<?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-22885529</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:39:56.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELAINE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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laugh.&lt;br /&gt;So goodbye, my 294th post :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6649754215746796021?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6649754215746796021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6649754215746796021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6649754215746796021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6649754215746796021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/08/moved-will-not-delete-thefatpoop-so.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-442817141954819910</id><published>2007-08-09T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T15:58:42.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, happy birthday, Singapore! Thousands of hundreds of people out there are celebrating for you, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'll be blogging more later with pictures, I promised! Hehehe, I haven't been watching fireworks for 1 year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right then, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My current addiction is cs-ing although I suck at it and always die within 10 seconds but who cares! I'm having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-442817141954819910?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/442817141954819910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=442817141954819910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/442817141954819910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/442817141954819910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-hello-like-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5948801655321155085</id><published>2007-08-01T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:56:00.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday is a shit to me- not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RrB89swmb1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/7P5hRvOCE5U/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093708577984900946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RrB89swmb1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/7P5hRvOCE5U/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"To you, my love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I heard none complaining that I'm not blogging in my haloscan, still, I blog because ADE asked me to. &lt;em&gt;So you held a special place in my heart/mind hahahah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK this is the first time I'm like blogging using my laptop and I find myself typing incredibly fast that I can't even believe myself and don't feel like stopping any moment but still I have to because it would seem stupid if I just keep yaking and yaking away without making sense. As if its making any sense now, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK the Harry Potter(I keep wanting to type Happy Porrer) book was great! I was only reading the first part and one character died already :( I'm not going to reveal any thing just in case someone who wants to read the story himself reads my blog and kill me using a illegal pistol which was stole from Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm like, growing taller because I can finally jump and touch my ceiling already. Not that I couldn't do it last time but I only can touch the ceiling with only my fingertips but now, oh blimey! Even more fingertips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord I seriously have no idea what am I typing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to how-I-am-doing-right-now-with-my-current-life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was great. Many assignments were handed in, its a wee more relaxed then the past. I'm so satisfied with my wds so I don't care if my classmates actually read my blog and say I'm showing off because as a matter of fact I believe they know I won't :D No wonder I didn't really blame Daddy Lord for costing me to lost my the files in my thumbdrive, not that He'll do that on purpose, instead I thanked Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I dl-ed limewire and dl-ed lots of songs, like more then 50 today. I'm like fucking scared that I'll get caught and fined and daddy will be sent to jail :( I wouldn't dare to dl anymore songs this week already haiyaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww I miss my bf alot. I'm going Ikea tomorrow after school to purchase furnitures for my new home. No I'm not moving house, but imagining I'm moving into a completely new house with my husband :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother reckons that we should revamp our room so we should knock down the double deck bed and have 2 single beds instead. But can't anyone tell that its inconvenient for me to share a room with my brother ah whatever. I should revamp soon. My squeezy room is getting on my nerves because I kept knocking onto something whenever I'm walking around in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I'm typing all along, because it seems dull to me maybe I've lost my ability to blog already :( But still, I'll say I love my bf although we are always bickering around. I love my life now hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll better be off to work on my wds already. I hate having last minute work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I PROMISE I'LL BLOG OFTEN, LIKE EVERYDAY, AND MOST PROLLY THE NEXT TIME I BLOG I WILL POST PICTURES OK?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5948801655321155085?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5948801655321155085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5948801655321155085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5948801655321155085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5948801655321155085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/08/everyday-is-shit-to-me-not.html' title='Everyday is a shit to me- not!'/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RrB89swmb1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/7P5hRvOCE5U/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-6444205690906368754</id><published>2007-07-22T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T13:04:28.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally the work load is slightly lighter.&lt;br /&gt;I promised there will not be any last minute work again, NEVER. Because apparently, it sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;Like having not enough sleep, worrying about not being able to hand them in on time, whether is there anything lacking or whatsoever. I'm enough of this.&lt;br /&gt;CARC is done(hopefully), coming up next will be cmsk, iiso, wds(?) Whatever, prolly every of my module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped church today. Dad just reached home this morning, everybody was being lazy :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyway CG on friday was good. My first time attending CG with fellow TPians. Sang, worshipped, prayed @ Mensa. I wanna learn guitar! Hopefully the coach there will teach me. (as soon as when I know him well enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to IKEA later with mom. OK I need a new table. I need empty boxes. I need a mini cupboard. Fuck, I need many stuffs. My room is too small whereas I have so many ABCEFG stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin is coming later to fix my network. Purchased my lappy for like, a week? &amp; the network is still not working at my house. Ya la, I'm lousy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to watch Full House with my mom now, because I love Rain; he is so sexy, so hot, I love his chest and butt but sadly he don't have any chest/stomach hair.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, I realised sometimes I like to talk to my wall next to my bed. I think I'm mad, so I'm going to draw God's figure there, pretending he is always there to listen to my whinnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definition of christianity- A relationship with God, and its all about believing and trusting him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to church can really change me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6444205690906368754?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6444205690906368754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6444205690906368754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6444205690906368754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6444205690906368754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/finally-work-load-is-slightly-lighter.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-3457259594837460361</id><published>2007-07-11T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:31:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stab me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I lost my thumbdrive. Now, the iMac in my school ate up all my work in my thumbdrive. &amp;amp; I was only allowed like TWO days to finish the whole damn thing?! Like, both my proposal and website which I've spent more then TWO days to complete(apparently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm allowed to hand in by Friday which is super impossible because I still want to sleep and eat and survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is such a bitch right now. If not for my friends and bf at school I would have left school and fly to Paris(again) already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all my beloved who helped to console and cheer me up yesterday! Faridah, eat my invisible cork _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so dead meat and constipated now, to date I've got like three or more projects to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the iMac which ate up both my wds and iiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't even have the time to shit, how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3457259594837460361?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3457259594837460361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3457259594837460361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3457259594837460361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3457259594837460361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/stab-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5303571178867319517</id><published>2007-07-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:26:09.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I went to church today and I'm attending some A.R.R.O.W thing next with my fellow TP school mates @ Suntec.(I've simply no idea what does A.R.R.O.W stands for anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got emotional during service and sort-of broke down a little while everyone was singing their lungs out. I dunno, but I believe that He is a wonderful Father to us all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night's dinner was fabulous. We had it @ Clarke Quay's Indonesian restaurent, and boy, how crowded it was!&lt;br /&gt;I was still unwell :( and the crowd gave me given more headaches!&lt;br /&gt;Besides sitting there and enjoying the food, we spotted a really cute child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpD_-RkFI2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/n-YDAMxko-M/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084845424632996706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpD_-RkFI2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/n-YDAMxko-M/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEAZRkFI3I/AAAAAAAAAds/vnfGUK4Zc2Y/s1600-h/DSC00454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084845888489464690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEAZRkFI3I/AAAAAAAAAds/vnfGUK4Zc2Y/s320/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEAohkFI4I/AAAAAAAAAd0/D6rUvM_q_F4/s1600-h/DSC00455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084846150482469762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEAohkFI4I/AAAAAAAAAd0/D6rUvM_q_F4/s320/DSC00455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEA1hkFI5I/AAAAAAAAAd8/6kfwJNdP7a4/s1600-h/DSC00460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084846373820769170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEA1hkFI5I/AAAAAAAAAd8/6kfwJNdP7a4/s320/DSC00460.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that instance I feel like kidnapping her and bring her home so I can play with her hair and pretend that she is the Barbie Doll.&lt;br /&gt;(She's singing by the way, hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEBMxkFI6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/6P6yHny4dS4/s1600-h/DSC00458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084846773252727714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpEBMxkFI6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/6P6yHny4dS4/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing there- facing the river- smoking- thinking of sweet ol' memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Daddy was so cool yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a cheesepie sore throat now, I'm going to drown myself with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a second thought, maybe no because I've to submit my wds proj on tuesday and iiso next week. Fuck la i hate projs because there are driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5303571178867319517?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5303571178867319517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5303571178867319517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5303571178867319517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5303571178867319517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-i-went-to-church-today-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RpD_-RkFI2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/n-YDAMxko-M/s72-c/DSC00453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-7284079276876191045</id><published>2007-07-07T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:02:02.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite having a fever of 37.8 degrees, I'm still quite in a hyper mood, blasting my room with musics, laughing at stupid pictures in friendster &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt;, multi-tasking(doing proj[s] at the same time), eating sweets, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the sweets I've bought last week is still not finished(OK apparently I had bought sweets &amp; chocolates from Candy Empire and the amount total up to be 16 bucks and more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a good day today, like the weather, senery and all. Everything looks/sounds so calm now! I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; its 07.07.07 today! There will be a 24 hr concert live on channel 5 @ 7pm, must watch! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited because I'm going to church tomorrow hahaha! Its been YEARS since I last went to a church, I'm so happy! Praise the Lord yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Wear green today/tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I totally can't stand myself. I hate sneezing right now because my nose is blocked, and after sneezing for the whole afternoon + night yesterday, I'm-so-tired! Every sneeze feel as if I'm blasting my nose off you know, and you'll get the feeling that your nose flew away, and came back to its original place after 2 seconds. OK that's dumb, I've no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm webcamming with tham &amp;amp; qm now, I can't stand that couple! Kiss in front of me! :@&lt;br /&gt;But haiya, its not as if I didn't see them do it before lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneezed 100 times today, so I'm going to eat my half eaten chicken rice, lick more toffees, drink honey water, call molly and do projs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/P.S I've cut my fringe myself and I think I look funny hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye my darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-7284079276876191045?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/7284079276876191045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=7284079276876191045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7284079276876191045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7284079276876191045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/despite-having-fever-of-37.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-6699905213999353847</id><published>2007-07-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:21:41.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Ro5raRkFI1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wI2x_WZvd3M/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084119128483373906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Ro5raRkFI1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wI2x_WZvd3M/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;In this lonely night, I can only think of you.&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/22885529-6699905213999353847?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6699905213999353847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6699905213999353847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6699905213999353847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6699905213999353847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-this-lonely-night-i-can-only-think.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Ro5raRkFI1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wI2x_WZvd3M/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-2994165471804295236</id><published>2007-07-05T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:49:46.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rozx5RkFIxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1P_VT5Bg-Nw/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083704045664019218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rozx5RkFIxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1P_VT5Bg-Nw/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month has past, all these were good memories.&lt;br /&gt;There were times we acted stupid together, get crazy together.&lt;br /&gt;Those will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Although you love to tease me, I still love you the same.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you hug me close,&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you smell my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you &lt;em&gt;giap&lt;/em&gt; me around your armpit(&amp; no baby, your armpit doesn't stinks :D)&lt;br /&gt;I love the way your lips brushes against mine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I believe there are more to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;040607&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, I actually fell asleep in the bath today.&lt;br /&gt;OK, it was not exactly falling asleep while bathing, but shitting.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyaaaa, I know it sounds stupid, but whatever! Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; was awaken by the sounds made by my bro and co.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 30 mins, don't you find it funny?! I can even sleep while shitting hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough of my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;I hate periods! They literally drive my mood away you know?!&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I went home early.&lt;br /&gt;Plan was to bathe, sleep, wake up, eat, work on projs.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever fuck, my plan was screwed because my bro's friends came over, I can't rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you know, the chain goes on. Mehhh.&lt;br /&gt;I shall start working on my projs now, like wds and iiso.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss tham now.&lt;br /&gt;This is for you girl :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz0WBkFIyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7u7HGhulDq4/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083706738608513826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz0WBkFIyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/7u7HGhulDq4/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the crazy times when we were together?&lt;br /&gt;Remember how we both go boy-crazy at a period of time?&lt;br /&gt;Your crazyness, your funny-ness always never fails to cracks me(us) up.&lt;br /&gt;2 months for friendship, &amp; still counting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz1LhkFIzI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HWvhWcT9wtU/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083707657731515186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz1LhkFIzI/AAAAAAAAAdM/HWvhWcT9wtU/s320/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz1cxkFI0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/x00KlwT2vrU/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083707954084258626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Roz1cxkFI0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/x00KlwT2vrU/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of you better stop tao huay-ing and study OK?!&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories are good, however some should be forever erase from mind.&lt;br /&gt;Aye, getting emo once in a while is good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world \v/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-2994165471804295236?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/2994165471804295236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=2994165471804295236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2994165471804295236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2994165471804295236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/1-month-has-past-all-these-were-good.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rozx5RkFIxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1P_VT5Bg-Nw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-12948551220040372</id><published>2007-07-04T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:23:18.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rop0ARkFIwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/WxpHFcuikoI/s1600-h/ah+kiat+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083002677504582402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rop0ARkFIwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/WxpHFcuikoI/s320/ah+kiat+194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy one Month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Baby, I love you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-12948551220040372?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/12948551220040372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=12948551220040372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/12948551220040372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/12948551220040372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-one-month.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rop0ARkFIwI/AAAAAAAAAc0/WxpHFcuikoI/s72-c/ah+kiat+194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-2120895342108076351</id><published>2007-07-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T23:07:21.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RopgVxkFIvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/S59CNpVnHJM/s1600-h/DSC00434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082981056639214322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RopgVxkFIvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/S59CNpVnHJM/s320/DSC00434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh please, although its very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand people who keep pointing at my chin because of two fucking/bloody/shitting zit :(&lt;br /&gt;The next person who ask me what happened to my chin I will grab the nearest chopsticks and shove it up his/her asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[edit]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y'know, I'm like practically &lt;em&gt;rolling on floor laughing my ass out&lt;/em&gt; because tham and I was laughing over our msn conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thammmm : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST NOW u noe qm was shocked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thammmm : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and asked me why he shaved in a v stunnedvoice HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think damn funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just imagine la, someone so hairy like him go shave botak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I do, reminds me of you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOTAK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thammmm : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAH YESSSS, I THINK HIS HAIR SURE TKE 900 YEARS TO GROW BAC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thammmm : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO BECOME BUSHY ALL OVER AGAIN LA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't mind me, I love to laugh with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I really mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[/edit]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-2120895342108076351?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/2120895342108076351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=2120895342108076351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2120895342108076351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2120895342108076351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-laugh-please-although-its-very.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RopgVxkFIvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/S59CNpVnHJM/s72-c/DSC00434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-699258188701953036</id><published>2007-07-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T00:18:28.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Transformer is cool shitsxz, just watch la!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I cannot stand my face now because all of a sudden I'm having zit outbreaks at the most visible place(s) and all I feel is to just slap my aloe vera anti pimple gel all over my face and lay flat on my bed and yell "ALIBABA!", hoping that all my fucking zit will go away :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-699258188701953036?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/699258188701953036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=699258188701953036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/699258188701953036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/699258188701953036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformer-is-cool-shitsxz-just-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8535502750801638397</id><published>2007-06-30T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T18:46:00.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm suppose to work on my IISO now, but I'm like friendstering/chatting on msn/ thinking of molly/eating junk food/screaming in my room for no good reason/pulling my hair/switching the fan on and off/singing candyman/spraying watermelon all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I should move on because I've got to send in the draft by TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I still have less then 6 hours to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I HATE GIRLS ON FRIENDSTER TRYING TO SHOW OFF THEIR CLEVAGE UNTIL THEIR WHOLE NEH NEHS COMING OUT HAIYA DON'T SAY I'M JEALOUS BECAUSE I'M FLAT BUT OI AT LEAST I'M WEARING A BRA OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/PS: My brother just bought the Gatsby new rubber or whatever rubbing wax, it still looks the same except the bottle is smaller and nicer, and its more expensive. Oh ya, it smells nice as well. My new addiction sure be smelling the Gatsby wax every morning before I left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I still like to smell my hair OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out to eat hahahaha. Fuck la I got no time to do IISO I'm so scared Joanna will kill me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( why am I missing my bf so much now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8535502750801638397?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8535502750801638397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8535502750801638397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8535502750801638397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8535502750801638397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-suppose-to-work-on-my-iiso-now-but.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1182039265336632181</id><published>2007-06-30T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T11:40:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoXAZxkFIsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/RQOHV1BeUkg/s1600-h/d719e284d613d998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081679303591404226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoXAZxkFIsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/RQOHV1BeUkg/s320/d719e284d613d998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Listening to: When you're Gone- Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what?! I've slept for more then 12 hours last night, fucking shiok I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;And Alice WAS a killer. It kept most of us awake through the night two days ago, I hate it!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not gonna take that subject next term, hahaha BYE YOU F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IISO project is to be handed in by tonight, I'm going to rush a bit now :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oh, I've realised that scanning in my hardcopy to the com doesn't work- because it can't be edited anyway, so I've to fuckingly retype everything in again, which is such a waste of my time lor, nnbey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing pimples everywhere right now, its so horrifying that I can't bear to look into the mirror because I'm so scared that I might break it.&lt;br /&gt;You know, growing at places which is so visible to everyone?! How am I going out later?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, and then I just realised my friendster view hit 2k, which is so &lt;b&gt;amusing&lt;/b&gt; cos I got stupid and ridiculous viewing me hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my P coming soon, and I hate it even more because that is the period where I get the most zit outbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoXCkxkFItI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5h3os8DATuU/s1600-h/Picture+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081681691593220818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoXCkxkFItI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5h3os8DATuU/s320/Picture+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a project about baboons, I dunno whether this picture helps me or not :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1182039265336632181?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1182039265336632181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1182039265336632181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1182039265336632181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1182039265336632181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/know-what-ive-slept-for-more-then-12.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoXAZxkFIsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/RQOHV1BeUkg/s72-c/d719e284d613d998.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-1767983839275246220</id><published>2007-06-27T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:30:30.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJEpBkFIoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/C3W3pR7LaAg/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080698801212433026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJEpBkFIoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/C3W3pR7LaAg/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I know, I looked funny but whatever! Its funny what! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I love my armpit I love my armpit I love my armpit I love my armpit and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, and I love looking straight into the camera without smiling at all- gives one blind stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJF4xkFIpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qvAw166yTNw/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080700171307000466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJF4xkFIpI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qvAw166yTNw/s320/DSC00344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair looks so nice here hor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a horrified secret to share with everybody.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my thumbdrive yesterday and I almost at the verge of breaking down because my proposal is inside and I didn't have any backup copy at home.&lt;br /&gt;-flooding at home.&lt;br /&gt;I almost go to the extreme of going to school at a insane timing of 11pm to retrive but end up never. Went up to check whether my thumbdrive was still there, and fucka nathans, it was not there anymore la, nnb!!!&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried in front of Javius/Ms Faridah/the humans in the lab.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that kuku who took it, I just left it there for 1 night! But if its me who spot a thumbdrive lying there, I would have took it anyway, haiyaaaa. :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the stupid thing is, I realised I have a hard copy, and it means I can scan my hard copy into the computer into my new thumbdrive. Nb I'm so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK anyway, my wds is somewhere there, I'm so happy I'm so happy I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm like taking a break from Alice now, I'm gonna tear my hair soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJHyRkFIqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bfZNb6Kgg_A/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080702258661106338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJHyRkFIqI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bfZNb6Kgg_A/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lost my thumbdrive again I'm going to fly to Paris and stay there and never come back. Hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to &lt;s&gt;paris&lt;/s&gt;compass soon to change my phone line and buy bra(s) hahaha. Then I'll be back to work on my alice, then I'll die. OK Not funny. I'm in an insane mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is the new green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJKDxkFIrI/AAAAAAAAAcM/m8bkVqe1UJM/s1600-h/DSC00412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080704758332072626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJKDxkFIrI/AAAAAAAAAcM/m8bkVqe1UJM/s320/DSC00412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1767983839275246220?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1767983839275246220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1767983839275246220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1767983839275246220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1767983839275246220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-i-know-i-looked-funny-but-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RoJEpBkFIoI/AAAAAAAAAb0/C3W3pR7LaAg/s72-c/DSC00348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-151692625329713754</id><published>2007-06-23T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:38:28.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rn0EnLTJVaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QS4Ka60ZvUg/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079221025838290338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rn0EnLTJVaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QS4Ka60ZvUg/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh I'm so tired, I can't believe school's reopening soon, and I'm feeling so dead-meat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family are going out to fish(again), and hell I'm not going, so I'm going to stick at home, glue my butt to my seat and try my best to complete some shit homework from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I'm feeling ill, and the idea of going back to work tomorrow sucks. Last day, but aiya, I just don't feel like going to work :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingernail just broke, and I just hate it hate it hate it. I wanna have red fingernails and blue toenails laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if my life is in a mess now and I wanna go to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, God can you please give me answers for my questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-151692625329713754?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/151692625329713754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=151692625329713754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/151692625329713754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/151692625329713754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahhhhhh-im-so-tired-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rn0EnLTJVaI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QS4Ka60ZvUg/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-3310889881348668189</id><published>2007-06-22T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:12:57.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thankyewwwww for the birthday greetings!&lt;br /&gt;Ok la I'm now old I'm 17 already hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;But whatthefish, I don't have that kind of 'omg-its-my-birthday-I-don't-care-die-die-also-want-to-celebrate-and-make-it-big feeling' sial.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've step out of the celebration bit already. Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, big thanks to those who greeted me- you know who you are so I don't mention la :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I can't believe the first and the most accurate was like, Yi Jun?! Gosh that babe was so nice!&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm going to kiss her when school reopens! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly be staying at home and &lt;i&gt;chiong&lt;/i&gt; projects. Training at night :)&lt;br /&gt;Ya I didn't go out to celebrate. Told ya I'm not in the celebrating mood already :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm like stuck here for 1 hour plus? Msn is distracting me, and.... I'll blog tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, suddenly I think I'm having moodswings. NNB, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3310889881348668189?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3310889881348668189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3310889881348668189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3310889881348668189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3310889881348668189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/thankyewwwww-for-birthday-greetings-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1692998422080376643</id><published>2007-06-18T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:44:34.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RnaoIbTJVWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9r6bfy9hUQA/s1600-h/e8fec442a3f14175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077430492627293538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RnaoIbTJVWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9r6bfy9hUQA/s320/e8fec442a3f14175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"From me, to you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.my.God. I'm like eating only one meal plus an apple per day.&lt;br /&gt;OK I need to lose fats on _____, _____ and ___. :(&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, why would I want to lose weight?! SIAO LA!&lt;br /&gt;Who cares man, I'm gonna eat like how I used to eat in secondary school, hahaha. Then I'll be the second Shrek.&lt;br /&gt;And Shrek is sexy because he got nice, round belly, and his skin is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; in colour. He has two green ears which sticks out on top of his head, and he is fat hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Neh neh pok I sound like a bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;Off to eat.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I've regreted because I'm feeling so bloated now, knn :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was family dinner after work, and the food was fab.&lt;br /&gt;I had prawns again. Hahahahaha ya la. My mouth was uh, swollened? To make it worst, I think my allergies spread to my tongue already :(&lt;br /&gt;Went over to airport- ya la, airport. I dunno why I was there either but haiya, the time spent there with relatives was great.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! I think airport has the best toilet in the whole Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Because the cleaners are extremely friendly. I like the cleaners there! Its like, I entered the toilet, this cute, old aunty just sat there, holding on to the broom and smiling to everyone. So cute lor!&lt;br /&gt;I felt like taking a picture with the ah ma you know?!&lt;br /&gt;OK whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother was damn hilarious because he stayed in the toilet for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;When he came out, my father was like, "Eh you know your brother was playing in the toilet?!"&lt;br /&gt;OK not funny. But just-imagine. "Your-brother-was-playing-in-the-toilet" Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ya, he played. With the dunno what lotion thing used to wash the toilet bowl. He said that lotion smells nice.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh brother, come and smell my fart -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to do some WDS but... Something distracted me.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing some facts about the past is no good, you know.&lt;br /&gt;After learning about this, I felt as if I'm being ________.&lt;br /&gt;But its the past, I'm not bothered by it anymore right now. Because I believe, and I quoted it from &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;, that "Childish people deserves to be together."&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pointing this to anyone in particular, so don't assume OK. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGod I'm working tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGod I'm working tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGod I'm working tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGod I'm working tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;OhmyGod I'm working tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Which will be the second last time I'm working.&lt;br /&gt;No income, but who cares. I need more time to be spent on family, friends and bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to stop stoning. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1692998422080376643?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1692998422080376643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1692998422080376643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1692998422080376643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1692998422080376643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/from-me-to-you-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RnaoIbTJVWI/AAAAAAAAAbM/9r6bfy9hUQA/s72-c/e8fec442a3f14175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-4131654158787945107</id><published>2007-06-13T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:55:08.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chio bo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF SHE HOW OLD?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this yr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NABEI WHY HER NEH NEH SO BIG?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaninehneh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;omg faint&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm gonna blog this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALAOWAY SHE 15 I 17 HER NEH NEH SO BIG I WANT TO JUST CURL UP SOMEWHERE AND DIE ALREADY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is so funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK I'VE GROWING PROBLEM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;piang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just continue doing random surfing on friendster I think I'll die soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, I can't stand girls with nice and big boobies, taking picture showing clevage cause' they make me so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la I have small breast, what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not drink any other drinks, other then papaya milk and that rotten smelly fish soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so shocked that I only ate 1 meal today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever, I'm losing weight, and don't-ever-say-that-I'm-not-fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4131654158787945107?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4131654158787945107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4131654158787945107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4131654158787945107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4131654158787945107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/ade-feels-kryptonite-says-chio-bo-more.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-3172323766516504031</id><published>2007-06-13T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:49:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a fucking hot day! So I had decided to stay at home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I last stayed at home, laying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling of my double deck bed. Gosh, things are really changing around me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how my life is progressing now, how my friends around me changed. Knowing what happened between both of them really shocked me. Good things never last, I guess this is quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder mine will end or not- I hope not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a once, a period whereby I really wished to turn lesbian, but kinda failed :/ I realised that this move was really dumb, and I should not ruin myself by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get myself a rich bf, be a bitch, spent their money and run off, but tadah, failed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake now. I don't want to mess around with my life anymore. I just want to earn enough money for myself to spent, and enjoy life! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've another person with me now. I love him, and I know he loves me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rm-wJrTJVTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7RyJjG8wj5A/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075468985358177586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rm-wJrTJVTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7RyJjG8wj5A/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's when I love you&lt;br /&gt;When I love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although we're just a short period of time, but I'm so happy with you. I don't ask for eternity, but I want us to be happy :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I've gotten myself a new phone, I've sort of neglect my camera la! But thank MamaGod, its still in good condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to have supepr with molly last night @ Serangoon Garden! Though we ordered very little food, but walaoway, the stingray was &lt;em&gt;fabulous&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly was so funny and dumb because he didn't know how to eat &lt;b&gt;Gong Gong&lt;/b&gt;. Aiya, you know, the snail-like-shell and we have to use a satay stick and 'dig' out the flesh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept laughing at him because he didn't know how to dig, and his face was kukunathan funny hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home after that :)&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to do my homework now. I can't believe that I still insist of going uni. Hahaha so wrong, but I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rm-ykbTJVUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/yQDaYxHSMsg/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075471643942933826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rm-ykbTJVUI/AAAAAAAAAa8/yQDaYxHSMsg/s320/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;OK I've replaced my tagboard with haloscan, thanks alot to &lt;a href="http://subtlegoodbye.blogspot.com/"&gt;CHERINEWEE&lt;/a&gt; for helping me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3172323766516504031?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3172323766516504031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3172323766516504031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3172323766516504031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3172323766516504031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-is-fucking-hot-day-so-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rm-wJrTJVTI/AAAAAAAAAa0/7RyJjG8wj5A/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-1626395230221505916</id><published>2007-06-11T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T01:07:49.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmwuoLTJVSI/AAAAAAAAAas/-L_yO5yZYkU/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074482147902444834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmwuoLTJVSI/AAAAAAAAAas/-L_yO5yZYkU/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I can't stand myself, that I've to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf, I still catch no balls on how to make a simple skin la.&lt;br /&gt;Neh neh pok, someone please help me :(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I keep having bladder problems and I need to go toilet every 15 minutes to pee.&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or what?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And my mother is lying. My breasts didn't grow &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1626395230221505916?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1626395230221505916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1626395230221505916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1626395230221505916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1626395230221505916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-cant-stand-myself-that-ive-to-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmwuoLTJVSI/AAAAAAAAAas/-L_yO5yZYkU/s72-c/DSC00246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8605013392442470118</id><published>2007-06-07T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:04:38.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmgMfLTJVQI/AAAAAAAAAac/-B3oWMz2_Ys/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmgMfLTJVQI/AAAAAAAAAac/-B3oWMz2_Ys/s320/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073318709981435138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite(ade) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i only know how to make love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanna learn?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough(me) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;duh -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm like talking with my cousin about how scary kukubirds are, and making love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok soon i'll teach you the basic steps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lmao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no ade, shut up hahahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 1st step is to FEEEEEL the love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd get on the bed, the floor will hurt cause it's hard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd strip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th "i like to move move i like to move move"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade feels kryptonite says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: ) bingo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I love, the more my heart can't get enough says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, after my exams, I shall learn how to make a blogskin for myself. I know la, it sounds dumb but &lt;em&gt;I like&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this week is a totally so-the-suck-yet-have-to-get-through week. I've no fucking idea why other people from other courses have like 2 to 3 tests, unlike us, 5. FIVE OK, AND THEY ARE NOT SIMPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've simply no mood to study now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmgMsLTJVRI/AAAAAAAAAak/djgPGSfn508/s1600-h/Picture+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmgMsLTJVRI/AAAAAAAAAak/djgPGSfn508/s320/Picture+096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073318933319734546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I want to laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asiq- I don't understand language from Mars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;molly- myboo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanglin- Linked! Aiya you, cute seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray- Your brain cells spoil or something ah? She's the one who always stick with me during pri school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh- Read. I've only got kahray's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben- SUPER DUPERLY FINE HAHAHA. WHERE ARE YOU IN MSN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alfed- Great :) Many? A picture says a thousand words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8605013392442470118?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8605013392442470118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8605013392442470118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8605013392442470118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8605013392442470118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/ade-feels-kryptoniteade-says-i-only.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RmgMfLTJVQI/AAAAAAAAAac/-B3oWMz2_Ys/s72-c/Picture+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-3655783222945375753</id><published>2007-06-06T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:05:33.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lai ang sucks :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3655783222945375753?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3655783222945375753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3655783222945375753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3655783222945375753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3655783222945375753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/lai-ang-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8090167409423527600</id><published>2007-06-03T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:45:43.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuling- Will relink asap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryn- Ya la! Everytime I see you, you screamed at my face. Boring lei you hahahaha. Ok la I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- I miss you baby! Girlfriend how are you already? I wanna see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yujian- What's your problem?! Hahahaha good for you that you can tag, but aiya, even if someone has that amount of money, I'm still a very valued human being :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade- I'm super cheered up already! Thanks girlfriend! And what's your link? Or have I linked you wrongly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vivien- Sexy, what's your link? You never give me how to relink you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah- Hahahah I think so too! Webcamming is so the fun lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tham- OMG SIMON I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU AND I WANT TO MARRY YOU HAHAHAHA. Don't want qm la, be my girlfriend OK? Oh die I like, got so many girlfriends already, but nevermind! I still love you!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are next week, I'm scared, but still...&lt;br /&gt;hahahehehahahehehahehahehahehahehahe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I'm feeling this way, shit :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8090167409423527600?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8090167409423527600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8090167409423527600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8090167409423527600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8090167409423527600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/06/replies-to-messages-yuling-will-relink.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-4953203938807514777</id><published>2007-05-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:44:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"boys are rubbish, throw stones at them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be stopping to blog this few days already. I need time to clear my mind, sort things out. I'm having exams next week so wish me luck ok?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la, I can post pictures already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JK-ing with 4C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2aQSGwa_I/AAAAAAAAARU/lZamJ2rTvuI/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer;cursor:hand;"src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2aQSGwa_I/AAAAAAAAARU/lZamJ2rTvuI/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070378360017808370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2bVCGwbAI/AAAAAAAAARc/oMimOUDdXUg/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer;cursor:hand;"src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2bVCGwbAI/AAAAAAAAARc/oMimOUDdXUg/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070379541133814786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2bfiGwbBI/AAAAAAAAARk/7vdmX-iQTbc/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2vkiGwbrI/AAAAAAAAAW0/eyEtt8N_KWc/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070401797654343346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2vvSGwbsI/AAAAAAAAAW8/VRRvnuhAtHs/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2vvSGwbsI/AAAAAAAAAW8/VRRvnuhAtHs/s320/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070401982337937090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2v6yGwbtI/AAAAAAAAAXE/it4EPJ3JKf4/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2v6yGwbtI/AAAAAAAAAXE/it4EPJ3JKf4/s320/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070402179906432722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wIiGwbuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9mCm0nlSa8A/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wIiGwbuI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9mCm0nlSa8A/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070402416129634018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wRSGwbvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/bwBZCQlCOdA/s1600-h/Picture+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wRSGwbvI/AAAAAAAAAXU/bwBZCQlCOdA/s320/Picture+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070402566453489394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wcCGwbwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/QfNxCOPPmCw/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2wcCGwbwI/AAAAAAAAAXc/QfNxCOPPmCw/s320/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070402751137083138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tham and me!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2w9iGwbxI/AAAAAAAAAXk/GATE3Yh34hE/s1600-h/Picture+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2yOiGwb3I/AAAAAAAAAYU/0ZOFD-Yn2r0/s320/Picture+24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070404718232104818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2yiSGwb4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/OFc35x-rWSQ/s1600-h/Picture+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2yiSGwb4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/OFc35x-rWSQ/s320/Picture+25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070405057534521218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2yvCGwb5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZhtprQSOxpc/s1600-h/Picture+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2yvCGwb5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/ZhtprQSOxpc/s320/Picture+26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070405276577853330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2y6yGwb6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/HRYvYqt42Z4/s1600-h/Picture+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl200iGwcDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hUdrXgwCuYc/s320/Picture+39.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070407570090389554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21CyGwcEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/FUVVIMFRCmo/s1600-h/Picture+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21CyGwcEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/FUVVIMFRCmo/s320/Picture+40.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070407814903525442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21OCGwcFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/o_xHrIInyLM/s1600-h/Picture+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21OCGwcFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/o_xHrIInyLM/s320/Picture+41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070408008177053778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21lSGwcHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-F3QnHcNDqw/s1600-h/Picture+44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl21lSGwcHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/-F3QnHcNDqw/s320/Picture+44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070408407609012338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm done for now, I did this for like 3 hours? F shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4953203938807514777?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4953203938807514777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4953203938807514777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4953203938807514777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4953203938807514777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/boys-are-rubbish-throw-stones-at-them.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rl2aQSGwa_I/AAAAAAAAARU/lZamJ2rTvuI/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-4442799270977089491</id><published>2007-05-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:01:10.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. My com crashed, therefore lack of updates&lt;br /&gt;2. Too busy with school/work/life(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just steal the photos here la, I'm so tired to blog, enjoy teh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK blogger is having bitch fits, I cannot upload them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try tomorrow, don't kill me ok? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Its helluva lots to photos. I think my friends will die reading my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4442799270977089491?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4442799270977089491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4442799270977089491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4442799270977089491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4442799270977089491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-3458477190993047071</id><published>2007-05-19T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:38:50.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO SORRY FOR NOT BLOGGING FOR A MILLION YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer had apparantly died since the last time I blogged, and its fine now hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so serious that I can't switch it on, but I didn't send it for repair because somehow it works today! OK my com gave attitude for the past few days &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, basket lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired already! So many photos, but my cam is sleeping now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom says I've grown fatter, and I'm 2kg heavier already. Someone please slap me and I don't care shit you guys gonna say, I-AM-GOING-TO-LOSE-2KG-OF-FATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change my phone on Sunday, but I've no idea which phone should I change to! :( Hanyway, I need to hit my sheets early because I'm having class gathering(yayness, photos! I miss my 4C shits!) and Sentosa-ing! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow/later, love ya'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me OK? \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3458477190993047071?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3458477190993047071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3458477190993047071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3458477190993047071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3458477190993047071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-sorry-for-not-blogging-for_19.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-530758080956981480</id><published>2007-05-19T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:37:32.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO SORRY FOR NOT BLOGGING FOR A MILLION YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer had apparantly died since the last time I blogged, and its fine now hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so serious that I can't switch it on, but I didn't send it for repair because somehow it works today! OK my com gave attitude for the past few days &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, basket lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired already! So much photos, but my cam is sleeping now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom says I've grown fatter, and I'm 2kg heavier already. Someone please slap me and I don't care shit you guys gonna say, I-AM-GOING-TO-LOSE-2KG-OF-FATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change my phone on Sunday, but I've no idea which phone should I change to! :( Hanyway, I need to hit my sheets early because I'm having class gathering(yayness, photos! I miss my 4C shits!) and Sentosa-ing! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow/later, love ya'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me OK? \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-530758080956981480?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/530758080956981480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=530758080956981480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/530758080956981480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/530758080956981480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-sorry-for-not-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-6937429354182903953</id><published>2007-05-13T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:49:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He tastes like you only sweeter(me) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;i'm saving all the shits now lmao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah - call me fat again and find yourself with a broken rib(Sofiah) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah - call me fat again and find yourself with a broken rib says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wat shit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aiya the notes lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;so tml no need to go ole again what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah - call me fat again and find yourself with a broken rib says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;oHHH.. I TOT YOU SAY YOU SAVING SHIT BECAUSE YOU WANNA SAI TMR SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OMG YOU'RE CRAZY LOL. THAT'S SOMETHING FUNNY\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tastes like you only sweeter says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'M GOING TO BLOG THIS LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6937429354182903953?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6937429354182903953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6937429354182903953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6937429354182903953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6937429354182903953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/he-tastes-like-you-only-sweeterme-says.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-7764345203762565628</id><published>2007-05-13T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:10:39.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="60"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/C87ko6aXCD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/C87ko6aXCD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="60" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is awesome heowheowheow! OK I know H send me this song eons ago, but I've only learn to appreciate this song only just!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is having bitch fits OK?! Stop complaining that about me not blogging already &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I received a message from Michael S and apparently he's alive again! OK maybe he went MIA for 2/3 months(?), but what the hell! He's working at central again hahaha, and shows that I can see that small-size-dude-yet-he-claims-he-is-fab-in-dragon-boating already! (AND I CAN FINALLY GOT HOLD OF THAT DISK WHICH HE OWED ME FOR MONTHS!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are suparrr fine, just that recently I had my ankle sprained D: I've no idea how that happened but it just happened &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;like that&lt;/span&gt;. Anywayssss I love having trainings now! Its like so the fun hahaha. Just that I've a feeling coach didn't really give in his everything to us lor! First years are not that strong, but we can handle what! Not as if j.h didn't did that to us before, so hurrrrr :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK did I mention about me seeing one of my seniors during training last friday?(a week ago) I didn't? OK, apparently I saw &lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt; and I, uh, freaked out? Because in case you guys didn't know anything about her and the rest of the girls in the team during sec school, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;she gave us stressES&lt;/span&gt;. People like me had to endure her demandings and cried in front of everybody in the end? How terrible was that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I didn't have anything against her, but... Aye eyey I dunno &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lei&lt;/span&gt;. Make a wild guess, its very obvious who she is hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spraining of ankle is super terrible ok?! blowing lips, brrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely walk now. I wonder how am I going to school tomorrow. I WANT A PLANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this I can't work yesterday and had to stay at home and smell my feet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK my class loves cam-whoring! Heowheowheow :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOOHYVdhI/AAAAAAAAANE/iu1vkdTojKg/s1600-h/Picture+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOOHYVdhI/AAAAAAAAANE/iu1vkdTojKg/s320/Picture+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891204175132178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOZHYVdiI/AAAAAAAAANM/mk12EOKYL6M/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOZHYVdiI/AAAAAAAAANM/mk12EOKYL6M/s320/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891393153693218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOhXYVdjI/AAAAAAAAANU/vC9NQgFm9JI/s1600-h/Picture+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOhXYVdjI/AAAAAAAAANU/vC9NQgFm9JI/s320/Picture+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891534887614002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOuHYVdkI/AAAAAAAAANc/Qj_PTm1sYjQ/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOuHYVdkI/AAAAAAAAANc/Qj_PTm1sYjQ/s320/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891753930946114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaO23YVdlI/AAAAAAAAANk/_fUgt8w22-w/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaO23YVdlI/AAAAAAAAANk/_fUgt8w22-w/s320/Picture+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063891904254801490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPEHYVdmI/AAAAAAAAANs/iUAeQvN7R9I/s1600-h/Picture+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPEHYVdmI/AAAAAAAAANs/iUAeQvN7R9I/s320/Picture+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063892131888068194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two most favorite girls in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPV3YVdnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Dx9CIKu0oEA/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPV3YVdnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Dx9CIKu0oEA/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063892436830746226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fee &amp; zee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPhnYVdoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rMW80nXp1U8/s1600-h/Picture+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPhnYVdoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rMW80nXp1U8/s320/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063892638694209154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis, zee, fee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPxnYVdpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WUQOsP47vq0/s1600-h/Picture+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaPxnYVdpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/WUQOsP47vq0/s320/Picture+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063892913572116114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaP5HYVdqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UJUUEimyi9s/s1600-h/Picture+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaP5HYVdqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/UJUUEimyi9s/s320/Picture+122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063893042421135010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaP_3YVdrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BDM9ErDCjoU/s1600-h/Picture+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaP_3YVdrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/BDM9ErDCjoU/s320/Picture+123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063893158385252018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQInYVdsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wo9MsTSN4nI/s1600-h/Picture+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQInYVdsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/wo9MsTSN4nI/s320/Picture+124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063893308709107394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQP3YVdtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SSTX_lDPOSM/s1600-h/Picture+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQP3YVdtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SSTX_lDPOSM/s320/Picture+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063893433263158994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guys see like, how long his lashes are?! If I continue looking at them I think I'll get frustrated and pluck out all his lashes and stick them onto mine. So he'll get hairless already hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQrnYVduI/AAAAAAAAAOs/WarVdvXadOI/s1600-h/Picture+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQrnYVduI/AAAAAAAAAOs/WarVdvXadOI/s320/Picture+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063893910004528866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQznYVdvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/k634vBY7X5k/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQznYVdvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/k634vBY7X5k/s320/Picture+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063894047443482354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQ6nYVdwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sXfc2iTd7so/s1600-h/Picture+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaQ6nYVdwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/sXfc2iTd7so/s320/Picture+130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063894167702566658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaRGHYVdxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NLVzTYhlyJ8/s1600-h/Picture+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaRGHYVdxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/NLVzTYhlyJ8/s320/Picture+131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063894365271062290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this photo! Because fee's phone's cam is like, 3.2 mega pix?! And my camera takes good quality photos hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't posibly put in captions for all photos so bear with it ya? Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago Fee, Sam and I went town-ing and the main objective is to purchase my volleyball shoes. Oh ya! My current shoes had apparently, split itself into two, not for one side, but both. Fuck, its damn embarassing because I had to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tape&lt;/span&gt; my shoes during that time, gawwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. When is the last time I felt embarassed by soemthing I did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, instead of using my precious money to spent on my precious shoes, we went splurging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Fee and I were in the canteen, waiting for Sam to finish up his tutorial and have lunch together. Fee got bored and wanted to have fun with my cam again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaSjnYVdyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ezEeY1KTwZM/s1600-h/Picture+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaSjnYVdyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ezEeY1KTwZM/s320/Picture+138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063895971588831010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww I'm drooling already because the prawns looked too yummilicious and chao kuku, I cannot eat prawns for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTEXYVdzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lJ76V8dXCW4/s1600-h/Picture+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTEXYVdzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/lJ76V8dXCW4/s320/Picture+134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063896534229546802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam squeezing his lime and at the same time yelling, "Don't take my picture!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTZHYVd0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/GThpAa_eu3g/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTZHYVd0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/GThpAa_eu3g/s320/Picture+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063896890711832386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm, here's where the seeds goes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTkXYVd1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/C9ga-oNNMbA/s1600-h/Picture+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTkXYVd1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/C9ga-oNNMbA/s320/Picture+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063897083985360722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hokkien noodles with lime is the best! I love stirring and mixing my noodles in them!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTznYVd2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/TU1KX4wXwgs/s1600-h/Picture+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaTznYVd2I/AAAAAAAAAPs/TU1KX4wXwgs/s320/Picture+137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063897345978365794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam in his Taiwan accent, "Hao chi!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm actually advertising my school's food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaUD3YVd3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3h8O-2_9LdA/s1600-h/Picture+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaUD3YVd3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/3h8O-2_9LdA/s320/Picture+140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063897625151240050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sparkling H-TWO-O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thirst Quencher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, so true! You should see how Fee loves them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaUnHYVd4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/JxjkHtsJRfQ/s1600-h/Picture+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaUnHYVd4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/JxjkHtsJRfQ/s320/Picture+141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063898230741628802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, am I sexy enough for the photo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm retarded because I'm actually &lt;b&gt;laughing out loud&lt;/B&gt; at the com by what I wrote previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just-imagine-Sam-saying-this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVGHYVd5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/BnSVfsDyg2c/s1600-h/Picture+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVGHYVd5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/BnSVfsDyg2c/s320/Picture+142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063898763317573522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVTHYVd6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/NVvJC0uwLho/s1600-h/Picture+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVTHYVd6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/NVvJC0uwLho/s320/Picture+143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063898986655872930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVaHYVd7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/GpNw1QqiuTk/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVaHYVd7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/GpNw1QqiuTk/s320/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063899106914957234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVknYVd8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Y9lQsFS-QNM/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVknYVd8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Y9lQsFS-QNM/s320/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063899287303583682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVwHYVd9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/SvLZ2_kY0b4/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaVwHYVd9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/SvLZ2_kY0b4/s320/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063899484872079314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm following Sam's style. I think my dog is so sexy hor?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaV-XYVd-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/94zGvu4nJFM/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaV-XYVd-I/AAAAAAAAAQs/94zGvu4nJFM/s320/Picture+149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063899729685215202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Gos Sam! Stop doing your killer pose, you're killing all the girls out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting dogs on Sam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaWP3YVd_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/e24vS8MgXoY/s1600-h/Picture+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaWP3YVd_I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/e24vS8MgXoY/s320/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063900030332925938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOOK AT THIS PHOTO I CAN'T BELIEVE IT SAM HAS NO LEG HAIR(maybe for a few strands, but what the hell!) HE LOOKED SO NAKED I THINK HE WAXED IT OFF OR PLUCKED THEM SAME WHAT'S SO WRONG WITH YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaW3XYVeAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/F-zdRVdddZs/s1600-h/Picture+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaW3XYVeAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/F-zdRVdddZs/s320/Picture+151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063900708937758722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;518-ed to town and the weather was FUCKING hot. Its such a bliss in the air-conditioned bus and we simply yelled out, "THIS IS HEAVEN MAN!" and &lt;s&gt;dropping&lt;/s&gt;sitting hard on the seat with several stupid looking people looking stupidly at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, never see people feeling hot before meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaXh3YVeBI/AAAAAAAAARE/NQZfgLhQsmg/s1600-h/Picture+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaXh3YVeBI/AAAAAAAAARE/NQZfgLhQsmg/s320/Picture+153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063901439082199058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam can you please stop doing that? We were supposed to do the \m/, and you went what? \v/? blowing lips, brrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town-ed, and we did random walking, somehow ended up in Zara! Fee and I did some change over for Sam, and screams-, he looks fab in those clothes! He actually took those clothes, tried them and said, "OK lor, I go purchase them." Fee and I was like, "Huh?" except for me doing the extra, duper high pitch one hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of us bought something from Zara and agreed to wear them on the next day heowheowheow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaZS3YVeCI/AAAAAAAAARM/22LjScwoywk/s1600-h/Picture+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaZS3YVeCI/AAAAAAAAARM/22LjScwoywk/s320/Picture+154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063903380407416866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God Sam, please put your \v/ hand sign in your mouth hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know la! Its alot of photos but blame someone for oweing me the photoshop disk for such a long time that I couldn't pile all of them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be weird because I can smell the rain now, gawwwww I hate raining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to go for my church but curse my damn ankle! I hate staying at home OK! I think I better ring up H because I'm bored and I wanna pull his hair hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now. I did this stupid post for 2 and a half hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy Mother's Day! &amp; I'm being a good girl/daughter because I bought something for both my mother and godmother. My mom actually giggled in a silly way to herself and this was the first time I saw her doing that hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've the smallest neh neh in class because poeple like tham is so much bigger lor! I'm so jealous that I'm going to drink papaya milk everyday, drink smelly fish soup every weekends and do push ups until I get a C cup and show off to the big neh nehs in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WROTE THAT OUT IN MY POST?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-7764345203762565628?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/7764345203762565628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=7764345203762565628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7764345203762565628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7764345203762565628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-last-night-i-received-message-from.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RkaOOHYVdhI/AAAAAAAAANE/iu1vkdTojKg/s72-c/Picture+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-278341917924221393</id><published>2007-05-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:43:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've 33645823746024 pictures to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay tune OK? I'll post them tomorrow. I'm too tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and I love you alllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying kiss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-278341917924221393?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/278341917924221393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=278341917924221393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/278341917924221393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/278341917924221393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-33645823746024-pictures-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-9147167875631791325</id><published>2007-05-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:34:52.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK ITS THE TRIAL TOMORROW I'M SO GONNA BE DEAD COS I'M HAVING A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN NOW SOMEONE PLEASE HELP MEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*breathes in and breathes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I have so many photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I miss my boy :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-9147167875631791325?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/9147167875631791325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=9147167875631791325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/9147167875631791325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/9147167875631791325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-its-trial-tomorrow-im-so-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-9195771722411813145</id><published>2007-05-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T23:45:53.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Meow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent like, I-dunno-how-much today?! Bought two tops, &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt; pairs of shoes. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ahhhhhh meow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've like, 3548613478 pairs of shoes at home now lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I've pierced my ear yesterday hawhawhawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3vh3YVdZI/AAAAAAAAAME/vVW5aw4OnFs/s1600-h/Picture+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3vh3YVdZI/AAAAAAAAAME/vVW5aw4OnFs/s320/Picture+098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061464921315046802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ear is still red, I dunno why. It hurts alot la, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;chao neh neh&lt;/span&gt;. Whoever says piercing ear is not painful, that's bullshit &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho-kay, I stayed at home yesterday to studyyyyyy. I'm studying, you know?! But met up with jiemin for late breakfast @ CP. Saw a number of ex-schoolmates, and they all saw me with specs, ptff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I pierced my ear hahahaha! Its so sad la! Because her bf doesn't allow her to pierce &lt;s&gt;*^#$%&amp;#$&lt;/s&gt; I've to pierce without her :( All along I was panicking, giving a shocked to that uncle(who pierced my ear) by turning towards him in a fast manner, saying, "Iwanttppiercemyear." Hahaha you should see the reaction of that uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn scared I'll be blind. OK la! I humji can?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, &amp; I went home to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, Elaine Chan is &lt;b&gt;studying&lt;/b&gt;. She's &lt;b&gt;studying&lt;/b&gt; on a Saturday afternoon. Dunno when is the exams but still &lt;b&gt;study&lt;/b&gt;. She needs to &lt;b&gt;studehhhhhh&lt;/b&gt;. Zomg I studied, gawww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea what I was doing for the whole afternoon(I'm not really studying), but sitting on my desk, doing &lt;i&gt;things&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya my table is fucking messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3x7nYVdaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ltHufNd36fQ/s1600-h/Picture+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3x7nYVdaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ltHufNd36fQ/s320/Picture+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061467562719933858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being my sister's tutor can be a killer. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to my I-bought-two-tops topic. One of them was helluva nice and I thought its a waste if I didn't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3yiHYVdbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ESQpsHgAGK4/s1600-h/Picture+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3yiHYVdbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ESQpsHgAGK4/s320/Picture+095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061468224144897458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiting has the same one and was wearing it at the moment as well! So she thought we ought to take pictures because we'll look cute(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3zDHYVdcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gfVpsZSehDw/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3zDHYVdcI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gfVpsZSehDw/s320/Picture+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061468791080580546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them looked as if we were fat, which is ridiculous!(I shan't post that up hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I need money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I need money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with H @ CP, and the first thing he said when he saw me was, "What happened to your hair? Want be emo har?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the. Sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got school tomorrow. I need to study &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;meowsxz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj30m3YVddI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cj6LJoL5zSA/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj30m3YVddI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cj6LJoL5zSA/s320/Picture+099.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061470504772531666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO CUT BOTAK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj30zHYVdeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LZ3jV5kVPsc/s1600-h/Picture+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj30zHYVdeI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LZ3jV5kVPsc/s320/Picture+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061470715225929186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't &lt;i&gt;point&lt;/i&gt; anything lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj31j3YVdfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ItnSHX_glD0/s1600-h/Picture+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj31j3YVdfI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ItnSHX_glD0/s320/Picture+101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061471552744551922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Meow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj319HYVdgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gsqtM20IVtE/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj319HYVdgI/AAAAAAAAAM8/gsqtM20IVtE/s320/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061471986536248834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green lips + gray teeth looks so nice on me right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun with my camera! &amp; I think &lt;i&gt;meow&lt;/i&gt; is the in thing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-9195771722411813145?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/9195771722411813145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=9195771722411813145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/9195771722411813145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/9195771722411813145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rj3vh3YVdZI/AAAAAAAAAME/vVW5aw4OnFs/s72-c/Picture+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-5876091200008779702</id><published>2007-05-02T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:08:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realised its hard to keep a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like blogging &lt;i&gt;daily&lt;/i&gt; and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's really busy, and I just had volleyball trial today! Fortunately I'm one of the lucky ones who got in second round but... I've got a feeling that I might not be in the team &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;neh neh&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I was in a wrong attire today/played extremely donkey-like/jump/run around the hall &lt;b&gt;barefooted&lt;/b&gt;/feeling nervous until I thought my heart almost stop/... aiya its damn fucked. I even had a second thought that &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt; won't want me because I'm in shorts(not those FBT like), tees that is suppose to wear to school, NOT FOR SPORTS, slippers, hair flying all around etc. Slap me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'll stop talking about it now because its damn &lt;i&gt;malu&lt;/i&gt;, and please, pray hard for me that I'll make it into team OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chao neh neh, I've no idea why the fuck their standard is so the high mansxz&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I idolise someone in volleyball(boys).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5876091200008779702?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5876091200008779702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5876091200008779702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5876091200008779702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5876091200008779702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-realised-its-hard-to-keep-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-4243086881861750948</id><published>2007-04-29T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:32:24.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="250" height="65"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/TYT7I8YnFf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/TYT7I8YnFf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="250" height="65" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make this a habit, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have to blog often&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of photos from the past week, and my week had been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: I only have a few minutes to blog, I better do it fast!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First day in school&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQuInYVc6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-KwToXUbwaY/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQuInYVc6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-KwToXUbwaY/s320/Picture+090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058719006988792738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zai, Tham-tham, Qinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQuaXYVc7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/HH9VVm7Shyo/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQuaXYVc7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/HH9VVm7Shyo/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058719311931470770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Yijun, So&lt;s&gt;fi&lt;/s&gt;fiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I love my act-as-if-my-nipples-were-petruding-out handsign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQvNnYVc8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6nRGT0Mai9E/s1600-h/Picture+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQvNnYVc8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/6nRGT0Mai9E/s320/Picture+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058720192399766466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a kiss too, Tham :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQvYHYVc9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/9x_-8wiomJQ/s1600-h/Picture+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQvYHYVc9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/9x_-8wiomJQ/s320/Picture+093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058720372788392914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some faces were cut off, but we still love Tao Kei Noi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed off for Web Design, I swear this subject is extremely fun &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;! That day we were asked to design a website and add in our personal/or whatever you want it to be in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;This is what I do on Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Go school &lt;br /&gt;Eat &lt;br /&gt;Doze off &lt;br /&gt;Shit &lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Die&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my everyday sins:&lt;br /&gt;Eat sinful food &lt;br /&gt;Shit them out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Die&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asked to do a nested list, so it is: &lt;br /&gt;Chan-chan's sins on Monday &lt;br /&gt;Eat Milky Chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;Pig-out on crunchy seaweeds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Die.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan-chan's sins on Tuesday &lt;br /&gt;Stuff oneself with oily food. &lt;br /&gt;Shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Die.&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan-chan's sins on Wednesday &lt;br /&gt;Its only Tuesday now, so don't ask :/&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After writing this on my html, I kept laughing to myself ridiculously. Luckily no one saw what I did hahaha. I think the lecturer frowned at what I wrote when she came to my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sam's big day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Wild Hogs with classmates and the movie was great &lt;s&gt;I guess&lt;/s&gt;. Ate at some Kopitiam where So&lt;s&gt;fi&lt;/s&gt;fiah can't seemed to find any Halal food therefore indulged herself with ice kachang for lunch(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ0eXYVc-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/bM1W5GlU20g/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ0eXYVc-I/AAAAAAAAAIs/bM1W5GlU20g/s320/Picture+057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058725977720714210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ0sXYVc_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dy8vNYkW3-E/s1600-h/Picture+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ0sXYVc_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dy8vNYkW3-E/s320/Picture+058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726218238882802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ013YVdAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iBr1KUyVK0w/s1600-h/Picture+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ013YVdAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/iBr1KUyVK0w/s320/Picture+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726381447640066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1AHYVdBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pElgsce1Jac/s1600-h/Picture+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1AHYVdBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pElgsce1Jac/s320/Picture+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726557541299218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;s&gt;fi&lt;/s&gt;fiah said I looked retarded here. No, I don't! I just 'accidentally' had my tongue out, its not retartded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1TXYVdCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xmuyu-IHKtA/s1600-h/Picture+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1TXYVdCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/xmuyu-IHKtA/s320/Picture+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058726888253781026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Sam, what happened to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1d3YVdDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4xrfvtUeAwE/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ1d3YVdDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4xrfvtUeAwE/s320/Picture+063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058727068642407474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Leighton(is it spelt like that?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the conversation between me and &lt;s&gt;Randy&lt;/s&gt;Javius. Sofiah kept clicking away -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ2pHYVdEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-PZnlCdvbMM/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ2pHYVdEI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-PZnlCdvbMM/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058728361427563586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ21XYVdFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/urPx9WeE26M/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ21XYVdFI/AAAAAAAAAJk/urPx9WeE26M/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058728571880961106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ2-3YVdGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tQ6kjs7-0xA/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ2-3YVdGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tQ6kjs7-0xA/s320/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058728735089718370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3GnYVdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/XOkcVczj7Do/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3GnYVdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/XOkcVczj7Do/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058728868233704562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup Mr Samuel yo, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3Q3YVdII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HMVkferBmhQ/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3Q3YVdII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/HMVkferBmhQ/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729044327363714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm Chan-chan, and no, I don't look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3b3YVdJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hUIfLKn2fVk/s1600-h/Picture+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3b3YVdJI/AAAAAAAAAKE/hUIfLKn2fVk/s320/Picture+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729233305924754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what girls normally do in toilet right? Touch up on make upssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3qnYVdKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cPG-WfTfIHM/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ3qnYVdKI/AAAAAAAAAKM/cPG-WfTfIHM/s320/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729486708995234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked into the camera! I looked into the camera! I looked into the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ34nYVdLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SrCEMzoa_Ec/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ34nYVdLI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SrCEMzoa_Ec/s320/Picture+074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729727227163826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so nice lor, bought birthday cake for him, never even give him 238956348923 slaps. Sam why didn't you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4IXYVdMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qHvCOu3IBSc/s1600-h/Picture+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4IXYVdMI/AAAAAAAAAKc/qHvCOu3IBSc/s320/Picture+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058729997810103490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tham, what's up with that spastic look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4b3YVdOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B9VUtGJtePk/s1600-h/Picture+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4b3YVdOI/AAAAAAAAAKs/B9VUtGJtePk/s320/Picture+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058730332817552610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4lnYVdPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f03pTCFm_vY/s1600-h/Picture+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4lnYVdPI/AAAAAAAAAK0/f03pTCFm_vY/s320/Picture+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058730500321277170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 2. Why can't he just take a proper photo with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4w3YVdQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/UYGS-C4e-Pc/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ4w3YVdQI/AAAAAAAAAK8/UYGS-C4e-Pc/s320/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058730693594805506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abcdeFIFI and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ49XYVdRI/AAAAAAAAALE/r1icb9wrGPk/s1600-h/Picture+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ49XYVdRI/AAAAAAAAALE/r1icb9wrGPk/s320/Picture+081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058730908343170322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I got a kiss! But I dunno why I looked ba gae in here lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5IXYVdSI/AAAAAAAAALM/2fb5Unre4yw/s1600-h/Picture+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5IXYVdSI/AAAAAAAAALM/2fb5Unre4yw/s320/Picture+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058731097321731362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the ba gae in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5S3YVdTI/AAAAAAAAALU/efv2bklQhck/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5S3YVdTI/AAAAAAAAALU/efv2bklQhck/s320/Picture+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058731277710357810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno who's head got cut off :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5dnYVdUI/AAAAAAAAALc/_FjnwjsxzzA/s1600-h/Picture+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5dnYVdUI/AAAAAAAAALc/_FjnwjsxzzA/s320/Picture+086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058731462393951554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh its Michael, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5rnYVdVI/AAAAAAAAALk/VOaogVZjzp8/s1600-h/Picture+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5rnYVdVI/AAAAAAAAALk/VOaogVZjzp8/s320/Picture+087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058731702912120146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Sam looked so nice with Tham, looked so --- with me?! Chasing after Sam &amp; whacking him with my shit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5-HYVdWI/AAAAAAAAALs/iT2GAJqwaXk/s1600-h/Picture+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ5-HYVdWI/AAAAAAAAALs/iT2GAJqwaXk/s320/Picture+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058732020739700066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the pictures to enlarge. &lt;s&gt;Randy&lt;/s&gt;Javius looked VERY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ6NnYVdXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L_n2wdwyfIk/s1600-h/Picture+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ6NnYVdXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/L_n2wdwyfIk/s320/Picture+089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058732287027672434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept yelling, "Take photo la!" for 23486 times until finally someone noticed me. So sad lor, they dunno that when somebody takes a camera and places it in front, waiting, means its a photo taking session :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, its like 2:30pm now. I need my shower or else I'll be late already. Byebye world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ64HYVdYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/N_x56C-D1dE/s1600-h/ah+kiat+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQ64HYVdYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/N_x56C-D1dE/s320/ah+kiat+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058733017172112770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new phrase, "MUST MISS ME OK?!"&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- Lol I saw your name in the trial for volleyball list! Hahahehehoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah- Not exactly, but I want to know how they do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- I will remember you my dear girlfriend. I love you, love me too ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- I enjoyed it too, and ya, I saw Susan several times, she likes to squeeze my arm lei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4243086881861750948?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4243086881861750948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4243086881861750948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4243086881861750948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4243086881861750948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cannot-make-this-habit-i-have-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RjQuInYVc6I/AAAAAAAAAIM/-KwToXUbwaY/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-4438521292801176085</id><published>2007-04-28T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T00:46:53.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK this is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've simply forgotten my email/msn password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I've reset it already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4438521292801176085?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4438521292801176085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4438521292801176085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4438521292801176085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4438521292801176085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-this-is-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8047852213819083678</id><published>2007-04-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:53:52.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been to this page for 45673618 times and I &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; failed to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I'm trying hard not to get distracted- phone, msn, tv, toilet(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week has been great. New friends, new classmates, new enovironment, new subjects, new classrooms, new toilets(?), new... whatever! &amp; I tend to oversleep practically everyday lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sam's birthday today anyway, happy birthday dude! You still owe us 19 slaps each!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My connection is having bitch fits again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog mroe on the weekends, so stay tune OK?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oh, my new hobbby is to go in boys' toilet. Aiya what the hell, got nothing one lor. Except for once I saw Javius zipping up his pants or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder how guys shh shh at the oval-shape-thing-at-the-wall. I think its difficult to aim.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Hope you enjoy your school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- Ya, I rowed! Its damn fun! You didn't see me?! That's so sad! Lucky IT school didn't chose people just like that lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shujin + luffy- Will link you guys asap :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ainsofiah- Will link you asap. Hahaha, I know you love me baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8047852213819083678?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8047852213819083678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8047852213819083678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8047852213819083678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8047852213819083678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-to-this-page-for-45673618.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-3316909158722161626</id><published>2007-04-22T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:46:25.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no fucking idea why the fuck the fucking poser do this for. If you hate me, just tell me fucking straight in the face. Don't fucking hate behind the computer screen and pose as others. I don't know your fucking motive, and I won't want to know. I've enough of your fucking nonsense and yes, I will not remove those fucking tags you left because this will show the others what a fucking coward you are. Be a man, look for me instead OK? Thank you super the much _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, I'm back! OK I'm not suppose to do blogging now because I'm tired and feeling a little unwell, but hey! I think my class rocks \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, my new name is chan-chan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures on monday, I can't wait to see my classmates!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3316909158722161626?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3316909158722161626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3316909158722161626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3316909158722161626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3316909158722161626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8561392368619863400</id><published>2007-04-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:34:58.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I will post myself wearing specs asap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, I bought a new mascara. &amp; the results was damn appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9QEbH-nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U8HwEh0fhJk/s1600-h/Picture+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9QEbH-nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U8HwEh0fhJk/s320/Picture+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054794978044672626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to show off or what, but those lashes ARE real. Its so much better then the stupid Maybeline junk that I had bought previously. I so love my lashes &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, I don't need to put on the fake ones anymore, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what brand is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9tUbH-oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ppNTvWsYwFY/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9tUbH-oI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ppNTvWsYwFY/s320/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054795480555846274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Click to enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its from Loreal by the way, and its a MUST BUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's what you guys have been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9-EbH-pI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7qApgItM1ZM/s1600-h/Picture+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9-EbH-pI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7qApgItM1ZM/s320/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054795768318655122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah dah! I look so the nice &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;?! I was so excited that I kept wearing those sexy specs to work. My colleague can't resist my sexy specs and requested me to take a picture with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY-yEbH-qI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QP7WVF0x_QY/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY-yEbH-qI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QP7WVF0x_QY/s320/Picture+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054796661671852706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat snake OK?! I'm a very hardworking worker! *sniggers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether was it because of my specs which resulted to:&lt;br /&gt;- a total of THREE ang mos farting across/to my face.&lt;br /&gt;- the fish market guy walked past my shop a totaly of TEN FUCKING TIMES within a day.&lt;br /&gt;- sales dropped(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A total of THREE ang mos farting across/to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not lying about the farting part OK. The first ang mo farted to my face when she was bending down to try shoes, with her butt facing me. And then suddenly, *puuutttt*(with extra onion and cow's smell). Fucking tabuleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second one was when I was in the toilet. When I entered the toilet, a strong smelly cow's smell stung my nose. I thought I saw a walking cow, but in fact, it was another female ang mo -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one happened in the MRT. This male ang mo was damn tall until his smelly ass was at around my stomach/chest level. And he just couldn't endure but to fart right in front of me. I'm so poor thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I realised all of the ang mos' fartings resembles the same smell- cow. I've no idea why, and I didn't want to find out. Its so much worst than us Singaporeans' one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The fish market guy walked past my shop a totaly of TEN FUCKING TIMES within a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this Fish Market(a restaurant's name by the way) guy with huge eyes, pimply face, and boots which can be heard miles away from my shop always walk pass my shop everyday without fail. I think he is a pervert or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past record was him walking pass my shop eight times. This time round, was TEN. I had to see him TEN times that day, akk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because I'm wearing specs and it shocked him too much that he was having walking fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition of Fits from my brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A &lt;u&gt;Pakinson disease&lt;/u&gt; where your body shivers uncontrollably.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sales dropped(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I look too good in specs, and my hair smells so nice that everyone is jealous of it so they don't feel like walking into my shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I smell my hair like 45676187 times that day.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had orientation today and it was... OK la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate the part where you have to go to the sports hall and practise your mass dance. I felt as if I'm back to sec 1 lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover I'm wearing my lovely hand drawn shoes, and it got stepped on so many times. I'm so pissed with practically everyone there, y'know?! Andit was effing hot in there, everyone was so sweaty, and we had to dance &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;i&gt;basket chao bangala&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've made new friends :D There's a girl with the same name as me, and we have to address each other as 'chan'(me), and 'tham'(her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this guy who looked like Gao Xing in My MVP Valentine lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiZFe0bH-rI/AAAAAAAAAH8/h6mREraICos/s1600-h/Tiantianqiqi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiZFe0bH-rI/AAAAAAAAAH8/h6mREraICos/s320/Tiantianqiqi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054804027540765362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like copy and paste one! Although this picture looks ugly, but the looks is somewhere there, get what I mean?! Hairstyle the same, face the same, wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited because I'm having a 2 day 1 night camp tomorrow. They said my school is filled with ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to sleep now or I'll be a vampire tomorrow. If I do, I shall suck... whose blood shall I suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bao I want to see you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left, here's one bigass photo of mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiZGhUbH-sI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xq91v40Le5E/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiZGhUbH-sI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xq91v40Le5E/s320/Picture+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054805170002066114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing that face of yours already.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben- I know. I mentioned that my table was having a bad surface day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahBao- Lol really, mine all still look quite new you know lol. &amp; I want to see you laaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- I dunno why, but plenty of people told me that my posts are funny, although they were not meant to be lor lol. I'll be in school on thursday and friday as well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TreasuresAbove- Ya la, got pic already, happy not?! &amp; I was kinda shocked when I saw you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackkiie- Taken already! Green is so nice hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- There it is :D I lovely girlfriend, we're married. When are we having kids?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8561392368619863400?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8561392368619863400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8561392368619863400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8561392368619863400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8561392368619863400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry-for-lack-of-updates-as-promised-i.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiY9QEbH-nI/AAAAAAAAAHc/U8HwEh0fhJk/s72-c/Picture+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-1360645097214656854</id><published>2007-04-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:47:55.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahem, well, let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first spectacles in primary 4, I thought it was cute because my specs were kinda ROUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJHP446G3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/1recUrD9iG8/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJHP446G3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/1recUrD9iG8/s320/Picture+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053680070157802354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, its blue &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. Sky blue used to be the &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; colour, now the colour its damn gay. Whoever loves sky blue is GAY :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, during secondary 1, I had my second spectacles. Decided to try something new, so I chose a brown one. Wow, brown, cool huh? In fact, its not because the shape is oval/round again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJIGo46G4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/IsH2p3rLgP4/s1600-h/Picture+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJIGo46G4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/IsH2p3rLgP4/s320/Picture+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053681010755640194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fucking specs got crooked real badly because once during volleyball training, the stupid ball came flying towards my face. I couldn't stand myself walking around with a stupid, ugly, crooked looking specs so I requested for another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is the one which I've been wearing since secondary 3, up till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJJ1Y46G5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jRlFvSYDAxg/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJJ1Y46G5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/jRlFvSYDAxg/s320/Picture+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053682913426152338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya, its sky blue/metal blue color. So what? I don't wear them now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I think all of my specs are DAMN UGLY. Its either ROUND or oval or oval-ly round, aiya whatever fuck, THEY ARE UGLY, PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no more! No more blue specs! No more round specs! I'm having green, apple green, hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJLtI46G6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Txti-PS4Kg8/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJLtI46G6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Txti-PS4Kg8/s320/Picture+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053684970715487138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJL3o46G7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/gOpEch1W53o/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJL3o46G7I/AAAAAAAAAHE/gOpEch1W53o/s320/Picture+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053685151104113586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple green and brown, teeheehee. Nice? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yes they're nice. Very sexy as well, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I really have no idea why all of my specs can survive up till now. I have a total of FOUR specs at home, and they are taking up spaces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJQPI46G8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/5g6UFVRuIno/s1600-h/Picture+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJQPI46G8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/5g6UFVRuIno/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053689952877550530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my table looks ugly and weird, but they are kinda having pimples outbreaks now, don't blame them OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mother, "Ma, can throw these specs away? Damn &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;tin teh&lt;/span&gt;, I dunno where to place them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't throw lor! Keep for souvenir..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid lor, walaoway. Ugly glasses for sale, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, my colleague saw my ez link, and said I looked totally different in sec 1, and I'm very ugly! Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look simply gorgeous with my apple green specs, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is having chicken pox now, and I'm damn scared I'll kana it, how?! Chicken pox is damn ugly! Got the round round thing with one drop of watery liquid on her skin, so ugly lor! Some more will burst one lei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked her, "Itchy or not? Why you like treat it as nothing one har?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course itchy la! I'm tahan-ing!" Gives that constipated look until she gave way and released a small fart* (nah, I'm just kidding about her farting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called me a fart machine, I'm going to chase after him and fart at his face like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJUlY46G9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/lnoFvIBHZAs/s1600-h/Picture+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJUlY46G9I/AAAAAAAAAHU/lnoFvIBHZAs/s320/Picture+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053694733176150994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice? I think my hair looks nice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take a poop and sleep soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Long day tomorrow. Why do I keep working full shift?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;My father's new favourite song: What comes around goes around by JT. He keeps singing them to my face and its damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother loves to wear a santa hat to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Mother is being brave for not scratching her chicken pox-es.&lt;br /&gt;Father sings JT's song and acting irritating in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Sister has small eyes and big teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma enjoys screaming into my ear and being senile towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'm being a normal daughter/sister/grand daughter with a cool specs \m/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1360645097214656854?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1360645097214656854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1360645097214656854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1360645097214656854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1360645097214656854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahem-well-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RiJHP446G3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/1recUrD9iG8/s72-c/Picture+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-5286562741128999739</id><published>2007-04-14T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T01:06:30.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PS: New song uploaded; Don't Forget To Remember Me by Carrie Underwood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Saturday today hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means, I'm getting my specs in 12 hours time hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, my mom gave me this particular LV bag. I thought it was fake so I told her, "Ma, I want a real LV bag, I don't a want a fake one." She glared at me and snapped, "Its real one lor! I give you branded stuff you still like that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wide eye + a 'O' shape mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I GOT LV BAG HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I brought it out the next day to work, I can't help it but I &lt;s&gt;sort of&lt;/s&gt; attracted many unwanted attentions from working adults. Perhaps they were thinking, wtfish is this young-lady-trying-to-act-mature-and-rich carrying that LV bag for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that bag is in my wardrope now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working full shift practically everyday(almost) and I think I'm dying. Watched The Reaping early on and --- x.x &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Why do I keep scaring myself in the movies?!&lt;/span&gt; &amp; hahahaha, this time round it wasn't me who jumped and shaked the chair, but H. HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt-ed home and we saw a ah bu neh neh &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;orh-ing his pi sai&lt;/span&gt;. Fucking gross, and I had a horrified feeling that this ah bu neh neh flicked his &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pi sai&lt;/span&gt; after playing with it. Gross, I know, I'll stop it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that I can shit right now. Why? My life is good and I'm collecting my sexy specs tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be taking any pictures of me wearing my sexy specs unless that zit on my face disappear. Fuck la, I hate having zit on my oh-so-good-complexion face &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. I'm going to the toilet to pee, sing a song, drink a cup of water, pee again, and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world, good night love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TreasuresAbove- I'm not a pig, and I love my cat(on my shoes) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahBao- Please call me if you see me in school ok?! I miss playing with you in audi :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asiq- Duh, I'm your friend for about 2/3 years? Please sleep if you're tired OK, mangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- Yeah sure! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alfred- Yes, I know. 100% done by the one and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Love and miss you too! Going F.E tomorrow? I'll be there, you know. hints* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep receiving comments on my shoes &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lei&lt;/span&gt;. I think I might consider doing it for people and charge them money. No worries, just buy the plain shoes yourself, give it to me and pay me $6. Trust my drawing and taste, I didn't fail my art last time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5286562741128999739?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5286562741128999739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5286562741128999739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5286562741128999739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5286562741128999739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-saturday-today-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-6958415285597781652</id><published>2007-04-10T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T01:06:28.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Help! Smelling my hair is becoming a new habit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept smelling my hair until &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; said I look like a dog, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is getting senile. She can just ask me 'Eat already?' and 'What time are you going to work?' for 6 times straight in a row. Like, she walked past my room, screamed into my ear, "Eat already or not?! What time working har?!", and before I can reply she had already walked to the kitchen :/ So whenever she walk pass me she'll start yelling this few sentence at the top of her lungs. Ah, my ear drums are dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I love working, but sometimes I feel very frustrated. Why? Because I've to think about what to wear every morning when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old job was better, because I had a uniform, pay was slightly better, and I don't have to crack up my brains to think of what to wear. But wtf la, I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; my old job because I simply can't stand those &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lao aunties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had full shift today and I thought I almost died x.x After Rina left, for some reasons a bunch of tai tais walked in and started trying lots of shoes. Suddenly the shop became 145678 times hotter, shoe boxes were piled up everywhere. But thank God H was there and helped me out a little :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah finally my shoes are done! I wore them today and felt really satisfied :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-H446GwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lFRWFhZNk2s/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-H446GwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lFRWFhZNk2s/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051840449765579522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-Yo46GxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XmOpl7dlSXA/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-Yo46GxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XmOpl7dlSXA/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051840737528388370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-f446GyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KfyMumcCWBw/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-f446GyI/AAAAAAAAAF8/KfyMumcCWBw/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051840862082439970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-oY46GzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cXeL5T8-CJE/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-oY46GzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cXeL5T8-CJE/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051841008111328050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-vI46G0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/G9_Msemm-_w/s1600-h/Picture+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-vI46G0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/G9_Msemm-_w/s320/Picture+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051841124075445058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are 100% handmade by ME, CHAN ELAINE. I drew them, coloured them, sewn them all by myself. Just say I'm talented and my shoes are fucking nice that you are already fainting on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The thing at the back of my shoes are called HEEL GRIPS, although are looked a little our of place :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I just cut my hair yesterday and I think I uhm, look nice. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiemin came over after we cut our hair and we started chatting a bit. Fell asleep while she watched some video on the com. My grandma fucking embarassed me by slapping my arm hard, forcing me to wake up and yelled into my face, "Eh you! Why you sleep?! Your friend here then you sleep, so bloody rude!" After that I just simply waved her away and hid my face behind my pillow- too embarassing because I kana whacked by my grandma in front of my friend- but feel asleep after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh fuck la, why I started writing in such long paragraghs?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhvAR446G1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/VQf8hvEvBik/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhvAR446G1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/VQf8hvEvBik/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051842820587526994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehahahoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhvAgY46G2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/auoAAoqgGkI/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhvAgY46G2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/auoAAoqgGkI/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051843069695630178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about being emo mansxz. I haven't been feeling emo for 48671387 years because the word 'emo' is dumb and stupid. Whoever creates this stupid word has NO LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hate freaks writing the stupid dates as their msn nicks. Oh please, nobody wants to know when and what time you &amp; your boo start getting together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I have lots of freaks on my msn :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to be a klurtz, a really cool klurtz. I think I rock \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asiq- Pictures might look disgusting, but its filling what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passerby- qPrettyLadyp. I haven't been gaming for 1 week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryn- Sure thing! I'm not a pro, I'm a noob :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- Ahh, but I can't! I've got work to do, but I'll attend the camp. Hope to see ya soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuling- Ya! LOL! Oh ya, sometimes Ms Goh can drive you nuts, beware OK?! My sis cute hor hor hor?! Take care babe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TreasuresAbove- I'm not a pig like you, I only ate one. I said I can actually finish two of them. I'm not rich hokay -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6958415285597781652?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6958415285597781652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6958415285597781652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6958415285597781652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6958415285597781652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/help-smelling-my-hair-is-coming-new.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rhu-H446GwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lFRWFhZNk2s/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-4087826092030608777</id><published>2007-04-08T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:31:49.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Should I blog, or should I not?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking tired please. &amp; I need to wake up early tomorrow, to get my hair cut hahahehehahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have steak @ Serangoon Garden. I'm so not happy about the steakhouse there because the service sucks. Totally sucks ok?! Its like we had to call the waiter/waitress about when-is-our-food-coming sort of stuffs. Oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I'm really pissed at something as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how small my meat was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkUuCOSovI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qvFmHpzNJBY/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkUuCOSovI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qvFmHpzNJBY/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051091238176072434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this fucking small. So small that it was the size of MY PALM(EXCLUDING MY FINGERS, FUCK LA!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn pissed OK?! I told my parents, "Wa lao eh! This sucks man! Meat so small, say what 'Garlic Steak', garlic my fart la, no garlic at all, the appetizers are not even here, I'm damn thirsty, this place is &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; small, I'm hot, I want another plate of meat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, "Do you know you are talking damn loudly and you're very noisy?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only after I've finished my meat, the fucking appetizer finally came. The Escargot was damn niceeeeeee. That's the only food I'm satisfied about :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkXWCOSowI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pXZQCXcnhc4/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkXWCOSowI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pXZQCXcnhc4/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051094124394095362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I've taken quite a number of photos of my brother eating. &amp; if any of you guys are his fans, good for you. You'll get turned on by the way he eats his oysters, hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, here's his plate of chicken + prawns hotplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkYFiOSoxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VUgLYS4DZ-0/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkYFiOSoxI/AAAAAAAAAE0/VUgLYS4DZ-0/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051094940437881618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves his food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take any shot of oysters, because I thought they were quite gross. But damn, I actually ate ONE OYSTER, and almost puke OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkY0iOSoyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8xqqnyKeaGg/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkY0iOSoyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8xqqnyKeaGg/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051095747891733282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour Tobasco sauce all over the oyster- extra tobasco please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkdWiOSozI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RMzMFJwFr9k/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkdWiOSozI/AAAAAAAAAFE/RMzMFJwFr9k/s320/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051100730053796658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examine the oysters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkeYSOSo0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z0-768wisDI/s1600-h/Picture+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkeYSOSo0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/Z0-768wisDI/s320/Picture+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051101859630195522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slurpppp~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Take 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkgACOSo1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/FDd-Ho13mb4/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkgACOSo1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/FDd-Ho13mb4/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051103642041623378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Hey there babes, I'm sexy."&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkiyCOSo2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-N6y4YTdIsU/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkiyCOSo2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/-N6y4YTdIsU/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051106700058338146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkjRSOSo3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5nwwHLr_6CI/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkjRSOSo3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/5nwwHLr_6CI/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051107236929250162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heh heh, my sis said my armpit is hot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TreasuresAbove- Huh, what the hell you talking about?! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahBao- Lol?! What mix together?! So do I look human? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Yes, they're cute! Lol. Hoho I'm abnormal, you love me?! Wow I love you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristine- I'll cook for you. Noodles for you my honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: Was talking on the phone thus entry is being cut short. Sorry!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4087826092030608777?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4087826092030608777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4087826092030608777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4087826092030608777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4087826092030608777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/should-i-blog-or-should-i-not-im.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhkUuCOSovI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qvFmHpzNJBY/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-6747987439700420024</id><published>2007-04-08T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:56:00.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nothing much to blog about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I love Black Cloverrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Black Cloverrrrrrrrr hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just bought a skinny there today &amp; almost got myself a dress there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I cannot stand it! CLEO magazine kept advertising Black Clover! I keep seeing nice clothes there, I want to die :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is, I get to walk pass that shop every saturday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cut my hair on Monday, buy my sweater, and get those back-to-school junks. Damn I need money laaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12.27am now, 8th April. My sister's birthday lei! I dunno what to get for her after shopping at the whole of PS just now. H and me saw this really adorable shop with lots of funny shit inside, but too bad its closed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt;, so pek cek mansxz &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept complaining that I wanted to pee every 5 minutes, but its true lor! I dunno why also :/ &amp; yet after I entered the toilet I don't feel that urgent anymore :( Oh ya, I've no idea why there is a bowl-for-guys-to-urine-thing in the Ladies. Did I enter the wrong toilet or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a few buttons :D Heh heh, I got a new, lovely pair of pumps! I'll take a photo of it when I'm done with the drawings :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe I ate good food last night! Daddy bought us to the Turf Club(?) and had thai food. Damn, the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;kang kong&lt;/span&gt; was fucking spicy that I wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfJBiOSoqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ygaPqKJM9NY/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfJBiOSoqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ygaPqKJM9NY/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050726535323099810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True colours of my brother: He loves to torture the plants ourside my corridoor by slapping their petals hard, causing the leaves to bend down in a stupid manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfJciOSorI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NSw_HhWEymY/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfJciOSorI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NSw_HhWEymY/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050726999179567794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, she's cute right? &amp; right after this shot, a song by Fall Out Boys is played. Both my brother &amp; sister were yelling in the car. "This ain't a sence, its a * damn arms race!" Stupid la, they make the song sounds stupid :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about last night's food till I'm drooling right on the spot now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention how my sis loves to write me cards/letters for no good reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfKyiOSosI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AmG6sUB0Cc0/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfKyiOSosI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AmG6sUB0Cc0/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050728476648317634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm the best sister, hokay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfLCyOSotI/AAAAAAAAAEU/utvc2PCTS3U/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfLCyOSotI/AAAAAAAAAEU/utvc2PCTS3U/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050728755821191890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although her English is damn broken, but aiya, its the thought that counts right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even the best sister in the world can't think of any presents for her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfLiSOSouI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9NGMOxxJiec/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfLiSOSouI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9NGMOxxJiec/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050729296987071202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, jie jie love you, muack :D&lt;br /&gt;(I've no idea why her eyes were so small last night. Or did she did it on purpose?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat something now. Ewww, I'm such a glutton hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow I'm doing opening tomorrow, and its 12.50am now. Bye my lovers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6747987439700420024?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6747987439700420024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6747987439700420024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6747987439700420024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6747987439700420024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-much-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhfJBiOSoqI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ygaPqKJM9NY/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-252091195327098876</id><published>2007-04-06T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:52:48.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PS: I'm so in the mood for story telling. Most of my stories today are fiction, in other words, I'm exaggerating.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What day is today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, its a Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What am I doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying at home, blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What I did last Friday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed at home, so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I pulled my hair in frustration, yelling, "ITS A LONELY FRIDAY AGAIN!' Several hair strands dropped out, looking in the mirror, I gasped in horror, because its bald in the middle of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY, TELL ME WHY PLEASE! WHY AM I AT HOME TODAY AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was having a shower, my mom suddenly yelled outside the toilet, causing me to bump my head against the sliding toilet door(or whatever you call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What la?! What you want? Don't disturb me! Want go shit go behind shit, don't ask me to come out halfway while I'm..."(me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No la! I'm asking you whether you want to watch Mr Bean with us or not. Eh I shit already lor."(me mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't want! I just told you I watched already what. Don't disturb my lovely shower, go and eat seaweed or something."(me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK then. Daddy, sis &amp; I are going to watch now. Bye darling, enjoy your shower!"(me mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."(me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-this-is-so-what-the-fuck-OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;i&gt;pek cek&lt;/i&gt; because everyone is out- My dad, mom, sis went to have their lovely movie, my brother got himself a date, even my grandma, yes my grandma, got herself a date too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what am I here, doing at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed that when I come out of my shower, I poured &lt;s&gt;power&lt;/s&gt;powder all over my body, rubbing them and blending into my skin until I turned white. I stepped in front of my mirror, screaming out in horror that I just saw a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was very fun, so I just hopped around my house, acting like a zombie, scaring my pet turtle and my fishes. My turtle hid himself in his shell now, unwilling to come out. Most of my fishes die, its all my fault, I know. I even scare myself to death. I'm typing with my soul now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I've to clean up the mess later because I left patches of powder on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very nice breakfast/lunch with my family today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to AMK to have Ba Kut Teh(is it spelt like that?!), and its soooo nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we sat down at our seat, there's this indian old man sitting at a nearby bench, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you'll think, sleeping what, what's so special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular old man, is indeed very very &lt;b&gt;special&lt;/b&gt;. He's &lt;i&gt;sitting&lt;/i&gt; up right, sleeping, with his head not tilted sideways or what, but &lt;b&gt;backwards&lt;/b&gt;! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn mean for laughing at him, but damn it! I regreted not having my cam with me lor! OMG HAHAHAHA! HE ACTUALLY SLEPT IN THAT MANNER, WITH HIS MOUTH OPENED OH-SO-WIDELY THAT I BET A DOZEN OF BIRD HAD SHED IN HIS MOUTH ALREADY HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And throughout the time while we were eating, &lt;b&gt;his position never changed&lt;/b&gt;. Till when we were almost done, some kid disturbed the poor old man, and he finally woke up -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He woked up, staring dreamily into space, scratching his chin, and the next thing he was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Fuck la&lt;/s&gt;, so funny! How can someone just scratch his chin halfway then fall asleep one?! Moreover, despite the scorching sun, beads of sweat trickled down his neck, he still sleep like a log. claps* &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Old man, you're damn pro at sleeping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After laughing at the old man, we walked off. And guess what? My grandma and mom actually dragged us into the market to &lt;i&gt;shop&lt;/i&gt;. This is wtf OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;HATE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; the market.&lt;br /&gt;1. I had to help to carry the groceries.&lt;br /&gt;2. Its damn smelly inside.&lt;br /&gt;3. I cannot stand how my mom and grandma bargain.&lt;br /&gt;4. They actually shopped for clothes &lt;i&gt;in the market&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. The place is fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;6. I had to get my toes wet &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;7. Fuck la, I just hate the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this chao ah pek who actually had the nerve to blow smoke on my face. I almost chased after that ah pek with my shoe after 'tsk'-ing at him out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we left the place before noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I got my specs done already! I LOVE MY SPECS HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;br /&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;br /&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;br /&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;br /&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;br /&gt;my specs is green, and green is sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! GREEN IS SEXY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm collecting them next week. Contacts + specs is an effing $390. Fuck la, I had to pay half lor! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn broke now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm suffering from period cramps.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lonely at home because my date doesn't want me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hot despite having the fan and aircon on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pathetic, I'm going to sentosa now and jump into the sea. Don't save me please, byebye :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to die now because someone has revive me. I'm going to &lt;i&gt;slack&lt;/i&gt;(what a stupid word)With my best friend now, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT LONELY AFTERALL WHAT, HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-252091195327098876?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/252091195327098876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=252091195327098876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/252091195327098876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/252091195327098876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/ps-im-so-in-mood-for-story-telling.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5259861660795072596</id><published>2007-04-05T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:42:16.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quoted from Liyana's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No matter what they say.. &lt;br /&gt;SHORTIES RULE. \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it?! Shorties rule OK?! hinting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother has this super odd habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhPPKiOSooI/AAAAAAAAADs/K0AFiec7KlU/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhPPKiOSooI/AAAAAAAAADs/K0AFiec7KlU/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049607387104846466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD THIS IS FUCKING FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's wrong with him! He did this practically every night! Oh, I took this picture last night though, and guess what? He's doing it now! Right now while sleeping! OMG ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm a good photogragher because:&lt;br /&gt;1. He looked kinda cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;2. His face is well hidden.&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't take a shot of his nipples!&lt;br /&gt;4. His handphone is there -.-&lt;br /&gt;5. He's a clean freak because there's still some powder left on his neck.&lt;br /&gt;6. His pose is so sexy! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt; day for me because I had early red. &amp; I had to run around the mall, asking people &lt;b&gt;I know&lt;/b&gt; whether they have any kotex or not. THANK GOD Leexuan's Big Sister save me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did closing with my new friend at work, Rina today. She's a real chatty person, but overall, its still quite alright :) Went home together, saw ah ma and MRT-ed home together :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't play audi for a long time, nelly &amp; the others are complaining :( I will play tomorrow OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya why everyone is sleeping early tonight?! I'm so bored y'know?! Ah lala, I think I'm missing someone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhPS7SOSopI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NkBfIoe5dPo/s1600-h/Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhPS7SOSopI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NkBfIoe5dPo/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049611523158352530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say my bra stripe is sexy because &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; is sexy :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TreasuresAbove- Shut up OK? I'm not a fishball you piece of human meatball &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqian- Yes I love you too! I'm missing yur face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristine- Eh you fell asleep anyway also what. I'll call you tomorrow or something ok? Love ya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- LOL! Shorties are the best. shows the rock handsign* \m/ Love ya too! I'm getting my specs hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabel- Lol! Sure you can. Anyway which Mabel are you? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Not really la, ok ok only. I don't want LOL! blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boen- Don't worry dude. He's not bothering my blog anymore what. Ahh _l_ posers anyway :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5259861660795072596?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5259861660795072596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5259861660795072596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5259861660795072596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5259861660795072596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/quoted-from-liyanas-blog-no-matter-what.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RhPPKiOSooI/AAAAAAAAADs/K0AFiec7KlU/s72-c/Picture+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8109495129728324781</id><published>2007-04-03T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T12:58:57.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A conversation between me and my cousin, talking about the chickens in Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel hui(cousin) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;wa lao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel hui says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;there all auntie one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but, they can go away too.(me) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ya la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but, they can go away too. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bth -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but, they can go away too. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;then never wear bra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but, they can go away too. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;neh neh biong biong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings can grow but, they can go away too. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;zz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8109495129728324781?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-6615612955775860040</id><published>2007-04-02T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:03:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its a good day today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6615612955775860040?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6615612955775860040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6615612955775860040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6615612955775860040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6615612955775860040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-good-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5041277669181321446</id><published>2007-04-02T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T12:02:40.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm damn lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was still schooling, when I was still having volleyball trainings, I can do up 100 sit ups or more. Right now... Fuck la, do 30 I already feel like dying :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day Brandon(tp) asked me to go for trainings right now if I wish to join in the team. Like what the hell? The real trial has not even started yet, and he'd already gave me the &lt;b&gt;stress&lt;/b&gt;. Stabs self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is super long now for don't know what reason. I'm going to cut soon, teeheeeheeeee. Oh ya, my new hobby is to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;smell my hair&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually have &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; off days this week. &lt;b&gt;Two, t-w-o&lt;/b&gt; off days, y'know?! &amp; this two off days happened to be the two favourite days in the week- &lt;b&gt;friday and saturday&lt;/b&gt;. This is shiok-ness, I'm calling people up to go out with me on these two days, hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Getting my eyes checked on Friday, plus I'm purchasing a pair of specs.&lt;br /&gt;So you people can finally see the 2/3 years ago's Elaine! Happy not?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5041277669181321446?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5041277669181321446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5041277669181321446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5041277669181321446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5041277669181321446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-think-im-damn-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1510635050986964879</id><published>2007-04-01T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:40:57.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY AFTER ONE MONTH(?) MY MOTHER TOLD ME, "Ah girl, I'm now cooking the fish soup. Drink later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, now my kitchen is &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; smelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom that I blogged about this in my blog, and alot of people in msn telling me how funny it sounds, including several guys. &amp; she was like, "HUH?! Why you go write this type of things? Anyway fyi, this soup is not only for girls lor. Guys also can drink cos' it also helps &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt; alot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf what am I thinking? Don't tell me if I actually force feed my brother to drink it he will grow neh neh or what. Damn funny lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I ask my sister to drink it(she blurr blurr, won't have any idea what it it. As long as there's food/soup for her she'll be happy already. Moreover she's turning 9 this coming April), I think when she grow up her breast will be the same size as Jolin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Jolin's is FAKE one what! Who the hell go do breast inplant until G cup one?! I think it'll be scary because when Jolin grows old in the future, her breast will be damn saggy already, then she'll no longer be sexy hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic. Now the smelly fish soup's smell somehow went into my room. I cannot tahan la! So smelly! But I wonder how will I be able to drink it later... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so broke &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;! When I get my pay I will buy:&lt;br /&gt;1. 2 dresses from BlackClover(maybe plus a pair of skinnys)&lt;br /&gt;2. Buy my Nike sweater.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a hair cut and change my hairstyle &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;(I think I want my fringe to be as short as Fann Wong's).&lt;br /&gt;4. Pierce my ear- to balance it la!&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy my sis's birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;6. Shoes and heels.&lt;br /&gt;7. Moviesssssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very long never watch movie already can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I just &lt;i&gt;watched&lt;/i&gt; Number 23 last night. Why do I keept suffering from stm?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was DAMN CRAP. Because I thought the movie contains blood, killings, arms and legs being chopped of, or even ghost. Half of the time I was damn afraid of what's coming out next. &amp; in the end, NOTHING. I AM SCARED OF NOTHING. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at a point I even jumped &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;, making such big impact on the chair, then Harrison was laughing away. TMD de la! I'm timid what, can?! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed home, was damn funny. Because Malcom &amp; Harrison were both bickering(?), I kept laughing, Zehan kept... I dunno what he was doing. &amp; Harrison didn't manage to talk a photo of me and a bangala, hahahaha. YOU'RE NOOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take it to heart if you're reading this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of being 160cm, hahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a bad dream, but I can't remember what I dreamt of anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father just came into the room, saying he smuggled chewing gums from his work place, &amp; he's going to change phone, asking me whether I wanted to change or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately la! My phone is damn fucked up at times. HAHAHAHAHA I'M GOING TO GET A NEW PHONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I got a feeling that tonight's dinner is going to be great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I love appearing offline in MSN because I simply can't stand certain people talking to me D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WIILY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1510635050986964879?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1510635050986964879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1510635050986964879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1510635050986964879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1510635050986964879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/04/finally-after-one-month-my-mother-told.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-4790001334477742867</id><published>2007-03-31T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:47:29.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its damn shit yesterday night because its a shitting/farting night for me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I had oyster omelete(damn nice and fresh!) + a stupid bowl a spoilt cilli sauce I had to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell. Why chilli sauce can spoil one?! I asked my dad, "Daddy, why the chilli smells so smelly and tasted so sour one har?" He was like, "Oh, because the vinegar was added what. You dunno meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinegar my shit la. &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had problem shitting last night, therefore I had to fart instead. But why didn't anyone tell me that not-being-able-to-fart-it-out is terrible?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that I managed to fart :) &amp; I shed twice this morning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, I watched another show of Louis Koo again! That handsome hunk~ *stares dreamily into space* Its like, the story line is about him not being able to, ahem, &lt;i&gt;erect&lt;/i&gt;, then all sorts of stupid things came out la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after watching the show I felt as if I'm not being myself :/ Because I kept asking Lucas ridiculous questions lor! Wa lao eh, this is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that Louis Koo is 37 this year. WA LAN! SO OLD?! But he looks so young lei, somemore his body looks very nice and tan... Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I have a group of &lt;b&gt;ball&lt;/b&gt; friends now. HAHAHAHAAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lucas, JoJo is not hot. You only think her boobs are hot what. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-4790001334477742867?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/4790001334477742867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=4790001334477742867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4790001334477742867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/4790001334477742867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-damn-shit-yesterday-night-because.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1651867723290416765</id><published>2007-03-31T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:34:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN'T BELIEVE I STAYED AT HOME ON A &lt;B&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN ANYONE PLEASE SLAP ME?! I TOOK A OFF DAY FOR &lt;B&gt;NOTHING&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1651867723290416765?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1651867723290416765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1651867723290416765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1651867723290416765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1651867723290416765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-believe-i-stayed-at-home-on.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-2488093354988554023</id><published>2007-03-30T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T12:12:48.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;How To Touch A Girl by JoJo&lt;/b&gt; is first in the Pop10 on MTV!!! Hahahaha my taste damn good right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But bloody hell, why 98.7 so slow, still haven't got that song yet :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you la, &lt;b&gt;Ride For You by Danity Kane&lt;/b&gt; is gonna be first on MTV DAMN soon, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK got to go, I wanna shit now, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later on class gathering :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-2488093354988554023?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/2488093354988554023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=2488093354988554023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2488093354988554023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2488093354988554023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-to-touch-girl-by-jojo-is-first-in.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1275312599371769457</id><published>2007-03-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:53:23.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder why people love to blow smoke on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm short doesn't mean they can do that OK?! I think everytime when I step into F.E plaza I shall carry a sign board with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Please do not blow smoke on my face, because I'll die earlier than you =('&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there's this ridiculous bloke today who kept staring at me in the MRT! Not only that, its the x-th &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; time someone took a picture of me without my &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; permission!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its damn obvious &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;! At first sat in front of me, taking out his hp, pressing here and there. I thought he was just messaging or what, but what the heck. Which idiot will actually sms holding their phone &lt;b&gt;right in front of their faces?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover that goon went to activate his flashlight, so when he snapped, ahh w-t-f.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had this staring-with-each-other war. HAHAHAHAHA DAMN FUNNY, but I lost =( Because I simply can't stand it when his eyes kept boring into the back of my head. So before I got off the train I gave him the _l_ signal. I think he was damn shocked or something hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class tea(or dinner?) @ JK tomorrow. HAHAHAHA I'm not working! I don't have to fear being overslept again! :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate bloggers who blog as if their living in the world of whatever-shit-game-that-you-can-name. Not that I don't game in real life, I do, but I blog like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG MY AUDITION WAS DAMN EXCITING JUST NOW BECAUSE I FM AT 188BMP 8K HAHAHAHAHA THEN I WIN LOR, GOT ALOT OF DENS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNK WAS NICE JUST NOW BECAUSE I SAW XX AND XX THEN WE WERE SCREAMING MAD AND COMPETING EACH OTHER LIKE FUCK. AUDITION ROCKS MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, there's this Audition patch, therefore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LA MODS GO EXTEND THE TIME FOR WHAT? SAID BY 4PM WILL BE DONE THEN EXTEND UNTIL 10PM WA STUPID AUDITION, I BET THE GAME WILL CLOSE DOWN SOON. CHEAT MY FEELINGS *&amp;@#&amp;$%%#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK this is so random. I happened to blog-hop and accidentally hopped into these retards' blogs. You guys have no life mansxz. Boring! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I want to watch movies like sooooonnnnn. So long since I last watch a movie. OK wait. Didn't I just watched MR Bean last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My com has this SVC/I-dunno-what programme which my cousin downloaded for me, and i watched 300 last night! OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA! I love the bods, but I hate it when heads started flying everwhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TM3GbxaNLI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TM3GbxaNLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please at least watch the first part. Because when the guy started zipping and unzipping his pants, my brother and I burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I said something is funny, I mean it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Torn - Natalie Imbruglia/David Armand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1275312599371769457?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1275312599371769457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1275312599371769457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1275312599371769457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1275312599371769457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wonder-why-people-love-to-blow-smoke.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5718819121261376898</id><published>2007-03-29T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T12:30:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rgs_px_-41I/AAAAAAAAADk/0uLQObFMiUs/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rgs_px_-41I/AAAAAAAAADk/0uLQObFMiUs/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047197794427659090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me or hate me, it's still an obsession.&lt;br /&gt;Love me or hate me, that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;If you love me then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hate me then &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;fuck you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5718819121261376898?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5718819121261376898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5718819121261376898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5718819121261376898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5718819121261376898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-me-or-hate-me-its-still-obsession.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rgs_px_-41I/AAAAAAAAADk/0uLQObFMiUs/s72-c/Picture+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-7948486036495630318</id><published>2007-03-28T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:54:15.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I have pickyournose for msn. Now, I have &lt;b&gt;thefatpoop&lt;/b&gt; for bloglink. Ok what's so wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst boy bands in the world can be F4. Yes, the most &lt;i&gt;handsome&lt;/i&gt; keypad on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 1: They can't dance/act/sing for nuts. Maybe only Vaness do know a thing or two.&lt;br /&gt;Number2: Handsome? Oh &lt;i&gt;pu-lease&lt;/i&gt;. Look at that guy-who-sang-'make-a-wish'(damn I forgot his damn name), handsome? So &lt;b&gt;ghey&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Number 3: They have ugly hair. Way too ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Number 4: Tall so what? No muscle, not hot at all. Maybe only Vaness does have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I can't believe that I used to go gaga over them when I was in pri 5. This-&lt;s&gt;is&lt;/s&gt;was-so-stupid mansxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, to add in another Number 5: F4 stands for &lt;b&gt;Flower 4&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. Can anyone just go tell them to smell their asses? This is definately gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Imma going around blogs to ask them to relink me. More later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-7948486036495630318?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/7948486036495630318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=7948486036495630318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7948486036495630318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7948486036495630318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-i-have-pickyournose-for-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1295946127769697721</id><published>2007-03-27T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:34:04.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, after 2 weeks of able-to-receive-messages-but-not-being-able-to-reply-them, I FINALLY DECIDED TO MOVE MY BUTT TO CP TO GET MY PHONE FIX, AND ITS DONE NOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to steal my bro's phone to sms anymore. I don't! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm in a crazy mood now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mail my package because the queue is damn long. I didn't get my skinnys because I've forgotten to take my lunch, hence my time was delayed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was really early for work today! Like 15 minutes earlier! Normally I will be late for 5 minutes or so...(uh oh :x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I think I like guys in uniforms! Like today, I saw a totally good looking police officer in MRT today, &amp; I kept staring at him! At one point we actually exchange glances and oh my :O He has this really nice eyes &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;(because he's malay), zomg lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So handsome, so tall. Hahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching tv earlier on, sat on the sofa for &lt;i&gt;23 minutes&lt;/i&gt;, then I realised I was watching a Louis Koo show. OH MY GOD I LOVEEEEEE HIS DIMPLES YEEEOWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK what's wrong with my boy-crazy-ing? x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just drank 3 cups of water without feeling thirsty and now I've go to the toilet every 5-8 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK my bladder is bursting. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;IWWTFIWWH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cause' we're living in the world of fools,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;breaking us down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;when they all should let us be,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;we belong to you and me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this lyrics, heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;For goodness sake, my bladder is exploding already. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I might want to change my url because certain readers can't view blogs with hyphens or soemthing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): help me think of a name yeah? Or I think I might use orhpisai.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;That's crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1295946127769697721?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1295946127769697721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1295946127769697721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1295946127769697721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1295946127769697721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-after-2-weeks-of-able-to.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-90467319025677138</id><published>2007-03-27T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T12:11:17.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Picture this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beach with overcrowded palm &amp; coconut trees, filled with a whole bunch of bollywood people, dressing awkwardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;"HOLY BAH GAE! HOLY BAH GAE! HOLY BAH GAE LOO! COM COM BAH GAE LOO~!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; they started dancing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can be rather retarded at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm running late. I have to post my package, fix my phone, collect my skinnys at F.E, work at C.Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-90467319025677138?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/90467319025677138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=90467319025677138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/90467319025677138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/90467319025677138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/picture-this-beach-with-overcrowded.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-2000388059911526675</id><published>2007-03-26T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:48:00.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remembered that I wanted to blog about something, but it flew out of my mind already :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gaining weight. I'm eating alot these days, like 3-4 meals per day. Oh my God, I'll die soon ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had dinner with my cousin, &amp; the food was damn good. Ahh~ Love the sotongs-with-cereals(did I just mention sotongs?), so good man!! &amp; the crab, oh damn! I ate 2 mouthful, I thought my lips were itchy like *&amp;#$&amp;@#$%&amp; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. While in the car, I kept screaming, saying that I saw a yellow lambo, &lt;i&gt;damn nice&lt;/i&gt;, at F.E. Suddenly my father said, "You so &lt;i&gt;gong&lt;/i&gt;, everytime blurr blurr. Next time when got one rich ah beng wooing you, driving a yellow lambo &amp; ask you to hop in, you sure follow one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I've no idea why people just simply loves to call me &lt;i&gt;gong&lt;/i&gt;. Its just so saddenning ): Friends, family, even my, ahem, boss, also say I &lt;i&gt;gong&lt;/i&gt;. I can't help it what! &lt;s&gt;OK la, I promise I'll be alert next time ho-kay?!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if that rich ah beng happens to be my very good friend, whom I know quite awhile, why can't I let him drive me home? But thinking, what if he drive me somewhere and rob and rape and kill? omg -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all yellow cars are nice :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel damn &lt;i&gt;emo&lt;/i&gt;(duh, I know being emo sounds wrong), but thinking back, I think I shouldn't be in this way. Why should I be bothered by those ridiculous stuffs? Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being emo= being sad/depress.&lt;br /&gt;Being sad/depress= being unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;Being unhappy= Life no good.&lt;br /&gt;Life no good= Will think of committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;I commit suicide= Many people will be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, so many chains of unhappiness. I can just easily throw my oh-so-emo thoughts away and be happy! Being happy feels great! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK what am I talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is still not working, bloody. I swear I'll get it done tomorrow. Perhaps I'll go down to F.E and get my skinnys. Oh sexy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, how?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to say I'm part of the HOLY/HOLEY gang in audition! &amp; hi! I'm HOLEYCRAP. I want to be HOLEYBAHGAE but they don't want ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;singing: HOLY BAH GAE! HOLY BAH GAE!&lt;/b&gt;(that stupid ah bu neh neh song, its driving me crazy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-2000388059911526675?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/2000388059911526675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=2000388059911526675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2000388059911526675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2000388059911526675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-remembered-that-i-wanted-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8909576504527459518</id><published>2007-03-26T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T01:04:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I've lost my potential of blogging. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is a big fat liar, because she promised to let me drink the smelly fish soup every week, but the last time I drank was like one month ago(?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a problem with farting, because my fart doesn't smells anymore ): Usually my fart will kill my pimply brother, but this time round, he said he smell nothing. Is that good or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn tired. &amp; whenever I'm tired I'll start sprouting nonsense on msn. i think only * knows :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG don't tell me I'm moody because I pms again. I think I'll die ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I've no idea why certain people can't view my blog, but who cares? If I can read it I'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I was a young boy, &lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the city &lt;br /&gt;To see a marching band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after editing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When I was a young girl,&lt;br /&gt;My father took me into the market&lt;br /&gt;To see the farting cows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8909576504527459518?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8909576504527459518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8909576504527459518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8909576504527459518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8909576504527459518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-ive-lost-my-potential-of.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1968248475429669767</id><published>2007-03-24T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:36:42.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reached home @ 12:10am, scolded by my parents =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU LA! =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[mAx]&gt; . (stranger)says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;  .. so would u interested to make 500-800 dollars in straight cash for just less than 30 mins of work .. dun worry no sex involved plus u get straight cash upfront ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you come to me on a summer breeze (me)says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lol you didn't state what kind of work anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[mAx]&gt; . says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you come to me on a summer breeze says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;you said 30 mins of work what. what kind of work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[mAx]&gt; . says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nothin illegal dun worry .. just kissing and petting for ard 30 mins ONly between only the two of us for a single time .. u get cash upfront 1st before doin anythin and strictly no sex involved .. and of coz its kept in between us with no strings attached..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you come to me on a summer breeze says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lol sorry no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;[mAx]&gt; . says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;alritez since ur nt interested to earn 800 bucks for less than 30 mins of work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you come to me on a summer breeze says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and bye =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[//edit]&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be vulgar but I've removed this portion already. I removed my msn so no random people can add me again. &lt;s&gt;You knnbccb, just go do petting with the wall or something. Wa pcb&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fucker, don't force me to post up your email here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1968248475429669767?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1968248475429669767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1968248475429669767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1968248475429669767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1968248475429669767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/reached-home-1210am-scolded-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8088429672510488565</id><published>2007-03-23T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T01:16:43.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Super long post.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;May not that super :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I take back my last words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not kiss the one who types the longest with their forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the enrolment shit was a real pain in the ass! Did my stupid medical check up yesterday and... I overslept ): My mom practically screamed me to wake up, causing me to yelled, "OH MY GOD?!" sitting up straight and staring into the space in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a minute I was trying to absorb what happened because I thought there was a fire or something, but seeing my mom with smoke escaping out from her ears hit me: I-overslept-thus-she-yelled-at-me-to-wake-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not fair lor! I overslept, I know its my fault. But must she do this? I thought I almost died from shock ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the medical place @ Woodlands, &amp; it was damn crowded already. Saw hanxing, what a small world (: AND, alot of stupid and embarassing moments happened, and this is the first time I felt &lt;i&gt;paiseh&lt;/i&gt; after what I've done. Oh damn :/&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad mood in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;game&lt;br /&gt;called&lt;br /&gt;AUDITION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I quarrelled with some &lt;s&gt;fucktard&lt;/s&gt; in the game. &amp; this was the first time I felt so vulgar, and I'm not going to do that again. Never ever. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that guy was really &lt;i&gt;xl&lt;/i&gt; lor! First he directed a handful(handful because he types) of vulgarities at my friend. Of cause I speak up for her what! &amp; know what I got in the end? People saying me &lt;i&gt;brainless&lt;/i&gt; &amp; &lt;i&gt;huan lo&lt;/i&gt;-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you said I'm brainless? Yes, I'm indeed brainless. So brainless that I can type and play audition without having a brain in my skull. I'm an abnormal brainless human, therefore I'm way smarter than you. &lt;b&gt;Score: PL:(me) 1, XP:(that guy) 0.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I really hate people saying me &lt;i&gt;huan lo-ing&lt;/i&gt;, because the more you said it, the more I want to &lt;i&gt;huan lo&lt;/i&gt; on purpose. So what now? Are you going to bite me? But you can't (: &lt;b&gt;PL: 2, XP: 0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're such an ungentleman, ignorant geek who deserve ntohing but a tight slap in the face. Now who likes guys to scold girls &lt;b&gt;in vulgarity&lt;/b&gt;? One word to describe you, start with an ass and end with a hole. &lt;b&gt;PL: 3, XP: Nil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah you may not know, but sorry darling, people told me you suck. I agreed too. Now face the wall, take a pen and try writing this on your ass: I shall not scold girls with vulgarities again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Game, set, match, PL: 4, XP: EGG.&lt;/b&gt; Play with me, you're bound to lose. Sorry *shrugs &amp; flips hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you will not be reading this, but who cares? I've said my piece. &lt;s&gt;Gosh your audi gf is so damn unlucky mansxz, I cry for her ):&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this game can get me on my nerves. &amp; because of this game, I swore alot, so-not-me ): &lt;i&gt;OK la, I shall be a nice shu nu OK?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what happened to me today, but I'm damn thirsty!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I secretly drank my boss's water, hope she won't find out &gt;&lt; &amp; oh, business was great today! This shall wipe out the grin from the &lt;i&gt;neighbour's&lt;/i&gt; face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt-ed back home alone. I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I was alone, but in fact, &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; pri school mates told me they saw me, and was standing quite close to me. Oh damn, I think I'm blind/deaf of something :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, still feeling thirsty ): So thirsty that I scolded my water bottle for not being a good water bottle to me &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RgKz_Js2AqI/AAAAAAAAADU/Cfqqmp0w41U/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RgKz_Js2AqI/AAAAAAAAADU/Cfqqmp0w41U/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044792430125515426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgave my water bottle because after all, its still a water bottle -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm damn pissed with my mascara. Because I bought it for like, $19.90(?), &amp; IT DOESN'T WORK AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, its not like what it's stated there: extra volume, extra lenth. &lt;i&gt;Extra my foot, you piece of extra kanasai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RgK14Zs2ArI/AAAAAAAAADc/pWcQ6n4n160/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RgK14Zs2ArI/AAAAAAAAADc/pWcQ6n4n160/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044794513184654002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Maybelline New York by the way, girls, don't-ever-buy-it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my camera is damn powerful, because the last time I charged it was the last time I bought it(which is like, 2 sundays ago), &amp; till now the battery is still full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, powerful or what?! Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8088429672510488565?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8088429672510488565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8088429672510488565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8088429672510488565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8088429672510488565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/super-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RgKz_Js2AqI/AAAAAAAAADU/Cfqqmp0w41U/s72-c/Picture+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-3916000615031518661</id><published>2007-03-21T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:15:49.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, I've a game to share with you people. Its now created by me anyway, I read it somewhere and find it amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the thing: Smash your forehead against your keyboard and watch how your head types. I shall start the ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4er5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WA LAO WHY SO LITTLE?! IS MY HEAD THAT SMALL?!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rft5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK damn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try the game? Yeah sure! Tag my board and see how it goes. I sure give a kiss to the winner with the longest 'sentence'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: I'll know if you're faking.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3916000615031518661?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3916000615031518661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3916000615031518661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3916000615031518661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3916000615031518661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-hungry-ahem-ive-game-to-share-with.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-849898218287901462</id><published>2007-03-20T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:26:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK I just blogged a whole chunk out and it didn't appear! I'm feeling so &lt;s&gt;fucked up&lt;/s&gt;&lt;i&gt;pek cek&lt;/i&gt; now &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut it short, I THINK MY LIFE IS SO GOOD! Maybe its because I've found myself a new friend(nudges Raijiro) who will be schooling at tp too. Or maybe its because recently I've catch up with my primary school best friend. Gaaa, I've no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I've promised to give Rai chocolates when I see her in real life the next time xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, what's wrong with the world?! Why are there so many &lt;i&gt;typical&lt;/i&gt; people who loves to write &lt;i&gt;typical&lt;/i&gt; testimonial/messages for me in friendster? I'm seriously considering of closing down my friendster account already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I just did pedicure myself &amp; I'm soooo happy with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rf7El_312SI/AAAAAAAAADM/HQsXdpfJTgg/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rf7El_312SI/AAAAAAAAADM/HQsXdpfJTgg/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043684789781387554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green is the ultimate sex (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why am I so smart, because I'm smart! I don't need to spent xx bucks on pedicure, see, I can have it in DIY, &amp; it looks so good! Muahaha! I think I will do it on my fingernails tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone is still not functioning. I can't send sms for nuts, &lt;i&gt;meow&lt;/i&gt;.*lady heard rai woofing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I need to 'reformat' my wardrobe already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My To-do list.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Buy Nike sweater.&lt;br /&gt;* Tidy up my table.&lt;br /&gt;* Stop wasting money on unneccesary things.&lt;br /&gt;* Start wearing specs in the future.&lt;br /&gt;* Get I.P Zone high cut shoes.&lt;br /&gt;* Heels from my shop.&lt;br /&gt;* Stop waking up at 11am because I've lesser time for audition.&lt;br /&gt;* Eat breakfast, don't supper.&lt;br /&gt;* Lose fats at the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;* Get a hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;* Send my phone for repair as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;* Sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;* Save money.&lt;br /&gt;* Shopping spree!(hah, I'm contradicting myself xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, look at the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I better go sleep now. Good night earthlings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady: zomg I'm turning gay, meow.&lt;br /&gt;rai: woof*&lt;br /&gt;lady: pluck nelly's leg hair*&lt;br /&gt;nelly: * screams *&lt;br /&gt;rai &amp; lady: ROFLMAO HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess only certain people can get my joke xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: I love my blog's song :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-849898218287901462?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/849898218287901462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=849898218287901462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/849898218287901462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/849898218287901462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-i-just-blogged-whole-chunk-out-and.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rf7El_312SI/AAAAAAAAADM/HQsXdpfJTgg/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-1145887534408297531</id><published>2007-03-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:34:26.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK-I-WANT-TO-WATCH-300-&amp;-STOMP-THE-YARD-&amp;-MUSICS-AND-LYRICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going cinema someday &amp; watched all the 3 movies alone :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww, I want shopping ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1145887534408297531?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1145887534408297531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1145887534408297531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1145887534408297531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1145887534408297531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-i-want-to-watch-300-i-think-im-going.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-3951842761554587091</id><published>2007-03-18T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T02:34:11.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just hit my heel against the wall, &amp; yelled out, "Wa nabei fuck sia!" I think my father heard me :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop being vulgar already. Next time if I start swearing, just slap me OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: I think I've lots of gay partner in audition already xD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; can you believe it?! I played maple today again lor!!! No way I'm gonna hook myself into that silly game again. Audition is the fun-est(all auditioners yelled, "YAY!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, met Liyana &amp; weiyi/sabrina @ cp today again! Gosh kept bumping into the two cute little girls xD &amp; Liyana was so cute! She practically squealed &amp; jumped a bit. Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for train saw Jingyuan (: Chatted &amp; catched up a little. &amp; realised that we're in the same school! Coincident huh. &amp; we were wondering who will be in the same school as us. Its great to see an old classmate again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Cheesecakes are sinful! Ate one huge piece yesterday &amp; I ate a mouthful of chocolate cheesecake from Qianhui. ZOMG I'VE GAINED 100 KG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfwu1P312PI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Phi1LjYVQlo/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfwu1P312PI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Phi1LjYVQlo/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042957175076804850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww~ See that part which got bitten off. Yeah, that's &lt;i&gt;mine&lt;/i&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regreted even more later on because I feasted myself with Fried Mars Bar again! Gosh, Gosh, please help me )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped dinner, but had Bah Chor Mee for supper. Ahh, my tummy felt as if its carrying a 9 months old baby ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfwvs_312QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Hg7GRLFAwBk/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfwvs_312QI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Hg7GRLFAwBk/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042958132854511874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qianhui &amp; me- &lt;b&gt;August Ryan @ F.E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lai ah lai ah! Come and buy our heels ah! Cheap cheap only, all genuine leather ah! Come &amp; buy ah!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF I SOUNDED SO MUCH LIKE AN AUNTIE MANSXZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work met up with Harrison, walked around town. &amp; I swear town is the hottest place on earth @ night!(Hot- as in, sweating like hell &amp; all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept complaining, &amp; I can feel that Harrison kept rolling his eyes. Oh ya, he can be the world's biggest geek, because I almost slapped him with my slippers @ the MRT station! He said it was embarrassing &amp; I'm daring. Hello Harrison, &lt;i&gt;coffee, tea, or try me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrt-ed home &amp; chatted alot about &lt;i&gt;him &amp; his love life&lt;/i&gt;. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice chat backed home (: &amp; oh, I've got my cross necklace already! Yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, sorry to people whom I've not been replying messages to. My phone died on me again, &amp; I can't reply back! Wtf is wrong with my phone?! Its getting on my nerves mansxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow, its 2:20am already. I better go sleep now or I'll be a walking zombie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Hey! Seriously I think they're mean. Lol. Who cares anyway, I think you got a better life than * (: Love ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- I think you're weird, because for your info, my email is listed up there -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Hey! Surprise surprise! You looked so excited to see me! Haha, love ya darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;My readers, repeat after me, 'chan-elaine-is-not-a-shortie-at-all-&amp;-she-is-not-short'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-3951842761554587091?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/3951842761554587091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=3951842761554587091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3951842761554587091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/3951842761554587091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-hit-my-heel-against-wall-yelled.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfwu1P312PI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Phi1LjYVQlo/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8066750213061703349</id><published>2007-03-17T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T01:07:16.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, a great day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo happy because after so long, we still have lots of things to talk about! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oh, I realised I just couldn't walk home &lt;b&gt;without&lt;/b&gt; a shopping bag. Bought a jacket &amp; a dress, hoho. &amp; I'm going to buy that cross necklace from 77th street(awww ]:) with Jiemin! Hopefully I'll get myself a vest too. See, I told ya, I'm turning &lt;i&gt;gay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take much photos anyway, because we were so busy talking &amp; forgot about photo taking! Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, &amp; we went off to town, having lunch @ &lt;b&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrIc_312LI/AAAAAAAAACU/5Hf-MD7kbgs/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrIc_312LI/AAAAAAAAACU/5Hf-MD7kbgs/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042563133302233266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banana Chocolate.&lt;/b&gt;(or is it Chocolate Banana?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn good I tell you, though its a fucking huge piece. The banana &amp; chocolate just melts into your tongue so sweetly that you wanna go awww~ I swear I've gain 2kg after eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrI5f312MI/AAAAAAAAACc/knjvbv2eHkQ/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrI5f312MI/AAAAAAAAACc/knjvbv2eHkQ/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042563622928505026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see how small that fucking water bottle is? That place &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; provide plain water, because they want you to spent money to buy this small water bottle for FIFTY CENTS, smart people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop whinning about it O:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had some prawn spag &amp; it looked sooo yummilious (: But gaaaa, I can't eat prawns for goodness sake, although I loveeeeee them so much ): I'm so scared if I just pop one into my mouth, my whole lips will start swelling like Stephen Chow in Kung Fu Hustle, the part where his lips got bitten by pythons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la, not that scary anyway &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had our stomach filled, we went up to arcade(yes, arcade -.-) because she wanted to play a round of I-dunno-what game. OhmyGodbaby, she's soooooo proooo! I think if she starts paying audition, she'll be a pro in the future. &lt;i&gt;Gaaaa~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around &amp; walked all the way to far east x.x Love all the chats we had, teehee. Prolly I'll be meeting her tomorrow to purchase our choker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrKq_312NI/AAAAAAAAACk/kvlNtyXZNHg/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrKq_312NI/AAAAAAAAACk/kvlNtyXZNHg/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042565572843657426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrK0_312OI/AAAAAAAAACs/1HxvNKLKXgg/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrK0_312OI/AAAAAAAAACs/1HxvNKLKXgg/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042565744642349282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we camwhored, we realised these 3 fucking tiko peks were taking photo of US. Nabei you *&amp;^#%@%&amp;$#%^*. Before they got off at Serangoon(?), we both diao-ed them like fuck. You goons had nothing better to do mansxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, tired!!! But happy, :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I simply can't stand people who wrote, "Hi, care to intro?" type of testimonials for me. I DON'T DO INTRO YOU KLURTZ! YOU GUYS ARE SOOOO YESTERDAY CAN?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, I so cannot stand it hokay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Jiemin says she love my NV3 too (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposingly if I didn't went out with Jiemin today I'll be going to bunk or out with my cousin. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I wanna watch 300!!! Oh my God, the guys' muscles are &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt;! I thought they are fake or something. DAMN IT, &lt;B&gt;EIGHT&lt;/B&gt; PACKS CAN?! breathes in breathes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love hot bods laaaaa. 8 packs, omg~ faints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; their neh neh even looks bigger than, ahem, mine :x I wanna watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, see, I'm gay :/&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like the bubbles in a glass of champagne today -- full of effervescent energy that will lift the moods of the people around you. And just like champagne, you will have quite an intoxicating effect on the people who come into extended contact with you. This is your chance to build on the promising spirit of a new relationship and get a lot closer to someone you find very interesting. Unleash all your charm -- no holds barred -- and you will get amazing results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my horoscope for today. Someone I find very interesting? Who?! Louis Koo? Justin T.? God? &lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- But I can't find you in friendster dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahBao- RAIIII :3333333333333333 wa simi bounce simi, wa simi bounce~ Bounce together soon! MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asiq- You toot* Thankyou, I know I'm the sotongest of all. Who can beat me, huh huh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8066750213061703349?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8066750213061703349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8066750213061703349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8066750213061703349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8066750213061703349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay-great-day-today-im-soooo-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfrIc_312LI/AAAAAAAAACU/5Hf-MD7kbgs/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8053786863214574060</id><published>2007-03-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T00:30:25.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, 2 weird women came into the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman 1, claimed to be &lt;i&gt;April&lt;/i&gt;, walked into the shop &amp; asked, "Hi! Are you August?" I was like, "Huh? August? Its our shop name lei..." Woman 2 said, "Cause her name is April, &amp; I'm &lt;i&gt;May&lt;/i&gt;, so are you August?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ha ha ha&lt;/i&gt;, its so funny aunties -.- I've no idea whether are they trying to fool me or not, so I just kept quiet &amp; gave them my smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my poor shoes died today. R.I.P shoes ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflVzf312HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r80ZPJ1hgE8/s1600-h/Picture+03+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflVzf312HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r80ZPJ1hgE8/s320/Picture+03+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042155601035384946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good bye my lover, good bye my lovely pumps ):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that my pumps were broken on the way home, &amp; thus I've to limp my way back instead. Oh yeah, it attracted plenty of awkward attentions, even from an ah pek, who was &lt;i&gt;limping&lt;/i&gt; actually. He stared at me, &amp; I got a very bad feeling that he thought I was imitating him. Oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, &amp; found this cute little sailor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her to pose for me, heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflYzv312II/AAAAAAAAAB8/E74_mYITXVs/s1600-h/Picture+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflYzv312II/AAAAAAAAAB8/E74_mYITXVs/s320/Picture+03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042158903865235586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First attempt, &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;.(with my grandma accidentally inside the shot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflZQ_312JI/AAAAAAAAACE/bhP_TPFTIlg/s1600-h/Picture+03+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflZQ_312JI/AAAAAAAAACE/bhP_TPFTIlg/s320/Picture+03+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042159406376409234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second attempt, &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;. What's wrong with her &lt;s&gt;leg&lt;/s&gt;pose?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflZrP312KI/AAAAAAAAACM/pM8VVEjV0A0/s1600-h/Picture+03+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflZrP312KI/AAAAAAAAACM/pM8VVEjV0A0/s320/Picture+03+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042159857347975330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a good one! She's jumping in the mid air if you notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sooooo cute! After that she went to have s shower, &amp; came running into my room NAKED! I feel like pinching her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with Jiemin tomorrow (: Photos wil be coming, teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, whatever had happened to our letters?! I still haven't receive my posting letter for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I supposed I'll be going to the bunk soon x.x Yeah audition time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Din' managed to get a hair cut ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm &lt;i&gt;flooding&lt;/i&gt; like hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8053786863214574060?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8053786863214574060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8053786863214574060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8053786863214574060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8053786863214574060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-2-weird-women-came-into-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RflVzf312HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r80ZPJ1hgE8/s72-c/Picture+03+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-6353950746852402531</id><published>2007-03-14T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:53:28.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm damn pissed off yesterday night because I've realised I still remain in the same course! My cousin told me once he was in this course, and practically all the girls in his class failed because the course was dull &amp; boring, but that was his time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine it if it happens that I'm the only girl in this &lt;s&gt;fucking&lt;/s&gt; course, &lt;i&gt;noooooooooo&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning gay, yes, gay. An abnormal gay perhaps, because I'm a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THANK GOD! Jiemin told me she her appeal was a successful one, &amp; she's in the same course, same school as me! Oh yes, love you to the max babe!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm damn moodless today. Maybe due to the fact that I finally come red, &lt;i&gt;oh yes&lt;/i&gt;, &amp; I thought I almost fainted because the cramp was yet again, unbearable. Thank God that I had my super, ultra-lic, cure-all-stomach-aches, medician with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya, I'm even moodless to blog now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a hair cut early in the morning tomorrow, muahahaha~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-6353950746852402531?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/6353950746852402531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=6353950746852402531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6353950746852402531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/6353950746852402531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-damn-pissed-off-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1257940581800043738</id><published>2007-03-13T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:23:16.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfavzf312GI/AAAAAAAAABs/m1vvRtoxIPo/s1600-h/Picture+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfavzf312GI/AAAAAAAAABs/m1vvRtoxIPo/s320/Picture+01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041410132151752802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The sweet escape&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the photoshop disc, which is still with Michael!!! Argh- slaps Michael with the ugly green tea ice cream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weet-o-weet, I'm damn obsess with my NV3 already, muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rightt, so today, I was suffering from blisters ): &amp; the fact that within the short period of FIVE minutes, I managed to get myself THREE mosquito bites on my right knee, all squashed together. I din' managed to get the picture though, I didn't want to freak you guys out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I still haven't got to know my posting results yet! Na bei, no letter, don't know the website, die la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yizhen said heck care, wait till tomorrow. Ah, I shall do the same &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, the audition patch so fucking slow. &lt;s&gt;My aim is to win nelly EVERY MATCH&lt;/s&gt; HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm damn excited while waiting for Jiemin's call because there's a high chance that we might be in the same school, same course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, best friends forever! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1257940581800043738?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1257940581800043738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1257940581800043738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1257940581800043738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1257940581800043738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-escape-i-want-photoshop-disc.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/Rfavzf312GI/AAAAAAAAABs/m1vvRtoxIPo/s72-c/Picture+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-783827907375900169</id><published>2007-03-13T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T01:19:47.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;PS: Layout changed (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've notice, I've changed my email address, &amp; those whom I've not added you back or something, its because of the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have not chat with you for more then 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;2) I've forgotten who you are.&lt;br /&gt;3) You're a random stranger who enjoys adding people whom you don't know, like me =/&lt;br /&gt;4) I don't like you at all &amp; realised its time to kick you out of my contacts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! Its a hard time clearing all the shit out y'know? Like I spent one &amp; a half hour copying &amp; pasting the contacts, &amp; another hour of adding them back. &lt;i&gt;Xuete&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I spent nearly 2 hours cleaning my messy table in the wee morning. Everybody says wow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten myself a Samsung NV3 @ IT show yesterday! You won't believe the madness inside; its fucking crowded. Bah, no T10 because its left with silver only, &amp; they only throw in 2gf, whereas I got this pretty thang @ a cheaper price, with more gifts :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I love my cam xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWFff312CI/AAAAAAAAABE/aEy05oL1uUk/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWFff312CI/AAAAAAAAABE/aEy05oL1uUk/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041082134089291810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWFvf312DI/AAAAAAAAABM/z-W_0Z4i01o/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWFvf312DI/AAAAAAAAABM/z-W_0Z4i01o/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041082408967198770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say that this thang is darn clear &amp; I look nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWGCP312EI/AAAAAAAAABU/uDsrAuxgKMY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWGCP312EI/AAAAAAAAABU/uDsrAuxgKMY/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041082731089745986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; for the first time in 546985623 + 786512945 years, I took pictures w/o applying make up x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWGRv312FI/AAAAAAAAABc/WNxYF_RBMYQ/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWGRv312FI/AAAAAAAAABc/WNxYF_RBMYQ/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041082997377718354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, my fringe needs some cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go read up my NV3 user manual now before I end the lifespan of my cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;OK I know my blog looks weird with cbox, I'm trying to figure how to add in a haloscan, bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yufei- Wow, how do you even get to my blog? Thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel- Sure! Wait till I get off days &amp; I'm rich! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Kuakua~ Lol, I think I know what's going on :D Chill honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryn- Definately. Why, what is it? Am I acting abnormal??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucas- You're gross. Slaps lucas with a huge piece of my shit*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-783827907375900169?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/783827907375900169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=783827907375900169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/783827907375900169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/783827907375900169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/ps-layout-changed-if-youve-notice-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RfWFff312CI/AAAAAAAAABE/aEy05oL1uUk/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8304489366834890566</id><published>2007-03-09T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T00:52:27.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a hideous looking pimple on my forehead and it hurts ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurts so much that even without me touching it, it was stinging me till my eyes almost watered. Oh bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I had off day today and went out with yizhennnnnn! &amp; I think I'm damn &lt;i&gt;sway&lt;/i&gt; today cos' I had a bump on my head after knocking it against my shelve &lt;i&gt;accidentally&lt;/i&gt;. O:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the IT show at suntec, &amp; it was damn crowded! I thought we almost got ourselves lost. &amp; I'M BUYING THAT SONY T10 FOR SURE!!!(although its a little saddening because I realised the pink &amp; the white ones are not available, so I'm getting myself the black one instead) So mom is gonna go there on Sunday, &amp; who knows, she &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; even purchase the MP4 cos' its fucking cheap! Like, $98 with plenty of throw-in stuffs? OH GODSXZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya la! The laptops there are damn cheap also, although I'm not so interested heh (: People like me also enjoy such crowded place like this, I'm sure you &lt;i&gt;goons&lt;/i&gt; will love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went around and saw many people, like meixuan &amp; yingting, &amp; some of yizhen's colleagues. Watched the crocodile movie Primeval, &amp; it was soooooo exciting!!! Yizhen wtf-ed at one point of the movie, &amp; the guys in front of us turned around, so pai seh! So throughout the whole movie, she was like 'wtf/wth'-ing while I kept 'omg!'-ing &amp; screaming, HA-HA-HA! Its a must-watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, shopped around, &amp; I bought a nike waterbottle(yayness! Buy wth! No green x.x) &amp; a, ahem, &lt;i&gt;book&lt;/i&gt;. I almost bought myself a nike sweater lor, not JACKET for goodness sake, &amp; its damn nice! Sigh, I kept holding myself back from spenting money can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; God, I've something embarassing to announce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wants me to help him buy cigs, &amp; you know what? After queuing for 3 minutes, finally it was my turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Uncle, Kent thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: "Need to show me your ic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidly, I showed him my ic, because I've forgotten that you must be of legal age, which means 18, to buy cigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle: "Eh cannot la. You underage."(&amp; gives that are-you-trying-to-be-stupid kind of look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "Oh...(turning red) Sorry sorry..."(&amp; walked off with many eyes staring at me. One ah beng smirked at my stupidlity, &amp; I yelled, "See what see?! Want fight ah?!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya its so stupid lor! Walaosxz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, went out again for supper @ Jalan Kayu with family. Oh yum! The tulang soup was fab~ *licks fingers*&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note to self&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Buy that Nike sweater!&lt;br /&gt;*Buy pencil case @ wallet shop.&lt;br /&gt;*Grab that pair of jeans &amp; ankle-cut shoes @ S&amp;K/I.P.Zone.&lt;br /&gt;*Call Jiemin!&lt;br /&gt;*Lose fats on the tummy.&lt;br /&gt;*Haircut!&lt;br /&gt;*SONY T10 ON SUNDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Maybe. muahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuan- Yup, I'm alright already. &amp; good luck with your ahem ahem~ HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Lol yeah, was in a bad mood that day. Study hard ya, &amp; hope everything turns out fine for you. Love ya &amp; hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyings- Ya la, that pose so HA-HA-HA ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh/qudsia- Read, &amp; do inform me when go guys plan out the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucas- Are you out of your mind?! Ah, I know, you wanna try it with some girls right? Gosh lucas! I didn't know you were that kind of person! &amp; I bet the slides must be damn --- Damn it, what the fuck am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristine- Cockcroaches which are of your thumb size honey. &amp; I won't kill you MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD I'M SO DAMN EXCITED BECAUSE I'M GETTING SONY T10 ON SUNDAY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;New email address @ pickyournose-@hotmail.com (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8304489366834890566?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8304489366834890566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8304489366834890566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8304489366834890566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8304489366834890566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-hideous-looking-pimple-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5010952905341631844</id><published>2007-03-08T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:36:23.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't succeed on committing suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I reckon alot of people will be sad &amp; cry over me if I just die &lt;b&gt;like that&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya I'm so sick of having to bring kotex everyday I'm afraid that I might stain myself. Oh &lt;i&gt;xuete&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5010952905341631844?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5010952905341631844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5010952905341631844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5010952905341631844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5010952905341631844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-didnt-succeed-on-committing-suicide.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8739960476984037746</id><published>2007-03-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:52:39.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear if the next person who ask me online about my posting results will get stabbed by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I used this cheena verb, so &lt;i&gt;HAISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/i&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I'm always stressing myself up over nothing. Like totally &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt; mansxz. Over &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;, over audition, over food, over money, over my life. Now, over THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, I shall put an end to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH I'M SO HAPPY THAT I GOT INTO TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC &amp; GOT THIS SHITTY COURSE HAHAHAHA PLEASE SAY THAT YOU'RE HAPPY FOR ME TOO BECAUSE I KNOW NO ONE AT TP AND I'LL GET MYSELF LOST PROLLY EVERYDAY DURING SCHOOL DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so just say you're happy for me ok?! I'm I'm so HAPPY! I'm OVERWHELME! I'm so deliriously HAPPY! I think I can just died with happiness already, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to take my pet turtle and commit suicide already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;aiya knnbccb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8739960476984037746?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8739960476984037746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8739960476984037746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8739960476984037746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8739960476984037746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-swear-if-next-person-who-ask-me.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-7069832591869302154</id><published>2007-03-05T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T01:02:08.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I just saw a couple having &lt;s&gt;sex&lt;/s&gt; @ the playground downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm too tired until I'm seeing things, but I can't be hearing wrong things right?! I thought I heard moanings. Aiya what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I think I stood for hours today! After work I went down to the &lt;i&gt;ice cream shop&lt;/i&gt;, &amp; for some reason, I think I stood there for like, TWO hours?! &amp; they all damn &lt;i&gt;zek ark&lt;/i&gt;, never give me chair to sit!!! I even helped them to scoop the ice cream lor, wa lao eh I damn sad ): I hate to touch the ice cream scooper(or whatever it is being called) because its damn cold until it hurts my hand. HAIYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I farted like 985643 times today. I went toilet 6594836 times today. Damn it, what's wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want to go toilet again.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want Sony T10.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want money.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want to talk to somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want to Audition.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want a laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I want to burn all cockroaches in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I can't stop aiya-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm damn moody now.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm stressing myself over nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I hate boys with typical hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I hate &lt;b&gt;people who secretly reads my blog&lt;/B&gt; D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya what's wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I can't stop writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAIYA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;I just drink a bowl of smelly, fish soup. &amp; its horrible. But mom says the soup will make neh neh grow. I think its fake one O:&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-7069832591869302154?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/7069832591869302154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=7069832591869302154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7069832591869302154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7069832591869302154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-think-i-just-saw-couple-having-sex.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1124537174187047964</id><published>2007-03-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:17:29.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was chatting late in the night with Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he owned a cat at home, so I asked, "Eh you cat got kukubird or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet a million bucks that the face behind his computer was a wtf-was-your-question-about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, he said got!!! I thought all animals have their kukubirds cut off or something when they become a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, he actually asked me, whether I'm interested to see the cat's kukubird or not! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RehIq7b_TZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l7aHIWyhlQY/s1600-h/Image(071).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RehIq7b_TZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l7aHIWyhlQY/s320/Image(071).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037356085560692114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cat says, "Look at me, am I sexy enough?!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw the picture, I burst out loud can?! &amp; I told him, &lt;b&gt;"I only can see the balls, not the bird lei!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started telling me that apparently, the "black" dot-like thingy is the, ahem, &lt;i&gt;bird&lt;/i&gt;. I thought it was the asshole or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; he said his cat's bird is actually pink colour when erected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU A PHYSCO OR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the chance to ask him how in the world did he know the bird is pink in colour, unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cat turned horny or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-this-is-so-gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he's gonna show me his cat someday or something. OH DEAR.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna buy this camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RehKirb_TaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aaPxf0R5Xc8/s1600-h/00287_sony_cybershot_dsct10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RehKirb_TaI/AAAAAAAAAA0/aaPxf0R5Xc8/s320/00287_sony_cybershot_dsct10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037358142850026914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sony T10. Aww.. I love this baby.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice or not?! Who dare to say its not nice HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; its an effing $599 @ Harvey Norman lor! I just a student, I can't afford that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care, I'm going to buy it for sure- at a cheaper price of course -.-&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea why recently, my room is invested with baby cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, my room is very, very clean, &amp; it smells super nice also can! But damn it la! I hate to fear about what's crawling around &amp; sharing the same room as me when I'm sleeping T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my brother &amp; I were super heros. We killed a stupid, filthy cockroach with a... A5 size notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm so smart! I could actually chase after the cockroach with an exercise book, &amp; dropped it directly on top of it. HAHAHA! I left my brother to do the dirty job. He, in fact, &lt;i&gt;crushed&lt;/i&gt; that poor fellow to death T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realised that the stupid, dead cockroach had another mate- a younger one. &amp; I just let it escaped LA! WALAOEH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I managed to catch it tomorrow or something, I swear I will burn it. Then I shall feed the chao tah cockroach to Michael's cat, hopefully the cat won't turn horny &amp; scratch me upon tasting such good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-I'm-going-to-bunk-someday-with-nelly-&amp;-friends-because-my-com-sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! I'm going to PC bunk, can you believe it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1124537174187047964?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1124537174187047964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1124537174187047964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1124537174187047964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1124537174187047964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-was-chatting-late-in-night.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RehIq7b_TZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l7aHIWyhlQY/s72-c/Image(071).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-8693427672327694939</id><published>2007-03-01T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:41:55.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For me, the best feeling in the world is, no, not &lt;i&gt;falling-in-love&lt;/i&gt;, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When my mom digs ear wax for me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, sooo shiok!!! I know its a bit gross, but hey! Everyone has ear wax right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I begged my mom to dig ear wax for me, &amp; she happily said yes! I almost fell asleep- of shiok-ness mansxz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its a weird thing, because whenever I tried to dig it myself, it doesn't feel that &lt;i&gt;shiok&lt;/i&gt; lei. So from today onwards I shall ask my mother to dig ear wax for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it suddenly hits me that in the future, I'm going to dig ear wax for my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA LAO! THEN I HAVE TO SEE MY CHILDREN'S OH-SO-SHIOK FACES? KNN! Right, so in the future I shall not get married, &amp; not give birth. I will stay single &amp; stay at home every night &amp; ask my mom to dig ear wax for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm damn tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stupid nelly challenged me, see who is the one who can wake up earlier &amp; log in to audition first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9:30am. Feeling tired, cursing &amp; swearing at my blanket because its tangled up, I switched on my com &amp; tired to log in the audition as fast as I can w/o brushing my teeth. Aw damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; guess what? I-lost. ZOMGWTFBBQ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working later, &amp; I'm so tired nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please drive me to work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8693427672327694939?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8693427672327694939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8693427672327694939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8693427672327694939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8693427672327694939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-me-best-feeling-in-world-is-no-not.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5260009198354128531</id><published>2007-02-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T00:12:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK damn it. My CPU is damn noisy now, its like, something is running inside, like a CD or something, &amp; its scaring me like fuck. I mean, its the first time my CPU acted this way, is there a cockroach inside or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a bought a pair of slip-on which is not from my shop! &amp; vivien &amp; I were damn guilty because the shoes we bought from were from _&amp;_. Gosh, how are we gonna wear them while going to work? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my &lt;b&gt;salary&lt;/b&gt; because I'm fucking broke &amp; in need of cash now. &lt;s&gt;I need cash to buy a cam, can someone buy it for me pretty please?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leexuan told me that bernard guy from FB is a GAY. Oh damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he is so &lt;i&gt;short&lt;/i&gt;, machim same height as me like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I think I have a thing against &lt;i&gt;short guys&lt;/i&gt;. Kukupok, what's wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm turning lesbian already, &lt;i&gt;shit&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turtle is damn cute. We always feed him leaves(which are the size of its shell), &amp; he loves to use the leaves as a blanket &amp; covers himself. Walao, got so cold meh? When I take it off from his back, after awhile he'll crawl underneath the leave again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my turtle to the vet soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK my CPU is getting noisy, I'm so scared it might explode &amp; kill my whole family, I better go now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Soft? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Yup! Short? Cute what!! Ah, that couple weren't leaning, they were &lt;b&gt;hugging&lt;/b&gt;. I felt like pulling the girl's hair for support instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;My CPU just screamed, &amp; its silent now. I did jumped a bit &amp; yelped, but thank God, I'm still alive. It didn't blast off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5260009198354128531?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5260009198354128531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5260009198354128531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5260009198354128531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5260009198354128531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-655632043544052564</id><published>2007-02-27T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:05:15.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucus- Its a turtle, &amp; I named the turtle Johnny &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- Yeah, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous- Lol, macho? Which anonymous are you? T? LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Nah, I won't. What is so hard for me anyway? (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I just watched the Beautiful Boxer show, &amp; the show is sooo touching! Its like, the 3rd movie which actually touched my heart. Come to think of it, its only a pathetic three movies! Wow, I'm hard-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you guys wouldn't believe that I actually drip while watching Meteor Garden I(the stupid, fucking F4 show la), the part where Lei Ze Hua(or is it Hua Ze Lei?) left Shan Cai a note, telling her that he was gonna leave her &amp; wish her all the best with Dao Ming Si or something like that. &amp; &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; was back in Primary 5/6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one was Recycle which I watched with my relatives yesterday. Aww, so sad la! The mother &amp; daughter T.T(again, I dripped @ the wrong movie- Its supposed to be a horror movie by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this ah gua show! Like what's the matter with me? But the ah gua really very poor thing! He wanted a sex transplant &amp; had no money, therefore he played boxing in order to earn money for himself! But that ah gua can really kick box like fuck lor! Woohoo! Then finally he got neh neh, I felt happy for him(her?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a nice show, hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, I'm going to drop right on my table and sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;.gnola lla tluaf ym neeb had ti ,yrros m'I .ydaerla gnikniht m'I tahw wonk I ,raelc ma I taht woN .syad eseht uoy gnitcatnoc pots ev'I erofereht ,flesym desufnoc m'I .t'nac I tub ,uoy htiw evol ni llaf ot deirt ,oyu ekil ot deirt dah I .llew em detaert uoy esuaceb sti ebyam ,oyu ekil I taht thgouht ,taht tsaL .sepoh eslaf uoy gnivig rof tluaf ym stI .tluaf ym neeb sah ti gnola llA .won llit tihs siht gard ot yrros m'I /uoy ekil t'nod I taht si tcaf ehT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm ranting, duh :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-655632043544052564?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/655632043544052564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=655632043544052564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/655632043544052564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/655632043544052564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/replies-to-messages-biyong-yeah-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-1929732940149397184</id><published>2007-02-25T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T00:29:35.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm trying to act like a bitch these days, &amp; I do think I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, everyone kept saying that I'm being mean, but what? I have no idea what makes me do this. &amp;amp; I'm saying this for the last time, &lt;b&gt;my phone died on me, so don't flood my inbox, urging me,  asking me the fuck to reply you. This is subjected to everyone out there who message me, not just some particular person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my period is coming, that's why I'm so bad mood these days. This is so-not-me.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was working @ F.E, &amp; town was fucking crowded because of the Chingay &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;. &amp;amp; ya, I wore heels to work, &amp; I had to stand in the MRT w/o any help of support because of this fucking, bloodified couple. Its super hard to stand &amp;amp; maintain your balance in the MRT wearing heels w/o any shit for me to hold, &amp; whatsmore, its the RED LINE I'm taking! You know how wobbly this MRT train goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This super couple have simply no common sense. The girl hold the pole with both of her hands, &amp;amp; her bf simply hugged her from the front, which means both of them were hugging each other with the pole &lt;i&gt;in between them&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind seeing couples do that, but what the fuck? Both of them were like older then me, but with peabrains. I kept &lt;i&gt;diao-ing&lt;/i&gt; them &amp; &lt;i&gt;tsk-ing&lt;/i&gt; nonstop, &amp;amp; I was so pissed that I nearly pinched the girl's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the stupiest couple I've ever seen. &lt;b&gt;EVER.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while working, Liyana sweetie came! Gosh, I can't recognised her. Guess she look too cute in person xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work met with with meixuan a little. Outside was a blast, its even worst then Christmas! Catch up with each other a bit,  &amp; she told me alot of stuffs about M &amp;amp; E. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met vivien &amp; zy after that while meixuan went back to work ): &amp;amp; I had to bloodily walk from F.E to Dhoby Ghaut ho kay?! &amp; I got a prize in fact- both feet full of blisters after walking in such a distance -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to hd house, gambled a little. It was fun, but ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, I was supposed to buy a camera today but mom &amp;amp; dad said to buy it next week instead! WA LAO! They actually asked me to wake up early the next saturday, &amp; go Courts to buy la! -.- x 15649&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now all I have to do is to flip newspapers &amp;amp; check out which camera has the best function. &lt;i&gt;SIGH~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need MONEY, so I've to WORK. I'm not talking any off days OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the one with problems, not you. D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-1929732940149397184?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/1929732940149397184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=1929732940149397184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1929732940149397184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/1929732940149397184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-trying-to-act-like-bitch-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-7054451940320313039</id><published>2007-02-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T00:44:22.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OK now, I've a new pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a pet dog back when I was 6(?) or 7 years old, &amp; this dog was really HUGE. I remembered that it was even bigger then me, &amp;amp; when it comes to bedtime, I had to sat in the kitchen, looked @ the dog till I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really stupid though, &amp; I can't even remembered where that dog is right now. Perhaps it died of cancer or excessive of... dropping its fur? Dah, I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then da boom! Finally, besides having 3 stupid/greedy red fishes &amp;amp; 2 skinny/flat/fierce fishes, I have a new pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smaller then my palm, whose shed is even smellier then mine, &amp; its GREEN in colour. OK &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;, I think I'm a bit siao. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my pet turtle loves to eat GREEN leaves, &amp; enjoy swimming with me very much. Every once in awhile, I have to take my pet turtle out from its cage &amp;amp; brush its backside(the shell) with a toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future, I want my turtle to be a Super Turtle. So I have to start training it with a...... &lt;b&gt;pencil&lt;/b&gt;. I will teach my turtle how to write my name &amp; draw my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I will teach my turtle how to spell the word 'crazy', cos' it represent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-7054451940320313039?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/7054451940320313039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=7054451940320313039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7054451940320313039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/7054451940320313039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-now-ive-new-pet.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-2115524042023282840</id><published>2007-02-22T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:32:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently, that stupid poser doesn't understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. F-i-n-e. Go on &amp; entertain yourself. Gosh, go get a life. Love me too much that you wanna pose as me? Just, just do me a favor. For the sake of me, Chan Elaine, buy yourself a dosen of chopstick &amp;amp; ask your mama to shove it up your asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Imma shut myself up right now. My blog is not TO SCOLD PEOPLE, because its unhealthy, right Vivien? HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, so yesterday, it was a really fine day. Went shopping with mom @ OG(-.-!) &amp; bought... BRAS! I bought alot lor, &amp;amp; its damn &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt; la, hahaha! Walked to bugis, &amp; hell, it was so HOT! Moreover, @ such crowded place, I've simply no idea why the hell there was LION DANCE, DRAGON DANCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, you were already sweating, fanning yourself with your palms, squeezing along with the crowd, &amp;amp; the fake lions &amp; dragons were there dancing with their music. I CANNOT TAHAN LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after buying a few clothings, went off to far east &amp;amp; met up with vivien while mom went home, alone ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop a little again, &amp; ZOMGWTFBBQ, I-saw-#BBO7!!! SHIT DAMN IT OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT BECAUSE FINALLY HE LOOKED INTO MY EYES &amp;amp; SMILED AT ME &amp; SAID HI FOR THE FIRST TIME HAHAHA!!! But that's so Sec 3 lor! Ah! Only some people know who he was anyway, LOL! &lt;s&gt;I pray for a thousand Gods that he is not reading this.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we took neoprints! Yada yada~ I know, its so-yesterday right? But I haven't been taking neoprints for a decade(ha, joking, duh), so why not? Gee, our photos are really nice! Too bad I don't have a scanner @ home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have dinner! Yums :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get myself a camera &lt;i&gt;la!&lt;/i&gt;. So I'm going to Sim Lim Tower/Square soon. But vivien said that there are many tiko peks, &amp; &lt;s&gt;nb&lt;/s&gt;, its @ LITTLE INDIA can?! So I need to hire 10 bodyguards just for that day to protect me, &amp;amp; its a must! They must bring &lt;i&gt;unbrellas&lt;/i&gt;. Yup, umbrellas. Just in case those tiko peks/ah bu neh nehs got too violent, they can just anyhow whack them off with umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm imagining those men-in-blacks type of bodyguards lei. -.-!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeheehee, what am I thinking? &lt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-2115524042023282840?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/2115524042023282840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=2115524042023282840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2115524042023282840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/2115524042023282840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/apparently-that-stupid-poser-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-8979983837368451402</id><published>2007-02-22T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:27:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh-my-mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please la, trying to be me? Try to pose as me &amp; &lt;b&gt;tag&lt;/b&gt; on my blog? I hardly do tagging nowadays, let alone tagging stuffs which are so irrelevant. &amp;amp; the poser, you are being very &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt;. Did I mentioned that I'm having a reunion dinner with my colleagues yesterday? &amp; @ both 1950 &amp;amp; 20 59, I'm still outside, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com'on, I won't stoop myself so low to sell my cheeks for $2.  Hell no, thankyou. _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh dunghead, do try it again. I've a dozen of chopsticks with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-8979983837368451402?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/8979983837368451402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=8979983837368451402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8979983837368451402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/8979983837368451402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-my-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-884497062046948295</id><published>2007-02-21T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:19:36.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RdsfdwGTKbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qOB_TXMRkkI/s1600-h/smile!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RdsfdwGTKbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qOB_TXMRkkI/s320/smile!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033651604504652210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RdsfTgGTKaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n9IJ0qCJPP4/s1600-h/lilme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RdsfTgGTKaI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n9IJ0qCJPP4/s320/lilme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033651428410993058" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, both photos doesn't even look like me. I guessed I changed alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does my heart :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-884497062046948295?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/884497062046948295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=884497062046948295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/884497062046948295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/884497062046948295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/gee-both-photos-doesnt-even-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_tp2oiup0u3Q/RdsfdwGTKbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/qOB_TXMRkkI/s72-c/smile!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22885529.post-5684357126300361853</id><published>2007-02-20T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:37:26.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just had my Mac's supper, &amp; I'm feeling bloated! Not forgetting to add on that my supper was really spicy, I thought my tongue was gone by the time I finished eating. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really fast! School's re-opening tomorrow already. Sigh, I'm still not int the back-to-school mood lei... Eh? I'm not schooling right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry my dear readers for the lack of pictures. Reason is because my computer absolutely hates my PC suit, that's why its not functioning. Since I'm soooo loaded this week, then... I shall get myself a digital camera! Teehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping tomorrow with mom! At... OG -.-! Aiya, its the place where mothers love to shop what, I shall be a good daughter &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;pei&lt;/i&gt; her lor!&lt;s&gt;Ah fuck, I used to work at that lao kork kork place lei!&lt;/s&gt; After that will be reunion dinner with the AUGUST RYAN CLAN! Sounds like some tribe manzxs, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyway, the &lt;i&gt;lao yu shen&lt;/i&gt; thing was rather good today. Spent the entire afternoon @ cousin's house, playing audition! &amp; its the first time I'm using a lappy to play lor, so difficult! Somemore my cousin connected the cable to his huge, flat-screen TV in the living, so whatever I play, the people in the living room can view it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;i&gt;malu&lt;/i&gt; la! :xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, speaking of the game, yesterday I chained x9. Wa, so &lt;i&gt;shiok&lt;/i&gt; can!? Gee, I'm gonna play now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be coming, prolly getting myself a digi cam this week or so. Yup, so love ya all lovelys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Its a made-up story m'dear. Gosh, you touch it before?! My brother even stepped on it, &amp;amp; the poor insect got &lt;i&gt;aherm&lt;/i&gt;. The sight was gruesome, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5684357126300361853?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5684357126300361853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5684357126300361853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5684357126300361853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5684357126300361853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-really-fast-schools-re-opening.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-5559731118082010527</id><published>2007-02-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:58:22.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah what the fuck, blogger doesn't allow me to blog unless if I switch to the new user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, happy CNY to everybody! &amp; thanks for the peepos who greeted me @ 12am that night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yup, yesterday was a really nice day, because I collected quite a number of ang baos! I gambled again &amp; won again! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing was that the whole group of us sat down &amp;amp; watched Kung Fu Hustle together, even though I've watched that movie for like 6954875 times, the atmosphere was different, &amp; the show somehow seems alot funnier, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the young kids call me "Auntie Elaine" from now onwards. Because my cousins'(my God-gor gors)  children(my God-nephew/neice) already learnt how to speak now, so I must make them call my Aunti Elaine! Hahaha, I sound so old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ first they refused to call me lor, which is so saddening. But I have my ways, so I con-ed them by offering them sweets, then they called me "Auntie Elaine!"! Ahhh, so sweet &amp;amp; cute! There's one kid who is one 1 year old plus, &amp; he's so adorable! I carried him, he won't even cry lei! Somemore he smells so nice, I love baby's smell (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is already the &lt;i&gt;chu er&lt;/i&gt;, &amp;amp; I'm going for the 4rd round of ang bao collection tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon during lunch, I surprised &amp; shocked my mom by telling her that I used to have a major crush on my cousin. She was like, "Huh?!(with rice dropping out of her mouth) You siao ah?!" But I'm not kidding lei! That cousin really very, ahem, &lt;i&gt;handsome&lt;/i&gt; lor. Somemore he is my type of guy lei! Tall, a little tan, &amp;amp; he don't have those typical guys' hairstyle!(I mean those guy with long, side parting fringe *pulls a face*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother suddenly popped out of nowhere, &amp; said that guys w/o fringe is disgusting(maybe because he &lt;i&gt;does&lt;/i&gt; have typical guys' hairstyle), I argued back &amp;amp; told him Rain is don't disgusting. I almost shoved a handful of chopsticks into his asshole because he gave me a face, but he did the Rain's trademark movement &amp; made me stop in my tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! So HAWT! OK, I meant Rain, not my brother. You know you know, the suck-in-breathe-&amp;amp;-let-out-again movement which Rain always did? So H-O-T lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So @ night we went to the younger cousin(2nd God-bro) house for a feast, &amp; we all watched Hot Chicks again! &lt;s&gt;That handsome cousin of mine turned up, ohmygod baby.&lt;/s&gt; After awhile we realised that we were getting mosquito bites! Ah, let me tell you this horrified truth. THE WHOLE HOUSE WAS ACTUALLY INVESTED WITH MOSQUITOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was damn horrible. The ceiling was piled up with mosquitoes lor! Then all of us evaquated, even my cousin &amp;amp; his family were going over to my auntie's(God-mama) house to stay over. I walked along the corridoor, towards the lift, &amp; once in my life, I regreted looking up at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck! Outisde even worst! The whole estate was invested with mosquitoes, not only my cousin's house. I opened my mouth wide in dismay, I thought some mosquitoes dropped into my mouth, &lt;i&gt;pui!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were downstairs already, waiting for the rest to come. The lizards @ the ceiling were damn fucking lucky tonight ho kay! Eat the mosquitoes until &lt;i&gt;song song&lt;/i&gt;, so full until one of the lizards dropped onto my head. I felt something sticky &amp;amp; moist, reached up &amp; &lt;i&gt;plucked&lt;/i&gt; it away from my head. I looked at that lizard on my hand, digusted &amp;amp; jealous because the &lt;i&gt;caishenyei&lt;/i&gt; granted its wish &amp; showered it with food(mosquitoes). Green with envy, I popped that lizard into my mouth &amp;amp; ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K la, thinking about the mosquitoes, my hairs stand liao. Its hideous, yuk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going to &lt;i&gt;lao yu shen&lt;/i&gt; @ big cousin's(Elder God-bro) house. Every year I only eat the raw fish only, because its very nice, &amp; I hate the parsley inside. We should &lt;i&gt;lao zhu rou&lt;/i&gt;(slice pork)  what, cos' its the Pig's year lei! Aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I'm so rich this week already, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yulingg/lucas/biyong/bran(which bran are you?)- Happy CNY too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Happy CNY to you too, &amp;amp; thanks a zillion yeah? Do inform me if you ever see it somewhere else :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, I'm feeling itchy all of a sudden. It is something to do with the lizard in my stomach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-5559731118082010527?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/5559731118082010527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=5559731118082010527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5559731118082010527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/5559731118082010527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='A'/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117170951581701827</id><published>2007-02-17T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:32:43.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished my reunion dinner, &amp; its soooo yummy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand my Grandma, cos' she kept digging the steamboat-thingy, mumbling, "Where is my cuttlefish?" in hokkien, so cute &amp; funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the season of receiving tomorrow, because young kids like us will be receiving ang baos, teehee. Moreover, I just got my pay(half a month's pay) yesterday, ahhh, I'm getting rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be right back later, I'm going to gamble with my family now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backkk, &amp; I won alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to blog about anyway, so happy CNY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAUGHTER- OK lor! Next time I see you, then I give you. But I'm not married yet, so I can't give you. I've no idea how you came out of the world anyway. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- Yea right, I love to shit, do you? -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urbigbro- What kind of logiv is this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Teehee, same to you too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Not really, its identical, but not the one that I want ): Aww, so sweet of you, thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand myself. I really wonder what's going on, cos' all of a sudden, sooo many messages kept flooding in to my hp. I will have to stop replying people already, because I'm only having a pathetic free 500 message, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will limit myself to ONE sms PER day. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117170951581701827?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117170951581701827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117170951581701827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117170951581701827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117170951581701827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-finished-my-reunion-dinner-its.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117155777438348093</id><published>2007-02-16T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:42:54.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sigh, why am I having break outs &amp; ulcer(s) when CNY is coming?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; whatever had happened to that old &lt;i&gt;smooth-face&lt;/i&gt; Elaine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, damn fucked up la, knn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117155777438348093?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117155777438348093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117155777438348093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117155777438348093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117155777438348093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/sigh-why-am-i-having-break-outs-ulcers.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117155686516531124</id><published>2007-02-16T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:41:24.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Note: New song updated :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a reeeally bad habit last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to &lt;b&gt;shit&lt;/b&gt; during meal times/midnight(12am).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, during dinner(especially CNY), I love to go, "Woah! Mummy, I feel like shitting." Then all my relatives will look up at me. K &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;, its really rude la, but I can't help it if there is shit(s) trying to force itself out from my asshole what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, talking about shitting @ midnight, see, I can feel the shit right &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; already &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, removed from my body already (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's up with my parents lately. They seems not to be able to &lt;i&gt;tahan&lt;/i&gt; my late-sleeping-ness. &lt;i&gt;Like wha-te-verrrr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out from my bathroom, my parents were there, nagging la! I damn dulan, I just shut the toilet door with a not-so-loud slam, &amp; they said, "See, say her a bit she attitude." I know I'm in the fault for staying up late, but I can't sleep lor, then what you want me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, its so annoying that I don't wish to bring up this shat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surfed friendster eariler on, browsed on random people's profile, &amp; I realised, lots of girls like to add a stupid &lt;i&gt;testicle&lt;/i&gt;, starting with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, thanks for the add :D&lt;br /&gt;Mind to intro?&lt;br /&gt;xxx here, &amp; I'm xx this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la! These girls didn't type so formal la, can? They were like, prosaic-ing manzxs, ZOMGWTFBBQ! YOUGIRLSARESO PA-T-H-E-T-I-C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so stupid that I felt embarassed to be part of being a friendster-member. Worst, I ever seen guys wrote like this, in a damn cheena way. Ah, you people should know huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-la-I-better-stop-insulting-them-if-not-these-ahlians/bengs-will-whack-the-bird-out-of-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a stupid joke, from wxh anyway. I told so many people, &amp; I laughed with them so many times today. Ahem, laughing is healthy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this &lt;i&gt;chio bu&lt;/i&gt;, &amp; she wants 3 things that her future husband must have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Cannot beat/slap her.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cannot run away with other women.&lt;br /&gt;3. Must be super/hyper sexually active(in other means, horny la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, someone &lt;i&gt;ding dong-ed&lt;/i&gt; @ her home. She opened the door, &amp; to her surprised, this person was a handicapped. So, she asked him, "What makes you think that you are up to my standard?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handicapped: I can't beat/slap you, cos' I've no arms. I can't run away with other women, cos' I've no legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;chiobu&lt;/i&gt;: &amp; how about the last one? How do you prove that you are good in bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guess what that handicapped man said?&lt;/b&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;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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Guess what I use to press the door bell?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117155686516531124?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117155686516531124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117155686516531124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117155686516531124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117155686516531124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/note-new-song-updated-d-i-used-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117146985541517902</id><published>2007-02-14T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:17:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;, Happy Valentine's to all lovers/couples :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know how I spent my Valentine's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ far east, working, &lt;i&gt;bio&lt;/i&gt;-ing all the handsomes with Qian Hui (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; we were damn mean lo, we kept laughing @ those people carrying RED roses! HAHAHA! So typical la, please. Got one girl, carrying a bouquet of chocolates, which is so sweet! I really wonder what's up with all the balloons here &amp; there, its irritating OK?! Are balloons the new form of roses? &lt;s&gt;I'm scared of balloons cos I'm afraid they might burst anytime, that's why they ARE irritating, period.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business is not so good today. Its like, I dunno la! I think I have a problem. Where ever I go, be it be CQ or FE, the business will be bad. When I'm not around, the business will be real good. Damn it, what's wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, xh came to find me. I wonder what's wrong with him la, so nice of him can? Can you believed it? I made both of us walk from FE to dhoby ghaut, hahaha! &amp; he kept laming la, making me laugh. Kept asking whether I wanted a rose or not, &amp; told me stories about different-colours-of-roses-represents-different-meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I hate to receive roses again. Its so common, until I cannot &lt;i&gt;tahan la!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought a chain necklace, its not like the below picture(shown), but its gold in colour, not black T.T SIGH, I don't think I can ever find that chain again lo. But the one I bought is real coolness, I like :D I almost bought a pair of shorts la, but since I've bought this already, maybe I shall buy the shorts some other days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending so much money, that I dunno what's wrong with me already. Once, I told myself before, that I have to get myself a rich bf/&lt;s&gt;husband&lt;/s&gt; no matter what, spent all his money, then break off with him. I know I'm mean, I'm a bitch, but oh-well. I thought &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; taught me to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do it. Whenever I tried doing this, I feel bad/guilty. I guess I'm not kind of person eh? But what the heck, I dunno what I'm thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seriously, I've no idea whether its a yes or no.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still listening to that stupid song from Jay's. &amp; I kept thinking of _______ because that song reminds me of _______. OK la, that's stupid, &amp; _______ SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urbigbro- Eh, be thankful that I mentioned you ho-kay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dickson- You're lame, &amp; you gave yourself a really stupid name. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- But I don't find them, &amp; I'm desprate Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucas- The song is nice, but... Sucky la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- Parkway? Hmmm, I don't go to that place lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. CNY's coming, $$ is coming (:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna auditiong already, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117146985541517902?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117146985541517902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117146985541517902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117146985541517902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117146985541517902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/k-lor-happy-valentines-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117138757028859809</id><published>2007-02-14T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:26:10.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/1600/240829/0913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/320/881362/0913.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of necklace I want. Aww, where can I find it?!&lt;br /&gt;Its so chio right? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117138757028859809?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117138757028859809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117138757028859809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117138757028859809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117138757028859809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-kind-of-necklace-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117137926115550001</id><published>2007-02-13T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:07:41.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK-fine-I-blog-now-can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept listening Tui Hou from Jay Zhou, until I can memorise the lyrics already. Somehow, this particular song reminded me of _______. Sorry la, I'm over you already :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23"  bgcolor="#99CC66"  id="radioblog_player_1"  FlashVars="id=1&amp;filepath=http://www.freewebtown.com/kenshinng/radio.blog/sounds/TuiHou.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#99CC66;border:#666600;button:#663300;player_text:#663300;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I want to go Kbox soon &lt;i&gt;lor&lt;/i&gt;. I'm so sick of singing at home, w/o a mike OK?! Oh please, I know V's day is just 1hr 35mins away, stop whinning already. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days had been fine. I've been working like I-dunno-what, so I bet my salary for this month will be &lt;i&gt;wah&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I actually cut-ted my index finger today using a pair of scissors. Tell you, its damn stupid. I was happily talking on the phone, playing with the scissors at the same time. For certain reason, I placed my index finger in between the blades, then I just went 'snap'. Tell you la, I got a shocked when I realised I was bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Leexuan's shop for plaster, &amp; gosh, the scene there was embarassing OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what's up with the ice cream people there, but they just love to tease me &amp; Edmund -.- Especially that plaster thing. &lt;i&gt;Aiya-its-so-pai-seh-that-I-don't-want-to-talk-about-it-already.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Pepper Lunch, its so yummy! I can still taste the rice in my mouth now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I will be @ far east tomorrow, so I will get to see many handsomes again. I really can't stand it, thank God our shop is just beside the nike shoe shop, that's why so many guys will walk pass out shop. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Remember about the FB guy? Eh I saw him today can?! &amp; somehow, I think he shifted to bugis area already. &amp; his name is BERNARD. &amp; he's so cute! I like his hair, cos he has the very Rainy-y hairstyle. &lt;s&gt;But he's so short! Somemore he acted a bit gay lei T.T&lt;/s&gt; Gosh, why do I seems to know alot of B's guys huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its damn suck cos I know I'll be seeing alot of couples tomorrow. Another thing I hated about far east is the smokers there. I don't have a thing against smokers, but apparently, the smokers there like to blow their smoke on my face when I walk pass them. I've no idea whether they did it on purpose or what, or maybe because I'm too short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy caught me using com @ 2+am yesterday, &amp; he's making a racket just now. &lt;i&gt;OK lor, I sleep early tonight can?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY's coming=$$ flying towards me&lt;br /&gt;=I will be rich again&lt;br /&gt;=I can go shopping &amp; spent money&lt;br /&gt;=I will be very happy&lt;br /&gt;=I happy, everybody also happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, that's stupid xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lo, that Brandon(TP) wants me to blog about him cos he said he &lt;i&gt;teng&lt;/i&gt;(dotes) me. I blogged about you la, happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to reply to late messages, pardon please! :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockguy- Thanks^^ &amp; ah bengs are SICKENING. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENeCUTEhand- What's wrong with you ah?! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anonymous- What is back? &amp; I'm not the whatever altezza elaine can, that's why its &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roger- You shut up piglet. &amp; study hard to advance OK? I can be your tutor if you want (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stitch- Guess correctly got any presents? Darling, I know who you are xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- What plan? V's day only ma, alamak &lt;s&gt;guys don't be so vain &amp; typical la&lt;/s&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAUGHTER- Somewhere in the middle. Heard that you guys lost. Cheer up baby (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117137926115550001?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117137926115550001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117137926115550001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117137926115550001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117137926115550001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-fine-i-blog-now-can-i-kept.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117120988945322790</id><published>2007-02-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T00:04:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK la, I blogged because &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; complained that I haven't been blogging for three days. THREE days only ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I took my results was quite alright. I expected myself to get xx, but I got xx+1. Damn fucked up, because I didn't get A2 for Maths &amp; A1 for D&amp;T. That BOEY KAH RAY actually ran up to me &amp; asked, "Eh, D&amp;T how much?" "Uh, like that lo(shows him my results)." "HAHAHA, I GOT A1 SONG BO?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knn I was so jealous that I almost stuffed my shoes in his mouth. But don't want la! Later Surin saw what I did then I die T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost got depression because I realised my results didn't improve at all. But I felt much better because of my GRANDMA. Yes, Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, she was like, "How's your results? Pass or not?" I reckoned she can't understand the L1R5 thingy, so I just said, "OK lor, I can get into the course &amp; school I want." After that, my Grandma practically screamed, which made me jumped up in shock, &amp; she kept &lt;i&gt;yelling&lt;/i&gt; "Thank God!" in Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm luckier then alot of people taking O levels results already. Some can't even get into the courses &amp; schools they want, but I can. So, I worry so much for what?! But if I can't get in how? T.T alibaba help me.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I can't finish blogging cos I kept stopping to chat with SEVEN people online. Its been for the past 1 hour, &amp; can you believe it? I only blog-ed this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK la, I'll blog more tomorrow morning. ciao peepos~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117120988945322790?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117120988945322790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117120988945322790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117120988945322790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117120988945322790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-la-i-blogged-because-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117094954530131788</id><published>2007-02-08T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:49:08.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After my haircut, my parting seems to disappear already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My side parting is gone, the hair now falls from the middle of my head, which is so funny can?! I really look like ____ T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then hanxing told me my face keep changing every few months. Like what the neh? &amp; he actually asked me to keep an album of my photos, so I can how much I've changed/grown -.-&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry guys! No ah bengs tailed me tonight, I'm perfectly safe &amp; sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like getting my results in 15hrs, 30mins time. Oh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to meet up with LeeXuan early tomorrow in school, cos as a matter of fact, somehow she misses our school's stall no. 3's noodles. &amp; we meet up early so we can play volleyball with our juniors too! Gosh, its gonna be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la, I'm playing balls before getting results, later I become sweaty how?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then if I did badly, how??? But... I think I know roughly how much I get already anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK-I-know-a-very-cute-looking-guy-in-FreshBox-@-The-Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! He has the same hairstyle as Rain's can?! Oh by the way, Rain chipped his fringe really short, &amp; I actually asked zy to cut it because his hairstyle is soooo common la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I know alot of guys with hairstyle like his lo! Aiya, but what the heck. That guy(from FB) is so short la! Taller then me by 5 cm or so only. Kuakua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told hx, that I can be very heartless in relationship wise. I don't give second chances because I make sure I/opposite party will not make the same mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, I dunno. I've always have a soft spot for you, perhaps not anymore. I like you once, but I'm not sure about it now. Just a short period of time, I really appreciate the moments we had, but look, its over. I'm getting over it, you should get over it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't forbid you to talk to me, but maybe as friends? I'm sorry that I'm heartless, but I can't help it anyway. Its my nature, &amp; perhaps it will do us good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate decided that we should not be together, so be it. I had accepted it, &amp; move on with my life, have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, good for you. I hope you get my point. &amp; I shall wish you all the best (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh- Good luck to you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqian- Who's so hot?! TELL ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- I know self defence, &amp; I can make ah bengs scared of me. HAHAHA! Thanks anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucas- Thanks! Hope to see you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- Yep, I love it too! I want it overlap, but I dunno what shop/people sells it. D: Thanks for the info, my love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the graduates- Good luck tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117094954530131788?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117094954530131788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117094954530131788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117094954530131788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117094954530131788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-my-haircut-my-parting-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117086857363374292</id><published>2007-02-08T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:16:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh- Yeah! That 14 is so cute can?! Somemore he take my jersey number lei. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackkiie- What Edmund here &amp; there?! I call you, you call me bloody. I damn sad lei ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weiqian- Eh girl, stop flooding la :D &amp; the book I'm reading is great. &lt;b&gt;Eh, aren't you always reading sex/porn story books?! If I don't call you horny, then why you everytime read them one?!&lt;/B&gt; Haha, loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah qian jie- Yup, she's working @ the same place with me. &amp; shall see you on CNY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biyong- Eh siao eh, you late again I swear I'm gonna throw my shoes @ you in public. HAHAHAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117086857363374292?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117086857363374292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117086857363374292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117086857363374292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117086857363374292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/replies-to-messages-sh-yeah-that-14-is.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117086796522355998</id><published>2007-02-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:06:24.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Icanwaitforfridaytocome(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results day la! Which is so suck-ed lo, cos after taking taking results I still have to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that if I score badly, I'll have to cry in my shop. Maybe I'll try throwing all the shoes around &amp; pack them back again. Or talk to the baby in Shirley's(lady boss) stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I still want to get in TP because no matter what, I'll try my best &amp; put my butt in volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered last time, Coach used to tell me, "You'll grow taller in sec 3/4, &amp; by then you'll be a useful player." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot la, Coach! I where got grow taller?! I'm still stuck at the bloody height of 157cm lo! &amp; I still can't figure out whether I'm playing sub-set or zhu gong D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Get into TP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending lots of cash recently, ON CLOTHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whats the problem with me, but I can buy like, 3-4 sets of clothes within a week. Am I normal or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I still haven't receive my far east pay yet.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I almost bought myself a necklace &amp; bracelet, thank Alibaba I didn't buy (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm currently looking for a chain necklace(cross). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Necklace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=It must be long around my stomach area, somewhere below my neh neh. &lt;br /&gt;=The chain must be BLACK/DIRTY SILVER.&lt;br /&gt;=My pendent shall my CROSS(size should be around my/your thumb).&lt;br /&gt;=It would be perfect if the chain overlaps each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bracelet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Prefered to be gold chain/ red beads.&lt;br /&gt;=Plenty of random junks put together.&lt;br /&gt;=A heart pendent? Yes, its a must (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;, any blog shoppers or online shop owners, if you happened to pass by my blog, spread the news around because I want those before CNY. I've been to a store which offers me 10$ for the bracelet, &amp; the necklace is nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to pay the necklace for 15$ &amp; below, &amp; 10$ &amp; below for the bracelet, thankews :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today @ work, Lee Xuan hopped by during her lunch break, vien, lx, &amp; I gossipped like fuck. HAHAHA, T/we can't stop laughing @ &lt;i&gt;beep&lt;/i&gt; because its fucking funny &amp; ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she come up to our shop everyday, we will not get sick of her although we can keep talking about the same things. &lt;i&gt;Please la, its like our all time favourite topic lei (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, vien &amp; I met up with xuan &amp; we went for a little shopping spree. Bought CLOTHES again lo! I cannot stand myself cos I've already spent so much money! So no matter what, I have to earn at least a 3.5k in the future, or else my future husband/boyfriend have to be filthy rich in order to keep me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't deny that I'm a spenthift. Hah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll cut down my expenditure after CNY, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my maple mummy today @ PS, when she saw me, she was like, "Oh my God *covers her mouth with her hand*, aren't you that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya! I'm Elaine! You know?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so exciting, I finally met her! But the first thing she told me was --- dropping by on Friday to buy I-dunno-what product from her. Then I was like, &lt;i&gt;Uh.Ya.Ok.Lo.Whatever.&lt;/i&gt; I promised to drop by her sometime though, &amp; I hope she's fine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I hate to go back home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like, fuck, I dunno when who is gonna attack me from behind because today I was tailed by a stupid ah beng again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my earpiece on, so I can't really hear anything from the outside except for my musics, then I notice some ah beng hanging around my block. All of them &lt;i&gt;zoot-ed&lt;/i&gt; @ me, so fucked can?! I ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seconds later, I thought I heard something behind. More ignoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zoot-ing&lt;/i&gt; sounds again. I'm getting pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly some fucker grabbed my arm &amp; yanked me around. I shrieked &amp; yelled, "You fucking molester!" then kicked his knee. &amp; I ran home, climbing the stairs. I know I'm being stupid, because anytime, that ah beng would catch up. But I'm running bare-footed, because I'm preparing to throw my shoes @ whoever's behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared that when I reached home, I didn't dare to tell anyone @ home. Fuck, how stupid can I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bringing an umbrella everyday from now, not because I'm afraid it would rain, but I'm gonna use it as my weapon. You can laugh, but its-not-a-laughing-matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all ah bengs out there who hangs around @ my block, I'm armed, provoke me &amp; I'll kick your balls like fuck. Try me.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've blogged so much tonight, &amp; its like 1am now. Finally, enjoy my &lt;i&gt;mushroom&lt;/i&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/1600/720919/Image157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/320/493500/Image157.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/1600/380530/Image158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/320/923360/Image158.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/1600/856676/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/320/643137/Image159.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovelys, &amp; have a nice mushroom day! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117086796522355998?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117086796522355998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117086796522355998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117086796522355998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117086796522355998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/icanwaitforfridaytocome-results-day-la.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117073644391470047</id><published>2007-02-06T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T12:34:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK-I-have-a-very-nice-looking-mushroom-hair :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my PC suit corked up, so I can't upload. I'll try &amp; figure it out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Adrift with Biyong yesterday, 7 the show was so-so :/ &amp; I think I walked over half of Singapore because of that biyong! Alibaba D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; you're late OK?! I still haven't throw my shoes at you.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading a v nice book, 'Shooting at Midnight' by Greg Rucka. He's not normally my favourite writer, but what the heck, I can't put down the book while reading! Weiqian, if you're reading this, N-O, this book is not horny at all. No sex, no love, all about crimes. MUAHAHA.(not like you la, so many horny books at home. Eh lend me some lei =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going in to audition now, because I have hack =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117073644391470047?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117073644391470047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117073644391470047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117073644391470047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117073644391470047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-i-have-very-nice-looking-mushroom.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117060293369527752</id><published>2007-02-04T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:53:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMGWTFBBQ! SINGAPORE WON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Thai No.7 was being such a sore loser by swearing &amp; cursing @ a substitude(?), but No.14 is so cute! Even my father said he's very looking. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet was quite a blast if not for mosquito bites. I guessed the mosquitoes there really loved me, because they can't help but to keep giving my legs kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, a very happy birthday(belated) once again to summer! Hope you had fun, darling :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the whole night, I kept moaning &amp; complaining how hungry I was after eating mee hoon/fried rice/fishballs/sausages/the-triangle-thing/chicken wings. I just kept walking in &amp; out of the chalet, searching for food until finally I had to eat the leftover cakes in order to shut myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &amp; the only arcade games I ever played @ downtown east is the basketball-thing &amp; the-hooking-of-bears. Its so fun! I tagged with vivien, &amp; we only managed up to stage 2, whereas zy procceeded on. Wa kao, he's such a pro la! No wonder he was first team in basketball D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the hook-bear-thing was totally a waste of money. I tried 3 rounds, I can't even move the bear. Am I a sucker for that or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; alibaba, thank God nobody played any cake smashing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some uncles there drank a little too much, that they ended up quarrelling fiercely. I was so scared that they might end up fighting &amp; hit me instead, since both of them were a bit drunk, they might not know who they were hitting &amp; hit me instead, moreover, I sat quite close to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they never la. Because before they can do anything, we moved away. I ate even more after that, finally, "WO HEN BAO LE!" came out of my mouth (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played 21 dian outside w/o gambling, but gambled on the fried rice which some people said, cats had been helping themselves to it. Whoever lose had to eat! I ate like, 5/6 mouths, oh mummy! But I'm not the worst lei, wc ate 15, HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we got bored, &amp; yingting suggested us to have a game of Catching. It was so fun! The 7 of us, me, xuan, yingting, gentai, wc, kang yan, &amp; that guy(I dunno the name) ran around blocks K &amp; J, so fun &amp; funny! I regretted catching gentai instead of meixuan not because he ran very fast, but when I caught him, both of my palms were filled with sticky, smelly sweat! I should have just use my shoes to throw at him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweat a bit &amp; all, finally we sat down to rest. Hongde suddenly appeared from the chalet room, &amp; asked, "Why never catch me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;i&gt;huh&lt;/I&gt;? If you're playing, why did you hide in the room? It was so hilarious, but I can't bear to laugh at him. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had rounds of poker with wc, gentai &amp; that guy. I'm so &lt;i&gt;pek cek&lt;/i&gt; because I kept losing. The guys went back @ around 6, while I went back into the room, with half of the people there sleeping, while the other half chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parted with the sweeties @ 7am. Home sweet home! I thought I almost fell asleep during the bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that my wonderful, comfty bed was waiting for me. But apparently, it was occupied by my sister, &amp; so I had to sleep on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding! I slept on the sofa la! But I've not idea why I ended up in my bed when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No photos, dearies! Because I don't own a camera, &amp; no one take pictures anyway ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was tedious for me that day. Not that it was very busy, but I was tired! 3 hours of sleep, kuku nathan. I felt like dying, I even had to meet Biyong after that D:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'm not a zombie OK?! algjwiogjawrph!!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a dress after work today. I LOVE that dress can?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; that shop beside my shop opened already! It sells very nice male shoes, I like I like :D That explained why there were so many &lt;i&gt;shuai ges&lt;/i&gt; passing my shop today. Qian Hui &amp; I were totally excited la! Because even the shop keeper inside is also so ----- *drools till it floods the floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hair cut tomorrow. I so gonna cut a different hair style la, I think I'm going to cut mushroom. I'm going to have hair so long that it reach my waist (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long post w/o any pictures. Shall show you guys a photo of my handsome when he was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/1600/287003/rain5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2662/1629/320/479129/rain5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This was Rain when he was young.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ke-ahhhhhhhh-eeeeeiii &lt;i&gt;wors&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm off to bed. Someone says my panda eyes very dark D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REPLIES TO MESSAGES&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil*- I was commenting on my face, because it was so dry &amp; awful ): But its better now, &amp; I don't look like a witch anymore! :D Love you sweety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mastura- Yeah, no big deal! Shall see ya on results day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blackkiie- OK la! Tuesday I go eat moth balls la~ LOL. Everyday eat can die one lei, &amp; of cos la, I intro the milk tea to you one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUAGHTER- I will, tomorrow, OK! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas- I will, &amp; WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS DID TO MY FOLIO?! IT WAS SO NICELY BINDED LO, WA KAOZXS. T.T Please, I beg you &amp; my juniors to protect my folio with all your hearts, because I might need it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;Wa &lt;s&gt;cb&lt;/s&gt;, I hate it when I have period in the middle of gaming @ 12:30am. &lt;s&gt;Fuck&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117060293369527752?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117060293369527752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117060293369527752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117060293369527752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117060293369527752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/zomgwtfbbq-singapore-won-thai-no.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-22885529.post-117038519176633183</id><published>2007-02-02T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T10:59:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No no, what's wrong with my face?! I'm zits-free, blackheads-free, but I feel as if I'm turning into a witch soon. OH-MY-GOD-I-CAN'T-FACE-THE-PEOPLE-&amp;-WORLD-WITH-MY-FACE-LIKE-THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out that I didn't sleep yesterday night. Like wtf? I can't seems to fall asleep? I had my eyes closed for 8 &amp; a half hours, totally wide awake. But my mind kept drifting away to thoughts which were totally unlinked. I even imagined a nightmare which scared the chicken out of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of my head hurts since yesterday. I dunno what is it, &amp; I'm so scared it will be a &lt;s&gt;tumor&lt;/s&gt;. I need to see the doctor soon ):&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts running into my mind now, I dunno how to solve them. I need to talk to my daughter soon ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said since I'm starting to earn my own money, I should pay for my contact lenes every half a year, but it is a bloodily $180!!! I'm considering on wearing kuku specs back. But I got a feeling, I'm turning back into my sec 2's looks again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to myself, shit. I'm going nuts. My face, my head, my looks, my money, my &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me, how deep is your love?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love&lt;br /&gt;I really need to learn&lt;br /&gt;cause were living in a world of fools&lt;br /&gt;Breaking us down&lt;br /&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;br /&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22885529-117038519176633183?l=thefatpoop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/feeds/117038519176633183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22885529&amp;postID=117038519176633183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117038519176633183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22885529/posts/default/117038519176633183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatpoop.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-no-whats-wrong-with-my-face-im-zits.html' title=''/><author><name>myPaperhut</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02289542080868408570</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
