<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:51:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee siann</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3837171982488111771</id><published>2007-12-10T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:13.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ballet concert</title><content type='html'>Proof that Sze-Ern and Becky Liu are such cam whores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weIiS3CtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6E_XOIx-C3s/s1600-h/P1000366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weIiS3CtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6E_XOIx-C3s/s320/P1000366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142018006543960786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJCS3CuI/AAAAAAAAANE/xURimQJeAaM/s1600-h/P1000367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJCS3CuI/AAAAAAAAANE/xURimQJeAaM/s320/P1000367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142018015133895394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BEST, win already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJSS3CvI/AAAAAAAAANM/crNioJpfIgw/s1600-h/P1000230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJSS3CvI/AAAAAAAAANM/crNioJpfIgw/s320/P1000230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142018019428862706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Liu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJiS3CwI/AAAAAAAAANU/VXy3KDe6MjI/s1600-h/P1000305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weJiS3CwI/AAAAAAAAANU/VXy3KDe6MjI/s320/P1000305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142018023723830018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More advanced, with close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weICS3CsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HtPI1RCXrGc/s1600-h/P1000249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weICS3CsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HtPI1RCXrGc/s320/P1000249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142017997954026178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Combine Forces! (That's a fry in becky's mouth, yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so right, we decided to play AMTM shots, but I was photographer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whHSS3CxI/AAAAAAAAANc/GM1sHFZDDiw/s1600-h/P1000337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whHSS3CxI/AAAAAAAAANc/GM1sHFZDDiw/s320/P1000337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021283604007698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whHyS3CyI/AAAAAAAAANk/JPXnQidvGqk/s1600-h/P1000345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whHyS3CyI/AAAAAAAAANk/JPXnQidvGqk/s320/P1000345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021292193942306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mocca.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whICS3CzI/AAAAAAAAANs/vP51nq-23BU/s1600-h/P1000347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whICS3CzI/AAAAAAAAANs/vP51nq-23BU/s320/P1000347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021296488909618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BOXING! (one of the antm episodes :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenotes, the 3 of them look like a sze-ern sandwich, cos it's becky (Lim), ern , becky (Liu)!&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, I joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whIiS3C0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Pz0FAPeLnGY/s1600-h/P1000348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whIiS3C0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/Pz0FAPeLnGY/s320/P1000348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021305078844226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sports Girls advertising for umbrella*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whIyS3C1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/8B3rm20bnL0/s1600-h/P1000349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1whIyS3C1I/AAAAAAAAAN8/8B3rm20bnL0/s320/P1000349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142021309373811538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepy girl advertising for water*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE, AM I RIGHT? AM I RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I'M RIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3837171982488111771?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3837171982488111771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3837171982488111771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3837171982488111771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3837171982488111771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/12/ballet-concert.html' title='ballet concert'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/R1weIiS3CtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6E_XOIx-C3s/s72-c/P1000366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8024274033067499283</id><published>2007-11-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:47:55.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;night safari: I miss so badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keepers were all so nice(or secretly nice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balu, Puka(?), Hedgehogs, wolves, Suria, hyeanas; striped, not spotted, otters, hog deers; all 64.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind hosing faeces, just didn't like stepping on them without wellingtons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8024274033067499283?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8024274033067499283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8024274033067499283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8024274033067499283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8024274033067499283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/11/night-safari.html' title='night safari'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6970132837017443179</id><published>2007-11-16T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:19:34.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>educational shit video</title><content type='html'>Here's a hilarious video on teaching your kids how to use the toilet(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFVoLz88hiU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFVoLz88hiU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's a cute little stool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHALALALA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6970132837017443179?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6970132837017443179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6970132837017443179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6970132837017443179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6970132837017443179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/11/educational-shit-video.html' title='educational shit video'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-623890549948685834</id><published>2007-11-15T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:34:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>across the universe</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged for a really long time. (oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I REALLY WANNA WATCH ACROSS THE UNIVERSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQ6d3m-GFyw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bQ6d3m-GFyw&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so whimsical and has that essence of beatlemania&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;I have zero idea if it's even coming to Singapore though, I'll think not.&lt;br /&gt;BUT MUST WATCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/acrosstheuniverse/clipspage/"&gt;official website of Across the Universe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala, I am the walrus! (if you will be the eggman)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-623890549948685834?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/623890549948685834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=623890549948685834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/623890549948685834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/623890549948685834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/11/across-universe.html' title='across the universe'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6980119549318897445</id><published>2007-09-22T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spider solitaire</title><content type='html'>You know how pathetic your life has become when microsoft's spider solitaire has managed to have this bizarre control over your procrastinating soul, making you hopelessly obsessed with this crazily addictive game.&lt;br /&gt;I spent close to one hour trying to play this one particularly hard game and restarting the game all over again everytime I had no more moves left. loser i know, but so addictive. But since i've won this really hard game, I think I don't have that pressing urge to keep playing anymore, THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out, fireworks to my success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RvTJNaE4XOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WjpjJkawzUg/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RvTJNaE4XOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WjpjJkawzUg/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112932709147630818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my brother's been infected by the obsession, he's playing it on the lap top next to me. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6980119549318897445?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6980119549318897445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6980119549318897445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6980119549318897445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6980119549318897445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/spider-solitaire.html' title='spider solitaire'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RvTJNaE4XOI/AAAAAAAAAMs/WjpjJkawzUg/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3736464327294764223</id><published>2007-09-19T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:44:49.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dew's menu</title><content type='html'>So during Chinese lesson today, I don’t know how it started by Dew was creating a food menu from duck’s cat file that has a few somewhat disturbing images of cartoon cat dishes. So she started writing stuff like cat siew mai and cat miso soup. So anyway, Duck decided to do some Dew food menu which Debby and I contributed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dewtifully Dew&lt;br /&gt;The Dew meals: Dew (d’you) eat Dew?&lt;br /&gt;Dew’s Medew (menu) for the Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.       Dewnu (Tuna) Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;2.       Honey Bunny Dew Sago&lt;br /&gt;3.       Mountain Fountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;4.       Dunkin Dewnut (Donut)&lt;br /&gt;5.       Dewrian(durian)  puff with redewced(reduced) sugar&lt;br /&gt;6.       Dumpling dew&lt;br /&gt;7.       Dew (Siew) Mai&lt;br /&gt;8.       Char Kway Dew&lt;br /&gt;9.       Kong Bah Dew&lt;br /&gt;10.   Dewberry Jam Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;11.   Dewlip (tulip) cake&lt;br /&gt;12.   Dew &amp;amp; Co. (Fish and Chips)&lt;br /&gt;13.   Char Dew (Siew) Pau&lt;br /&gt;14.   Xiao Ying Xian (long) Bao&lt;br /&gt;15.   Haagen Dew&lt;br /&gt;16.   Ben &amp;amp; Dew’s (Ben and Jerry’s) ice cream&lt;br /&gt;17.   Godewa (Godiva) Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;18.   Mcdewnald (Mcdonald)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dew Dishes&lt;br /&gt;1.       Sanora (Samosa)&lt;br /&gt;2.       Ying Xiang Pau (lianrongpau, sigh, duck)&lt;br /&gt;3.       Cheryl Sawt (salt) &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Each meal comes with a main course, a cup of Mountain Dew and a Ben &amp;amp; Dew’s ice cream. *While dew lasts, promotion dew 22 dewcember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;**This is a Dewty free restaurant, with no DST charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, right? Okay. The table is infested with big black ants. Save me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3736464327294764223?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3736464327294764223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3736464327294764223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3736464327294764223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3736464327294764223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/dews-menu.html' title='dew&apos;s menu'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4884519399662932750</id><published>2007-09-15T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:14.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110345064514589826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RuuXwqoQFII/AAAAAAAAAMc/56EuV4Xax-I/s320/history_boys_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;History boys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so good considering no hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why can't our classes be like Hector's?&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, 'cos got NO TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RuuXw6oQFJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qlwqUzqZbfA/s1600-h/boyst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110345068809557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="184" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RuuXw6oQFJI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qlwqUzqZbfA/s320/boyst.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like Scripps(Jamie Parker, 2nd from right) best. But I keep confusing him with Lockwood(Andrew Knott, red shoes).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4884519399662932750?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4884519399662932750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4884519399662932750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4884519399662932750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4884519399662932750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/history-boys.html' title='history boys'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RuuXwqoQFII/AAAAAAAAAMc/56EuV4Xax-I/s72-c/history_boys_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6430359556511722857</id><published>2007-09-02T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teacher's day 07</title><content type='html'>teacher's day '07= awesome stuff.&lt;br /&gt;L.aff.les/ B/oys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY3zrQ8nI/AAAAAAAAAKc/P2C6wuWnpPA/s1600-h/DSC04116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY3zrQ8nI/AAAAAAAAAKc/P2C6wuWnpPA/s320/DSC04116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105631580853957234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li'm Bo/on T.at don't ask.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY3jrQ8mI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zjVn7gR_JeM/s1600-h/DSC04133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY3jrQ8mI/AAAAAAAAAKU/zjVn7gR_JeM/s320/DSC04133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105631576558989922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when PANT.EE wanted to answer the biological question on periods. kids, keep your eyes on a particular math teacher on the extreme left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY4DrQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VIWg4SoODCE/s1600-h/DSC04124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY4DrQ8oI/AAAAAAAAAKk/VIWg4SoODCE/s320/DSC04124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105631585148924546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All hail, Y.eo what's up is here. love the bag and shoes. &lt;33!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfzrQ8tI/AAAAAAAAALM/IS6-MJOiEIQ/s1600-h/DSC04155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfzrQ8tI/AAAAAAAAALM/IS6-MJOiEIQ/s320/DSC04155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635566583608018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chang with box of curry puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfjrQ8sI/AAAAAAAAALE/fb5Yswl-lJc/s1600-h/DSC04156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfjrQ8sI/AAAAAAAAALE/fb5Yswl-lJc/s320/DSC04156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635562288640706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"OLD CHA/NG K,EE, WHAT ARE YOU EATING?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcgDrQ8uI/AAAAAAAAALU/t7ZDVwcU4S8/s1600-h/DSC04157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcgDrQ8uI/AAAAAAAAALU/t7ZDVwcU4S8/s320/DSC04157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635570878575330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so cute! -scurries and hides behind back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY4jrQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VXLTUT3MOdU/s1600-h/DSC04151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY4jrQ8qI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VXLTUT3MOdU/s320/DSC04151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105631593738859170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really! bery urgent!"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfTrQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YCfAgJeB8jA/s1600-h/DSC04153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcfTrQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YCfAgJeB8jA/s320/DSC04153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635557993673394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Didn't you know? Good things come in pairs!" -its a math thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtriWjrQ82I/AAAAAAAAAMU/isMWOFcLQB8/s1600-h/DSC04139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtriWjrQ82I/AAAAAAAAAMU/isMWOFcLQB8/s320/DSC04139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105642004739584866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class booking for eating in class!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcgTrQ8vI/AAAAAAAAALc/ojqGCKDWzN4/s1600-h/DSC04163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrcgTrQ8vI/AAAAAAAAALc/ojqGCKDWzN4/s320/DSC04163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105635575173542642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class booking for  not handing in geog assignments.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefDrQ8wI/AAAAAAAAALk/nxfBiDxHaDc/s1600-h/DSC04177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefDrQ8wI/AAAAAAAAALk/nxfBiDxHaDc/s320/DSC04177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105637752721961730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class booking III, dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefTrQ8xI/AAAAAAAAALs/hhEn_jw1Mi0/s1600-h/DSC04182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefTrQ8xI/AAAAAAAAALs/hhEn_jw1Mi0/s320/DSC04182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105637757016929042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" Sorry Ms G.oh, stomach ache"&lt;br /&gt;"And I got bad migraine ah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefjrQ8yI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dJcW5HVujPw/s1600-h/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefjrQ8yI/AAAAAAAAAL0/dJcW5HVujPw/s320/DSC04186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105637761311896354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"CHANG DA MAN! so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefzrQ8zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/EZTjene0b-I/s1600-h/DSC04187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrefzrQ8zI/AAAAAAAAAL8/EZTjene0b-I/s320/DSC04187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105637765606863666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class booking for smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtregDrQ80I/AAAAAAAAAME/gKAagRNNC2M/s1600-h/DSC04191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtregDrQ80I/AAAAAAAAAME/gKAagRNNC2M/s320/DSC04191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105637769901830978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Ms Chri.stina from GO got involved. sneaky sneaky.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrfkDrQ81I/AAAAAAAAAMM/kKHK_Kg6cyQ/s1600-h/DSC04192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrfkDrQ81I/AAAAAAAAAMM/kKHK_Kg6cyQ/s320/DSC04192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105638938132935506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"KATI and JA.Son Bourne"&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN MY pantat OF A CAMERA RAN OUT OF SPACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, that day, school actually felt fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new found respect for male teachers. But, gotta admit, they were acting as themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6430359556511722857?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6430359556511722857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6430359556511722857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6430359556511722857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6430359556511722857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/teachers-day-07.html' title='teacher&apos;s day 07'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtrY3zrQ8nI/AAAAAAAAAKc/P2C6wuWnpPA/s72-c/DSC04116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8954571454146329917</id><published>2007-08-27T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:18.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hairspray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtKISjrQ8lI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0e_MDan8MEI/s1600-h/ClipArtHairSprayHomeLg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103291180159922770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtKISjrQ8lI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0e_MDan8MEI/s320/ClipArtHairSprayHomeLg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my ivory tower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life was just a hostess snack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now i've tasted chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i'm never going back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Penny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;OHTHELOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8954571454146329917?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8954571454146329917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8954571454146329917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8954571454146329917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8954571454146329917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/hairspray.html' title='hairspray'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RtKISjrQ8lI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0e_MDan8MEI/s72-c/ClipArtHairSprayHomeLg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8130177818905082457</id><published>2007-08-22T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:18.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Math teacher:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101468185586102818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="43" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RswOSTrQ8iI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/M0X7zDxWN2s/s320/DSC04051.JPG" width="35" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Math rep:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101468198471004722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="55" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RswOTDrQ8jI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/6EhePQE-WrI/s320/DSC04055.JPG" width="37" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's the radian of zero degrees?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101468215650873922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="31" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RswOUDrQ8kI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tKhNRGdkGqs/s320/DSC04036.JPG" width="26" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;*points and laugh at the enemy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8130177818905082457?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8130177818905082457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8130177818905082457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8130177818905082457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8130177818905082457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/math.html' title='math'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RswOSTrQ8iI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/M0X7zDxWN2s/s72-c/DSC04051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-1043863087026486005</id><published>2007-08-20T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T13:06:53.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM2</title><content type='html'>GUESS WHO JUST WATCHED HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyuk hyuk, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, very grease. Choreo: wow. Ashley Tisdale's legs: wow. The part where Troy (Zac Afron) sings along, very grease/JustinTimberlakewannabe/Backstreetboys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be a 3. wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-1043863087026486005?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1043863087026486005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=1043863087026486005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/1043863087026486005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/1043863087026486005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/hsm2.html' title='HSM2'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8051924002568314657</id><published>2007-08-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:23:09.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>julian pavone</title><content type='html'>I am so in love with this drummer toddler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julian Pavone reality show tv trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBK0pphzX38"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBK0pphzX38" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanna join my band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8051924002568314657?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8051924002568314657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8051924002568314657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8051924002568314657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8051924002568314657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/julian-pavone.html' title='julian pavone'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3551646783785199021</id><published>2007-08-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:19.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chew picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RsQjszrQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uTrfEUCu3dQ/s1600-h/DSC04012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RsQjszrQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uTrfEUCu3dQ/s320/DSC04012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099239930783134226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, seize the day with a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;andnotgetcaughthahaboey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3551646783785199021?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3551646783785199021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3551646783785199021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3551646783785199021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3551646783785199021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/chew-picture.html' title='chew picture'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RsQjszrQ8hI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uTrfEUCu3dQ/s72-c/DSC04012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6733184824992626437</id><published>2007-07-29T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:53:57.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Musical</title><content type='html'>High School Musical on Channel 5 just now was like a bloody karaoke. I know they call it a 'sing- a- long', but all that's missing is the little red ball bouncing on the words and a mike. Can someone please explain to me what the hell walt disney has turned into?&lt;br /&gt;What happened to good old mickey mouse? Oops, I guess kids nowadays are too sophisticated for simple cartoons. Even kiddy shows (yes, kiddy. it's disney, come on.) have to be so hollywood- ified that it isn't even innocent even more. Yes, and people question why kids are growing up too fast.&lt;br /&gt;The movie is such a rip-pff Grease. Grease is like the epitome of movies during the seventies. Everyone informed knows grease lightning. sia la. The songs and the lyrics were actually cool and not wannabe politically correct. It is ORIGINAL. HSM is just a lousy mock up cos the stuff disney and nickelodean produces for kids nowadays are just so seh. It's just all so repetitive. And seriously, the things they produce are just cool, like engaging, but not smart, like intellectual. Look at HSM songs for instance: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling so wrong&lt;br /&gt;My head's in the game&lt;br /&gt;But my heart's in the song&lt;br /&gt;She makes this feel so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SPOKEN)&lt;br /&gt;Should I go  for it&lt;br /&gt;Better shake this,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it this way, which jock would use 'yikes' you tell me? whatever with an F seems more like it. The word 'yikes' just makes me picture an adult sitting at a desk,  penning the words down. Not that cool if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, what is wrong with these people with coming up with a sequel. omg. like why are they exploiting consumers with their pathetic, lame, unoriginal ideas in creating another movie? oh yea, cos they know that people are bound to buy into the whole concept of the cinderella story. And whatthehell if they're gonna make it a trilogy. I"ll so watch it if Troy gets Gabriella pregnant, which is entirely possible if they were to reflect the truth in the society. But heck, this is just another modern day fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I"m not saying that this movie is ENTIRELY bad, 'cos ironically,  I do admit, I enjoyed it and  I can sing the songs. The dancers were good, the fact is that America DOES HAVE talent. Also, who doesn't like a bit of make believe every once in a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ack, I have so much more against this whole concept, but it's late and doesn't really matter if anyone reads this. so yea, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6733184824992626437?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6733184824992626437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6733184824992626437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6733184824992626437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6733184824992626437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4374368951573209907</id><published>2007-07-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:20.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math and sakae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDMLuNw7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Kn7b9y4TLOI/s1600-h/math3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDMLuNw7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Kn7b9y4TLOI/s400/math3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885836535710642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math test.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDL7uNw6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/T0a5A8gazbI/s1600-h/math2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDL7uNw6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/T0a5A8gazbI/s400/math2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885832240743330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDLruNw5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/gwEF5_MFWik/s1600-h/math1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDLruNw5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/gwEF5_MFWik/s400/math1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885827945776018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDMruNw8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/mBVOu4FyK5A/s1600-h/math4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDMruNw8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/mBVOu4FyK5A/s400/math4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091885845125645250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So screwed, so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoEwbuNw-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/uxAiZwY1WJ0/s1600-h/sakaebuffet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoEwbuNw-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/uxAiZwY1WJ0/s320/sakaebuffet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091887558817596386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moving on to happier things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoFtruNxAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-tjY3uCeAJI/s1600-h/sakaebuffet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoFtruNxAI/AAAAAAAAAJk/-tjY3uCeAJI/s320/sakaebuffet3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091888611084583938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora's li'l babies.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoEv7uNw9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/r3FV070ps1E/s1600-h/sakaebuffet1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoEv7uNw9I/AAAAAAAAAJM/r3FV070ps1E/s320/sakaebuffet1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091887550227661778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's way more than that actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4374368951573209907?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4374368951573209907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4374368951573209907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4374368951573209907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4374368951573209907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/math-and-sakae.html' title='math and sakae'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RqoDMLuNw7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Kn7b9y4TLOI/s72-c/math3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3549009638310803018</id><published>2007-07-17T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:05:31.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neighbours dog</title><content type='html'>neighbour's dog ran into the house just!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got advancement ah.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3549009638310803018?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3549009638310803018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3549009638310803018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3549009638310803018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3549009638310803018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/neighbours-dog.html' title='neighbours dog'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-2844015172056909516</id><published>2007-07-14T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:20.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiVzmxQaBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PjAL9nmGIkM/s1600-h/%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiVzmxQaBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PjAL9nmGIkM/s400/%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086980492927985682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went for SEX, LOVE and YOU. That talk was just so Unhappening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiV0WxQaDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_ml94Grrtfo/s1600-h/%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiV0WxQaDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_ml94Grrtfo/s400/%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086980505812887602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caught in the act ah, Lisa Phua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUS2xQaAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TACKusmqItU/s1600-h/%2875%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUS2xQaAI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TACKusmqItU/s400/%2875%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086978830775642114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just put this picture up 'cos Moo looked like a pouting granny. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSLmxQZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KPKcJ2sZwvc/s1600-h/%2837%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSLmxQZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KPKcJ2sZwvc/s400/%2837%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086976507198334930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, all Waddlians should go vote for Debby Wong Zhan Yi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiXhGxQaEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fQFqEsaNwZc/s1600-h/%2847%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiXhGxQaEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fQFqEsaNwZc/s400/%2847%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086982374123661378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Debby. (: Okay, kinda blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUR2xQZ-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/zVYLp4uFLns/s1600-h/%2853%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUR2xQZ-I/AAAAAAAAAH0/zVYLp4uFLns/s400/%2853%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086978813595772898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Debby too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUSWxQZ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/a0yMtSzPe48/s1600-h/%2842%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiUSWxQZ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/a0yMtSzPe48/s400/%2842%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086978822185707506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Debby the tan chinadude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSKmxQZ7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/1iru4zcfjnI/s1600-h/%2834%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSKmxQZ7I/AAAAAAAAAHc/1iru4zcfjnI/s400/%2834%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086976490018465714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember kids, VOTE DEBBY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSLGxQZ8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/tUxkp9Cbevs/s1600-h/%2835%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiSLGxQZ8I/AAAAAAAAAHk/tUxkp9Cbevs/s400/%2835%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086976498608400322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, vote Debby to be your Waddle House captain for 2008. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-2844015172056909516?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2844015172056909516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=2844015172056909516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2844015172056909516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2844015172056909516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/class-pictures.html' title='class pictures'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RpiVzmxQaBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/PjAL9nmGIkM/s72-c/%284%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8171708770514296878</id><published>2007-07-07T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:52:39.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! (eventhoughireallyhopeyoudon'treadthis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought my mom's birthday was cool. But anyway someone born on the 8th of august will get all that limelight anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so today's live earth huh. Here's what I agree abbourrit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://becauseiamnotarobot.blogspot.com/"&gt;becausei'mnotarobot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, what better way to reverse the process of global warming, than to  have 9 mega concerts in the span of a day? Applause please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I'm so  fucking sure it doesn't use up electricity(which coincidentally produces quite a  heck lot of carbon dioxide), noise pollution, and litter. These new age hippies  and the celebrities that they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whoreship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; believe that a concert can teach people to  reduce, reuse and recycle. Who are you trying to kid?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becauseilovemybrother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8171708770514296878?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8171708770514296878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8171708770514296878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8171708770514296878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8171708770514296878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-mom-eventhoughireallyhop.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3808620034222960131</id><published>2007-07-01T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:07:45.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>OH CRAP, MY PICTURES FOLDER ON MY COM WENT MISSING. ACK, ALL PHOTOS GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ineedmyhairtogrowquick.&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly regret chopping it, butbutbutbut, i miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3808620034222960131?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3808620034222960131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3808620034222960131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3808620034222960131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3808620034222960131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4982037109297471712</id><published>2007-06-22T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T15:48:54.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take good care of my baby</title><content type='html'>Since i started this blog, I swore never to post up any song lyrics as blog posts. Like those  blogs where they put up all those emo tw/itish songs just to show how they feel after they just broke up with their "dear/ korkor/ dada" whatever. But TODAY, I MAKE AN EXCEPTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with the Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take good care of my Baby; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" class="txt_1"&gt;My tears are falling&lt;br /&gt;'cos you've taken her away.&lt;br /&gt;And though it really hurts me so,&lt;br /&gt;there something that I got to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;please don't ever make her blue.&lt;br /&gt;Just tell her that you love her&lt;br /&gt;make sure you're thinking of her&lt;br /&gt;in everything you say and do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;now don't you ever make her cry.&lt;br /&gt;Just let your love surround her,&lt;br /&gt;paint rainbows all around her,&lt;br /&gt;don't let her see the cloudy sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;that little girl was mine.&lt;br /&gt;If I had been true&lt;br /&gt;I know she'd never been with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;be just as kind as you can be.&lt;br /&gt;And if you should discover&lt;br /&gt;that you don't really love her&lt;br /&gt;just send my baby back home to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;be just as kind as you can be.&lt;br /&gt;And if you should discover&lt;br /&gt;that you don't really love her&lt;br /&gt;just send my baby back home to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;take good care of my baby,&lt;br /&gt;take good care of my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There, I did it. So there, people should start reminiscing and listen to good music from where all them t.wit/s parade their wannabe vintage.&lt;br /&gt;y'know, I may actually be doing this again soon. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4982037109297471712?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4982037109297471712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4982037109297471712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4982037109297471712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4982037109297471712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-good-care-of-my-baby.html' title='take good care of my baby'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-2185447170036227533</id><published>2007-06-21T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:55:02.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rants</title><content type='html'>I just made pancakes that taste kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to finish reading FRANKIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get the image of the fat ugly guy at shaw groping the runaway bride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-2185447170036227533?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2185447170036227533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=2185447170036227533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2185447170036227533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2185447170036227533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/rants.html' title='rants'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-7790566526135066607</id><published>2007-06-20T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T21:16:49.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doggie lost and found</title><content type='html'>The most hilarious thing just happened just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and I went out to buy dinner and when we came home and were about to enter the house, Sandy was like " Eh! Your neighbour's dog!" I turned around and saw this cute li'l Shih Tzu.&lt;br /&gt;Like, OMG. Cuteness central cos it entered my house and started sniffing around, it like wobbled to the balcony. Then my brother picked it up by the armpits and it just stared back WITHOUT BARKING totallyunlikethebastardmuttthatlivesbloodynextdoor. *cue: AWWWW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, so daddy sent sandy and I over to her cousin's home and left my brother at the ground level to find the owner. Then when we came home after like 10 mins, my brother found the owner. Apparently, Prince, the furball, belongs to the new Indian neighbours who live on the same level as us, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-7790566526135066607?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7790566526135066607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=7790566526135066607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7790566526135066607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7790566526135066607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/doggie-lost-and-found.html' title='doggie lost and found'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-1532266855826641578</id><published>2007-06-16T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:46:42.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover.</title><content type='html'>ERN IS OVER FOR SLEEPOVER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a decree from QUEEN WEE SIAN to the whole wide world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DO NOT WATCH THE MOVIE 'SLEEPOVER&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF YOU WANNA WASTE YOUR TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, most pointless movie ever, it beats all those pointless Disney movies hands down. Disney movies still have the special ability to make you wanna watch cos the people look good in it. The people in the movie were all FAT AND DISGUSTING.&lt;br /&gt;waste time, money, energy and brain juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, szeerntan doesn't choose good movies to rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. Now its time to watch my pick: THE NOTEBOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilovemynewblue10.9samsung(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-1532266855826641578?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1532266855826641578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=1532266855826641578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/1532266855826641578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/1532266855826641578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepover.html' title='sleepover.'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4610076769515226554</id><published>2007-06-14T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:41:37.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough</title><content type='html'>feeling sick sucks, but even though I know i'm gonnna feel even more sick, i'm still sitting in front of the computer eating post waffles crisps. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4610076769515226554?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4610076769515226554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4610076769515226554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4610076769515226554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4610076769515226554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/cough.html' title='cough'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6261746055143662770</id><published>2007-06-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:21.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bai</title><content type='html'>This is not good. Sitting in front of the computer everyday and eating so late. I just ate and ate and ate the whole time sitting here tonight, NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of press 23 and a half is overseas. NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai is overseas too I think, so I stayed up till 3 to do chinese for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmLpyRsLIhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1JIvvAB_dSI/s1600-h/bai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmLpyRsLIhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1JIvvAB_dSI/s400/bai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071873180324012562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm missing you): gag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6261746055143662770?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6261746055143662770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6261746055143662770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6261746055143662770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6261746055143662770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/bai.html' title='bai'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmLpyRsLIhI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1JIvvAB_dSI/s72-c/bai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-5516018818106549948</id><published>2007-06-01T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:25.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day trip to malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA5xhsLIVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RU6fxjX_m_k/s1600-h/JB+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA5xhsLIVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RU6fxjX_m_k/s400/JB+road.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071116703439200594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went into JB today (again) for a day trip with dad and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA5zxsLIWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oFCObomLjnQ/s1600-h/JB+motorcycles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA5zxsLIWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/oFCObomLjnQ/s400/JB+motorcycles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071116742093906274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out the number of motorcycles. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA51xsLIXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tDZ_YyojVwI/s1600-h/city+square.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA51xsLIXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tDZ_YyojVwI/s400/city+square.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071116776453644658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA53BsLIYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qhs2g5TRNNw/s1600-h/pelangi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA53BsLIYI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Qhs2g5TRNNw/s400/pelangi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071116797928481154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad bought this cool alien thing from a party store, 'cos he said the service was good. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9oRsLIZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pcKJOSquLXE/s1600-h/alien+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9oRsLIZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pcKJOSquLXE/s400/alien+toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120942571921810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9pRsLIbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kHBR2Vgy_d8/s1600-h/alien+eye+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9pRsLIbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kHBR2Vgy_d8/s400/alien+eye+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120959751791026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9oxsLIaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HY5GS2dykwE/s1600-h/alien+eye+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA9oxsLIaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/HY5GS2dykwE/s400/alien+eye+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120951161856418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;squishaye.&lt;br /&gt;The shopping ultimately sucked. for me. The only goodness innit was the food.&lt;br /&gt;Bak Kut Teh, I like(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJRsLIcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3pYXENk8O9I/s1600-h/JB+bak+kut+teh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJRsLIcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3pYXENk8O9I/s400/JB+bak+kut+teh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071123708530860482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Java Chip Frappe Blended Coffee;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJhsLIdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/C3hTORdbl1w/s1600-h/frappe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJhsLIdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/C3hTORdbl1w/s400/frappe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071123712825827794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dory Fish Grilled on a 400 degrees celcius volcanic stone;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAKxsLIgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SsIcN7lg2Cw/s1600-h/stone+grill+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAKxsLIgI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SsIcN7lg2Cw/s400/stone+grill+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071123734300664322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, the reason Malaysia is more glorious than Singapore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJxsLIeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/p_WMFst_mBI/s1600-h/dunkin%27+donuts+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 163px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAJxsLIeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/p_WMFst_mBI/s400/dunkin%27+donuts+box.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071123717120795106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAKhsLIfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/l1jyoROFO1U/s1600-h/dunkin%27+donuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 325px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmBAKhsLIfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/l1jyoROFO1U/s400/dunkin%27+donuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071123730005697010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dunkin' D***loveydovey Donuts! Buy 9 get 3 free, and I would gladly eat them all. But Dad beat me to it and stole one already. I'm going to bed now, so breakfast comes sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-5516018818106549948?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5516018818106549948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=5516018818106549948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5516018818106549948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5516018818106549948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-trip-to-malaysia.html' title='day trip to malaysia'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RmA5xhsLIVI/AAAAAAAAAFU/RU6fxjX_m_k/s72-c/JB+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6560424569790036987</id><published>2007-06-01T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T01:48:24.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2a.m. rants</title><content type='html'>2a.m. and working on Chinese essay. Ben doing random nonsense on the internet since 12 and I still have to finish the reaming 234762486/234762487 of my Chinese assignment. Xiao Bai is being unfair. I still need to sleep cos Dunkin' Donuts from across the causeway awaits tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Bah. But here I am blogging when everyone else in the house is asleep, gah. had to migrate over to this working computer from the other bigass slow com.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Shrek 3 is totally worth watching plus the soundtrack is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so mundane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6560424569790036987?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6560424569790036987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6560424569790036987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6560424569790036987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6560424569790036987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/2am-rants.html' title='2a.m. rants'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4303659473486303936</id><published>2007-05-30T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:02:44.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly betty season 1 finale</title><content type='html'>Wee Sian Teh Awesome has officially finished watching UGLY BETTY SEASON ONE.&lt;br /&gt;yessiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marc quote: "that was sooo yester&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ending was so sad/depressing/emo/uncool/argh/rawr/grah/makes me wanna watch more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;moving on to heroes and that 70's show and that 80's show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4303659473486303936?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4303659473486303936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4303659473486303936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4303659473486303936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4303659473486303936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/ugly-betty-season-1-finale.html' title='ugly betty season 1 finale'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-5307349054975127653</id><published>2007-05-21T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:26:48.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly betty</title><content type='html'>Had Don Pie for dinner, and it's just awesomistic yummee. I need to go walk off those calories. Tum tum is in BAD shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Betty is so juicy, OMT. Coolness times a million. I am so in love with Henry(the guy from accounting!) and Marc (Wilhelmina's gay assistant!). They are so CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"My bitch is back."&lt;/strong&gt; - Marc to Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" By the way, when you move into Daniel's office, I'm not sitting in Betty's old chair. &lt;em&gt;This bum, don't slum&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt; -Marc to Wilhelmina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Let's hit her with a bat and see if candy falls out."&lt;/strong&gt; - Marc to Amanda on Betty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" ... and these are the people who get the Jimmy Choo"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"huh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The boot."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"gone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Marc! talking to Amanda about what happens when Wilhelmina takes over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc is not THAT gay cos in episode 14- i'm coming out, he tried FLIRTING with a model. Female model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry is sooo cute with his geek jokes, but it's a pity I can't get his quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGLY BETTY IS TOTALLY CANDYSHOP COOLNESS. *desperate housewives tonight*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-5307349054975127653?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5307349054975127653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=5307349054975127653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5307349054975127653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5307349054975127653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/ugly-betty.html' title='ugly betty'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-660333014821597732</id><published>2007-05-19T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:25.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nehru</title><content type='html'>This is so loser, after exams and I'm actually BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE, WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE STUFF I WAS PLANNING TO DO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bloody forgot all of it. grah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;M'sia wasn't even fun&lt;/em&gt;. BAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loser sian just finished tuition and has nothing to do.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066212900931235554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rk7NypyB7uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/35rx2t7SLDI/s400/nehru.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OBS nehru(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the note the watch before us left behind. hahahaha. [notice that they were grouped by their CLASS. argh]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life sucks boredom now for weesian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-660333014821597732?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/660333014821597732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=660333014821597732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/660333014821597732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/660333014821597732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/nehru.html' title='nehru'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rk7NypyB7uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/35rx2t7SLDI/s72-c/nehru.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-7696343902398802090</id><published>2007-05-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:04:22.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORA</title><content type='html'>zomg. I am gonna kill those two annoying barking mutts of the weirdass neighbours. Or just gag 'em. (no offence, I like dogs and animals, just not the combination of owner +dog.) Not gonna be neighbours soon. Anyway, moving on to happier thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are OVER and I feel so- oh liberated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORA early in the morning, like that lorz.[bi/sha.n ga/y] Went out with nora, sandy, lynn, lisa, vicky and went to look for Mother's Day present. Vicky and Lisa got cool shirts. Then went to Heeren, Vicky left and Xianning came. Then had lunch, wanton mee two days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;Walked walked walked till everyone got tired. They went to breadtalk and Nora and I went to get my mom's gift done. They went and found a table for six. When Nora and I went to join them, they got like drinks and like bread. But THEY DID NOT ORDER ANYTHING FROM THE WAITOR. And then the waitor came around and asked for our orders, so I said we weren't done yet. And then we couldn't decide, cos we just want to sit down y'know and technically, we were patronising breadtalk, just not the transit part. Then we finally decided to just order ONE mango frappe. Then the waitor, who was obviosly pissed that we were just gonna sit there and not order anything came over and was like, so how many mango frappes would you like?&lt;br /&gt;"just one"&lt;br /&gt;okay, and he came with the bill and the mango frappe after a while. And we could see him bitching to the chef behind the clear clear glass! Then, the mango frappe tasted soooo goood, we decided to order one more, and when he came with the 2nd one, he came with ANOTHER BILL, which he combined with the previous one, then when he put down the drink, Sandy and I are DEAD SURE we heard him say &lt;strong&gt;hallelujah&lt;/strong&gt;. Then he came over with the menus again and put them on the table(to prevent us from buggging him for individual food items one by one?), Nora and the rest of them ALSO heard him say &lt;strong&gt;hallelujah&lt;/strong&gt;! It was so strangely odd, so when he came to collect the bill, I went,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" can i ask you a question?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"yes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"why did you say hallelujah just now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" I did? I just said I combine the receipts together what."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Someone else,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No, you said Hallelujah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"No I didn't"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Then what did you say just now whenyou put down the menu?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;" All I said was: I put the menu here. okay lor, I said hallelujah lor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when he came over to give us the change he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"maybe I was speaking in tongues"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRDNESS.&lt;br /&gt;Then when we left, I said, God bless you and have a nice day. NORA actually said AMITABHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then we went in search for the purple dress for her grandma's birthday bash. Then everyone left and we went to Zara. Shopping with those dance dolls are funness! Sandy left and Lynn and I dressed up as farmers and took farmer pictures and did farmer dances.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and stuff and we went home.&lt;3 ya doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was funness! And I need to go off now to remove some mysterious red residue on my thumbnail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-7696343902398802090?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7696343902398802090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=7696343902398802090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7696343902398802090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7696343902398802090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/ora.html' title='ORA'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-2346277552223201371</id><published>2007-05-10T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T14:54:00.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday after math paper</title><content type='html'>Everyone is free from exams today(: , except me.&lt;br /&gt;They changed the retest date to tomorrow. Like i will be in the mood to study? Gosh. The school and the way they think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad, 'cos obivously i'll just watch Veronica Mars and the sitcom after that on Channel 5, then walk around the house, and then watch the taiwanese drama that they showed eons ago about the two people and home dolphin place, then the korean drama after that, then whatever show that comes along the way and finally WENTWORTH MILLER ON PRISON BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee Sian, you have got no self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper lunch after school with larry(dew), duck, nora and debby. And I had SORE THROAT. Then deb started talking about some jumping record oh how they had to jump 15 metres, and then duck said something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;" I didn't like long jump"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and deb replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"got sandy panties"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"why do you wear saggy panties?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, what SS and Bio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks, I can't post a really cool acrobatic video.&lt;br /&gt;i'll try another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-2346277552223201371?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2346277552223201371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=2346277552223201371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2346277552223201371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2346277552223201371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyone-is-free-from-exams-today.html' title='thursday after math paper'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-3809088715282178838</id><published>2007-05-08T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T15:03:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after chem and hist</title><content type='html'>hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;omg, after chem and history now, all I can do is just laugh. It was quite funny, not sure why, but I feel so (: now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was so whatever. Fever on Sunday so couldn't go to sch for Bio and SS. I have to take it like NEXT WEEK. How to go M'sia this Sat? omggg. tell me abourrrit.&lt;br /&gt;I can't like fully go crazy on Thursday even though I end school earlier, just because I don't take Physics y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, to cheer myself up, I went for Gelare with larry, nora, duck, sandy and vicky today.&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, I feel pukish now. Too much waffles, too little stomach space.&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriend came and then we went to like burger king and Nora and I crowned a dustbin king. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Mars on tv now. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-3809088715282178838?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3809088715282178838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=3809088715282178838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3809088715282178838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/3809088715282178838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-chem-and-hist.html' title='after chem and hist'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-5008627296593757225</id><published>2007-04-30T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:25.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kimberley</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is a public announcement to wish KIM YIP,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so sorry for not getting you anything okay? But it's so near exams, hoho, hope you'll understand! Love ya! Stay pretty and innocent and Scarlett Johanssonistic! [sorry if this picture doesn't do enough justice for you(:]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059201230589856930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RjXktuSHDKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CboBmO02BkQ/s320/kim+resized+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;333333333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-5008627296593757225?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5008627296593757225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=5008627296593757225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5008627296593757225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5008627296593757225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/kimberley.html' title='kimberley'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RjXktuSHDKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/CboBmO02BkQ/s72-c/kim+resized+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-2353639745660762382</id><published>2007-04-28T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>britney spears</title><content type='html'>I just finished watching the ending bit of Crossroads starring the notoriously glamorous *cough* Britney Spears. She was so pleasing to look at in the past y'know? Let's see, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058474380389452930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RjNPpeSHDII/AAAAAAAAAEk/PP1bKCoRxuI/s320/britney+young.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So sweet and demure. Even though her voice kinda sucked, I never noticed in the past. She looked so innocent, and we were all so young. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;But people do change right? We should learn to accept everyone's flaws, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058474384684420242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RjNPpuSHDJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/p9JY0HML-t4/s320/britney+old.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT. I can't accept the whole bald, rehab, pregnancy issue things. It's gross and 'tis an eyesore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-2353639745660762382?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2353639745660762382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=2353639745660762382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2353639745660762382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2353639745660762382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/britney-spears.html' title='britney spears'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RjNPpeSHDII/AAAAAAAAAEk/PP1bKCoRxuI/s72-c/britney+young.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-6481407752028631905</id><published>2007-04-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:26:56.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye bye Tanglin CC. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;No more Syf practices till the next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy ladeedums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be free of the food hiatus that I've pledged upon my self!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-6481407752028631905?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6481407752028631905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=6481407752028631905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6481407752028631905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/6481407752028631905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/bye-bye-tanglin-cc.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4229193968560933392</id><published>2007-04-19T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:48:40.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm fantabiwosheely hap-happy!&lt;br /&gt;Ballet exam over? check. [x]&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA 2.4 over?  check. [x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But omg, I can't believe I started grand allegro with wrong foot. o.O GRAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY, COME QUICK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4229193968560933392?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4229193968560933392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4229193968560933392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4229193968560933392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4229193968560933392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-fantabiwosheely-hap-happy-ballet.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4147500619970958874</id><published>2007-04-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:19:02.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomrandomrandom</title><content type='html'>Heehaw!&lt;br /&gt;The Vitagen uncle just came over like half an hour ago. I like him. He's nice and old and he never fails to bring the drink filled with good bacteria over to my house! He's gonna come over again on Saturday with the vouchers! Yippee! Old people who make me happy= &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just looking at my calves just now, and I realised the look like pancakes. It's gross.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to Saturday, I'm gonna be happy as well, cos Ballet exam will be over, and maybe so will 2.4.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is free cone day! Yay 'cos I will be stuck at syf practice. Mighty awesome ain't it darls? To all the people out there getting free cones at B&amp;amp;J's, enjoy your ice-cream and later you'll be fat.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do homework. It's too difficult. My simple mind cannot comprehend the depth of the evolution of man. I'd like to think we didn't come from ugly single- celled organisms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4147500619970958874?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4147500619970958874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4147500619970958874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4147500619970958874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4147500619970958874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/randomrandomrandom.html' title='randomrandomrandom'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8037781483079532968</id><published>2007-04-10T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:33.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math pt</title><content type='html'>MATH PT IS SOOOOO OVER! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANNA DO MATH PT ALL OVER AGAIN WITHOUT THE MATH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[zaff's house] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did I mention that zaff's folks cook fantabby food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math= fun with zwan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaff; Wee sian; Afiqah; Nora&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJ1T554I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fikZ_SNxaWE/s1600-h/group+photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808597327603586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJ1T554I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fikZ_SNxaWE/s320/group+photo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhclT556I/AAAAAAAAABE/SeU1aPSUmqs/s1600-h/group+photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808919450150818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhclT556I/AAAAAAAAABE/SeU1aPSUmqs/s320/group+photo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;div&gt;major cam-whoring session after tea break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJlT551I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RTTAJey8mTY/s1600-h/drinking+from+watering+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808593032636242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJlT551I/AAAAAAAAAAc/RTTAJey8mTY/s320/drinking+from+watering+can.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wee sian, nora, afiqah thirsty thirsty thirsty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-FT56LI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yawweo1rfqg/s1600-h/nora+eating+mushroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051811693999024306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-FT56LI/AAAAAAAAADM/Yawweo1rfqg/s320/nora+eating+mushroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhdFT55-I/AAAAAAAAABk/7QTnRyL9vGQ/s1600-h/iqah+kissing+noddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808928040085474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhdFT55-I/AAAAAAAAABk/7QTnRyL9vGQ/s320/iqah+kissing+noddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxlT56SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2uSo9LI3vlM/s1600-h/wee+sian+eating+chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812578762287394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxlT56SI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2uSo9LI3vlM/s320/wee+sian+eating+chicken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhulg1T56TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fdBD9NqGLb4/s1600-h/zaff+eating+duck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051813390511106354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhulg1T56TI/AAAAAAAAAEM/fdBD9NqGLb4/s320/zaff+eating+duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were hungry and iqah was hungry for love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxFT56OI/AAAAAAAAADk/p-hlHeigjXs/s1600-h/preparing+for+take+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812570172352738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxFT56OI/AAAAAAAAADk/p-hlHeigjXs/s320/preparing+for+take+off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56EI/AAAAAAAAACU/7wGhY5BaUWM/s1600-h/landing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809933062432834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56EI/AAAAAAAAACU/7wGhY5BaUWM/s320/landing+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Preparing for take off [notice zaff behind]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiX1T56GI/AAAAAAAAACk/bfzhCB67zTI/s1600-h/landing+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809937357400162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiX1T56GI/AAAAAAAAACk/bfzhCB67zTI/s320/landing+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56FI/AAAAAAAAACc/VMm0aA4A0yw/s1600-h/landing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809933062432850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56FI/AAAAAAAAACc/VMm0aA4A0yw/s320/landing+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56FI/AAAAAAAAACc/VMm0aA4A0yw/s1600-h/landing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;picture failed]:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyVT56CI/AAAAAAAAACE/jd6URH6WhZU/s1600-h/jumping+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809293112305698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyVT56CI/AAAAAAAAACE/jd6URH6WhZU/s320/jumping+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyVT56DI/AAAAAAAAACM/sHOLLhoUkd0/s1600-h/jumping+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809293112305714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyVT56DI/AAAAAAAAACM/sHOLLhoUkd0/s320/jumping+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiX1T56GI/AAAAAAAAACk/bfzhCB67zTI/s1600-h/landing+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiXlT56FI/AAAAAAAAACc/VMm0aA4A0yw/s1600-h/landing+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyVT56DI/AAAAAAAAACM/sHOLLhoUkd0/s1600-h/jumping+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyFT56BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rCTpdW8mqbM/s1600-h/jumping+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809288817338386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhyFT56BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rCTpdW8mqbM/s320/jumping+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whee hee! Success!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhdFT559I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ci3MbrZJ-w4/s1600-h/iqah+funny+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808928040085458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhdFT559I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ci3MbrZJ-w4/s320/iqah+funny+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhxlT55_I/AAAAAAAAABs/DiwqTFezumM/s1600-h/iqah+pouting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809280227403762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhxlT55_I/AAAAAAAAABs/DiwqTFezumM/s320/iqah+pouting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhdFT559I/AAAAAAAAABc/Ci3MbrZJ-w4/s1600-h/iqah+funny+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, afiqah.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj91T56KI/AAAAAAAAADE/oB6K-NtdcF4/s1600-h/nora+and+zaff+on+swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051811689704056994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj91T56KI/AAAAAAAAADE/oB6K-NtdcF4/s320/nora+and+zaff+on+swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-FT56MI/AAAAAAAAADU/MDkNbmpB6qQ/s1600-h/nora+relax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051811693999024322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-FT56MI/AAAAAAAAADU/MDkNbmpB6qQ/s320/nora+relax.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;zaff's funky swing. yes, yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiYFT56II/AAAAAAAAAC0/do4sEpkE91I/s1600-h/math+stress+photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809941652367490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiYFT56II/AAAAAAAAAC0/do4sEpkE91I/s320/math+stress+photo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj91T56JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c_pD2tk0d8E/s1600-h/math+stress+photo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051811689704056978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj91T56JI/AAAAAAAAAC8/c_pD2tk0d8E/s320/math+stress+photo+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiYFT56HI/AAAAAAAAACs/MzrvANQ7h6w/s1600-h/math+stress+photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051809941652367474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiYFT56HI/AAAAAAAAACs/MzrvANQ7h6w/s320/math+stress+photo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7N1THsraxLI/s1600-h/upside+down+split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812574467320082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56RI/AAAAAAAAAD8/7N1THsraxLI/s320/upside+down+split.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuiYFT56II/AAAAAAAAAC0/do4sEpkE91I/s1600-h/math+stress+photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DEATH BY METH[math]. o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lucky for us, the computer got tired and demanded a break. Hence, SCRABBLE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJlT552I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ivJ687EQHHQ/s1600-h/empty+scrabbble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808593032636258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJlT552I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ivJ687EQHHQ/s320/empty+scrabbble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW YOU DON'T SEE IT.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56PI/AAAAAAAAADs/-OKGUCPSsDM/s1600-h/scrabble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812574467320050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56PI/AAAAAAAAADs/-OKGUCPSsDM/s320/scrabble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NOW YOU DO.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJ1T553I/AAAAAAAAAAs/SRRHH4BpW8g/s1600-h/EZUTAH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051808597327603570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJ1T553I/AAAAAAAAAAs/SRRHH4BpW8g/s320/EZUTAH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (notice that all the letters in the game were used)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all the letters that I got, which spells 'EZUTAH'.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-VT56NI/AAAAAAAAADc/xvqqWAiZw-M/s1600-h/playing+scrabble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051811698293991634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rhuj-VT56NI/AAAAAAAAADc/xvqqWAiZw-M/s320/playing+scrabble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stress from scrabble.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Q_b1NvU29ao/s1600-h/sunlight+onto+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051812574467320066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhukxVT56QI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Q_b1NvU29ao/s320/sunlight+onto+face.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT IT WAS JUST SO AWESOME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, BRAINIAC is back on tv, tuesdays at 10 on arts central. yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8037781483079532968?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8037781483079532968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8037781483079532968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8037781483079532968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8037781483079532968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/math-pt.html' title='math pt'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/RhuhJ1T554I/AAAAAAAAAA0/fikZ_SNxaWE/s72-c/group+photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-4745923350543976928</id><published>2007-04-05T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:15:09.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shiseido skin care</title><content type='html'>Shiseido skin care and make up course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky and I sabo-ed Lisa phua to be the model for the class. haha. But they gave her pretty lashes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the teacher Mrs K.oh or smth, was very nice, she gave us old school pineapple biscuits( the two pieces of biscuits shaped like a flower sandwiching smth that resembles pineapple jam)  cos we were hungry! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, she asked us if we wanted to take pictures of ourselves with the make up on with our handphones 'cos she was gonna give us permission!&lt;br /&gt;But AUTHENTIC CAMWHORES USE REAL CAMERAS!&lt;br /&gt;So Lisa, Becky, Sandy, Aly, Lynn, Alethea and I were taking photos wiht Becky and Lisa's cams.&lt;br /&gt;Cheap thrills, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Knock joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Shisei&lt;br /&gt;Shisei who?&lt;br /&gt;Shiseidono who. (She say dunno who)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahhahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying, cos I look funny with it on, I can't scratch the itchy parts of my face, and it takes so damn long to wash off! It took me so many tries to get the guck off my face, and I still think there's some of it left over, clogging up my pores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-4745923350543976928?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4745923350543976928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=4745923350543976928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4745923350543976928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/4745923350543976928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/shiseido-skin-care.html' title='shiseido skin care'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-2689078378183956786</id><published>2007-04-02T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:07:44.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tarbetcheerleading 07</title><content type='html'>SPORTS FEST IS FINALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! No more late nights at Toa Payoh stadium and getting chased off the track by sexyman.&lt;br /&gt;No more drilling in front of the public.&lt;br /&gt;No more tiring practices after SYF practice.&lt;br /&gt;Wheehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was super annoying today la. It was uber glaring and we were all in costumes and make up. Perspiring like siao la. Damn gross worh. I seriously felt like switching off the sun. Talk about annoying. GRAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all came damn fast la. Felt like we waited damn long for it to happen last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad we got 3rd, but I think Waddle deserved better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now I've got a disgusting toga tan line which hurts like crap.&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, my back hurts and I don't even know why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr still got SYF!&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-2689078378183956786?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2689078378183956786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=2689078378183956786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2689078378183956786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/2689078378183956786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/tarbetcheerleading-07.html' title='tarbetcheerleading 07'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-7197569274537490893</id><published>2007-03-25T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T19:03:45.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never knew my handphone meant so much to me, but since it got this afternoon, omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't sms a lot, I don't have that many important contact or music or games or photo ot whatever nonsense people have on their phones. BUT I MISS HAVING IT AROUND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the funny stickers I stuck on it recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss checking it for sms-es even though they may not be any at all.(I know, sounds very loser, but yea.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the WENTWORTH MILLER wallpaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss the sense of security I get when I have it with me, knowing that if I ever got lost in any random part of Singapore, I would still be able to get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS NOKIA DAMMIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so insecure now. So, like, disconnected from civilization. GRAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny thing is, my plan actually ends today. But that doesn't make any difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didn't really feel nervous or sad when I couldn't find it in my bag at church today. I just thought that it was kinda mf 'cos I had to get out of church halfway during service to go to the coffeeshop with Kezzie to search for it. It was really hot outside k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I think I'm gonna have to carry some disgusting phone around as a punishment for not keeping my belongings properly. BAH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-7197569274537490893?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7197569274537490893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=7197569274537490893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7197569274537490893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7197569274537490893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/hp.html' title='hp.'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-9221620026581579898</id><published>2007-03-17T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T14:13:35.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;OHMYTIAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished MATH tuition and I just learn that there is something called "IMAGINARY NUMBERS".&lt;br /&gt;They are complex roots and they do not have real roots because the roots are imaginary. It's like, when you sketch the curved graph, it never cuts or touches the x- intercept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, WHATTHEHELL. Who on earth with his sick mind went to invent numbers that don't exist. I can take imaginary friends, but imaginary NUMBERS just confuse me. What's the point in studying something that does not exist? I thought Math was supposed to be a rational subject that made a lot of sense. BUT WHAT SENSE DOES IT MAKE TO STUDY NUMBERS THAT ARE NOT THERE AT ALL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this man, somebody shoot me. Math causes too much misery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-9221620026581579898?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9221620026581579898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=9221620026581579898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/9221620026581579898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/9221620026581579898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/math-misery.html' title='Math misery'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8620953507883749630</id><published>2007-03-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:44:17.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladeedums</title><content type='html'>SPEEDLIGHT NIGHT OF WORSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGAWD. I am the strongest sperm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8620953507883749630?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8620953507883749630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8620953507883749630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8620953507883749630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8620953507883749630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/ladeedums.html' title='ladeedums'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8260604239025446536</id><published>2007-03-10T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:44:48.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday dedications to people's birthday this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gor Gor, Fri, 9th March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ducky Kua Huiqi, Sat, 10th March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wen Ying, Sat, 10th March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Debby Wong, Sun, 11th March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sheila, Mon, 12th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-8260604239025446536?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8260604239025446536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8260604239025446536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8260604239025446536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8260604239025446536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-dedications-to-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-7682065497518411535</id><published>2007-03-07T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:46:11.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrt ride home with sheila and syah</title><content type='html'>I'm in the HOLIDAY MOOD already!&lt;br /&gt;Almost.&lt;br /&gt;Last test of the year (lit) tmr, but I can feel the holiday happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladeedums, cannot concentrate on studying for the unseen poetry test tmr ready, cannot tahan focusing on tiny word in that tiny disgusting yellow book. Maybe we can all burn it after the test to ensure that it is really "TOUCHED WITH FIRE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went home today Syah and Sheila today. (yay, east) Then we started to talk about the 7 % GST thing over macdees, [after Social Studies test, natually feeling kind of political] and we started complaining about the whole issue. We came to some conclusions like, Macdees will be more expensive after the GST hike, making us, students, poorer. Dang it. The whole conversation was so deep I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the mrt ride, Sheila showed us this funny poem from the tiny disgusting yellow book called " TO HIS COY MISTRESS", by Andrew Marvell. A chunk of it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vegetable love would grow&lt;br /&gt;Vaster than empires, and more slow.&lt;br /&gt;An hundred years should go to praise&lt;br /&gt;Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze.&lt;br /&gt;Two hundred to adore each breast:&lt;br /&gt;But thirty thousand to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, Andy Marvell was a horndog no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-7682065497518411535?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7682065497518411535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=7682065497518411535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7682065497518411535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/7682065497518411535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/mrt-ride-home-with-sheila-and-syah.html' title='mrt ride home with sheila and syah'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-5681037743044072748</id><published>2007-02-24T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T17:53:23.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarvivor rap</title><content type='html'>Was feeling kinda nostalgic so I decided to watch this on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OPsfAhXUSE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of 202 last year when I sat next to Aida and Valteo :) .&lt;br /&gt;I missed the final episode of PCK too 'cos I was out with Ern shopping for New Year Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody recorded amd can lend me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-5681037743044072748?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5681037743044072748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=5681037743044072748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5681037743044072748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/5681037743044072748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/sarvivor-rap.html' title='sarvivor rap'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-8009369308397143251</id><published>2007-02-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:10:33.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ancient suitcase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Festive, this week. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went visiting at my yi po's house, mom's aunt. And we found a suitcase that was apparently the same sort that my mom's parents( my grandparents) used when they came to Singapore from China. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rd2kDWpgBUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qxe7VP0xv_s/s1600-h/suitcase.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034360335996290370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rd2kDWpgBUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qxe7VP0xv_s/s320/suitcase.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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/9533682-8009369308397143251?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8009369308397143251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=8009369308397143251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8009369308397143251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/8009369308397143251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/ancient-suitcase.html' title='ancient suitcase'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6kIzxvRWa9A/Rd2kDWpgBUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qxe7VP0xv_s/s72-c/suitcase.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-117145470412451855</id><published>2007-02-14T19:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:05:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking up the stairs when I met Kah Bian, we exchanged candy, even though she had campinos too(:&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was walking through the corridor to class I met LISA PHUA who gave me a red red rose with a note&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;First thing I saw on my desk this morning when I stepped into class: CHOCOLATES KISSES ON MY DESK! Courtesy of Nora, Cheryl Saw and Casslyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More presents came! Chocolates, candy, flowers, cards and notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debby went around giving out her flowers and she seriuosly looked like she was selling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for lunch with Joellyn and Kimberley at Far East's Han's. They had to rush off back to school, so i went to meet Pauline and Nora at Subway. Nora needed to get Chinese New Year-ish clothes and Pauline and I needed to get shoes so we walked around Far East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and Xuanwei joined us. Walked around a bit more and Casslyn joined us. Found a shop selling cool cheong samish tops for Nora. Then we went around a bit more and had some bubble tea in subway while Cass got a sandwich. Xuanwei left and we continued our search for nice shoes for Chinese New Year celebration on Friday and Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;We walked for uber long and Pauline got a pair of black heels. And I got a pair of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about annoying. I still need something to wear for friday and to go out after that lah. So mf. I think I'm gonna end up wearing cullottes and Tarbet shirt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Celene Tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-117145470412451855?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/117145470412451855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=117145470412451855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/117145470412451855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/117145470412451855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-07_14.html' title='Valentines 07'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-117145458050434825</id><published>2007-02-14T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T20:03:00.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking up the stairs when I met Kah Bian, we exchanged candy, even though she had campinos too(:&lt;br /&gt;Then when I was walking through the corridor to class I met LISA PHUA who gave me a red red rose with a note&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;First thing I saw on my desk this morning when I stepped into class: CHOCOLATES KISSES ON MY DESK! Courtesy of Nora, Cheryl Saw and Casslyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More presents came! Chocolates, candy, flowers, cards and notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debby went around giving out her flowers and she seriuosly looked like she was selling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went for lunch with Joellyn and Kimberley at Far East's Han's. They had to rush off back to school, so i went to meet Pauline and Nora at Subway. Nora needed to get Chinese New Year-ish clothes and Pauline and I needed to get shoes so we walked around Far East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and Xuanwei joined us. Walked around a bit more and Casslyn joined us. Found a shop selling cool cheong samish tops for Nora. Then we went around a bit more and had some bubble tea in subway while Cass got a sandwich. Xuanwei left and we continued our search for nice shoes for Chinese New Year celebration on Friday and Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;We walked for uber long and Pauline got a pair of black heels. And I got a pair of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about annoying. I still need something to wear for friday and to go out after that lah. So mf. I think I'm gonna end up wearing cullottes and Tarbet shirt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Celene Tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-117145458050434825?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/117145458050434825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=117145458050434825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/117145458050434825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/117145458050434825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-07.html' title='Valentines 07'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116758226735725216</id><published>2007-01-01T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T00:24:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw the previous post. SCHOOL OFFICE LIED TO ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116758226735725216?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116758226735725216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116758226735725216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116758226735725216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116758226735725216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/screw-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116746861224527433</id><published>2006-12-30T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T16:54:49.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec 3 classes</title><content type='html'>I just called up the school to ask when ON EARTH they are actually going to tell us our classes for next year. The clerk just said casually that the results would be out on the FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL, on the boards outside the hall. WHAT THE?!!&lt;br /&gt;Not only are we the only school in the whole of Singapore that doesn't know their classes for next year, our subject combinations aren't confirmed which means I might have to take subjects that I really do NOT wish to take such as geography and physics, plus, we must squeeze pathetically with the new sec ones next year in the foyer?! Walao! That's plain gross.&lt;br /&gt;How can the school put us through this sort of emotional and mental distress?! I am so pissed. Argh. THANKS A LOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116746861224527433?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116746861224527433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116746861224527433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116746861224527433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116746861224527433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/12/sec-3-classes.html' title='sec 3 classes'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116594041721247655</id><published>2006-12-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:20:17.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving for bangkok</title><content type='html'>Tmr, I going to Bangkok. And its 12.19am in the middle of the night. I have to wake up at 8 in the morning and I haven't finished packing. How exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116594041721247655?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116594041721247655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116594041721247655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116594041721247655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116594041721247655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/12/leaving-for-bangkok.html' title='leaving for bangkok'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116547523513428569</id><published>2006-12-07T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:07:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Processed pizza vs. AVG.</title><content type='html'>I've been itching really bad these few days. I don't even know what caused the allergy! But I have come to the conclusion that aloe vera gelly [no, it is not a spelling error. the name really spells gelly with a G] helps a whole ton. It helps me not to scratch and sorta relieves the itch. Aloe Vera Gelly (AVG) my new bestfriend!&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad lunch. This really lousy processed pizza. The only good thing about it is that it isn't burnt. Probably 'cos I didn't cook it, my bro did the cooking bit.&lt;br /&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/x/blogger/2800/698/320/800353/AVG%20vs.%20pizza%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder which tastes better: processed pizza or AVG. hm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116547523513428569?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116547523513428569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116547523513428569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116547523513428569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116547523513428569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/12/processed-pizza-vs-avg.html' title='Processed pizza vs. AVG.'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116469787660490198</id><published>2006-11-28T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:11:16.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah gong's phone call</title><content type='html'>I was just editing the links on my blog cos they're all outdated and many of them lead to no where. I just found out that many people like to change their urls and some just don't tell people that they decided to abandon their blog.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I was fiddling with html when my ah kong [grandpa] called. For the past few days my brother and I have been going over for lunch and today, we were supposed to go over, but my ah ma [grandma] was out. Since, there was no lunch, my brother and I just boiled dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, ah kong just called to check and see if we had lunch. It was really sweet cos he was like concerned whether we were hungry or not. Plus, ah ma already knew that we had lunch cos she called us and checked. Which means, ah kong called on his own initiative and not 'cos ah ma told him to call.&lt;br /&gt;Basically both grandparents called to check, but I guess ah kong really surprised me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116469787660490198?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116469787660490198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116469787660490198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116469787660490198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116469787660490198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/11/ah-gongs-phone-call.html' title='ah gong&apos;s phone call'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116412534690159728</id><published>2006-11-21T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:09:06.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy's days off</title><content type='html'>Daddy decided to be nice and took the afternoons off yesterday, today and tomorrow 'cos the brother is off at his class chalet since Sunday till tomorrow and I am all alone at home. Plus the fact that I would be sleeping through till  the afternoon, so he saw no point in taking the whole day off. Mommy offered to take the day off too, but sadly, she doesn't have any days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Daddy brought me to the food expo at the expo. It was okay la. Just the same bit of stuff that keep the aunties happy. The same bee cheng hiang ba gua, same milo testers, same fake shark fins soup. But the stuff never dissapoints I guess, this year got sell pork knuckles and suddenly got a lot of thai food. But maybe I am wrong, cos I missed quite a few food expos this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so today Daddy brought me out again, along with my elder cousin and he decided to watch a movie. So we went to Cineleisure and watched Prestige. Everyone watched it ready and I actually watched it with the people whom I would least expect to watch a movie with.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my dad hardly goes to the movies unless it's some occasion where someone decides to treat him and us all or there's some new Jack Neo show that is getting a lot of publicity from the local media. Unless the above, I hardly see him going to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, my elder cousin is currently studying in New Zealand. Then just the other day, he came back for a break. It's not very common to watch a movie with someone who is not exactly staying long periods on the same island as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, as how wierd things always happen, I watched the prestige with part of my family, which is totally NOT a bad thing if you're taking it the wrong way. Btw, the movie was good, just as all the people in the world who watched it had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope tomorrow will be fun too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116412534690159728?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116412534690159728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116412534690159728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116412534690159728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116412534690159728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/11/daddys-days-off.html' title='daddy&apos;s days off'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116367115958625427</id><published>2006-11-16T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T17:59:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell to jiang nan trip people and elitism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was so bored, I did house work today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes yes, Goh Wee Sian does housework too. I did ironing. It's sort of therapeutic la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, I was just burning my day away while the Jiang Nan trip people were getting ready to fly off tonight. So, the people who are going to be missing for a week or so, Xuan Wei, Celene, Lisa, Jean Hui, Pauline, Cheryl, Xinqi and some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Bye Fellahs!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wee Sian will miss you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Take care and Beware. Warning: Do not kill the teachers, though it may be rather appealing at times. [note: lisa phua]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Found a video, that made me go HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q6AG0EQ40o0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I thought the model's rather pretty, just that all that white made her look fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116367115958625427?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116367115958625427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116367115958625427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116367115958625427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116367115958625427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/11/farewell-to-jiang-nan-trip-people-and.html' title='farewell to jiang nan trip people and elitism'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116308269840921967</id><published>2006-11-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:31:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>step up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;STEP UP OPENED TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and guess who went to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mememememememememememememememememememememe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 108 people and 207 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good. The plot was okay, no spoilers. But the dance was ohmygoshFANTABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. Who would have known that Channing Tatum could dance so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/step%20up%20showcase.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at those two intertwining! o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/step%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;oooooo. pas de deux&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116308269840921967?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116308269840921967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116308269840921967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116308269840921967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116308269840921967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-up.html' title='step up'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116222474344099721</id><published>2006-10-31T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:19:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mood: emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my brother had to go to school with daddy and I for his HCL O level paper. So it was like rushrushrush cos the boy wasn't supposed to be late. Plus, on Sunday, which was yesterday, daddy realised his car had some battery problem and it wouldn't start. So he was really worried that the car wouldn't start this morning and my brother would be late for school. So he rushrushrushed me, and I didn't have much rest, so I felt kinda pissed off. Then he had to rush down to go check on the car first while I was drinking my chocolate milk. The chocolate milk was kinda sweet, and it sort of reminded me of times when I had too much and ended up with sore throats. Then, I started feeling pissed at the milk for being so 'heaty' and giving me sore throats.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got Lisa's birthday present which is really way overdue, and I apologise publicly on this blog, cos it's really hard to get a nice gift for a nice friend. (:&lt;br /&gt;But, I got it. So there. Claps for wee sian. Then, its suddenly occured to me that I have no idea how to wrap it up. hah. Well, that added on the emo part of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Also, when out shopping with Jiawen and Sandy, I realised the number of people who are holidaying. Which is totally unfair. I felt this extreme amount of angst everytime I saw their going-out clothes, which were totally mocking my pathetic pinafore. The humiliation. Argh. Really really depressing. Makes me feel so complicated, you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not to mention, I just came back from the dentist and my teeth are sore. I'm tired. So I can't help but feel even more emo. Like, slitmygumscostheworldsucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally since I am not going to school tomorrow, I am going to wake up to an empty house. Which is rather sad. This really tops off the emo emo emo feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Like, eugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116222474344099721?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116222474344099721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116222474344099721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116222474344099721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116222474344099721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/mood-emo.html' title='mood: emo'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116196524857798648</id><published>2006-10-28T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T00:07:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lars the emo kid</title><content type='html'>Aida and I wrote our last song. I'm feeling emo now. Just like Lars the Emo Kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yapr0HMRC7k" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StabmyheartcosIloveyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116196524857798648?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116196524857798648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116196524857798648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116196524857798648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116196524857798648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/lars-emo-kid.html' title='lars the emo kid'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116152250909000699</id><published>2006-10-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:08:29.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancers outing</title><content type='html'>I finally went back for dance. I had like a 3 weeks dance hiatus. I'm feeling good today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the dancers today. Moomoodolls. HAH. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;SO irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna blog more. But, Bride and Prejudice is gonna show. So BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116152250909000699?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116152250909000699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116152250909000699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116152250909000699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116152250909000699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/dancers-outing.html' title='dancers outing'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116124528699527924</id><published>2006-10-19T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:00:25.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favourite little mole rat</title><content type='html'>Exams are gonna be over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;There's too much high in me, I can't contain it.&lt;br /&gt;To think that it's just Math tomorrow. I can't care hoots bout Math. No one turns out good after a relationship with Math. E.g. Math teachers: Nggy. [jason]. Ummu. ms.Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so high. I'm gonna publish the song Aida and I wrote in class. It's sung to the tune of the first verse and chorus of Dirty Little Secret by All American Rejects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY DIRTY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;LITTLE MOLE RAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let me know what I had touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If I had offended you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll go around a tree or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just to find a naked you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tell me what I have to tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I come in my underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You are the only one I need to hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll keep you my dirty little mole rat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't tell anyone or or you'll be eaten by the fat cat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My dirty little mole rat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116124528699527924?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116124528699527924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116124528699527924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116124528699527924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116124528699527924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-favourite-little-mole-rat.html' title='my favourite little mole rat'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-116020058865396681</id><published>2006-10-07T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:56:28.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The PSI is 102.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only 80 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it has a constant accelation of 22/day. By Monday, 2 more days, the PSI would be 102+(22*2)=146.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's hope really hard that everyone cannot go to school if the PSI is 146. Or let's hope that the teachers can't find the Physics SPA equipment and papers due to the haze. * Cross fingers really hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-116020058865396681?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116020058865396681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=116020058865396681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116020058865396681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/116020058865396681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/psi-is-102.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115953973665991170</id><published>2006-09-29T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:22:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF fri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's assembly was the same propaganda thingy about saying no to anorexia nervosa. Sat next the shevaun and we both agree that we can't say no to our food. Then the speaker said that dancers are anorexic or and that is so UNTRUE. He said like some SC girl eats like only dinner everyday and everyone turned and looked at me. I eat lor. I eat a lot. Sometimes I think I eat too much [ haha, that sounded ano]. But anw, I just think that the girl is dumb. Cos if you wanna skip a meal, you should skip dinner and eat breakfast. I mean, what's the point if you spend the whole day tired and hungry and just eat in the night and go to bed without burning it away. I mean, use some LOGIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then, after assembly, the school gave us chocs! It's not even the normal pathetic mini time-outs. Think, big troblerones, boxes like swoops [ spelling?], I got milka and there was Peter Rabbit chocs. Oh the LOVE. &lt;3333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the saying goes; On with Deborah, down with shirley. If you know what I mean. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today's dance was different. I think we bonded as a batch. I think our prayers worked cos everyone is one either list. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After dance, Sandy, Aly, Casslyn, Becky and I went to macs to eat. We were like eating non- stop. ya, dancers are sooo ano. Then we were talking and comparing our chocolates. Then next to us was this caucasian couple and I realised the woman kept staring and laughing at us. Then she was smiled at Sandy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that, she was about to leave, she turned to us and said, " Do you know where chocolates are from?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Casslyn said, "Cocoa trees."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanted to say amazon forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She said," It's from switzerland, where I come from. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The five of us were like oooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aly replied, " oh, so you eat a lot of chocolate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The swiss, " yeeess. bye bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We said our byes she left macs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After a while, I thought. She was kinda strange. Imagine if we were in Malaysia and we saw someone eating chicken rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: You know where chicken rice is from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Malaysian 1: the chicken farm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: No, it's from Singapore, where I come from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Malaysian 1 and friends go oooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;malaysian 2: so you eat a lot of chicken rice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: yeeess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, I went to cut my hair with aly just now. Its really short now, but feels quite good and light. HEH. I'm gonna get chicken hair again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115953973665991170?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115953973665991170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115953973665991170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115953973665991170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115953973665991170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/syf-fri.html' title='SYF fri'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115943845236134303</id><published>2006-09-28T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T19:30:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interfound is over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BALLET EXAM IS &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feelin sticky cos my hair is half sticky and half oily. It feels icky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After tomorrow's dance prac I get a nice break from dance. 2 weeks of any forms of dance. YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I refuse to do homework. I'm just gonna sit here till the weekends come and then I watch Jon Tucker from a certain website. Yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedok Reservoir is gonna hold the International Wakeboarding Championships again! Was on the bus going home yesterday and I saw some one the male contestants getting ready and like a whole bunch of them were like half naked. They had like really hot bods and MOOBS. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should snap a few photos to paste on my file.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115943845236134303?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115943845236134303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115943845236134303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115943845236134303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115943845236134303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/interfound-is-over.html' title='interfound is over'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115927430210762649</id><published>2006-09-26T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:38:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DANCE EXAMS</title><content type='html'>BALLET EXAM IS THIS THURS! 2 more days. 2 more days. 2 more days. 2 more days. 2 more days. 2 more days. 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVEN'T FINISHED SEWING MY POINTES. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had mambo exam today. 2 whole minutes of dancing with xinqi. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115927430210762649?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115927430210762649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115927430210762649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115927430210762649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115927430210762649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-exams.html' title='DANCE EXAMS'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115772825406837549</id><published>2006-09-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:12:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet and Donuts</title><content type='html'>I suddenly had this great craving for donuts yesterday while chatting with Ern on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shimery shiney cuticles said: i feel like eating donuts now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;`sunset journey said: HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;`sunset journey said: dunkin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;`sunset journey said: or crispy creme?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shimery shiney cuticles said: just sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;`sunset journey said: eeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;`sunset journey said: so original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shimery shiney cuticles said: i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shimery shiney cuticles said: need it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shimery shiney cuticles said: badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;`sunset journey said: hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;`sunset journey said: go to giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So today, after inter- found ballet class at YMCA with Miss Teo [ ballet teacher on maternity leave], I went to meet my dad at the 7-eleven. Guess what I saw? Munchin' Donuts! OOLALA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There were the sugared ones for 85cents and the pink icing ones at 1dollar. I decided after awhile to part with a lil more cash and get the pink ones. It was SOOO GOOD. ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, before meeting my dad, I wanted to change in the toilet outside the studio. Then when I opened the door, this Indian &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MAN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DRESSED IN CORPORATE WEAR, opened the door and he was like, "come, come." He veh paiseh opened the door for Gladys, Karen and I and got out. I was Traumatisen can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When he got out, I was staring at the toilet sign at the door to make sure it was FEMALE. The sign was just staring right back at me and it just wasn't right. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think he was in there with his wife or something but I decided not to change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went down, met dad, ate half a donut and decided to change cos it was hot and we were going to granny's house after that. Went to the level 1 toilet and saw him there. This time with his wife or someone. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So BEWARE: YMCA level 9 toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115772825406837549?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115772825406837549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115772825406837549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115772825406837549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115772825406837549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/ballet-and-donuts.html' title='Ballet and Donuts'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115755960934247811</id><published>2006-09-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:02:19.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WENT TO THE ZOO TODAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Pa and Ma brought Ern and I along. Pa got free pass. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that we were playing with sunblock in the car. Ern decided to have a word tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/boo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/boo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They revamped the zoo and its sooo cool now. I think its all thanks to that lady on the bus who folds her arms and says " hua yu cool".&lt;br /&gt;They even changed the dustbins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/funky%20dustbin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/funky%20dustbin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the signboards too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/signboards.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/signboards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first things we always see are the monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy said the white-faced saki monkey's face looked like peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/peach%20face%20monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/peach%20face%20monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ern heard that and she started laughing like siao. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa tried to touch the fake otters. They look so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/fake%20otters.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/fake%20otters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But the real one's are cuter. We saw on that was swiming back stroke. &gt;&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/real%20otters.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/real%20otters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There was this truly Singaporean family who were feeding the otters peanuts when the zoo keepers were sooooo close. The guy feeding them got a warning. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at the 'Australian Outback' hut thing. Then, it started to rain. We were stuck with the ugly cassowary. It has like two pieces of sagy red skin dangling from the neck and I said they looked like strawberries and Ern started laughing like siao again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/cassowary.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/cassowary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And we met a fellow dancer. Ballet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/Underwater%20ballerina.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/Underwater%20ballerina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met old macdonald at the snake thingy.&lt;br /&gt;He was there with his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/SSA50816.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ern was like," wanna take a picture with old macdonald?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/animal%20salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/animal%20salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ern was hungry, so she decided to check out the snake's salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the animal land, the palce with the petting zoo for the lil kiddies. The first thing I saw was the miniature horses. So cute. They're dwarves, but not stunted. This horse was friendly. It kept sticking its head through the bars. And no, miniature horses are NOT the young of the bigger horses. Pony and miniature = not the same thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/miniature%20horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/miniature%20horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's a close up. Looks like some My Little Pony pony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/miniature%20horse%20close%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/miniature%20horse%20close%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all got tired and decided to go home. We were at the gift shop and bought a pluffie. A green hippo called Tubby. It's totally not like the real hippos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/SSA50802.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We got out, had Ben and Jerry's and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo = Fun. &lt;333&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115755960934247811?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115755960934247811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115755960934247811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115755960934247811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115755960934247811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/zoo.html' title='zoo'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115703464361996569</id><published>2006-08-31T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T22:32:07.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sept hols</title><content type='html'>I am happyhappyhappyhappyhappyhappyhappy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September holiday is here. I don't even care if you remind me bout the holiday homework cos i'm going to watch Devil Wears Prada tomorrow with Jia Wen and Aly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the JOAker is out. Seriously, this is not a JOAK because this is no JOAKing matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. Cos there is no more JOAKIM on Singapore Idol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115703464361996569?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115703464361996569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115703464361996569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115703464361996569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115703464361996569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/sept-hols.html' title='sept hols'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115651774859858265</id><published>2006-08-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:55:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FEEL THE NEED TO CUT MY HAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't. Ballet exam coming soon. eek. I wanna cut it like short. Like short-short, no need to tie up short. But not butch short, no offence. It feels so tempting cos aida, my desk buddy has this really sexy pair of scissors in her big big pencilcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115651774859858265?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115651774859858265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115651774859858265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115651774859858265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115651774859858265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-feel-need-to-cut-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115574030303377511</id><published>2006-08-16T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:58:23.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gong</title><content type='html'>Wee Sian is a Korean Drama Junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such an auntie hobby. My mommy influenced me. I watched like uber uber lots of Korean Drama over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching 'GONG' A.K.A Princess Hours. Oh the Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/gong%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is uber uber nice. It's not as mellow drama as 'lovers in paris' and i loved it more than 'my lovely samsoon'. So yes it's good. It's very cute. OMGosh. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl in the pink dress does ballet in the show. &lt;3 [&lt;-- ballet the dance, not her dancing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story's bout girl meets prince, scheming politics, and lots of lovey scenes. It's not like cheesy and all. Like they say, all is fair in love and war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Lisa for lending it to me. &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the rainbow sparkles to top of the sundae. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/gong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115574030303377511?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115574030303377511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115574030303377511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115574030303377511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115574030303377511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/gong.html' title='gong'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115513579033494158</id><published>2006-08-09T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:03:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men and his stare</title><content type='html'>Went to Tampines mall to take pictures for &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese PT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today. Nation's Birthday so there were more people than there would have been on a average Wednesday but the crowd wasn't as great as I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided to snap my first image with shoppers walking long the walkway. So it was just random people walking to and fro. WRONG MOVE.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/guy%20with%20stare.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/guy%20with%20stare.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/400/guy%20with%20stare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the guy in the white shirt with the twisted mouth [who is rather clear in the picture] behind the blurry boy in the trucker hat? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That person!!! wahhhh.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He saw me take the picture and he started to stare at me. His feet kept walking, but his face was just staring at me. I didn't even put it on flash kay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He gave me this &lt;strong&gt;why-you-take-picture-of-me-you-cannot-take-picture-of-me-you-better-not-take-picture-of-me-you-DONT-take-picture-of-me-hor&lt;/strong&gt; look. OOF. He was like so irritatingly ugly Singaporean. Don't get me wrong. If you know me well, you'll know that I am a proud to be uniquely Singaporean and I also speak perfect Singlish even though I pay to attend Speech lessons with &lt;em&gt;Tessensohn&lt;/em&gt;. But his that face had to remind me of how horrid we islanders can get. To think that it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;National&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I decided to flash him Jo's you-are-so-weird look.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ish. All this in the name of learning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115513579033494158?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115513579033494158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115513579033494158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115513579033494158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115513579033494158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/men-and-his-stare.html' title='men and his stare'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115476709085787862</id><published>2006-08-05T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T16:38:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espressionne 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espressione 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;It's over. finally finally over. And it was really nice. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm going to miss the seniors when their gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sec 2s are lurve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115476709085787862?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115476709085787862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115476709085787862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115476709085787862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115476709085787862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/espressionne-2.html' title='Espressionne 2'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115340529231354506</id><published>2006-07-20T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:27:36.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday night ramblings</title><content type='html'>It feels so wierd to be free on a Thursday night, and knowing that I'll continue being free for all my Thursday from now on. I've been going for ballet on thursdasy nights regularly for almost half my life. It feels rather strange to be telling people, oh I'm free on Thursdays, I'm in no hurry to go home. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the good old days. I miss miss wendy too. I wonder where she went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115340529231354506?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115340529231354506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115340529231354506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115340529231354506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115340529231354506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/thursday-night-ramblings.html' title='thursday night ramblings'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115253806936373417</id><published>2006-07-10T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:27:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/Aden%20with%20gor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/Aden%20with%20gor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE, HANDSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome's name is Aden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aden is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes me swoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the card in my bro's hand behind, it's him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walks fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hugged me yesterday, when all I said was " hug hug".&lt;br /&gt;The week before he kissed me goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Eeks! I'm in love. Infactuation.&lt;br /&gt;He's so super duper uber uber cute. Yesterday I was just rying to frighten him with my braces, afterall not everyone has a metal mouth, and he stuck his finger out and touched my braces. XD&lt;br /&gt;last night at granny's house while we were watching Pirates of the Carribean, he was tugging at my brother's shirt and board shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just learnt some new hand signs yesterday too. Hungriness is symbolised with him rubbing his tummy and when he feels scared, he'll pat his chest a couple of times like continuously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so tiny and so cute!&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aden is &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115253806936373417?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115253806936373417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115253806936373417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115253806936373417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115253806936373417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/see-handsome-handsomes-name-is-aden.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115234823632752272</id><published>2006-07-08T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:43:56.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm eating the baby food&gt; HEINZ Creme Caramel. Gosh, at first it looked kinda gross, but after tasting it, it tasted qutie nice. It tastes like caramel pudding. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115234823632752272?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115234823632752272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115234823632752272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115234823632752272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115234823632752272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/right-now-im-eating-baby-food-heinz.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115185093051380473</id><published>2006-07-02T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:35:30.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T BELIEVE BRAZIL LOST!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;o.O &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115185093051380473?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115185093051380473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115185093051380473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115185093051380473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115185093051380473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-cant-believe-brazil-losto.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115106001643519516</id><published>2006-06-23T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T18:53:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Kong Chiang Referance Library</title><content type='html'>At the national library now. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYING to do my lit anothology. I'm really really behind. I'm only doing my first poem. Shakespeare's sonnet. And I'm not even sure which sonnet I'm doing. But lucky for me, and all the people opposite me with their laptops, the lirary has free internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ain't that mighty nice of our government. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have the shakespeare sonnetty book onmy lap and I have no idea what on earth its all about. But after reading all the random and irrelevant stuff on the web I realised that from sonnet 1 to sonnet 126, he writes about a 'fair youth' and from sonnet 127 onwards till the last one, sonnet 154, he writes about a 'dark lady'. So mysterious ar? Oohlala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from sonnet 1 to 17, he keeps telling the 'fair youth' to reproduce. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arty Farty people and the things they think. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! The guy sitting opposite me has a laptop too and just now, he just stood up, close the cover a bit, and left his everything behind and just went to look at more books. Like, didn't his mama teach him RESPONSIBILTY? I was hoping someone would just go over and take it all away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda funny, that the library is so quiet. That like whenever some one makes a little bit of noise, everyone stares at you. So far, it has been, yours truly and the laptop's lousy microsoft sound [the sound that comes on when you just swtich the com on and when you just enter windows desktop]:) , the lady who dropped or knocked her book on the table, the other lady who spilled some coins on the table and this other lady who knocked the chair. HEY! I just realised that its all female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey! just after I typed that line, the guy sitting next to me's phone rang. He was like, "hello". Phones aren't allowed in the library k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should seriously go back to doing work.&lt;br /&gt;My back's aching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115106001643519516?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115106001643519516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115106001643519516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115106001643519516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115106001643519516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/06/lee-kong-chiang-referance-library.html' title='Lee Kong Chiang Referance Library'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115079736091174541</id><published>2006-06-20T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T17:56:00.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna get braces this Thursday. Heh. I know its kinda late. But I've got company. Becky[from school] is getting hers this wednesday and Keziah [from church] is getting hers round this time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my seperators yesterday. They're blue.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling is like got food stuck inbetween my teeth. Yesterday wasn't so bad. It just hurts today. Went out for lunch after dance prac with Sandy, Becky and Alethea. All I had was a large mashed potato and a regular coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is so sore now. Mommy's deep frying the eggplant yong tau foo thing with the fishcake wedged in between. I really like that, but I can't chew leh. I can't even chew my lips now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK!*loudly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I havn't decided on a colour for my braces. Weixian [yes, we've got the same chinese name] said I should get green and yellow. For Brazil! Football fashion. I dont even have cable to watch the matches. But then, it's kinda shocking, and what if Brazil doesn't win. Oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115079736091174541?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115079736091174541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115079736091174541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115079736091174541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115079736091174541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/06/gonna-get-braces-this-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115012166544269794</id><published>2006-06-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:14:25.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie with shps folks</title><content type='html'>Went out with Ern, Heng and Min today. We went to watch Over The Hedge at Suntec's Eng Wah. Previous blog post was wrong. Only 2 other people have not watched it along with me. Min watched already. She thought we were watching Cars today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was funny though. But I wasn't paying much attention. There was like too much food passing around. There was sushi and some sausage roll from Carrefour and popcorn. There were like many many sushi flavours. [ Does sushi have flavour?] OOO. And there were Nestle Milkybars too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie we went to walk walk and min tried gettin gone of those mechanical claw machines to grab a stuffed toy for heng. But it didn't work out. I guess the grip was kind of loose. She gave up, then we went to Toys 'R' Us.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why Toys 'R' Us sells baby pampers. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went downstairs and bought ear rings. Buy 4 get 1 free. So, we gave the free one to Heng. Min's ear are not pierced. See the perks for piercing your ears?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the mrt station and went home. At bedok, at the interchange, just like 1 meter from the bus 66 and 228 stop, my slippers gave way. It's the kind that are like beach thongs where the grip comes from in between your biggest and second toe. It's beaded so like the thread that threads the bead together broke, so the whole thing just died on me. Ern was with me, but the bus came, so she left first while I called my daddy for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He drove to the car park opposite the interchange. I thought he would just stop by the road to let me in. But he came to find me at the interchange, gave me his slippers to wear, threw away my spoiled slippers and walked barefooted on the road and to the car. The hot hot road okay!! It was like mid- afternoon the cement walkways and the roads were like burning hot. It was so hot it was like HAWT. Not to mention dirty. I &lt;3 daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I was supposed to go for ballet immediately after that,  he drove me to Bata to buy a pair of shoes. He parked behind the shop, so he needed walk with me to the front. Then cos next to it was this coffee shop and there was like osme wierd soapy water on the ground, by daddy braved the filth and the grossness and brought me to the store where I bought a pair slippers for 5 bucks. It has pretty blue butterflies on it. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices like this shows he cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115012166544269794?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115012166544269794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115012166544269794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115012166544269794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115012166544269794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/06/movie-with-shps-folks.html' title='movie with shps folks'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-115003704142097544</id><published>2006-06-11T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:44:01.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone watched Over The Hedge already. Except I. Perhaps 3 other people and I. Not that bad, I guess. Still, this is the first movie I'm watching since like december last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to have fun. I feel the need to have a social life other than msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bug my dad to take me to the zoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-115003704142097544?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115003704142097544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=115003704142097544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115003704142097544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/115003704142097544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114941342290017978</id><published>2006-06-04T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T13:31:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumplings are &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I cannot resist the temptation anymore. I have succumbed to it. I can no longer say no DUMPLINGS! And when I say dumplings I do not mean the one wrapped in lotus leaves. No, not the ba zhang, I mean the one with mean in flour, the shui jiao, otherwise known as gyoza.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I had it twice today and I feel like having it for the third time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's soft and plump when you pick it up with a pair of chopsticks and when you just bite into it, you can feel the juice bursting out of the skin and the taste. Oh! The Taste! It's simply heavenly. The smell and the taste just fills your mouth at the first bite, the juicy juicy meat, the springy skin, with a dab of black vinegar. OOOOO. Just one word: SHUANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have a clearer picture, here is how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/dumplings.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/dumplings.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not place my food on the floor. It just so happens that my table is made of glass, therefore you can see the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not just any dumpling. It can only be found near my mom's office in a Taiwanese restaurant. [ Where is it? I dunno.] It is frozen so you'll have to boil it youself. But it's so delicious and so easy to cook. And since only my family and I know the secret to this delicious dumpling delicacy, the rest of you will just have to watch in envy. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the pen is mightier than the sword. But in my opinion, the Dumpling is mightier than the sword. You see, it has the power to keep me away from doing my Geography Performance Task by making me have sweet dreams about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114941342290017978?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114941342290017978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114941342290017978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114941342290017978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114941342290017978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/06/dumplings-are-3.html' title='dumplings are &lt;3'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114908629570545117</id><published>2006-05-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:38:15.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>America</title><content type='html'>I am back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have much time to go shopping at mall of America but OMing was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met OMER! [ Odyssey of the Mind mascot. a raccoon]&lt;br /&gt;The team took a picture with him. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Aera bought a Omer puppet. Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pin trading was fun. Sharon's pins were all very nice. Mine were fine. My fav is the Omer card one and the canadian one. It has a flashing light! [ If got time, i might post pics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food wasn't exactly great. It was just the same food over and over again. Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunking in with Sharon and Xinqi was fun though. We slept on only 2 beds for so many nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got like 21st out of 64 teams I think. So considering our device wasn't working too well, it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane food was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy team was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan airports were cool too.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can lift my head up high and proudly say: I HAVE BEEN TO JAPAN. [for about 2 hours]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I wanna tear masking tape or paint cardboard ever again for a very very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114908629570545117?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114908629570545117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114908629570545117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114908629570545117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114908629570545117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/05/america.html' title='America'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114779428340252522</id><published>2006-05-16T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:58:46.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post before OM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/SSA50636.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am at one of the strangest times. It's kind of late and I know that I can blog tmr when i actually reach home earlier than the rest of the week. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried doing math. On the floor of the living room. &lt;3. style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50638.jpg" border="0"&gt;But then I gave up. I can't find the curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home late everyday. Mostly due to OM. Going to Iowa. I feel like bringing my stuffed ellephant along. But I'm scared I'll lose it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50637.jpg" border="0" /&gt; To bring or not to bring? Someone tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide on what on-flight entertainment we should have. Poker cards? Only? Someone tell me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sian man. I'm not going to be in the class picture, CCA picture, I think the dance mambo test is affected butnotsureyet and the PTs! How could they? Cramp everyting into the last week of school. I don't think I'll be getting my report card any sooner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is miserable.&lt;br /&gt;The only consolation now is for a movie. A movie called OVER THE HEDGE. Havn't decided on who to watch with. Most probably by the time I'm back all you people would have gone without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114779428340252522?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114779428340252522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114779428340252522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114779428340252522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114779428340252522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-before-om.html' title='post before OM'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114578518359632885</id><published>2006-04-23T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T17:39:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found my pen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/Pen%20diagonal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 327px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/Pen%20diagonal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in church then i opened my bag and I saw it lying there!&lt;br /&gt;I missed my pen. Gosh. I took it out and I wanted to hug it, but since it was to small, i just stroked it. XD haha. psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's favourite pen ok? I dunno how it came to be, but I think it was because I managed to finish collating my philo Capital Punishment points with it. Plus, my mommy bought it for me. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralala. Got my pen back! In church! Praise God! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is kind of random. So just before I go back to doing work, I shall post one more picture of my darling pen. &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/pen%20horizontal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/pen%20horizontal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wee Sian &lt;3s uni-ball signo 0.5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114578518359632885?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114578518359632885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114578518359632885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114578518359632885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114578518359632885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-found-my-pen-i-was-in-church-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114319119275267582</id><published>2006-03-24T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:20:41.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ballet exam</title><content type='html'>I"m back from ballet exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is super stiff. And I can't look all the way down. Cos the hair below my hair bun is gelled too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLET EXAM IS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRAISE GOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114319119275267582?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114319119275267582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114319119275267582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114319119275267582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114319119275267582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/03/ballet-exam.html' title='ballet exam'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114311083783512777</id><published>2006-03-23T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:47:17.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chattter</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's western dinning etiquette was  fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was nice, I think.  The  instructor was really fair ok.  Like skin wise.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/chinese%20opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/chinese%20opera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His name  is Steven.&lt;br /&gt;So next time,  if you go to Shatec, remember to  look for Steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia- k hoo's  laughter was darn funny. It was either  hee hee hee hee hee or heh heh heh heh heh. We were laughing at her then Steven thought we were laughing at what he said, whatever it was. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch was faaaaarni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first we attempted to try and follow the rules. But once the appetiser came, we gave up. Aiyahh, whatever. Felicia was very cartoon. She wanted to eat the piece of french loave. But need to break into small bite- size pieces then put into her mouth. She didn't care, just stuff the whole piece into her mouth, after all, it's bite- size. Everytime Steven came to check on our table, we just freeze and do whatever slow mo. Then he would be like, "Very good, well done.":))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the day I realised what I have been doing for so many years was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever lahh.  :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114311083783512777?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114311083783512777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114311083783512777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114311083783512777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114311083783512777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/03/chattter.html' title='chattter'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114260872737711478</id><published>2006-03-17T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:18:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sppedlight Night of Worship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;peedlight. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ight. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;orship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/smiley.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/smiley.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notice it spells SNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went home all smiles. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114260872737711478?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114260872737711478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114260872737711478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114260872737711478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114260872737711478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/03/sppedlight-night-of-worship.html' title='Sppedlight Night of Worship'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114225723051170710</id><published>2006-03-13T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:46:54.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/brokeback.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came a cross this &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-wcK8GhPh-Ispoof"&gt;spoof of broke back mountain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/brokeback.0.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only man that's OK for another man to love is Jesus. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114225723051170710?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114225723051170710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114225723051170710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114225723051170710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114225723051170710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/03/came-cross-this-spoof-of-broke-back.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-114000577596467369</id><published>2006-02-15T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:08:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After climbing 4 flights of stairs and finally reaching my desk, I was puffing. I know, my stamina not good. Everybody was in everybody else's classroom. Was trying to catch my breathe. When I eventually could breathe normal, wanted to ask xuan wei if she wanted to go find people too.&lt;br /&gt;Then, PAULINE appeared magically and gave me my first valentines gift: a time out and a mini cadbury bar.So nice!&lt;br /&gt;Next, VIENNA, Xian Ning and Lisa appeared outside class. Xian Ning and Lisa gave hugs and Vienna gave me a rose. So pretty. And it smells uber nice. She's so sweet! I chose a white rose. &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/SSA50164.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50164.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  About to go for PE and Alethea gave me a hershey's kisses. I felt so loved.  Later during dance, I got a chocolate thingy from &lt;a href="http://empty-cries.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYNN&lt;/a&gt;. She even wrote a note to me. So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so nice. I feel guilty for not getting anyone anything. However, I gave free hugs to loads and loads and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This were my chocs with out the kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/1600/SSA50166.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/SSA50166.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lurved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333333333333333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-114000577596467369?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/114000577596467369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=114000577596467369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114000577596467369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/114000577596467369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentines day'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113922774948188286</id><published>2006-02-06T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:09:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock for good</title><content type='html'>ROCK FOR GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANAH and boyfriend's name i can never remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELECTRICO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNPING AND SCREAMING LIKE A RAVING IDIOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELECTRICO'S VOCALIST'S GUITAR SOLO TO JERMAINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD FUN x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for more stories on RFG, pls click on &lt;a href="http://vitriolic-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Syahidah's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;a href="http://12-devided.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sheila's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113922774948188286?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113922774948188286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113922774948188286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113922774948188286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113922774948188286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/02/rock-for-good.html' title='rock for good'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113897630769643156</id><published>2006-02-03T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:18:27.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hee</title><content type='html'>My teacher is kOh By. I know it is wrong to scold or defame teachers on your blog right, so I shan't do that. I will just share with you some stuff she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wears purple all the time.&lt;br /&gt;She says 'this i [ee]' not 'this is'.&lt;br /&gt;Her rebonded hair is frizzy.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to talk to us about our attire.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to pay extra attention to students who have just gotten a booking by talking and asking what went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;She talks to the girls alot, to socialise and care for us perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that the class is too noisy. [ She has not seen 108'05]&lt;br /&gt;She intends to change our HAPPY sitting arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, her classes are more engaging than OOHC UMMU.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;Morning need to go for Tarbet.&lt;br /&gt;Then meet Jing Xian and Sharon to go Bras Basah.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Ballet&lt;br /&gt;Meet Lisa and Hui&lt;br /&gt;Dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Rock For Good.&lt;br /&gt;Try to make it for family bbq thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still so young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113897630769643156?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113897630769643156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113897630769643156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113897630769643156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113897630769643156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/02/hee.html' title='hee'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113818495655388864</id><published>2006-01-25T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T18:53:02.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>Chinese New year coming soon! yay!&lt;br /&gt;I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like most is new clothes!&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/2800/698/320/empress%20thingy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bao! Red Packets!&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/2800/698/320/red%20packet.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food!&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/2800/698/320/love%20letters.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love letters x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2800/698/320/Fragrance-Bakwa.0.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bakwa! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deco! Dogs! 4 days of holiday straight! money! sleep! Let's start counting the mins till friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113818495655388864?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113818495655388864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113818495655388864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113818495655388864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113818495655388864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113706314808890873</id><published>2006-01-12T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:52:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Neighbours. They are like the nicest people in the whole wide world.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, they decide to get some workers to renovate their house so some large amounts of noise is generated. And after that, they but a dog (an unfriendly and loud one, mind you) which has the cutest habit in the world--- barking whenever you walk past their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's the other neighbour. The one who is cultivating his musical talent very late in the night, just when you are lying on your bed, trying to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there is that maid. That maid with the wonderful attitude problem who smells strange and has a face that urges you to slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how would you like to swap neighbours with me and get a taste of my wonderful living environment?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113706314808890873?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113706314808890873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113706314808890873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113706314808890873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113706314808890873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/01/neighbours.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113618371436470441</id><published>2006-01-02T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:35:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's reopening tomorrow. I am tired. Part of me looks forward to school, the rest just doesn't want to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why Tomorrow is a bad day to be the first day of school:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuesday is a long day.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is CCA tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Weather forecasts predict that it would be raining tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Going home in wet weather is SO not fun.&lt;br /&gt;5. I still have not washed my school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Even if I did wash it today, it would not dry in time.&lt;br /&gt;7. I still have not washed my school bag.&lt;br /&gt;8. Even if I did wash it today, it would not dry in time.&lt;br /&gt;9. I still have not bought a new pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;10. The school split us up and my class room is on the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;11. I am still not mentally prepared for making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;12. I can't wake up so darn early since I've been waking up at 1pm almost every free day.&lt;br /&gt;13. I don't like the colour of my name tag.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have a slight phobia of the new people in school.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have a huge phobia of psychotic teachers.&lt;br /&gt;16. I have a funny feeling that the school rules are going to change for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;17. I miss Jean Hui, Lisa, Tessa, Dew, Vienna, Xian Ning, Pauline, Fifi, Syah, Sheila, Jo, Pam C, Sharon, Wan Ting, Xin En, Kaboom and all the col people who turned up the heat.&lt;br /&gt;18. I am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113618371436470441?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113618371436470441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113618371436470441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113618371436470441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113618371436470441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/01/schools-reopening-tomorrow_01.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113618369913184636</id><published>2006-01-02T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:34:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's reopening tomorrow. I am tired. Part of me looks forward to school, the rest just doesn't want to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why Tomorrow is a bad day to be the first day of school:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuesday is a long day.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is CCA tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;3. Weather forecasts predict that it would be raining tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Going home in wet weather is SO not fun.&lt;br /&gt;5. I still have not washed my school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;6. Even if I did wash it today, it would not dry in time.&lt;br /&gt;7. I still have not washed my school bag.&lt;br /&gt;8. Even if I did wash it today, it would not dry in time.&lt;br /&gt;9. I still have not bought a new pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;10. The school split us up and my class room is on the 4th floor.&lt;br /&gt;11. I am still not mentally prepared for making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;12. I can't wake up so darn early since I've been waking up at 1pm almost every free day.&lt;br /&gt;13. I don't like the colour of my name tag.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have a slight phobia of the new people in school.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have a huge phobia of psychotic teachers.&lt;br /&gt;16. I have a funny feeling that the school rules are going to change for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;17. I miss Jean Hui, Lisa, Tessa, Dew, Vienna, Xian Ning, Pauline, Fifi, Syah, Sheila, Jo, Pam C, Sharon, Wan Ting, Xin En, Kaboom and all the col people who turned up the heat.&lt;br /&gt;18. I am tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113618369913184636?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113618369913184636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113618369913184636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113618369913184636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113618369913184636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2006/01/schools-reopening-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113576788843299117</id><published>2005-12-28T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:04:48.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog skin. YAY. and I made it. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113576788843299117?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113576788843299117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113576788843299117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113576788843299117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113576788843299117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113575222425979073</id><published>2005-12-28T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:43:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahhh</title><content type='html'>Here I am, blogging, eating steamed sweet potato and burning my finger tips off at the same time. I sound really poor huh. XP.&lt;br /&gt;But this is not any ordinary potato. It's JAPANESE sweet potato. Made in japan, not china.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out Annabel Chong was from my school. Cool. How often do you get to have a p*** star to be your senior. Not very often I guess. Where I found out? Wikipedia of course. That place rocks. They know more bout my bro's school than he knows bout his own school. For those who do not know who Annabel Chong is, pls read from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annabel_Chong/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling rather dizzy lately. Turns out, it's cos I've got a low blood pressure. I measured with this mini measuring thingy at home and my blood pressure is like sooper low, the lowest was 56. Average people is 80, according to my father. So I've started taking iron pills to generate more blood or something. I dunno lar, but its good for me lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the OTO Trimax. It works just like the OSIM Uzap, only cheaper. People not as rich mah. Its said to work. But its itches like siao. It slides down too like when I used it standing down, it didnt stay on the waist. But quite fun la. Like when talking when using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School reopening soon. SIAN. thinking of abandoning my friendster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113575222425979073?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113575222425979073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113575222425979073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113575222425979073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113575222425979073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2005/12/blahhh.html' title='blahhh'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113491852705698545</id><published>2005-12-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:08:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just took a test that darling xin en sent me. It sorts of figures out for you what kind of dog you would be. Turns out, I'm a cocker spaniel! Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrong with my blog thingy, I can't post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dew is back from her mission trip! All in one piece! Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something seriously wrong with my whole family. Distruction seems to follow us everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Korea, come back, the place got snow storm.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Hong Kong, come back, the place got monsoon.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Taipei, come back, the place got earth quake.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bintan, at the beach, 25th dec got tsunami elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I just came back from Hat Yai and now, there's a flood. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming soon.yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113491852705698545?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113491852705698545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113491852705698545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113491852705698545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113491852705698545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-took-test-that-darling-xin-en.html' title=''/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9533682.post-113455598582024476</id><published>2005-12-14T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:26:25.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>TA-DA!&lt;br /&gt;New skin.&lt;br /&gt;No more scandalous undergarments.&lt;br /&gt;Only a clean and green cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;And syah, you can visit my blog regularly without worrying about being questioned.&lt;br /&gt;Veggietales is cool.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna borrow, just ask. But it depends on the degree of our friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9533682-113455598582024476?l=butteredflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/feeds/113455598582024476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9533682&amp;postID=113455598582024476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113455598582024476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9533682/posts/default/113455598582024476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredflies.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>sian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16380707296458383869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
