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places with memories of you&lt;br /&gt;anymore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-3574194627119050129?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/3574194627119050129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=3574194627119050129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/3574194627119050129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/3574194627119050129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-beach.html' 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type='text'>=)=)</title><content type='html'>help.&lt;br /&gt; a bug invaded my blog.&lt;br /&gt; the language in my posting page is jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged much in many many many mths.&lt;br /&gt;bored tof blogging maybe.&lt;br /&gt;or just a complete lack of things to blog abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents say tht all i do now is work,&lt;br /&gt;play with my ds and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;im bored of this kinda life tho.&lt;br /&gt;like gg nowhere.&lt;br /&gt; so work has lost its appeal too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. one good thing is.&lt;br /&gt; i've finally gone clubbing once already.&lt;br /&gt; its fun if you go with a large grp of friends i guess.&lt;br /&gt; and everyone seems to be clubbing now.&lt;br /&gt;even those with limited time on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'u stole my friends'&lt;br /&gt; i always thought only primar sch kids utter this line.&lt;br /&gt;bud i guess i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt; people in uni are not resistant to the lures of this line too, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;childish or not. i guess i'm more childish if it bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ds has been a joy tho.&lt;br /&gt;one mth into having it and i bring it wherever i go already.=)&lt;br /&gt;accompanys me when im bored and when the guys are playing the 'clicking' game.&lt;br /&gt;enough of boring updates.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go get more games=) WOOHOO!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-5161484280647737370?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/5161484280647737370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=5161484280647737370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent talked like that in ages&lt;br /&gt;indeed it was like back in the old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;hope u had a happy birthday u old man,&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy ur last yr as a teen!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hope we can get together on my bdae like that too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bud i dont think its possible since it will be a thursday=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-6500338650959440384?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/6500338650959440384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=6500338650959440384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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href="http://ameblo.jp/user_images/51/a0/10001246789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ameblo.jp/user_images/51/a0/10001246789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=) happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdorama.com/img_a/001471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.jdorama.com/img_a/001471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kewl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/4/42/320px-Detective_conan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/thumb/4/42/320px-Detective_conan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;him in Detective Conan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clubotaku.org/dorama/artistas/p_ogurishun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.clubotaku.org/dorama/artistas/p_ogurishun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Gokusen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/kickinarchive/11_05/21_hanayori/char_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b154/kickinarchive/11_05/21_hanayori/char_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutest photo of him ever=)!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y293/senaru/HanazawaRui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y293/senaru/HanazawaRui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HANAZAWA RUI &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e232/oguri82/shun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e232/oguri82/shun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; KAKKOI!!!!!=) &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/12423766-5499302691197180683?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/5499302691197180683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=5499302691197180683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/5499302691197180683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/5499302691197180683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/05/oguri-shun.html' title='=Oguri Shun='/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-7218116875377755149</id><published>2007-04-25T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:19:04.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over poppy</title><content type='html'>i last blogged exactly a mth ago.&lt;br /&gt;what an incredible sens of timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick updates and then on to the main topic:&lt;br /&gt;no news from the uni ppl yet&lt;br /&gt;really scared now.&lt;br /&gt;work's fun=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the mth past,&lt;br /&gt;i went from liking no one,&lt;br /&gt;to thinking i was lesbian,&lt;br /&gt;to getting an eyecandy at work,&lt;br /&gt;to naming my eyecandy 'poppy',&lt;br /&gt;to realising he cld have a girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;to giving up on that eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;sad lack of interesting events happening in my life no?&lt;br /&gt;so i've decided to spice it up abit,&lt;br /&gt;by trying clubbing=)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;kinda excited cos im a noob.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sadly,&lt;br /&gt;up to date,&lt;br /&gt;the number of ppl who think i look like ugly betty&lt;br /&gt;has already exceeded the amt of fingers a hand(i have the normal 5 on one hand, fyi)&lt;br /&gt;i didnt think she looked that bad,&lt;br /&gt;bud the laughter after each of them said&lt;br /&gt;'hey, u look like ugly betty leh!!'&lt;br /&gt;made me think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think that its the specs,&lt;br /&gt;but i really like the specs so im not gg to change it.&lt;br /&gt;DONT even start telling me to join that lookalike contest.&lt;br /&gt;i WILL bite ur head off and/or jump from my office building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically,&lt;br /&gt;when i think abt work, i think abt how i cant rest even when im off,&lt;br /&gt;they still call to bug me at ungodly hours.&lt;br /&gt;i hope they dont call when im overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cld get used to working life,&lt;br /&gt;bud i really wanna go uni also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah-di-blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep having weird urges for barcardi while at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NnI-OCiPGo4/Ri9_Opdm5YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OVsAvolI6-A/s1600-h/jOyCiE.vAn.mE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NnI-OCiPGo4/Ri9_Opdm5YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OVsAvolI6-A/s320/jOyCiE.vAn.mE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057400796185290114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy ppl just rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-7218116875377755149?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/7218116875377755149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=7218116875377755149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-1669464335545200760</id><published>2007-03-25T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:44:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignorati-dot-com</title><content type='html'>public expression of fraternity?&lt;br /&gt;just being chummy or exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;why, have we grown too base for ur company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe time really just change everything.&lt;br /&gt;previously sensitive and pleasent,&lt;br /&gt;now making others feel like they are a burden to u.&lt;br /&gt;hurting people with ur words&lt;br /&gt;sometimes unintentionally, most times on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;abusing power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blaming others for your own choices.&lt;br /&gt;selfishly thinking about only yourself.&lt;br /&gt;like others dont have their own problems to grapple with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you shld put yourselves into the shoes of the people u interact with,&lt;br /&gt;and see why at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;you find that slowly but surely,&lt;br /&gt;the people around you stop wanting to interact with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aim for the best and ignore the rest?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-1669464335545200760?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/1669464335545200760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=1669464335545200760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/1669464335545200760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/1669464335545200760'/><link rel='alternate' 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i let haunt me till recently.&lt;br /&gt;the day that i and happy yet sad about.&lt;br /&gt;the day that i moved in with the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;minotaur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-117251133332334514?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/117251133332334514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=117251133332334514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/117251133332334514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/117251133332334514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;outside of my fmaily, &lt;br /&gt;that i have ever loved before.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats why somethings happened the way they did,&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wanna sacrifice the spirit we had for anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;but now things has obviously changed and it could never go back to being the same any more.&lt;br /&gt;friendships grow less treasured, &lt;br /&gt;confidants drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;frm meeting everyday,&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, &lt;br /&gt;to meeting about twice in a mth.&lt;br /&gt;nobody cares to make the effort to cherish the friendship anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-117065016679700156?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/117065016679700156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>have been working at the studentcare centre for abt a week now.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i look at the [sc] written on the plates i think of our [sc].&lt;br /&gt;both hold so different meanings but i can only hold one in the present.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im here to bitch abt one of my collegues if u can call her that,&lt;br /&gt;an gush abt my charges=) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad part abt working there is that im on morning shift so i have to wake up at the ungodly hour of 5.30AM!!!(EVERYDAY OK.)&lt;br /&gt;and i also have to contend with that bitch. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that stupid bitch is just 16 yrs old la!!&lt;br /&gt;o im considered her senior rite.&lt;br /&gt;i know im short, but at least i've lived longer than her ya?&lt;br /&gt;then she just like go arnd acting as if she's like older than me la.&lt;br /&gt;then when me or the other teacher talk to her then she'll pretend never to hear sia.&lt;br /&gt;the worse is that her mum workd at the same place too and she depended on her mum to get her in.&lt;br /&gt;then its like she didnt get te job based on her own capabilities la!!&lt;br /&gt;if she had not had links in the company sure wont get the job, cos of her super lousy attitude.&lt;br /&gt;stupid AP girl &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working with kids also has its down side though,&lt;br /&gt;i think i feel my vocab deteoriating,and it wasent even good to begin with. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, the time i've spent so far working there&lt;br /&gt;have been quite okay cos of the kids lo.&lt;br /&gt;nowadays its really hard to hear conversations that are truly sincere and hold no hidden meanings or sarcarsm.&lt;br /&gt;i've truly learnt alot from the kids, and also made many new little friends=)&lt;br /&gt;its gg to be quite difficult when i finally leave i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things i've learnt so far from working in studentcare:- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PRIMARY SCHOOL KIDS HAVE NICER AND MORE EXPENSIVE HANDPHONE THAN ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like why the hell do they need handphones for?to make themselves targets of pickpockets?and they always wave them arnd, totally tempting people to just take their phones la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;KIDS HAVE A WEIRD WAY OF WINING ARGUMENTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the technique is not in the strength of the argument bud in the tone of your voice.still leaves me dumbfounded after all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;KIDS DONT LIE BECAUSE THEY WANT TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they just say things their friends say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANYTHING CAN BECOME A TOY IN A KID'S HAND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;even a pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ANYHING AND EVERYTHING CAN BECOME FUNNY TO A KID:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this other boy was wearing a singlet*cue laughter* the soup was brown*cue laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116973511128397876?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116973511128397876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116973511128397876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116973511128397876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116973511128397876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/01/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116913634072135639</id><published>2007-01-18T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:05:40.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i.o.h</title><content type='html'>why have we become like total strangers?&lt;br /&gt;don't four years of friendship&lt;br /&gt;and being classmates count for anything at all? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/1600/833417/alma%20mater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/320/901010/alma%20mater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the good times that we spent,&lt;br /&gt;even the bad times too.&lt;br /&gt;the bittersweet,&lt;br /&gt;salty,&lt;br /&gt;sour moments.&lt;br /&gt;times we spent laughing at nothing at all,&lt;br /&gt;being goofy,&lt;br /&gt;noisy,&lt;br /&gt;bitchy&lt;br /&gt;and all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;writing random notes, letters,&lt;br /&gt;commenting on quirky teachers.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it all ended cos we went to different schs,&lt;br /&gt;i'll always regret not being able to make it to where you went. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/1600/733798/sentiments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/320/671793/sentiments.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always thought what we had was too good to be true,&lt;br /&gt;but i also believed that we could be friends forever.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i did sometimes take you for granted,&lt;br /&gt;bud we definitely drifted apart quie a bit in upper sec.&lt;br /&gt;well then,&lt;br /&gt;good things must always come to an end dont they.&lt;br /&gt;believe that im always treasuring our friendship as the best i ever had,&lt;br /&gt;and you'll always be in my thoughts=) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/1600/474498/%233%20mentor%3D%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6603/1052/320/939464/%233%20mentor%3D%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116913634072135639?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116913634072135639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116913634072135639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116913634072135639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116913634072135639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/01/ioh.html' title='i.o.h'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116879165577185126</id><published>2007-01-15T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:20:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kcuf.</title><content type='html'>i hope you bought nice clothes ya?=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116879165577185126?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116879165577185126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116879165577185126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116879165577185126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116879165577185126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/01/kcuf.html' title='kcuf.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116870508199493910</id><published>2007-01-13T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:18:02.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to act high class...lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ten quotes of shakespeare's that i like=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Love sees with the heart and not with mind."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"For where thou art, there is the world itself, and where though art not, desolation."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"They do not love that do not show their love."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Love sought is good, but given unsought is better."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A friend is one who knows who you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still gently allows you to grow."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun: If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white; But no such roses I see in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath from my mistress reaks: I love to hear her speak, yet well I know that music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go: My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare as any she belied with false compare."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Love is the most beautiful of dreams and the worst of nightmares."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Parting is such bitter sweet sorrow that I should say good-night until it be 'morrow."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; "Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books; but love from love, toward school with heavy looks."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Love sees not with the eyes but with the mind, therefore is winged cupid painted blind."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116870508199493910?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116870508199493910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116870374593731048</id><published>2007-01-13T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:55:45.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy merry mint=)</title><content type='html'>And she said to him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'i thought you turned back into stone,&lt;br /&gt;but it seems you just build a fence&lt;br /&gt;around yourself with only one tiny window &lt;br /&gt;to see the world.' &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116870374593731048?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116870374593731048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>=)scaredy</title><content type='html'>I FEAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] the dark&lt;br /&gt;[X] staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[X] giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[ ]being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ] open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[X] closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ] black cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] birds&lt;br /&gt;[X] fish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] driving&lt;br /&gt;[ ] flying&lt;br /&gt;[ ] flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fire&lt;br /&gt;[X] dark water&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[x] failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] success&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[X] frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my boy/girlfriends/ (ex)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] boy/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[ ] myboy/girlfriends/(ex)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] boy/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[x] mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;[x] cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clowns&lt;br /&gt;[X] large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crossing bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x] death&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] men&lt;br /&gt;[ ] women&lt;br /&gt;[ ] having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ] doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[x] diseases&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sharks&lt;br /&gt;[x] shots&lt;br /&gt;[ ] friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[x] poverty&lt;br /&gt;[X] ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] odd numbers&lt;br /&gt;[ ] even numbers&lt;br /&gt;[x] being alone&lt;br /&gt;[X] being blind&lt;br /&gt;[X] being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[X] growing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;[X] creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[x] needles&lt;br /&gt;[ ] blood&lt;br /&gt;[X] someone you love or care about&lt;br /&gt;getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;[x] someone you love or care about&lt;br /&gt;hurting you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116870357264053413?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116870357264053413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116870357264053413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116870357264053413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116870357264053413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2007/01/scaredy.html' 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height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are certain and confident when you choose to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;Even though your romantic choices may be unconventional - you stand behind them.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends never know you as well as a romantic partner does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 6&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 3rd, 12th, 21st, and 30th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116644640714999648?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' 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may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.&lt;br /&gt;But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/lady-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're part lady, part modern woman.&lt;br /&gt;Etiquette is important to you, but you brush aside rules that are outdated or silly.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoualadyquiz/"&gt;Are You A Lady?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 44% Gross&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howgrossareyouquiz/gross-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're more than a little gross, but probably no more gross than the average person.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time to drop some of those disgusting habits that could eventually embarrass you!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgrossareyouquiz/"&gt;How Gross Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 76% Intuitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/intuitive-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very intuitive person. And luckily, your intuition is normally right.&lt;br /&gt;You're wise enough to know that relying on intuition alone can be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;When your intuition seems really off, you tend to ignore it - and look at the facts instead.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/"&gt;How Intuitive Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/water.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you connect deeply and commit totally.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about taking risks and moving into unknown territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with courage and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by your flexibility and ability to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurturing and shared learning are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may jump in to love too quickly, you always come out the wiser for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You And another Water element: will pull each other down into a dark place&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116620136066624842?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116620136066624842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116620136066624842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116620136066624842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116620136066624842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-so-boredcan.html' title='i am so bored.can.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116594351318547056</id><published>2006-12-13T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:12:32.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>b-l-o-g-t-h-i-n-g-s</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F8E8FF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FCF3FF"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatlovequotesuitsyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Quote Suits You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be With an Air Sign!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsignshouldyoudatequiz/air-sign.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best match is a Gemini, Libra, or Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You crave excitement and playful banter&lt;br /&gt;Only an Air Sign can match your wit - and keep you on your toes&lt;br /&gt;As for fun, an Air Sign guy will show you plenty� with tons of surprises&lt;br /&gt;Just be sure to introduce him to some new playful experiences as well!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Muse is Thalia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatmuseareyouquiz/thalia.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most like this playful muse of comedy.&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about laughter to you, and you're a natural comic.&lt;br /&gt;You make people laugh until their sides split.&lt;br /&gt;And you're always up for some play time!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatmuseareyouquiz/"&gt;What Muse Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Definitely Need to Grow Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/doyouneedtogrowupquiz/grow-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're legally an adult, you seem much younger than you are.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to grow up a little - and stop depending on your parents.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends or family members are babying you a bit too much.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to get a grown up job, a grown up apartment, and a grown up boyfriend.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/doyouneedtogrowupquiz/"&gt;Do You Need to Grow Up?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Winter!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/winter.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;Serious&lt;br /&gt;Cozy&lt;br /&gt;Calm&lt;br /&gt;Shy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatseasonareyouquiz/"&gt;What Season Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Date An Australian!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/australia.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a down to earth, outdoorsy kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;And you need a guy who can keep up with your adventures&lt;br /&gt;A rugged Austrailian guy is just your style&lt;br /&gt;Better start learning how to surf!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Silly Panties&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofpantiesareyouquiz/silly-panties.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a goofy, fun loving girl who is always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;You like your panties to be a silly secret - even if only you know.&lt;br /&gt;Men feel instantly relaxed around you, with a little instant chemistry too.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're a goofball, you can be sexy when you want to.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofpantiesareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Panties Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116594351318547056?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116594351318547056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116594351318547056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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lingering.&lt;br /&gt;guess what comess unexpectedly,&lt;br /&gt;also goes as quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im happy=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom was super fun!!&lt;br /&gt;glad i didnt spend more money&lt;br /&gt;on the hair and makeup tho&lt;br /&gt;experimenting with makeup was fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of prom i get this feeling&lt;br /&gt;that im never gg to see many of them arnd any more.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was great la,&lt;br /&gt;so was the turnout rate=)&lt;br /&gt;i think the best yet ever since we joined council.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;lucky no one else stayed over or there'd be no place to slp.&lt;br /&gt;BOUGHT MY PRETTY VODKA BOTTLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)cant take my eyes off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the chalet was bad.&lt;br /&gt;felt like a zombie man.&lt;br /&gt;after dragging myself hm just wanted to go to lala land and stay there forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any hoots.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;wld be gg back to mj in jan again.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i juust cant get enough of that sch man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116582445318584690?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116582445318584690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116582445318584690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116582445318584690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116582445318584690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/12/week-in-5mins_11.html' title='the week in 5mins'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116473101491453919</id><published>2006-11-29T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:23:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vote vote vote!!</title><content type='html'>hey peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sentosa.com.sg/onlinevoting/contestantframes.html"&gt;vote&lt;/a&gt; for our very own meridian beach babe!!!&lt;br /&gt;vote for B3!!!&lt;br /&gt;voting closes 7 dec.&lt;br /&gt;thankyouverymuch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116473101491453919?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116411565061309570</id><published>2006-11-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:27:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first thing i knew abt mj even before i entered the sch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;O-D-A-C!&lt;br /&gt;ODAC, ODAC HERE WE GO!&lt;br /&gt;WE WILL LET THE WHOLE SCHOOL KNOW,&lt;br /&gt;JUST HOW STRONG WE REALLY ARE,&lt;br /&gt;MIGHTY, MIGHTY SUPERSTARS!&lt;br /&gt;GO, ODAC! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ODAC, in MJC.&lt;br /&gt;This is where I wanna be!&lt;br /&gt;With my friends, close companions,&lt;br /&gt;with my ex-co and my buddy and me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each training, si beh jia lat.&lt;br /&gt;Every time, kena run!&lt;br /&gt;Its okay, we can tahan,&lt;br /&gt;with my ex-co and my buddy and me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities, very fun,&lt;br /&gt;so sweaty, under the sun!&lt;br /&gt;But we all, very happy,&lt;br /&gt;with my ex-co and my buddy and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a baby shark&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a baby shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a mama shark&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a mama shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a papa shark&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a papa shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a shark attack&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a shark attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;swim like mad&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;swim like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a heart attck&lt;br /&gt;ti ti ti-ti ti-ti,&lt;br /&gt;a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;ti~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116411565061309570?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116411565061309570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116411565061309570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116411565061309570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116411565061309570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-thing-i-knew-abt-mj-even-before.html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116343257574986946?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116343257574986946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116343257574986946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116343257574986946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116343257574986946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/11/eeks.html' title='eeks.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116314660962626521</id><published>2006-11-10T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:16:49.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly To The Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/ftts11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/ftts11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fly To The Sky!!!&lt;br /&gt;cheesy name,....&lt;br /&gt;bud they are oh-so-cute.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/hwanhee.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially this one!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so yummy=) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/ftts12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/ftts12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116314660962626521?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116314660962626521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116314660962626521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my pride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my glory&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my soul-friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my confidants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my charges&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my happiness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my joy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my stress relievers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my laughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my tears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my troubles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my pain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my longing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my elation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my success&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my accomplishment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my homies!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my sugar rush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my respect&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my solace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my hiding place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my counseling room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my entertainment system&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my power boost&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my desire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my hopes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my cherished&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my precious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my darlings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my eternity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my everlasting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my infinity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my jewels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my treasure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my heartbeat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my pearl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116248376525371836?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116248376525371836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116248376525371836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116248376525371836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116248376525371836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/11/council-loves-us-all.html' title='council loves us all!!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116248206443904071</id><published>2006-11-02T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:41:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemaaaaaa~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you like to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you want to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you need him or her.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't.&lt;br /&gt;Does it sound familiar? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116248206443904071?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116248206443904071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116248206443904071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116248206443904071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116248206443904071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/11/dilemaaaaaa.html' title='dilemaaaaaa~'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116230862366886043</id><published>2006-10-31T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T23:30:23.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me again..lol</title><content type='html'>You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't really care about other people's feelings. You do things the way you want and usually think only about yourself. You are easy-going and love to have fun, but you can be irresponsible as well. You are not keen on serious discussions because they can make you remember that life isn't always about parties. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116230862366886043?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116230862366886043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116230862366886043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116230862366886043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116230862366886043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-againlol.html' title='me again..lol'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116230719316817508</id><published>2006-10-31T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:43:54.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me!</title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken frm &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116230719316817508?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116230719316817508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116230719316817508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116230719316817508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116230719316817508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/me.html' title='me!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116204356623061105</id><published>2006-10-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:00:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog things!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Banana Pocky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/banana-pocky.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your attitude: fun and lighthearted&lt;br /&gt;Unique and unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;You are cutie everyone falls for&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorpockyquizareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Pocky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.&lt;br /&gt;What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.&lt;br /&gt;You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/"&gt;How Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Scholastic Strength Is Deep Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/deep-thinking.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't afraid to delve head first into a difficult subject, with mastery as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are talented at adapting, motivating others, managing resources, and analyzing risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should major in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philosophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoumajorinquiz/"&gt;What Should You Major In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Grown Up, 40% Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/mature-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've grown up a good bit, but you still have a way to go before you're emotionally mature.&lt;br /&gt;You have the skills to control your emotions, you just have to use them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howemotionallymatureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Emotionally Mature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Drama Princess (or Prince)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/princess.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not over the top dramatic, but you have your moments.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to steal the spotlight...&lt;br /&gt;And how to act out to get your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around you know that you're good for a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;But at times, your drama gets a bit too much for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Tone it down a tad, and you'll still be the center of attention.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouadramaqueenquiz/"&gt;Are You a Drama Queen (or King)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Number is 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who you fall in love with is all about who you trust.&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty is important to you, and you want the most faithful of lovers.&lt;br /&gt;In return, you never let your heart or eyes wander.&lt;br /&gt;Open and honest, your relationships tend to be free of secrets.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlovenumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Love Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116204356623061105?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116204356623061105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116204356623061105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116204356623061105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116204356623061105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-things.html' title='blog things!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116204096698561583</id><published>2006-10-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:09:27.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so there.</title><content type='html'>im never letting u play with my head again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116204096698561583?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116204096698561583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116204096698561583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116204096698561583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116204096698561583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-there.html' title='so there.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116151025546639818</id><published>2006-10-22T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T17:44:15.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piccy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/DSC05185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/DSC05185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.i cldnt help but laugh at the name of this shop when i saw it.too cute.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/DSC06142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/DSC06142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BEST CHOCOLATE FONDUE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/DSC05389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/DSC05389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my study table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only things related to studing is the staple and the calculator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ahh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;THATS why im so distracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116151025546639818?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116151025546639818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116151025546639818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116151025546639818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116151025546639818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/piccy.html' title='piccy'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116142456902772270</id><published>2006-10-21T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:56:09.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogTHINGS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAEAEA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Caramel Crunch Donut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/caramel-crunch-donut.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a complex creature, and you're guilty of complicating things for fun.&lt;br /&gt;You've been known to sit around pondering the meaning of life...&lt;br /&gt;Or at times, pondering the meaning of your doughnut.&lt;br /&gt;To frost or not to frost? To fill or not to fill? These are your eternal questions.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/"&gt;What Donut Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Date a Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/capricorn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somber, demanding, and freakishly logical. Emotions? It's not clear that Capricorn has them.&lt;br /&gt;And while it may be flattering for a Capricorn to be serious about you, bad news: they expect you to be super serious in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead try dating:  Aquarius, Gemini, Leo, or Virgo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldntyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Shouldn't You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Open&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/open-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly open person, but you also like to maintain your privacy.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely will tell all (okay, almost all) to your closest friends...&lt;br /&gt;But strangers and acquaintances only get a peek into your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howopenareyouquiz/"&gt;How Open Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a kpo bud i dun like strangers to kpo in my life.lol.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Love Is a Capricorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/capricorn.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you'll love a Capricorn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard working and driven, a Capricorn will work overtime to win your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to get wined and dined, even once you're convince that your Capricorn is the one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why a Capricorn will love you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't rush things. You know it will take a while for a Capricorn to trust you, and you can wait.&lt;br /&gt;Social and outgoing, you can introduce normally shy Capricorn to a great circle of friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;contradiction alert!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/beetle-convertible.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.&lt;br /&gt;You love your summers to be full of style and sun!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how much one of these cost....&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116142456902772270?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116142456902772270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116142456902772270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116142456902772270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116142456902772270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/blogthings.html' title='blogTHINGS!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116136237601389592</id><published>2006-10-21T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T00:39:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revelation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/DSC05562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/DSC05562.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/DSC05991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/DSC05991.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/1600/crown%20prince%20and%20princess%2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6603/1052/320/crown%20prince%20and%20princess%2021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come no one ever told me i was this dumb?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know blogger cld upload pictures directly &lt;br /&gt;haha.so kampong lidat:p.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can have a field day with the pics!!=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.too many pics take too long to upload,&lt;br /&gt;use hello still more convenient=P&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lest i shall forget/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116136237601389592?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116136237601389592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116136237601389592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116136237601389592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116136237601389592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/revelation.html' title='revelation!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116093182616987445</id><published>2006-10-16T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:03:46.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what if.</title><content type='html'>life is full of what ifs,&lt;br /&gt;is it not?&lt;br /&gt;every single thing we do is a cause and effect,&lt;br /&gt;such that after a while it does get quite monotonous.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i hadnt been born,&lt;br /&gt;one less baby crying, &lt;br /&gt;one less hungry mouth to feed at mealtimes,&lt;br /&gt;one less set of everything bought,&lt;br /&gt;one less giro account,&lt;br /&gt;one less space in primary sch taken, &lt;br /&gt;that might have been the hope of the next waiting kid.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one less set of uniform to iron,&lt;br /&gt;one less confused teenager to cope with,&lt;br /&gt;one less passport to wait six mths for,&lt;br /&gt;one less ic to process,&lt;br /&gt;one less birthday to remember,&lt;br /&gt;one less financial burden.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more space for that kid who wanted to appeal to tps, tkg or mj.&lt;br /&gt;less hurt, confusion,empty promises to be made, childishness to cope with.&lt;br /&gt;wldnt life be great then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116093182616987445?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116093182616987445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116093182616987445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116093182616987445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116093182616987445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-if.html' title='what if.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116058172299271245</id><published>2006-10-11T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:48:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A group of professional people posed this question&lt;br /&gt;to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love&lt;br /&gt;mean?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper&lt;br /&gt;than anyone could have&lt;br /&gt;imagined. See what you think: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't&lt;br /&gt;bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my&lt;br /&gt;grandfather does it for her all the time, even when&lt;br /&gt;his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca - age 8 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When someone loves you, the way they say your&lt;br /&gt;name is different. You just know that your name is&lt;br /&gt;safe in their mouth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy -age 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy&lt;br /&gt;puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell&lt;br /&gt;each other."&lt;br /&gt;Karl - age 5 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give&lt;br /&gt;somebody most of your French fries without&lt;br /&gt;making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;Chrissy - age 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Terri - age 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my&lt;br /&gt;daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him,&lt;br /&gt;to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;Danny - age 7 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when&lt;br /&gt;you get tired of kissing, you still want to be&lt;br /&gt;together and you talk more. My Mommy and&lt;br /&gt;Daddy are like that. They look gross when they&lt;br /&gt;kiss"&lt;br /&gt;Emily - age 8 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if&lt;br /&gt;you stop opening presents and listen,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bobby - age 7 (Wow!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want to learn to love better, you should start&lt;br /&gt;with a friend who you hate,"&lt;br /&gt;Nikka - age 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then&lt;br /&gt;he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Noelle - age 7 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man&lt;br /&gt;who are still friends even after they know each&lt;br /&gt;other so well."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy - age 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I&lt;br /&gt;was scared. I looked at all the people watching me&lt;br /&gt;and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the&lt;br /&gt;only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore,"&lt;br /&gt;Cindy - age 8 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You&lt;br /&gt;don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at&lt;br /&gt;night."&lt;br /&gt;Clare - age 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece&lt;br /&gt;of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;Elaine - age 5 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and&lt;br /&gt;sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert&lt;br /&gt;Redford."&lt;br /&gt;Chris - age 7 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after&lt;br /&gt;you left him alone all day."&lt;br /&gt;Mary Ann - age 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she&lt;br /&gt;gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and&lt;br /&gt;buy new ones."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren - age 4 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up&lt;br /&gt;and down and little stars come out of you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen - age 7 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;Mark - age 6 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you&lt;br /&gt;mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;People forget,"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - age 8 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one - Author and lecturer Leo Busca&lt;br /&gt;glia once talked about a contest he was asked to&lt;br /&gt;judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the&lt;br /&gt;most caring child. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner was a four year old child whose next&lt;br /&gt;door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had&lt;br /&gt;recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry,&lt;br /&gt;the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard,&lt;br /&gt;climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his Mother asked him what he had said to&lt;br /&gt;the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just&lt;br /&gt;helped him cry." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading that i found this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HELPED HIM CRY...&lt;br /&gt;Her little son of four years old&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to understand&lt;br /&gt;When the neighbor’s wife had died&lt;br /&gt;And left a lonely man.&lt;br /&gt;He saw him sitting on the porch&lt;br /&gt;This man of eighty-one,&lt;br /&gt;He went and climbed upon his knee&lt;br /&gt;He sat there in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;When the daylight turned to dusk&lt;br /&gt;The little boy returned.&lt;br /&gt;His older friend was smiling&lt;br /&gt;Although his heart still yearned.&lt;br /&gt;“What did you two talk about?”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, nothing,” he replied.&lt;br /&gt;“I just went and sat with him,&lt;br /&gt;“I thought I’d help him cry...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVID GOFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116058172299271245?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116058172299271245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116058172299271245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116058172299271245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116058172299271245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-love.html' title='what is love=)'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116039818848496059</id><published>2006-10-09T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T20:49:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lantern fun.</title><content type='html'>what shall we do if you forsake us?&lt;br /&gt;no one to protect us, &lt;br /&gt;care for us,cheer us on &lt;br /&gt;and be there for us.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun on sat.&lt;br /&gt;walking arnd macritchie with paper lanterns of the past.&lt;br /&gt;with lots of ppl there, &lt;br /&gt;ranging frm the aunties to little spoilt brats.&lt;br /&gt;we were like the middle range there la.&lt;br /&gt;i think we enjoyed it the most probably,&lt;br /&gt;so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ride there was super too.&lt;br /&gt;rode in this car that looked like a convertible mini cooper.&lt;br /&gt;darn cool sia.&lt;br /&gt;the seats, the windows, the sound of the engine,&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i was in heaven sia.&lt;br /&gt;next time i must have a friend who has that car,&lt;br /&gt;then everytime can ride in it=)&lt;br /&gt;the buttons inside the car all black and orange la.&lt;br /&gt;cldnt take my eyes off them.&lt;br /&gt;one thing tho, &lt;br /&gt;the driver drove so fast i almost saw what i ate for lunch again.&lt;br /&gt;so scary can.&lt;br /&gt;like those kind of feeling where i was on the last car ride of my life sort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115979253913118895</id><published>2006-10-02T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:35:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class outing pics!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06694.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06694.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven and Van!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06669.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06669.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and az&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06670.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06670.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suq and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06678.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06678.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mano mano!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06679.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06679.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06681.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06681.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andi and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06682.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06682.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andi=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06683.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06683.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mano liting(=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06685.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06685.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;az and bobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06686.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06686.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;az di and bobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06691.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06691.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liting and ven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC06693.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC06693.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legs!!five-star alliance..heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115979253913118895?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115963234563998899</id><published>2006-10-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:05:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class outing!!</title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;first class outing of the yr that i've been to.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun!!&lt;br /&gt;food fast-ed for the day &lt;br /&gt;then joined the rest of them for bukar(?)at simpang bedok!!!&lt;br /&gt;the food there is just of\h-so-heavenly can.&lt;br /&gt;rocks to the max!!&lt;br /&gt;kebab, satay,chicken wings, prata,and the MILO DINOSAUR!&lt;br /&gt;totally one of the highlights of the night=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to kampong melayu to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;the place was super crowded la!!!&lt;br /&gt;and its not even at its full capacity yet..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;we(me and az) wanted to go get a henna ah, &lt;br /&gt;bud cldnt find any.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;seems like we must wait till deepavali ah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the day rocked.&lt;br /&gt;more more more!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115963234563998899?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115963234563998899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115963234563998899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115963234563998899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115963234563998899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;all you care about is your pride and people's opinion about you.&lt;br /&gt;why can you just be yourself/&lt;br /&gt;always giving in to society's conformities.&lt;br /&gt;really disappointed in you.&lt;br /&gt;loser&lt;p&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not talking abt the monkey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115963185970745542?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115963185970745542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115963185970745542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115963185970745542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115963185970745542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/09/loser-shit.html' title='loser-shit.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115781544337512082</id><published>2006-09-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:32:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>owed</title><content type='html'>6. listen to the planes fly by&lt;br /&gt;5. drift off to sleep enveloped by warmth&lt;br /&gt;4. dream sharing&lt;br /&gt;3. smile for my phone&lt;br /&gt;2. envelop&lt;br /&gt;1. content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115736820186441031</id><published>2006-09-04T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:21:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>只是寂寞</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;电话还在响,我有些心慌,&lt;br /&gt;熟悉的号码在挣扎.&lt;br /&gt;故作的坚强,虚伪的力量,&lt;br /&gt;撑过这一刻更悲伤. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没接的电话,是一种惩罚,&lt;br /&gt;不该想却割舍不下. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我,你能说什么,&lt;br /&gt;说爱我,或只是寂寞. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠,选择不联络,&lt;br /&gt;因为我担心你会听见我,&lt;br /&gt;还那么难过. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;短讯声在响,凌晨两点半,&lt;br /&gt;惊醒的房里,更孤单.&lt;br /&gt;一句睡了吗,像你的习惯,&lt;br /&gt;这夜晚,为你而混乱. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我,你能说什么,&lt;br /&gt;说爱我,或只是寂寞. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠,选择不联络,&lt;br /&gt;因为我担心你会听见我,&lt;br /&gt;还那么难过.&lt;br /&gt;因为对你我连再见都&lt;br /&gt;说不出口,&lt;br /&gt;我想你能懂爱还在心中. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果再见我,你能说什么,&lt;br /&gt;说爱我,或只是寂寞.&lt;br /&gt;原谅我冷漠,选择不联络,&lt;br /&gt;因为我担心你会听见我,&lt;br /&gt;还那么难过.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115736820186441031?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115736820186441031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115736820186441031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115736820186441031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115736820186441031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='只是寂寞'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-116343313263896793</id><published>2006-08-30T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:52:12.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bdae=) LEGAL!</title><content type='html'>realised that i lack a bday post!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway, &lt;br /&gt;what happened that day was &lt;br /&gt;i went to sch for econs consultation in the day, &lt;br /&gt;then i went hm,&lt;br /&gt;tok an afternoon nap &lt;br /&gt;and then went out again in the evening to have fun=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to bugis, and sat at this stairway place &lt;br /&gt;and had a picnic thingy with KFC=)&lt;br /&gt;it was great ah, just eating and talking, &lt;br /&gt;like the old times,&lt;br /&gt;the food was great,&lt;br /&gt;the company was great,&lt;br /&gt;the mood was great.&lt;br /&gt;everything was perfect!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud i wonder whether &lt;br /&gt;i'll ever get to enjoy their company &lt;br /&gt;on my bday ever again?&lt;br /&gt;i dont think its possible next yr &lt;br /&gt;cos they'd probably be in ns and all.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna tell you guys,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the 'surprise',&lt;br /&gt;though it wasent very successful,&lt;br /&gt;i still loved it and i'll remmeber it forever.&lt;br /&gt;i hope our friendship doesnt change &lt;br /&gt;when u guys get to enjoy the camaraderie in ns.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres to the happy times we had~!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. ok...erm..i think its time to freak out because i just realised i dun have a pic of all of us!!!!ahhhHHHhhh~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-116343313263896793?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/116343313263896793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=116343313263896793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116343313263896793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/116343313263896793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/08/bdae-legal.html' title='bdae=) LEGAL!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115660283226687730</id><published>2006-08-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:33:52.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends are forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次見面看你不太順眼&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;誰知道後來關係那麼密切&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們一個像夏天一個像秋天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卻總能把冬天變成了春天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*妳拖我離開一場愛的風雪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我揹妳逃出一次夢的斷裂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇見一個人來後生命全改變&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來不是戀愛才有的情節*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#如果不是你我不會相信&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人還死心塌地&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算我忙戀愛 把你冷凍結冰&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你也不會恨我 只是罵我幾句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果不是你我不會確定&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友比情人更懂得傾聽&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的弦外之音 我的有口無心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我離不開Darling更離不開你#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat * ,#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你了解我所有得意的東西&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才常潑我冷水怕我忘形&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道我所有丟臉的事情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卻為我的美好形象保密&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115660283226687730?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115660283226687730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115660283226687730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115660283226687730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115660283226687730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends-are-forever.html' title='friends are forever'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115660102726560719</id><published>2006-08-26T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:03:47.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mighty pleased with my new blogskin=)&lt;br /&gt;i think i shant ever change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days to GP paper.&lt;br /&gt;17 days to proper start of prelims.&lt;br /&gt;2mths-2days to As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;stumped.&lt;br /&gt;havent properly gotten into the mood of things yet.&lt;br /&gt;bud at least im getting worried.&lt;br /&gt;thats a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers day+ be yourself day coming.&lt;br /&gt;shld be fun fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;cos its the first time its gg to be held at pasir ris park.&lt;br /&gt;then like the first time that the teachers gg to record something for us too1&lt;br /&gt;rather fun ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm falling in love with the korean culture.&lt;br /&gt;not only for the cute guys, but the language quite nice also la.&lt;br /&gt;plus the words look easy to write, as compared to jap.&lt;br /&gt;hope next time when i go to uni there will be the korean module.&lt;br /&gt;wont that be great=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115660102726560719?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115660102726560719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115660102726560719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115660102726560719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115660102726560719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/08/mighty-pleased-with-my-new-blogskin-i.html' title=''/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115626119011641984</id><published>2006-08-22T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T23:39:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another nice song!!courtesy of avm!!=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walk Away (kelly clarkson)&lt;br /&gt;You've got your mother and your brother&lt;br /&gt;Every other, undercover, telling you what to say (say)&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm stupid But the truth is, that it's Cupid, baby&lt;br /&gt;Loving you has made me this way (way) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before you point your finger&lt;br /&gt;Get your hands off of my trigger, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;You need to know this situations getting old&lt;br /&gt;And now the more you talk, the less I can take &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for attention&lt;br /&gt;Not another question&lt;br /&gt;Should you stay or should you go&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Why you still standing here&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, heyJust walk away (just walk away, just walk away) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited here for you like a kid waiting after school&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, how come you never showed (showed)&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything and never asked for anything&lt;br /&gt;And look at me, I'm all alone (alone) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before you start defending, baby&lt;br /&gt;Stop all your pretending I know you know I know&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point in being slow&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this show on the road today, hey &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for attention&lt;br /&gt;Not another question&lt;br /&gt;Should you stay or should you go&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Why you still standing here&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, heyJust walk away (just walk away, just walk away) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a love, I want a fire&lt;br /&gt;To feel the burn, my desires&lt;br /&gt;I want a man by my side ,.&lt;br /&gt;Not a boy who runs and hides &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna fight for me&lt;br /&gt;Die for me&lt;br /&gt;Live and breathe for me&lt;br /&gt;Do you care for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause if you don't then just leave &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for attention&lt;br /&gt;Not another question&lt;br /&gt;Should you stay or should you go&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Why you still standing here&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey, heyJust walk away &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Just leave&lt;br /&gt;Walk away, walk away&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115626119011641984?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115626119011641984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115626119011641984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode into town the other day,&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my daddy.&lt;br /&gt;He said I’d finally reached that age,&lt;br /&gt;And I could ride next to him on a horse&lt;br /&gt;That of course was not quite as wild.&lt;br /&gt;We heard a crowd of people shouting,&lt;br /&gt;And so we stopped to find out why.&lt;br /&gt;And there was that man that my daddy said he loved,&lt;br /&gt;But today there was fear in his eyes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said daddy why are they screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?&lt;br /&gt;I bet his crown hurts him more than he shows.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please, can’t you do something?&lt;br /&gt;He looks as though he’s gonna cry.&lt;br /&gt;You said he was stronger than all of those guys,&lt;br /&gt;Daddy please tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone want him to die?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day the sky grew cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;And daddy said I should go inside.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he knew things would get stormy,&lt;br /&gt;Boy was he right,&lt;br /&gt;Bud I could not keep from wondering,&lt;br /&gt;If there was something he had to hide.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after he left I had to find out,&lt;br /&gt;I was not afraid of getting lost.&lt;br /&gt;So I followed the crowds,&lt;br /&gt;To a hill where I know men had been killed and I heard a voice come from the cross.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it said father why are they screaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why are the faces of some of them beaming?&lt;br /&gt;Why are they casting there lots for my robe?&lt;br /&gt;This crown of thorns hurt me more than it shows.&lt;br /&gt;Father please can’t you do something?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you must hear my cry.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could handle a cross of this size,&lt;br /&gt;Father remind me why.&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone want me to die?&lt;br /&gt;Oh when will I understand why?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious son,&lt;br /&gt;I hear them screaming,&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching the face of the enemy beaming.&lt;br /&gt;But soon I’ll clothe you in robes of my own,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, this hurts me more than you know.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this dark hour, I must do nothing,&lt;br /&gt;Though I’ve heard your unbearable cry.&lt;br /&gt;The power in your blood destroys all of the lies,&lt;br /&gt;Soon you’ll see past their unmerciful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Look there below, see the child,&lt;br /&gt;Trembling by her father’s side.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can tell you why,&lt;br /&gt;She is why you must die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115605388231745232?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115598154523212959</id><published>2006-08-19T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T17:59:05.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>60 out of 99 aint bad, i still have the rest of my life for the other 30</title><content type='html'>[1] I have read a book before&lt;br /&gt;[2] I have run more than 2 miles without stopping.&lt;br /&gt;(1mile=1.6km?)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;[3] I have been on some sort of sports team.&lt;br /&gt;[4] I have watched cartoons for hours before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[5] have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[6] have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;br /&gt;[7] I have played ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been on a whale watch.&lt;br /&gt;[8] I have seen fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;[9] I have seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[10] I have almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;[11] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;disappear.&lt;br /&gt;[12] I have listened to one cd over &amp; over &amp; over&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;[13] I have had stitch(es).&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;[14] I have stayed up til 6am doing&lt;br /&gt;homework/projects.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I currently have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[15] I have been ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[16] I have been rollerblading. (Or at least tried =/)&lt;br /&gt;[17] I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[18] I have played videogames/com for more than 3&lt;br /&gt;hours straight. (Diablo 2 hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;[19] I have watched The Power Rangers before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do / have attended Church regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[20] I have played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;[21] I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[22] I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[23] I've called someone stupid. And meant it.&lt;br /&gt;[24] I've been in a verbal argument. &lt;br /&gt;[25] I've cried in school.&lt;br /&gt;[26] I've played basketball on a team. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played softball on a team. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played football on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played soccer on a team. &lt;br /&gt;[27] I've done cheerleading on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[28] I've swam on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[29] I've been swimming more than 20 times in my&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[30] I've climbed a rock wall before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've lost more than $20.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've called myself an idiot&lt;br /&gt;[31] I've called someone else an idiot&lt;br /&gt;[32] I've cried myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had (or have) pets.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a Spice Girls cd. and or tape&lt;br /&gt;[33] I've owned a Britney Spears cd&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned an N*Sync cd&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a Backstreet Boys cd&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;[34] I've sworn at someone in authority&lt;br /&gt;[35] I've been in the schoolnewspaper / insights.&lt;br /&gt;[36] I've been on TV [37] I've eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on the other side of a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;[38] I've watched all the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;[39] I've watched the 3 Stooges at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick &amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[40] I've watched Looney Tunes before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been stuffed into a locker&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been called a geek.&lt;br /&gt;[41]I've studied hard for a test and got a bad&lt;br /&gt;grade.&lt;br /&gt;[42] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;br /&gt;[43] I've met a celebrity / music / TV artist.&lt;br /&gt;[44] I've written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been arrested&lt;br /&gt;[45] I've been attracted to someone much older&lt;br /&gt;than me&lt;br /&gt;[46] I've been tickled till I've cried&lt;br /&gt;[47] I've tickled someone else until they cried&lt;br /&gt;[48] I've had / have siblings&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to a rock concert&lt;br /&gt;[49] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;[50] I've been in a play&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked last in gym class&lt;br /&gt;[51] I've been picked first in gym class or so&lt;br /&gt;[52] Ive been picked in that middle-range in gym&lt;br /&gt;class.&lt;br /&gt;[53] I've cried in front of my friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages&lt;br /&gt;[54] I've freaked out over a sports game&lt;br /&gt;[55] I’ve vomited in public&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've washed someone else’s vomit&lt;br /&gt;[56] I’ve ran away&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve had a stalker&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've had a fight with someone on txt&lt;br /&gt;[57] I've had a fight with someone face-to-face&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;[58] I've forgiven someone who has done something&lt;br /&gt;bad to me&lt;br /&gt;[59] I've personally seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been confronted by a police officer but&lt;br /&gt;got away&lt;br /&gt;[60] I've lost someone who meant the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115598154523212959?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115598154523212959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115598154523212959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115598154523212959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115598154523212959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/08/60-out-of-99-aint-bad-i-still-have.html' title='60 out of 99 aint bad, i still have the rest of my life for the other 30'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115588599657617637</id><published>2006-08-18T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:26:36.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which would you rather?</title><content type='html'>would you rather.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lose a lover&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Love a loser&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never see again&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Never speak again&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Run 2 miles straight&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Walk 8 miles&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have a milkshake&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laugh when no one else is&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Not laughing while everybody else is&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drink 10 cans of soda at once&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never drink soda again&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have your pants rip&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Get thrown in a trash can&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Work at Mcdonalds&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Join the army(higher pay can)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Kiss someone you don't like&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have someone kiss you who doesn't&lt;br /&gt;like you but you like them&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Not take a bath for a week&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Take a bath in a lake&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Be an only child&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have 5 siblings&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cry in front of 5000 strangers&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cry in front of your whole school&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Win a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Get the love of your life&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Be able to rewind time&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] See the future&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Be hated for who you are&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] be loved for who you're not&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Die the day after the best day of your&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Live until the age of 90 with everyday&lt;br /&gt;being&lt;br /&gt;okay but you not being so happy&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Be absolutely gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have a really great personality&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;br /&gt;[x] go skydiving&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Go scuba diving&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Be loved by one person whom you&lt;br /&gt;really like&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have 10 people who like you so than&lt;br /&gt;you can&lt;br /&gt;pick which ones hottest&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Have one absolutely amazing kiss&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have 40 okay kisses&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Love and lose&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Never love at all&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Be friends with someone&lt;br /&gt;you absolutely hate&lt;br /&gt;-or-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have friends who absolutely hate you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115390927819945888</id><published>2006-07-26T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:21:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no.no.no.</title><content type='html'>today was the investiture for the new batch of meridian leaders.&lt;br /&gt;as the old pass on the new takes over.&lt;br /&gt;feels so surreal,&lt;br /&gt;its like we just stepped up to our positions of leadership yesterday.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new probably dun need us anymore &lt;br /&gt;and none will remember us except those frm our own batch.&lt;br /&gt;its like we never left footprints?&lt;br /&gt;wish we had time to do more, &lt;br /&gt;or even given the authority to do more.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikes,&lt;br /&gt;what u said was rite,&lt;br /&gt;its as if we hadnt mattered.&lt;br /&gt;in the end all that left of our life here will just be a paper-thin laminated cert.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beginning to study.&lt;br /&gt;my table is now the cleanest i've ever seen ever since sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;all my memories, &lt;br /&gt;kept in a box.&lt;br /&gt;there will be time to reminsce,&lt;br /&gt;but now's the time to MUG MUG MUG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115390927819945888?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115390927819945888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115390927819945888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying during the hols made me think of career options.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a job that suits my passions and doesnt require me to study.&lt;br /&gt;studying is really like equal to a jail sentence for me.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud after thinking for so long i can only think of one career option.&lt;br /&gt;zoo keeper: cos i love animals and they dun need to study to take care of animals rite.&lt;br /&gt;but then they whole day under the sun, super hot&lt;br /&gt;then have to coop animal sheet and its quite risky if the animals are those violent types.&lt;br /&gt;hau.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,RAHIMAH IS CUTE LA..HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115227563500748746?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115149310889546200</id><published>2006-06-28T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:11:48.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear's bdae!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy bdae my dear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots!&lt;br /&gt;must go out some day ok?&lt;br /&gt;i'll pass u ur present after exams=)&lt;br /&gt;look forward to it horh:p&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sookie's bdae today,&lt;br /&gt;its sookie's bdae today,&lt;br /&gt;she'll get presents and cute guys,&lt;br /&gt;that will last her a lifetime:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115149310889546200?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115133633593710377</id><published>2006-06-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:38:55.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam woes.</title><content type='html'>stupid troublemakers.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to suffer in&lt;br /&gt;warm classrooms for the rest of my papers la.&lt;br /&gt;like wth.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur stupid comments only gave the sch&lt;br /&gt;more reason to be cheap and cut back on our aircon usage.&lt;br /&gt;bloody toot.&lt;br /&gt;then we have aircon for what?!&lt;br /&gt;if not to make use of during exams.&lt;br /&gt;im one pissed girl man.&lt;br /&gt;hrrrmpphh.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I GONNA PASS MY MATH LIKE THIS?!?!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115121601881069516</id><published>2006-06-25T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:53:54.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dream home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;if i were rich,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have a big mansion with many rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is how im gonna decorate the rooms&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;a model of council room.complete with all the blazers in the cupboards, minus all the pests.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walk-in wardrobe, dream of every girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;retro dtuffs: psycedellic colours and nice antiques.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;library, must look like the one in my old primary sch cos lots of happy memories there=p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my room, main attraction: HUGEEE BEAN BAG!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dogs' room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gadgets room, funfun=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DDR room, looks quite fun ah..bud paiseh to try at arcades:p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my own marche, kenny rogers, fish and co. and SAKAE!!!=D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paintball room, sounds super fun:p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a model of my pw, haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;man made beach, and fale sun that will tan bud no harmful UV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tigger room: all the tigger collectables i can get my hands on:D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;barbeque, indoor barbeque and slackers' corner, no one will have to get dirty:p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a room designed like those fun dazzle places with all those colourful plastic balls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;plus i want my own honda jazz&lt;br /&gt;in red yellow and lime green&lt;br /&gt;then i want a huge pool&lt;br /&gt;a nice gym and a cute gym instructor:p&lt;br /&gt;whoo!!great to be rich la. &lt;p&gt;.lest i shall forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-115073196113848701</id><published>2006-06-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:46:01.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC05043.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC05043.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invest!!!!ah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115073196113848701?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115073196113848701/comments/default' title='Post 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interpersonal relations to stay status quo and not sour.&lt;br /&gt;the most famous(yet disliked?)line:&lt;br /&gt;'the only constant in life is change.'&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;however, time also gives people opportunity to change, &lt;br /&gt;either from a person they previously did not like,&lt;br /&gt;certain habits and practices,&lt;br /&gt;friends,&lt;br /&gt;foes,&lt;br /&gt;strangers.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've dedicated this one mth to forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;a stranger i met along the way.&lt;br /&gt;hope its working=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last pt tho.......................................................................................................................................................................I MISS MY FRIENDS SO MUCH CANS!!=P&lt;br /&gt;and i love every single one of them, &lt;br /&gt;whether or not i see them everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114996266017988784</id><published>2006-06-11T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:04:20.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a girl her knight and her prince.</title><content type='html'>i believe that every girl &lt;br /&gt;is a princess in her own way.&lt;br /&gt;and ond of the things she is waiting &lt;br /&gt;for in life is for her prince &lt;br /&gt;to appear and sweep her off her feet.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes this prince will only appear &lt;br /&gt;after a long period of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she might think she has met the one&lt;br /&gt;bud its just a matter of wrong place wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;often times, he leaves her smaller than she once was, &lt;br /&gt;a broken soul,&lt;br /&gt;because when he leavee, he takes a part of her with him.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i also believe that &lt;br /&gt;the two most importandt person in a girl's life,&lt;br /&gt;apart from her fater or siblings,&lt;br /&gt;is her prince and knight.&lt;br /&gt;her prince is the one described above and &lt;br /&gt;her knight is going to be described here below.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl's knight is always there for her.&lt;br /&gt;he sees the tears and unhappiness &lt;br /&gt;in the girl caused by her prince.&lt;br /&gt;he dries her tears and solves her problems,&lt;br /&gt;however, he knows that he can never be &lt;br /&gt;the most important in her heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114996266017988784?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114996266017988784/comments/default' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114969934141472004</id><published>2006-06-08T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:55:41.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>question and answer.</title><content type='html'>Chapter 1: You&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle name: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current location: living room.glued to the lappie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: in the midst of growing.ever since like last yr-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyecolor: dark brown&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2: The Background&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live with your parent(s): yupps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your parents: most of e time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents married/separated/divorced?: married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings?: an older sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pets do you have?: an imaginary dog.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 3: Favorites&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream flavor: any sorbet=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season: winter.nice chilly wind, excuse to cuddle:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shampoo/conditioner: pantene.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 4: Do You&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing in the shower: occasionally:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write memos on your hand?: very rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call people back?: duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love: not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep on a certain side of the bed?: when u see how small my bed is.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wear glsses or contacts?: glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have any bad habits:? of course.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 5: Have You Ever&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worn braces?: nope.bud it kinda looks cute:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone? dislocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had stitches?: yeap.busted my chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted?: no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken painkillers?: occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stung by a bee?: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept with your contacts in overnight?: -no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to overnight camp?:love them to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sworn in front of your parents?: yep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had detention?: totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sent to the principal's office?: yep.-.-to make me change class in sec 1.f-ker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u fall in love with somebody,&lt;br /&gt;make sure u are willing to go far to protect her frm harm,&lt;br /&gt;even if it is urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114969934141472004?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114934705890296043</id><published>2006-06-03T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:04:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angsty.</title><content type='html'>i hate it when people send me cursed chain mails.&lt;br /&gt;especially those with what &lt;br /&gt;'u'll have bad luck for the next ten yrs',&lt;br /&gt;'-(insert name)- didnt pass on this chain &lt;br /&gt;and the love of her life broke up with her for nothing!' &lt;br /&gt;or something to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;im damn pantang(?) one can.&lt;br /&gt;bud i still refuse to pass on &lt;br /&gt;these senseless msgs to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;u know how irritating it can get &lt;br /&gt;when u see this mail being supposedly frm your friends &lt;br /&gt;then it turns out to be some curse thing.&lt;br /&gt;i mean who actually pass on these stuffs &lt;br /&gt;to friends must really be annoyed with them la.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i told u i hated being pangseh-ed.&lt;br /&gt;but u still did it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;last time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;just not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;oh one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks when u dont know im angry.&lt;br /&gt;and dont assume that &lt;br /&gt;saying 'sorry' cures everything all the time.&lt;br /&gt;cos it doesnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114934705890296043?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114934705890296043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114934705890296043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114934705890296043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114934705890296043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/06/angsty.html' title='angsty.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114900320554967039</id><published>2006-05-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:33:25.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo bu dong.</title><content type='html'>confused by all the perplexities that is u.&lt;br /&gt;the multiple personalities that u have within u &lt;br /&gt;and which u employ whenever it pleases u.&lt;br /&gt;kinda tired le how?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114900320554967039?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114900320554967039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114900320554967039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114900320554967039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114900320554967039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/05/wo-bu-dong.html' title='wo bu dong.'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114873827683530523</id><published>2006-05-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T21:57:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy-angry</title><content type='html'>for the first time i was touched=).&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt that when im touched,&lt;br /&gt;i become speechless.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bud then it was the first time when i was really angry too.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being abandoned thanks.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114857444982049440</id><published>2006-05-25T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:27:33.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colours!shalala!</title><content type='html'>*RED*&lt;br /&gt;Closest red thing to you? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the scrolly thing on the mouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to make you angry? --&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; him.that goondu dingding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a fan of romance? --&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i guess so.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ORANGE*&lt;br /&gt;Closest orange thing to you? --&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; my tigger handphone sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you like to burn things? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dress up for halloween? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nope,bud would love to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you usually a warm-hearted person? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have anything against ginger hair? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you usually full of energy? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when im on a high la.or take wrong meds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YELLOW*&lt;br /&gt;Closest yellow thing to you? --&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the tissue box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happiest time of your life? -- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;first three mths in mj..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite holiday? -- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;with family or friends.chalet also considered holiday wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What makes you smile? -- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;oragne.vega.puma.shufen.funny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you a coward? -- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;depends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GREEN*&lt;br /&gt;Closest green thing to you? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sis' water bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care about the environment? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sometimes?when i see those nature docus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you jealous of anyone right now? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;some people just seem to have it all.bud a little jealousy never killed anyone rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a lucky person? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha.when i manage to get out of not doing tutorials somethimes.i'd feel really lucky then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you always want what you can't have? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;not neccessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you like being outdoors? -- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ALOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BLUE*&lt;br /&gt;Closest blue thing to you? -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CLEAN AND CLEAR TONER:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at calming people down?-- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not very.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the sea? -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Last thing to make you cry? -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are you a logical thinker? -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can you sleep easily? -- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not really.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PURPLE*&lt;br /&gt;Closest Purple thing to you? -- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the purple crystal thingie that is supposed to keep my family safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like being treated to expensive things? -- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;who doesnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you like mysterious things? -- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Favorite type of chocolate? --&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; dark choc FONDUE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever met anyone in royalty? -- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you creative? -- &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;not exactly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PINK*&lt;br /&gt;Closest pink thing to you? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my v3 aka baby&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like sweet foods? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when im sad.cos they make me happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like play-fighting? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kinda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sensitive? --&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; most of the time.oversensitive sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you like punk music? -- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;depends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WHITE*&lt;br /&gt;Closest white thing to you? -- the table cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Would you say you're innocent? -- not at all.&lt;br /&gt;Always try to keep peace? -- nah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to play in the snow? -- snow angels!!!&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of going to the doctors or dentists? -- was, when i still had teeth to pull.still afraid of gg to some docs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BLACK*&lt;br /&gt;Closest black thing to you -- mousepad.&lt;br /&gt;Ever enjoy hurting people? -- nope.&lt;br /&gt;Are you sophisticated or silly? -- silly 90% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of death? -- totally.&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to go to outerspace? -- no.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a lot of secrets? -- same amt as everyone.relatively.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color? -- ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;Does the color you wear affect your mood? -- YES!!&lt;br /&gt;What color would you think best symbolizes your&lt;br /&gt;personality? -- ORANGE!!:p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114857444982049440?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114857444982049440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114857444982049440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114857444982049440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114857444982049440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/05/coloursshalala.html' title='colours!shalala!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114839628427441964</id><published>2006-05-23T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:58:04.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEDICATION timeeee!!</title><content type='html'>ade:&lt;br /&gt;PPG rawks!!&lt;br /&gt;wish that i had more opportunity to work with u.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anting:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me laugh just by being urself, &lt;br /&gt;and im glad i made u laugh too!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;avm:&lt;br /&gt;fellow history cohort mate, really regret dropping sia.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the reassurances when i needed it.&lt;br /&gt;love ya lots!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azlyn:&lt;br /&gt;the cutest girl in sc with the greatest personality.&lt;br /&gt;bubbly and outspoken, her personality brightens up the entire council rm.&lt;br /&gt;hope to get to know u better in class girl!&lt;br /&gt;loved the choc cake,thnx angel.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bai:&lt;br /&gt;the most organised person i ever knew.&lt;br /&gt;was so intimidated by u la. &lt;br /&gt;until we suddenly started talking in dec.&lt;br /&gt;really treasure that;)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl:&lt;br /&gt;sry things were bad between us during the WnW days.&lt;br /&gt;stress la:p&lt;br /&gt;bud thanks for always being willing to lend a listening ear.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy:&lt;br /&gt;did i tell u i just love ur voice?&lt;br /&gt;it rawks my world, whatever others may say of it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibz:&lt;br /&gt;pls la.&lt;br /&gt;u are not fat can.&lt;br /&gt;i totally love ur eyes!!&lt;br /&gt;and ur great personality as a friend.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joycie:&lt;br /&gt;I JUST TOTALLY LOVE YOUR FLYING HUGS.&lt;br /&gt;and u brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;really.luv you=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jojo:&lt;br /&gt;u are like so easy to swing la.&lt;br /&gt;bud they say the best things come in the smallest packages:)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimmy:&lt;br /&gt;miss our working days so much,&lt;br /&gt;after As we go get a job together again:)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lou:&lt;br /&gt;MY BUDDY BUDDY FRIEND FRIEND!!&lt;br /&gt;nuff said:p&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah:&lt;br /&gt;OG mate frm the start of time.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for ur constant presence.&lt;br /&gt;miss the time spent hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;OG outing one day!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuyi:&lt;br /&gt;YIYI!!&lt;br /&gt;vankimshu rawks:p&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yy:&lt;br /&gt;like a big jie jie to us all.&lt;br /&gt;im so gg to miss morning duty with u:(&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali:&lt;br /&gt;PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alvin:&lt;br /&gt;i duno why bud ur jokes can really make me laugh man.=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fab:&lt;br /&gt;mr oh-so-loud!&lt;br /&gt;nice personality!&lt;br /&gt;dun change it for the world.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haris:&lt;br /&gt;rock hard exterior bud sweet interior.&lt;br /&gt;thats all that needs to be said.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken:&lt;br /&gt;this guy is so totally like me in &lt;br /&gt;terms of personality and the way we think &lt;br /&gt;that its so UN-KENNY!&lt;br /&gt;LOL:P&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mus:&lt;br /&gt;the big brother of council.&lt;br /&gt;still counting on u to look out for us after council ok.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pal:&lt;br /&gt;SNAG of council.&lt;br /&gt;lol.at least thats what i think la.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pk:&lt;br /&gt;mr tall.&lt;br /&gt;stop growing so tall can.&lt;br /&gt;bud continue being the nice guy that u are:)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianwei:&lt;br /&gt;the nanny of council.&lt;br /&gt;will miss ur presence and gaying arnd with haris:p&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wj:&lt;br /&gt;always the rational and quick thinking one.&lt;br /&gt;bud horh...can u like STOP RUFFLING MY HAIR EVERY MORNING?!&lt;br /&gt;i nowadays got comb okay!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114839628427441964?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114839628427441964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114839628427441964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;and you just reminded me how lucky i am with that superb surprise this morning.&lt;br /&gt;sweet sweet sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;*huggiex*!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-115737660892474507?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/115737660892474507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=115737660892474507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115737660892474507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/115737660892474507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;soon but not now.&lt;br /&gt;every single one of the 25 of you that i have come to love and cherish, &lt;br /&gt;through thick and thin,&lt;br /&gt;in sickness and in health,&lt;br /&gt;till death do us part.&lt;br /&gt;soon=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114801282919134328?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114801282919134328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114801282919134328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114801282919134328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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out with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;06) made out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07) had someone in your room of the opposite sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) watched porn&lt;br /&gt;09) bought porn&lt;br /&gt;10) done drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) taken pain killers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;14) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;15) snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;16) done something illegal&lt;br /&gt;17) cut yourself&lt;br /&gt;18) hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;19) wished someone to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) seen someone die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21) missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;22) stayed out all night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;24) been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;25) been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;26) dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;27) received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;28) been in a wreck&lt;br /&gt;29) been to a club&lt;br /&gt;30) been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;31) been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;32) seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;34) had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;35) sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36) wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;37) wore arm bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;38) wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br /&gt;39) listened to rap&lt;br /&gt;40) own a 50 cent CD&lt;br /&gt;Done: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42) dressed prep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) dressed punk&lt;br /&gt;44) dressed grunge&lt;br /&gt;45) stole something&lt;br /&gt;46) been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;47) blacked out&lt;br /&gt;48) fainted&lt;br /&gt;49) had a crush on your neighbor&lt;br /&gt;50) had someone sneak into your room&lt;br /&gt;51) snuck into someone else's room&lt;br /&gt;52) had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53) been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;54) dry humped someone&lt;br /&gt;55) been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;56) called someone a slut&lt;br /&gt;57) installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;58) broke a mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;Done: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;62) seen an R rated movie in theaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63) cruised the mall&lt;br /&gt;64) skipped school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65) had an eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66) had an injury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67) gone to court&lt;br /&gt;68) walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;br /&gt;69) caught something on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70) lied about your age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Done: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) owned an apartment&lt;br /&gt;72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;73) cheated with someone&lt;br /&gt;74) got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75) talked to a stranger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76) hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;77) kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;78) rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;79) been sexually harassed&lt;br /&gt;80) been verbally harassed&lt;br /&gt;Done: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81) met face to face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;82) stayed online for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84) watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;85) been to a fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86) been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87) cursed&lt;br /&gt;88) prank called someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;90) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;Done: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91) cheated on homework&lt;br /&gt;92) held hands with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;93) been pushed into a pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94) played pool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight&lt;br /&gt;96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you&lt;br /&gt;97) had a crush on someone younger than you&lt;br /&gt;98) wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;99) skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;Done: 3&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total score: 29&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114735958162701548?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114735958162701548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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all alone in the moonlight.</title><content type='html'>There are no guarantees. &lt;br /&gt;No way of knowing what comes next for me, &lt;br /&gt;or anyone. &lt;br /&gt;Some things don't last forever, &lt;br /&gt;but some things do. &lt;br /&gt;Like a good song, &lt;br /&gt;or a good book, &lt;br /&gt;or a good memory you can take out &lt;br /&gt;and unfold in your darkest times, &lt;br /&gt;pressing down the corners and peering in close, &lt;br /&gt;hoping you still recognise the person you see there.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when u dont recognise anyone in there then.&lt;br /&gt;when what u remember seems unique to u and everything seems so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;memories are only precious to the ones who hold them close to their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;but what if im the only one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114699687975580406?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114692776352874458</id><published>2006-05-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:02:43.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/just%20too%20cute.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/just%20too%20cute.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my super cute cousin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114692776352874458?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114692737090239040</id><published>2006-05-06T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:16:55.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from one girl to another=)</title><content type='html'>To every girl that dresses cute not skanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who wants to be called beautiful not&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that will spend her whole day looking&lt;br /&gt;for the perfect present for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who gets her heart broken because&lt;br /&gt;he chose that b*tch instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that would die to have a decent&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who would just like once to be&lt;br /&gt;treated like a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that cries at night because of another&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that won't get down on her knees and&lt;br /&gt;open her mouth just to get a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that just wants to hold hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that kisses him with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who just wishes he cared more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who would just once want a guy to&lt;br /&gt;give their jacket up when they are cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who just wants him to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who lies awake at night thinking&lt;br /&gt;about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that just wants to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that just wants to sleep with him&lt;br /&gt;without having s3x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that is scared to put her heart out&lt;br /&gt;there again because she has been hurt too many&lt;br /&gt;times or so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who shows how much she cares&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;gets nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that thought maybe this one could be&lt;br /&gt;the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that believes in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that would do anything so she could&lt;br /&gt;achieve those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she&lt;br /&gt;actually doesn't think it is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who is just looking for that one and&lt;br /&gt;only and is having a rough time along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that has been cheated on because&lt;br /&gt;she is not a s|ut who gives it up to any guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that doesnt want a guy who just&lt;br /&gt;plays&lt;br /&gt;with her emotions but actually cares about how&lt;br /&gt;she feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl who wants words backed up with&lt;br /&gt;actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that fell for all the lies only to find&lt;br /&gt;themselves alone in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that gave her heart away to have it&lt;br /&gt;shoved back in her face.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/DSC04978.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/DSC04978.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice shoes!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/hei%20yan%20quan.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/hei%20yan%20quan.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i look like after a shopping trip=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114692737090239040?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114692737090239040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114692737090239040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114692737090239040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114692737090239040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/05/from-one-girl-to-another.html' title='from one girl to another=)'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114683631247568639</id><published>2006-05-05T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T23:21:12.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心烦</title><content type='html'>i wanted to tell u that i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;bud i didnt have the courage and the faith.&lt;br /&gt;i was afraid of what u'd say, &lt;br /&gt;or rather what u would not say.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the risk before and &lt;br /&gt;the results was disappointing to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why i habour so much hope &lt;br /&gt;when there is really nothing to hope for.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already take enough medication.&lt;br /&gt;i can do well without another dependency.&lt;br /&gt;and not as if theres any obvious advantages also.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想做个大男人&lt;br /&gt;的小女人，&lt;br /&gt;但你一点都不大。&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/640/barrel.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/234/5651/320/barrel.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;leaving footprints..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114683631247568639?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114648836813974585</id><published>2006-05-01T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T20:59:28.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THE THIRD SC!!!</title><content type='html'>kudos to bai for a great job done=)&lt;br /&gt;now i can really write an entire essay on every single person in the sc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114648836813974585?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114648836813974585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114648836813974585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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experience we had to experience a second time round so it truely matters.&lt;br /&gt;no one expected it to be this fufiling, &lt;br /&gt;in fact no one expected anything of it at all.&lt;br /&gt;because it was supposed to be for the number fours.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most humbling and heart bearing debrief of all times.&lt;br /&gt;starting at 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;issues were brought up and discussed, &lt;br /&gt;issues we did not want to step down without resolving.&lt;br /&gt;innermost feelings of people bared.&lt;br /&gt;our hopes and dreams for the council,&lt;br /&gt;our bonds with the council and all.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what started with a prayer i believed,&lt;br /&gt;ended in one lt filled with crying people.&lt;br /&gt;when our hopes for the council was mentioned, &lt;br /&gt;we all realised we'd actually been working towards the same goals, &lt;br /&gt;just in our different ways.&lt;br /&gt;slowly, the memories returned and our strength and unity came back.&lt;br /&gt;we cried for the entirety of one and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;all our fatigue from camp washed away with tears of joy and rejuvenation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 unique individuals.&lt;br /&gt;coming to work together is no small feat.&lt;br /&gt;we have matured in our thinking and learnt to be more understanding&lt;br /&gt;and im sure this is what we all wish for our juniors.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this second ctc was difinately more empowering than the one we were given.&lt;br /&gt;that time we only left feeling fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;this time we left a whole person again.&lt;br /&gt;after the many fights and disagreements.&lt;br /&gt;we have grown and we&lt;br /&gt;indeed,&lt;br /&gt;have shone=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;council is not just like second family to me.&lt;br /&gt;it IS my second family=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;[x]i have at least 8 myspace/fster pictures&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i usually go shopping once a week&lt;br /&gt;[x]i love to hang out at the mall with frends&lt;br /&gt;[x]i have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i've gone to a tanning salon&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i go to the beach to tan - not to swim&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have at least 10 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i change my icon weekly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;[x] my cell phone might as well become a part of&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wear mascara everyday&lt;br /&gt;[x] i've been or am on a diet&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bathing suits are adorable&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i dont know the difference between a sheep and&lt;br /&gt;a goat&lt;br /&gt;[x] big sunglasses are hott&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have gotten my nails done&lt;br /&gt;[x] i own over 10 purses&lt;br /&gt;[x] MTV is my one of my favorite channels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] all i want to do at sleepovers is talk about&lt;br /&gt;boys&lt;br /&gt;[x]i love to have other girls do my hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] i give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] i hate bugs, snakes, lizards, spiders&lt;br /&gt;[x] carnivals are so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;[]summer is THE best season 1/2&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;br /&gt;[ ]im waiting for my knight in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;[x] musicians are so hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] if you write me a poem or tell me im beautiful&lt;br /&gt;and im all yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i am self-conscious&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i cry often&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my car smells like vanilla&lt;br /&gt;[x] my dishes get washed more then once a week&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i dont do sports&lt;br /&gt;[x]HATE to run&lt;br /&gt;[x] i squeal when i am surprised or angry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i eat raisins as a snack&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love romance novels&lt;br /&gt;[x] Drew Barrymore is so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i usually spend over an hour to get ready to&lt;br /&gt;leave my house&lt;br /&gt;[ ]i only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love to get dressed up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;br /&gt;[x] i talk on the phone at least once a day to my&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] i would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] price on clothes hardly matters&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i apply lip gloss 200 times a day&lt;br /&gt;[x] i wish i were a model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i have been something that was semi slutty on&lt;br /&gt;halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i own Uggs&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hip Hop is good music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i pop my collar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;[x] guys with Mohawks are crazily hot&lt;br /&gt;[x] Horses are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;br /&gt;[x] cats are adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i write poems&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love it when a guy/girl wears good smelling&lt;br /&gt;cologne/perfume&lt;br /&gt;[x] i can get very jealous&lt;br /&gt;[x] i would love to visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[x] Valentine's day is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] white is better then black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i wouldn't be caught dead in all black&lt;br /&gt;[ ]my closet is STOCK FULL of clothes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i hate the grunge look of a beard&lt;br /&gt;[x]i love to read gossip magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] i love to gossip&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders, posters as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i love Celine dion&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are almost 2 hrs long&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my wedding only needs a groom. all the rest&lt;br /&gt;are already planned&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my friends and i are in a strict group. we mostly&lt;br /&gt;only hang out with each other&lt;br /&gt;[x] i like kids&lt;br /&gt;[ ] diet drinks are the best&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i'm all about being vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i refuse to eat at McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i check my friendster everyday.&lt;br /&gt;[x] i LOVE life!&lt;br /&gt;[x]i have a lot of jewlery/accessories.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] my screen names have x's in them&lt;br /&gt;[ ]either one of my friendster names has/had &lt;3 in&lt;br /&gt;them&lt;br /&gt;[x] i would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] it's not what he/she said it's the way he/she&lt;br /&gt;said it&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total : 42/90&lt;br /&gt;42%&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww.thats disgustingly high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114648474919972938?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114648474919972938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114648474919972938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114648474919972938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114648474919972938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/05/ima-42-girly.html' title='ima 42% girly:/'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114597981435733381</id><published>2006-04-25T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:49:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bold-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tra pillow on my bed is for tiggerith=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maybe I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go slp now since im bloody tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SPECIAL DISCRETE RANDOM VARIABLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;People say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stupid things all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the root of all unfairness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Somewhere, someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looks exactly like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will always try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to bug my parents for a dog but to no avail.hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lasts only until the moment where u get disillusioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to see any of my friends get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think the current US President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is kinda soft spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When I wake up in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I speak a weird language that basically means 'I SAID 5 MORE MINUTES!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is part of who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I get annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are not fun under-18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kisses are the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when they are fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is another day of mindless studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I really want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to trust u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have low tolerance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when im bloody tired and some ppl still insist on a debrief. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i tag not everyone does it.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall just leave it to whoever who reads this to post if ya want too=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114597981435733381?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114549459004257863</id><published>2006-04-20T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:56:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>想一个人多美好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算只剩记忆可参考&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为爱放逐到天涯海角&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的思念你不用都知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;直到有天你我年老&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回忆随着白发风中闪耀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少我清清楚楚知道&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你若想起我会微笑&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG HOPPING RAWKS=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时觉得自己很刻意的去挽留很多东西， 就算做到累了，却没有停止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时觉得感情淡化了，还是尽力去挽救，想把一切归回自己想要的原点&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许有时候应该保留一点时间给自己， 把一切抛在脑后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只要简简单单的快乐，真的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true so true=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114549459004257863?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114549459004257863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114549459004257863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114549459004257863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114549459004257863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' 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] water&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pools &lt;br /&gt;[ ] failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] success&lt;br /&gt;[X] germs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[X] frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wind&lt;br /&gt;[X] cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clowns&lt;br /&gt;[X] large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[X] demons or evil&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crossing bridges&lt;br /&gt;[x] death&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hell&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being sexually assulted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] men&lt;br /&gt;[ ] women&lt;br /&gt;[ ] having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ] doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being punished&lt;br /&gt;[x]diseases, including cancer and STD's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[ ] poverty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fear&lt;br /&gt;[X] being alone&lt;br /&gt;[X] losing my friends&lt;br /&gt;[X] being blind to things&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] growing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being murdered in my sleep&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR 15 OUT OF 66 THINGS!!&lt;br /&gt;that aint bad=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114528889669618270?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114528889669618270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114528889669618270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114501321368992687?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114501321368992687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114501321368992687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114501321368992687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114501321368992687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/04/cloudy-skies.html' title='cloudy 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114494741213825445</id><published>2006-04-14T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T00:56:52.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a visit to the ......</title><content type='html'>have been missing quite alot of sch lately.&lt;br /&gt;just been informed of my dismal performance in pw.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;i guess a 3's crap rite, though i felt we put quite a bit of effort in it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the care and concern during this period=)&lt;br /&gt;u have no idea how much i love u all!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114494741213825445?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114449749395242556</id><published>2006-04-08T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T10:03:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the symbolic release</title><content type='html'>abu bai billy pal&lt;br /&gt;u all rawk my socks=)&lt;br /&gt;love ya loads!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's the u that i knew in december?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming into my life,&lt;br /&gt;but enough wreakage done,&lt;br /&gt;come back on a visitor's pass next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114449749395242556?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114449749395242556/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114398735906517761</id><published>2006-04-02T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:15:59.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really?</title><content type='html'>张韶涵-真的&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我努力的仰著脸孔　试著让眼泪不往下流 &lt;br /&gt;别往下流 &lt;br /&gt;不安的感觉到什麽　在我生活中　不再相同 &lt;br /&gt;很不相同 &lt;br /&gt;想要说　却还沈默 &lt;br /&gt;伸出手　无法触碰 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天空突然一片辽阔　原来你是真的已经离开我 &lt;br /&gt;在我不熟悉的世界　过新的生活 &lt;br /&gt;闭上眼让泪水滑落　此刻你已真的永远离开我 &lt;br /&gt;在另外一个没有我的世界自由的走 &lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114398735906517761?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114398735906517761/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114397485632429780</id><published>2006-04-02T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:47:38.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the price of boredom is as such</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DABB99" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Frappacino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EAD3B8"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/frappacino.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your best, you are: fun loving, sweet, and modern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are: childish and over indulgent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drink coffee when: you're craving something sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your caffeine addiction level: low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcoffeeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Coffee Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114397485632429780?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114397485632429780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114397485632429780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114397485632429780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114397485632429780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/04/price-of-boredom-is-as-such.html' title='the price of boredom is as such'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114396974637141288</id><published>2006-04-02T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T17:22:26.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JoYciE=)</title><content type='html'>just went blog surfing and i went to &lt;a href="http://princess-joyce.blogspot.com/"&gt;JOYCIE'S&lt;/a&gt;!!.&lt;br /&gt;havent been there in the longest time,&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how cute she is when she blogs to animately.&lt;br /&gt;can almost see her talking in front of me man.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA GIRL!!(and all ur bone crushing bear huggs=])&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i lurve ur idea of a perfect guy!!&lt;br /&gt;bud i doubt he exists leh.&lt;br /&gt;too perfect le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114396974637141288?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114396974637141288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114396974637141288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114396974637141288'/><link rel='self' 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impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, "What other problem can there be greater than this one?"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever #2&lt;br /&gt;Girl: When we get married, I want to share all your worries,troubles and lighten your burden.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: It's very kind of you, darling, But I don't have any worries or troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Well that's because we aren't married yet.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever #3&lt;br /&gt;Son: Mom, when I was on the bus with Dad this morning, he told me to give up my seat to a lady.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Well, you have done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;Son: But mum, I was sitting on daddy's lap.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;StressReliever # 4&lt;br /&gt;Wife to husband: "What's your excuse for coming home at this time of the night?"&lt;br /&gt;Husband to wife: "Golfing with friends,my dear."&lt;br /&gt;Wife to husband: "What? At 2 am?"&lt;br /&gt;Husband to wife:"Yes, We used night clubs."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 5&lt;br /&gt;A newly married man asked his wife, "Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?"&lt;br /&gt;"Honey," the woman replied sweetly, "I 'd have married you NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 6&lt;br /&gt;Father to son after exam: "let me see your report card."&lt;br /&gt;Son:"My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 7&lt;br /&gt;"How was your blind date?" a college student asked her roommate.&lt;br /&gt;"Terrible!" the roommate answered. "He showed up in his 1932 Rolls Royce."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! That's a very expensive car. What 's so bad about that?"&lt;br /&gt;"He was the original owner."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 9&lt;br /&gt;A teacher asked her class for sentences using the word "beans"..&lt;br /&gt;"My father grows beans," said one student.&lt;br /&gt;"My father cooks beans," said another.&lt;br /&gt;Then little Johnny spoke up: "We are all human beans."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 10&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer to Millionaire: To whom do you owe your success as a millionaire?"&lt;br /&gt;Millionaire: "I owe everything to my wife."&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: "Wow, she must be some woman. What were you before you married her?"&lt;br /&gt;Millionaire: "A Billionaire"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 11&lt;br /&gt;Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;The guy replies: Thanks for the warning.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 12&lt;br /&gt;A husband was asked: "Do you talk to your wife after sex?"&lt;br /&gt;He replied: "Depends, if I can find a phone."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;S tress Reliever # 13&lt;br /&gt;Man to wife on wedding night:"Are you sure I'm the first man you are sleeping with?"&lt;br /&gt;Wife replied: "Of course honey, I stayed awake with all the others!"&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 14&lt;br /&gt;"Why did they stop printing PAMELA ANDERSON stamps in the U.S.?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: "Because people started licking the wrong side."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 15&lt;br /&gt;A wife asked her husband: "What do you like most in me - my pretty face or my sexy body?"&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her from h ead to toe and replied: "I like your sense of humour."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Stress Reliever # 16&lt;br /&gt;Doctor to his lady patient: "You look terribly weak and exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;Are you having your meals three times a day as I have advised?"&lt;br /&gt;Lady replied: "Doctor, I thought you said three males a day."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114386628082385070?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114386628082385070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114386628082385070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114386628082385070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114386628082385070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/04/stress-relief.html' title='STRESS RELIEF!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114373069573478093</id><published>2006-03-30T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:58:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barrel</title><content type='html'>i miss my OGLs!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;j2s now, have to be the mature and understanding problem solver.&lt;br /&gt;not like a j1, &lt;br /&gt;absolved of all responsibility cos of their newness and guided along gently.&lt;br /&gt;bud then again we dont exactly have time to be gently guided along.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:pretty eyes:&lt;br /&gt;u're the best la.&lt;br /&gt;cos we are the same personality type and understand each other best=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:bai:&lt;br /&gt;always there with me to complain abt stuff and can always be relied upon to come up with random terms to make me laugh..lol..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:pal:&lt;br /&gt;my witty friend and future lawyer to be..thanks for the kind words and being u=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:mich, sarah:&lt;br /&gt;talking alot nowadays,like the stuff i was going on and on abt in the previous post=) i really enjoy such talks with u all..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:ibz:&lt;br /&gt;forever the cute and gullible one:p..more fun with hiding ur bag!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmz.&lt;br /&gt;the rest arh.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes feel like we're all drifting apart le.&lt;br /&gt;last time we were all really close, bud ever since O1 we started to slowly unravel.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i kinda miss the times when we just got to know each other,&lt;br /&gt;i think then we were more understanding &lt;br /&gt;towards the various differences that we have.&lt;br /&gt;y did we change?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it because the TA kept drumming it into us &lt;br /&gt;that we shld aspire to work perfectly &lt;br /&gt;and flawlessly as an ideal council, &lt;br /&gt;that we actually forget each of our individuality &lt;br /&gt;and undermine our own personal choices?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone of us surely must have different views &lt;br /&gt;on different issues &lt;br /&gt;but the problem is how do we make the council &lt;br /&gt;see them through an unbiased light?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;E coming up.&lt;br /&gt;need to go do proposal le.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight my friends=)&lt;br /&gt;and nites oh so cruel world~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114373069573478093?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114373069573478093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114373069573478093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114373069573478093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114373069573478093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/barrel.html' title='barrel'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114356350946336086</id><published>2006-03-29T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T00:31:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HT!!</title><content type='html'>ahh.&lt;br /&gt;today marks the 49th day left, to step down from council.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i im at a loss of what to expect at this impending doom? joy?&lt;br /&gt;basically, i think we sometimes emphasise on what matters the least&lt;br /&gt;neglecting the impt aspects, of what drove us to be councillors.&lt;br /&gt;bud then again, this topic has probably been talked to death twice over on this blog so i shall rattle on no more.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just got back some block test results, so more or less must talk a little abt it rite?&lt;br /&gt;i passed GP, but really VERY BARELY!!&lt;br /&gt;like 50.5.&lt;br /&gt;thats a c6 for those who dont know.&lt;br /&gt;and for those sec sch babies out there who think im just complaining abt a bad result, pls listen to this.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH in sec sch and GP in jc are two totally mutually exclusive and independent sets ok.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i make sense there bud i hope i do la.&lt;br /&gt;what im saying is that even if u get like A1 for english in sec sch, that will not guarantee u even a decent grade for GP.&lt;br /&gt;yep, so life sucks, whats new?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as thought there is this enormous ocean between us whenever we meet.&lt;br /&gt;even if we shouted with all our might we'd never get heard by the other party.&lt;br /&gt;and u know what makes up the water in between?&lt;br /&gt;all ur other more impt piorities.&lt;br /&gt;im not insisting on being ur top piority, bud can i at LEAST be one of them?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly,i think guys should be banned from using the word 'sorry'&lt;br /&gt;whats the use of saying that word if u dont follow through with actions?&lt;br /&gt;or even worsen the situations by doing something totally opposite to what u promised?&lt;br /&gt;pls la.i think girls are rational enough and not that hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;mayb it just takes a little sensitivity on a guy's part to make tha world of a difference.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY TRINITYs are fun=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114356350946336086?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114356350946336086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114356350946336086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114356350946336086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114356350946336086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/ht.html' title='HT!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114281713481906736</id><published>2006-03-20T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:12:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomnites</title><content type='html'>im looking forward to the ice cream treat bai's gonna give me soon=)&lt;br /&gt;now i just have to wait till she finishes up with her admin shit.&lt;br /&gt;happy=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;block tests start tmr&lt;br /&gt;and ENDS on thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;cos thats what truely matters rite.&lt;br /&gt;then gg to town on thursday!!&lt;br /&gt;after lit which starts at like 2.30pm and ends at bloody 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;deprive me of enjoyment sia.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bai is happy shalala!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;randomness.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go eat good food after the exams man.&lt;br /&gt;to replace all the body cells thingies that were lost during the exams=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasta mania&lt;br /&gt;fish and co=)&lt;br /&gt;marche&lt;br /&gt;pariss&lt;br /&gt;suki sushi!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;jack's place&lt;br /&gt;chocolate!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gelare&lt;br /&gt;ajisen&lt;br /&gt;coffee bean!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;seafood!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;the J1s are out.&lt;br /&gt;infringement of PRIVACEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;gtg..byee=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114281713481906736?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114281713481906736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114281713481906736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114281713481906736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114281713481906736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/randomnites.html' title='randomnites'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114267770967601769</id><published>2006-03-18T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:28:30.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more empty than zero.</title><content type='html'>sixty days left to step down.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those numbers im sure &lt;br /&gt;weigh heavily on every single one of the twenty six hearts.&lt;br /&gt;its at times like this &lt;br /&gt;that we're able to look back at all the work we did &lt;br /&gt;and all the mess we pulled through &lt;br /&gt;and realise that we have indeed grown &lt;br /&gt;and we have shone like the brightest shooting star.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rarely do let my emotions show.&lt;br /&gt;but as the date draws closer and we reach the end of our era,&lt;br /&gt;there is this sense on inevitability, &lt;br /&gt;that though we have been through loads, &lt;br /&gt;we might not stay together after we officially hand over duties.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw that disbanding of the second council taking place gradually.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to know that it'll happen to the third council too.&lt;br /&gt;we came into this diving headlong into &lt;br /&gt;sai-ganging to such extents that we never knew.&lt;br /&gt;bud we emerged as one council.&lt;br /&gt;that has put in its best effort to manage things that were thrown our way.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTC&lt;br /&gt;LTC&lt;br /&gt;teachers day&lt;br /&gt;SDS&lt;br /&gt;prom&lt;br /&gt;planning for orientation&lt;br /&gt;ogl interviews&lt;br /&gt;ogl camp&lt;br /&gt;blazers&lt;br /&gt;council meetings&lt;br /&gt;vday&lt;br /&gt;j1 bash&lt;br /&gt;icebreakers&lt;br /&gt;telematch&lt;br /&gt;ushering&lt;br /&gt;mmm&lt;br /&gt;csi&lt;br /&gt;wnw&lt;br /&gt;campfire&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;events that we have been through.&lt;br /&gt;frm working like crap together we learn to cooperate. &lt;br /&gt;frm doing everything by ourselves we learn to delegate and to help out others hen they need it.&lt;br /&gt;we learnt to speak with confidence in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;played a part in how much each of us have grown.&lt;br /&gt;passed our experience on to the new batch of mj leaders&lt;br /&gt;and watched with happiness how they go on to lead mj to new heights.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the end draws nearer.&lt;br /&gt;can there really be one left untouched by the finality of it all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114267770967601769?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114267770967601769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114267770967601769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114267770967601769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114267770967601769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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CHAO-TA!!&lt;br /&gt;WHO DARES TO MESS WITH US&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE CHAO-TA!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASTOR&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early morning late at night&lt;br /&gt;castor charges out to fight&lt;br /&gt;all united and as one&lt;br /&gt;we will win the war this time.&lt;br /&gt;CASTOR WILL WIN THE WAR!![X3]&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGULUS&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raise your eyes up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;regulus is soaring by&lt;br /&gt;in the day or in the night&lt;br /&gt;we go out to win the fight&lt;br /&gt;am i wrong or am i right?!&lt;br /&gt;you're right your're right&lt;br /&gt;am i wrong or am i right?!&lt;br /&gt;you're right your're right&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4..ow!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARGAS&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say go u say fight&lt;br /&gt;GO FIGHT GO FIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;when i say win u say tonight&lt;br /&gt;WIN TONIGHT WIN TONIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;when i say boogie u say down&lt;br /&gt;BOOGIE DOWN BOOGIE DOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;when u say all u say right&lt;br /&gt;ALL RIGHT ALL RGITH!!&lt;br /&gt;GO FIGHT &lt;br /&gt;WIN TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;BOOGIE DOWN &lt;br /&gt;ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VEGA&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VEGA ARE YOU READY?!&lt;br /&gt;KAMBATTE KAMBATTE VEGA VEGA!![X2]&lt;br /&gt;VEGA!!&lt;br /&gt;POWER!!&lt;br /&gt;VEGA!!&lt;br /&gt;POWER!!&lt;br /&gt;we march on[x3]&lt;br /&gt;beat the rest!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114234924405483543?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114234924405483543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>sometimes its like the person doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;is the romance of the jellyfish that desireable?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFJ.&lt;br /&gt;does it really tell u all there is to know?&lt;br /&gt;what abt learning to trust others and urself?&lt;br /&gt;self confidence?will power?organisation?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purely confusing.&lt;br /&gt;after spending time with people who talk abt girls 90% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i spend time with people who dont care who's chio and who's hot.&lt;br /&gt;realised i miss all the female bonding in tkg.&lt;br /&gt;where we could share everything and anything.&lt;br /&gt;and where a single quick glance tells u that u both know what's on ur minds.&lt;br /&gt;ahh.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some retail theraphy once i get my pay man.&lt;br /&gt;which i hope its soooon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114234741065193328</id><published>2006-03-14T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:43:30.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuPeRnAtUrAl!!!!![where limits don't exist]</title><content type='html'>went on a little blog tour today.&lt;br /&gt;realised that im seriously out of date.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;ORIENTATION IS OFFICIALLY OVER.&lt;br /&gt;just needed to convince myself there.&lt;br /&gt;yayness.can start mugging now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole experience has been tough to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;bud i dun deny that i have matured through it all.&lt;br /&gt;learnt to trust people more, and learn to trust the right people so things dont get screwed.&lt;br /&gt;lost some friends, made some.&lt;br /&gt;straightened out some misunderstandings, swept some under the rug.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;icebreakers was kinda fun in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;telematch was a great effort put in by &lt;br /&gt;alvin[next time when stressed dun keep so quiet ok.scary sia:p]&lt;br /&gt;MMM we shone la.&lt;br /&gt;like finally.was getting tired of hearing the words 'blablabla...bud u havent shone...blablabla.'&lt;br /&gt;super fun manz.&lt;br /&gt;love sentosa le la.&lt;br /&gt;bud dun think i'll be gg there in a while cos some of us got phobia le lo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI i think should have been power!!&lt;br /&gt;didnt know cos was in the office doing admin stuffos, and ting ting havent told us the plot laa.&lt;br /&gt;haha,shall wait oatiently.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WNW!!&lt;br /&gt;better than the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;tho some unhappiness that i guess we'll have to wait till the debrief to iron out.&lt;br /&gt;oh.that reminds me of the yet-to-be-done AAR for orientation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE!!&lt;br /&gt;so oomph and power la!!&lt;br /&gt;PAL U DID A GREAT JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;wad with all the checklist and deployment of the whole comm=)&lt;br /&gt;everyone had a great time man.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weell.&lt;br /&gt;vega didnt win orientation this time round.&lt;br /&gt;BUD THEIR STILL MY BABIES AND IM JUST SO MIGHTY PROUD OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;they put in their best effort and i could see the valient vegan spirit in every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;love for vega will never die and im sure that the friendships forged through this orientation will remain forever, whether they are still in the same sch or not.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw many tears of parting and reluctance, and also that of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;i shall miss those who are gg.&lt;br /&gt;rubayne&lt;br /&gt;eugene&lt;br /&gt;azu&lt;br /&gt;malcom&lt;br /&gt;hope u had a fun time at mj.&lt;br /&gt;the mj spirit within u will always be there no matter what and u knoe that we'll always be welcoming u back to mj whatever sch's uniform u might be wearing.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;i felt that all our efforts have paid off.&lt;br /&gt;the freshmen enjoyed themselves and we see a new generation of meridian leaders born to lead us to success.&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to all who made it possible and to my second family the council.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YA LOTS.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another beautiful piece of memory.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..its time to...&lt;br /&gt;CHIONG FOR BLOCK TEST.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114234741065193328?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114234741065193328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114157594236701839</id><published>2006-03-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T00:25:42.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>58% vigrgin</title><content type='html'>Minus 1% for everything that you've done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ start with 100%] &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Smoked. &lt;br /&gt;2.Drank alcohol. &lt;br /&gt;3.Cried when someone died. &lt;br /&gt;4.Been drunk. &lt;br /&gt;5.Had sex. &lt;br /&gt;6.Been to a concert. &lt;br /&gt;7.Given a handjob/gotten a handjob. &lt;br /&gt;8.Given a blowjob/gotten a blowjob. &lt;br /&gt;9.Been verbally sexually harassed. &lt;br /&gt;10.Verbally sexually harassed somebody. &lt;br /&gt;11.Felt someone up and/or been felt up. &lt;br /&gt;12.Laughed so hard something came out of your nose. &lt;br /&gt;13.Cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend before. &lt;br /&gt;14.Been cheated on by a boyfriend/girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;15.Been to prom. &lt;br /&gt;16.Cried at school. &lt;br /&gt;17.Gotten lost in a WalMart or a department store. &lt;br /&gt;18.Went streaking. &lt;br /&gt;19.Given a lap dance. &lt;br /&gt;20.Had someone of the opposite sex in your room. &lt;br /&gt;21.Had someone of the opposite sex sleep over. &lt;br /&gt;22.Slept over at someone of the opposite sex's house. &lt;br /&gt;23.Kissed a stranger. &lt;br /&gt;24.Hugged a stranger. &lt;br /&gt;25.Went scuba diving. &lt;br /&gt;26.Driven a car. &lt;br /&gt;27.Gotten an xray. &lt;br /&gt;28.Hit by a car. &lt;br /&gt;29.Had a party. &lt;br /&gt;30.Done drugs. &lt;br /&gt;31.Played strip poker. &lt;br /&gt;32.Got paid to strip for someone. &lt;br /&gt;33.Ran away from home. &lt;br /&gt;34.Broken a bone. &lt;br /&gt;35.Eaten sushi. &lt;br /&gt;36.Bought porn. &lt;br /&gt;37.Watched porn. &lt;br /&gt;38.Made porn. &lt;br /&gt;39.Had a crush on someone of the same sex. &lt;br /&gt;40.Been in love. &lt;br /&gt;41.Frenched kissed. &lt;br /&gt;42.Laughed so hard you cried. &lt;br /&gt;43.Cried yourself to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;44.Laughed yourself to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;45.Stabbed yourself. &lt;br /&gt;46.Shot a gun. &lt;br /&gt;47.Trash talked someone and then acted like their best friend the next day. &lt;br /&gt;48.Watched TV for 9 consecutive hours. &lt;br /&gt;49.Been online for 9 consecutive hours. &lt;br /&gt;50.Watched an animal die. &lt;br /&gt;51.Watched a person die. &lt;br /&gt;52.Kissed and/or messed around somewhere with at least 1 person present. &lt;br /&gt;53.Pranked somebody. &lt;br /&gt;54.Put somebody in the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;55.Snuck into someone's room and/or your own room after being out. &lt;br /&gt;56.Kissed somebody of the same sex. &lt;br /&gt;57.Dressed punk. &lt;br /&gt;58.Dressed goth. &lt;br /&gt;59.Dressed preppy. &lt;br /&gt;60.Been to a motocross race. &lt;br /&gt;61.Avoided somebody. &lt;br /&gt;62.Been stalked. &lt;br /&gt;63.Stalked someone. &lt;br /&gt;64.Met a celebrity. &lt;br /&gt;65.Played an instrument. &lt;br /&gt;66.Ridden a horse. &lt;br /&gt;67.Cut yourself. &lt;br /&gt;68.Bungee jumped. &lt;br /&gt;69.Ding dong ditched somebody. &lt;br /&gt;70.Been to a wild party. &lt;br /&gt;71.Got caught stealing something. &lt;br /&gt;72.Kicked a guy in the balls. &lt;br /&gt;73.Stolen a boyfriend/girlfriend from a friend. &lt;br /&gt;74.Went out with your friend's crush. &lt;br /&gt;75.Got arrested. &lt;br /&gt;76.Been pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;77.Babysat. &lt;br /&gt;78.Been to another country. &lt;br /&gt;79.Started your house on fire. &lt;br /&gt;80.Had an encounter with a ghost. &lt;br /&gt;81.Donated your hair to cancer patients. &lt;br /&gt;82.Been asked out by someone that you never though you'd to be asked out by. &lt;br /&gt;83.Cried over a member of the opposite sex. &lt;br /&gt;84.Had a boyfriend/girlfriend for over 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;85.Sat on your ass all day. &lt;br /&gt;86.Ate a whole carton of ice cream all by yourself. &lt;br /&gt;87.Had a job. &lt;br /&gt;88.Gotten cut from a sports team. &lt;br /&gt;89.Been called a wh0re. &lt;br /&gt;90.Danced like a wh0re. &lt;br /&gt;91.Been mistaken for a celebrity. &lt;br /&gt;92.Been in a car accident. &lt;br /&gt;93.Been told you have beautiful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;94.Been told you have beautiful hair. &lt;br /&gt;95.Raped somebody. &lt;br /&gt;96.Danced in the rain. &lt;br /&gt;97.Been rejected. &lt;br /&gt;98.Walked out of a restaurant without paying. &lt;br /&gt;99.Punched someone/slapped someone in the face. &lt;br /&gt;100.Been raped.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of this has gt nothing to do with what virgins do tho..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114157594236701839?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114148440140492718</id><published>2006-03-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:00:03.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>niceeee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;爱情城堡 CYNDI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱上你了　习惯有你了&lt;br /&gt;依偎在你身边　又是幸福的一天&lt;br /&gt;你抱的我越紧　我越害怕失去你&lt;br /&gt;身边好多失恋情侣　也曾经那麽靠近&lt;br /&gt;爱情城堡里面　谁的魔力最深&lt;br /&gt;有谁可以爱著谁永远不变&lt;br /&gt;爱情城堡里面　哪个王子最真&lt;br /&gt;你会不会爱上别人&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月亮睡了　星星笑开了&lt;br /&gt;我一个人祈祷　你对我说过的话&lt;br /&gt;通通变成心跳　永远不会消失掉&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论遇到什麽困难　不会怕只要有你在&lt;br /&gt;爱情城堡里面　谁的魔力最深&lt;br /&gt;有谁可以爱著谁永远不变&lt;br /&gt;爱情城堡里面　哪个王子最真&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你会不会改变　好怕感觉不见&lt;br /&gt;Oh?baby　好想要停住时间&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;勾勾手 郭美美&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心　被海风吹过 &lt;br /&gt;咸咸的自由　还隐隐作痛 &lt;br /&gt;当太阳沉没我们的故事　全剧终 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伤　被时间追过 &lt;br /&gt;今天的自由　是一道彩虹 &lt;br /&gt;带我迎接明天最亮的晴空 &lt;br /&gt;抹乾眼泪往前走 &lt;br /&gt;用微笑召唤幸福海鸥 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们勾勾手　不准不快乐 &lt;br /&gt;就把舍不得　都丢进回忆的黑洞尘封 &lt;br /&gt;我们勾勾手　如果遇见更好的人 &lt;br /&gt;一定要更坚强　勇敢去追求 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们勾勾手　要比谁都快乐 &lt;br /&gt;就把舍不得　都丢进成长的黑洞尘封 &lt;br /&gt;我们勾勾手　如果遇见更好的人 &lt;br /&gt;一定要更坚强　勇敢去追求&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定更坚强把爱　勇敢追求 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice nice songs=)&lt;br /&gt;hope the second one wont apply to me tho=)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱是你眼里的一首情歌 郭美美&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总是不经意的想起　你喜欢哼的那首歌曲 &lt;br /&gt;一样温柔低吟　依旧牵动我的心 &lt;br /&gt;我曾经寻寻觅觅　想在文字里寻找爱情 &lt;br /&gt;才发现最美的诗句　原来都在你眸里 &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱是你眼里的一首情歌　轻扬著飘逸旋律 &lt;br /&gt;让我不知不觉的陶醉在　你缠绕的深情 &lt;br /&gt;爱是你眼里的一首情歌　轻拨弄我的心弦 &lt;br /&gt;让我不由自主更　深爱著你&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114148440140492718?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114148440140492718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114148440140492718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114148440140492718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114148440140492718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/niceeee.html' title='niceeee!!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114122773541883318</id><published>2006-03-01T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:42:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha!~!</title><content type='html'>HER DIARY&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night - I thought he was acting weird. We&lt;br /&gt;had made plans to meet at a&lt;br /&gt;cafe to have some coffee. I was shopping with my&lt;br /&gt;friends all day long, so I&lt;br /&gt;thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit&lt;br /&gt;late, but he made no&lt;br /&gt;comment.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we&lt;br /&gt;go somewhere quiet so we&lt;br /&gt;could talk, he agreed but he kept quiet and absent.&lt;br /&gt;I asked him what was&lt;br /&gt;wrong - he said, "Nothing."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.&lt;br /&gt;He said it had nothing to do with me and not to&lt;br /&gt;worry.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I told him that I loved him, he&lt;br /&gt;simply smiled and kept&lt;br /&gt;driving.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he&lt;br /&gt;didn't say, "I love you,&lt;br /&gt;too."&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if&lt;br /&gt;he wanted nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;with me anymore.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed&lt;br /&gt;distant and absent.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;later he came to bed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I&lt;br /&gt;decided to confront him&lt;br /&gt;with the situation but he had fallen asleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are with someone&lt;br /&gt;else.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is a disaster.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS DIARY&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Manchester United lost the match. DAMN&lt;br /&gt;IT.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!!phucking funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114122773541883318?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114122773541883318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114122773541883318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114122773541883318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114122773541883318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha.html' title='haha!~!'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12423766.post-114122684789100285</id><published>2006-03-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:21:18.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wordy texts</title><content type='html'>the way you jest around with her breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;kicks my stomach and ties it in a knot.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i want you as a posession,&lt;br /&gt;just that you're my conviction&lt;br /&gt;and i think i can't do without you.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;what more?&lt;br /&gt;what pain lies&lt;br /&gt;after and before?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once or twice,&lt;br /&gt;take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;don't try to be nice,&lt;br /&gt;cos i really don't need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12423766-114122684789100285?l=tiggerith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/feeds/114122684789100285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12423766&amp;postID=114122684789100285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114122684789100285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12423766/posts/default/114122684789100285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerith.blogspot.com/2006/03/wordy-texts.html' title='wordy texts'/><author><name>van=)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05152904307978080021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/234/5651/640/bigeyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
