhore? "Let's go camwhore, oo look we're camwhoring?" What the, wha? Is it a compliment? Yar, like putting a cam in front of whore changes the meaning of, well, whore. Suddenly I see so many people using that word and it irks me. I keep wondering if I'm s'pposed to be thinking whoever uses it is.. cool or.. what. It emphasizes on whore and not cam, anyway. CamWHORE. You don't say it like CAMwhore. See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get people sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only person thinking this way? Okay I think only Sissy and I have a problem with the word camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMES LEE(NOT XUANFENG)  - "AN OUTING" FINE YOU WIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8333781130970936387?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8333781130970936387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8333781130970936387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8333781130970936387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8333781130970936387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-with-people-and-then-term.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8142587535488822380</id><published>2007-02-07T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:34:22.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH YAR HUH, I ALMOST FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PSSSSST, ALL 4/6 PEOPLE. LISTEN HERE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028783852919260562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcnURUV5BZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TlaM6Se3tsU/s320/4606+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT MONDAY, KEEP IT FREE. WE MIGHT HAVE SOME OUTING TO EAST COAST OR SOMETHING, PLUS STEAMBOAT. YUM. (I LOVE THIS COLLAGE THING)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-8142587535488822380?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8142587535488822380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8142587535488822380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8142587535488822380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8142587535488822380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yar-huh-i-almost-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcnURUV5BZI/AAAAAAAAAFw/TlaM6Se3tsU/s72-c/4606+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-1054812939530360347</id><published>2007-02-07T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T20:33:40.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcnCP0V5BYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/culU3Emvcso/s1600-h/Cupcakerandomtee+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028764035940156802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcnCP0V5BYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/culU3Emvcso/s320/Cupcakerandomtee+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TADAAAAAAAA. Me and ma homie Arkar baked 'em yst (cupcakes), and yes, they tasted yummy. One little thing though, we um, forgot to put one ingredient - Butter! We put 'em in then like 10 seconds later realised we forgot the damn butter so we went into panic mode then decided to hell with butter. It came out yummmmmmmmmmmmy so who needs butter anyway? : D (It tastes sinful with icing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So shopped at Bugis with ma Mama today. Ate like a cow, and I think I gained 2 kilos. Curses! @##$^$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everyone has been yabbering about the O's. The Friday. The D day, dooms day. The Death Day. Blah blah blah. I think I'm the only one who is feeling ziltch, nothing, nada. Why is that?! I've been hearing alota rumours about Friday, and I ain't liking what I hear. But, only for like 4 seconds, then I forgot everything and have no care in the world left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIXIN. WE. MUST. GO. SHOPPING. FAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHONGLONG. IF YOU SEE THIS, PHANKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-1054812939530360347?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1054812939530360347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=1054812939530360347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1054812939530360347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/1054812939530360347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/tadaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcnCP0V5BYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/culU3Emvcso/s72-c/Cupcakerandomtee+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-2706601460890309194</id><published>2007-02-04T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:15:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed the thing at Robin's : (&lt;br /&gt;&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I think I've reached a whole level of missing people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yst was pre-cny thing. Playing with the kiddies really can be fun. Benji sat in the coner while we ate and that's just so aaw! (!!) He tried to be a Dare Devil by crossing the redwhite stripe thing, tried doing a Ricky Martin "Shake your bon-bon" thing and his bunny face is classic. Yes yes, he's my new fascination! Too cute. JulieB has gotten cuter since the last time I saw her and I'm seing all the little people again in 2 weeks! Boo yah and Hoooray to that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027633312785040610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcW93EV5BOI/AAAAAAAAADo/BA8nsLMpG3I/s320/BB+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027650157646775634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXNLkV5BVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uQqRp9Ve2Es/s320/BB+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027650617208276322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXNmUV5BWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/gsxTdQLREWY/s320/BB+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027646618593723682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXJ9kV5BSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LmQ0vbxRTsM/s320/BB+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027645420297848066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXI30V5BQI/AAAAAAAAAD4/DcGpqg48q4Q/s320/BB+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027649444682204482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXMiEV5BUI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lbutWIK2y0M/s320/BB+015+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027647189824374066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXKe0V5BTI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3E012kMSaAw/s320/BB+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027645879859348754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXJSkV5BRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MxBk5ZOLeSA/s320/BB+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027641434568197362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcXFP0V5BPI/AAAAAAAAADw/Qo4_nHkxOeA/s320/BB+019+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am off to wondering what I'd get for my O's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOT. Pfffft, please, I don't really give a shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-2706601460890309194?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2706601460890309194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=2706601460890309194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2706601460890309194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/2706601460890309194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-missed-thing-at-robins-i-think-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RcW93EV5BOI/AAAAAAAAADo/BA8nsLMpG3I/s72-c/BB+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-5189741859865758277</id><published>2007-02-02T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:45:45.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will &amp; Grace is official my favourite comedy right now. It's freakass good. Not that it's filled with fall off your couch kind of funny but it's really witty, comical, and amusingly amusing at the same time! My favourite combination. Sadly, it's not shown here 'cause well, it's mostly about gay stuff. But ha, I have the whole dvd 10 seasons, ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying home with nothing to do and being bored outta ma brains got a lil' less borin' with Will &amp; Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is trying to put me on a guilt trip. He's being a freaking baby whiny ass, again. Will &amp; Grace has adult stuff in it that children his age ain't s'pposed to see, so, I chased him out and viola, he gets all crybaby-ish. At first, he sits there and refuses to leave then he just leaves in a huff puff mood with sulky face to top. Thennnnnnn he goes crying to my NaiNai to complain who then comes to me. It ain't my fault W&amp;amp;G has adult jokes in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be late tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Phoebe like crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5189741859865758277?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5189741859865758277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5189741859865758277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5189741859865758277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5189741859865758277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/02/will-grace-is-official-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-8279301789533485446</id><published>2007-01-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T22:41:02.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Matthew is a Lousy Ear Flicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I MISS THE SUCKERS IN AC, AND AC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025830978400514786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rb9WpZi3cuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mHAfugilFCg/s320/acO+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025830437234635474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rb9WJ5i3ctI/AAAAAAAAADI/UKSkg9kMllE/s320/acO+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The worst thing is, I can't make it to this Saturday's thingamagig with them and I am bloody freaking upset. I haven't seen them since forever. I am dying to poke fun at Ryan.  Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Gwarrrrrrr, Blugrrrrrrrr! : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Man is a such a giant disappointment.&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/13606328-8279301789533485446?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8279301789533485446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=8279301789533485446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8279301789533485446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/8279301789533485446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/matthew-is-lousy-ear-flicker.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp1.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/Rb9WpZi3cuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mHAfugilFCg/s72-c/acO+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-4655708430948629421</id><published>2007-01-29T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:23:15.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD XIAOQIAN TAKE CARE OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmhm. Happier news, we won Mayflower 74:25. Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOW MAN TING : ) You're lucky you can never get fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Choir Boy is slipping further and further away from my reach. Seriously feeling damn hell upset 'cause I found out that.. a gazillion girls were already eyeing Choir Boy from the start! What the ##$#$! Comfort, comfort - I have good taste. But, but, but! NooooOOOOoOOoooo. Damn it, I hate competition. Plus, he already likes someone so depression, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weian showed me a Tree Trick today so everyone beware! For when I attack, I do it good. Okay, that sounds funny in a weird way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM UPSET 'CAUSE CHOIR BOY IS TOTALLY OUT OF MY LEAGUE. UGH UGH UGH. : (&lt;br /&gt;(I can't believe I'm saying this but I miss Choir Boy. I can still picture when I used to stare real hard whenever he walked into the canteen. Don't you dare call me crazy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-4655708430948629421?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4655708430948629421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=4655708430948629421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4655708430948629421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/4655708430948629421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/ohmygod-xiaoqian-take-care-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-5645852100438310817</id><published>2007-01-26T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:45:02.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world, I've been really sour these few days. I've been pissing and scowling at the littlest of things. Scowl, scowl, grrrr. Also been ridiculously tired, even though I sleep 9 hours a day on average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suddenly miss 4/6 like hell. It's such a random impulse feeling but, yeah. We really need a 4/6 outing or something. The Handsome Gan jiao should organize one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like Anna. She seems really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang Yi Xin. The. Big. Fat. Liar. Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss these people like crazy. So, I hope we're all on for Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024331837245715138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RboDL5i3csI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2_Kh4G1FJes/s320/orientation+07%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You can see that Cheeky Ass Calvin is gladly sticking The Finger in my face. Ha ha, niiiiice. Oh my #$%%^ I miss miss miss them. They are missed. I've got a hunch I will smooch them till they're faces are absolutely drenched in drool on Sunday. : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-5645852100438310817?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5645852100438310817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=5645852100438310817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5645852100438310817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/5645852100438310817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-world-ive-been-really-sour-these.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp2.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RboDL5i3csI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2_Kh4G1FJes/s72-c/orientation+07%27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7987785190896226760</id><published>2007-01-23T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:37:03.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmm, don't you get irritated by some couples sometimes? They get all hanky panky in public places, like on the bus/mrt. Sometimes, I just wanna tell them to get a room or something. EPDOA (extreme public displays of affection). Like, get your hand off her ass, and stop hugging and touching. I think they think no one is looking, but, sorry, everyone is looking. I try not to glare but it's kinda hard. I know I should mind my own business but, seriously, in public? It's so bloody irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson trashed today man. They owned it. I love cheering and I guess I'm loud so yeah. I guess I can say I helped? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOW MAN TING THANKS FOR THE HERSHEY'S DARK MAN OH GOSH I LOVE YOU. (She's too nice.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023200246507205266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbX-Api3cpI/AAAAAAAAACc/JjWqf0aH2oc/s320/P1020314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I like this picture : ) It's easy to see why. Right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Arkar! I feel so bad for blowing him off again, and again. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've been stoning alot, these days. Mmhmm, my new favourite past time. Also, I've been very random these few days. Evona's fault. Hahahaha, okay, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where has that old friend gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost in a February song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell him it won't be long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till he opens his eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am too addicted to this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7987785190896226760?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7987785190896226760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7987785190896226760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7987785190896226760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7987785190896226760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/mmm-dont-you-get-irritated-by-some.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbX-Api3cpI/AAAAAAAAACc/JjWqf0aH2oc/s72-c/P1020314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-6286715147155731354</id><published>2007-01-20T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:18:25.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbH3qbBIUuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yPDtfEP-u1w/s1600-h/B+copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022067367673877218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbH3qbBIUuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yPDtfEP-u1w/s320/B+copy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't go for Church Dance Auditions ): I went to try to crash choir but, I failed. Which, sucks. I think the whole world knows about Choir Guy, so I'm just gonna forget about it. What a bummer man, I couldn't go into the Heritage room, #$#$$$*%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan likes Rubyyyyyyyyyy. Ha ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Okay, I mean the whole of next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somebody teach me how to work livejournal.com!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-6286715147155731354?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6286715147155731354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=6286715147155731354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6286715147155731354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/6286715147155731354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/were-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbH3qbBIUuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yPDtfEP-u1w/s72-c/B+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-992040303656970629</id><published>2007-01-19T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:41:25.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbDd0bBIUtI/AAAAAAAAACE/IKyWys_6nVs/s1600-h/B+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021757477193536210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbDd0bBIUtI/AAAAAAAAACE/IKyWys_6nVs/s320/B+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at crazy Misato. Haha. (I have no idea how to turn the picture lar. Just twist your head to look at it.) That's hot, but 12 will look so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sherilyn's Birthday!&lt;/span&gt; Lucky Horny Ass turning 17! Yeahhey Boo yah mega big Love Farts from me! : D Yeah, it's an expression of love. Or, "Love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate cheap Jap food, became camera hogging weirdos, and spilled out all the dirt that has been going on these past weeks. Short, but great. Encore, encore! Pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Maoler on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded Stinky and Untidy Tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to do something really big with my design. Will post here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-992040303656970629?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/992040303656970629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=992040303656970629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/992040303656970629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/992040303656970629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/look-at-crazy-misato.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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://bp3.blogger.com/_FXMkm2bE23I/RbDd0bBIUtI/AAAAAAAAACE/IKyWys_6nVs/s72-c/B+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13606328.post-7422311322704853681</id><published>2007-01-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:08:20.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been listening to too many sad songs tonight. And, I've seen too many people with their own someone. I've seen this ring of Shan's today, that says "I still see your face when I close my eyes." which really made me feel ohmygoshthatiskickasssweetdamnitiwantone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, being called Lesbian and Bimbo isn't helping. How ridiculous, I fit neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a little insight, won't make this right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so addicted to this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7422311322704853681?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7422311322704853681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7422311322704853681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7422311322704853681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7422311322704853681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/calvin-is-first.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</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-13606328.post-7084562296121286667</id><published>2007-01-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:59:44.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hyper-ventilated again today. Okay, almost everyday that I see mmhmm ehem! (Choirboychoirboy) Heeee Haaaa Heeeee, wheeze wheeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel's turning 18. Old fella'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towned with Yix Mole Rat today. For a Mole Rat, she is one good listener. We are such fantastically fast shoppers. Kudos to us, us, us! Boo yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cute, Yix. I mean the post. Keeeeeeep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love/Hate Zanyu. He's so-to-the-point face-slapping-straightforward, but I like it, in some sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakazoid! Tmr waking up at bloody 5am?! #$%%^@$$%^*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13606328-7084562296121286667?l=monkeyyaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7084562296121286667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13606328&amp;postID=7084562296121286667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7084562296121286667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13606328/posts/default/7084562296121286667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monkeyyaround.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hyper-ventilated-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>paoyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00836858017564653777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
