<?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-18424510</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:45:32.343+08:00</updated><category term='amusement'/><category term='absolutely random'/><category term='finances'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='exams'/><category term='studies'/><category term='IB'/><category term='epiphany'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Facts of Life'/><category term='random chit-chat'/><category term='post-exams'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='my travels'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Mein Tagebuch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-61740524105204612</id><published>2008-12-24T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:35:18.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolutely random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been feeling abnormally fit these couple of days. I've been jogging, swimming, walking and running up hills(maybe just A hill, but A STEEP and HIGH hill)with Rosa the mudskipper. I feel the pro-exercise regime pain, and it feels good- namely because it is a GOOD pain. Don't get me wrong, i'm not a masochist in any way. The pain in the joints remind you that the exercising is actually affecting your body in a GOOD way. Why am I even blabbering about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I went out with Rudolph today. I bought an over-sized shirt thing with a huge print on the front. After much observation (and about 8 hours later), I realise that the print scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED a bomber jacket, and maybe another blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;I think I can sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-61740524105204612?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/61740524105204612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=61740524105204612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/61740524105204612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/61740524105204612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-feeling-abnormally-fit-these.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-3705558073640049020</id><published>2008-12-14T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:24:41.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's already mid-December, into the holidays I've been itching for since the start of the IB exam. It's finally here. Well, what is left of it that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there was Graduation, then there was Prom, after which there was Zen's Sexaey 18th birthday party, Sydney, Malaysia...and little meet-ups in between with great, great friends. Now it's Christmas I'm waiting for to celebrate with the family at our home, watching our very own snowfall whilst ripping open wrapping paper of all sorts near the Christmas tree by our very own warm fire place.... Ok.fine.we don't have a fire place and neither do we have snow-.- BUT there's the family I've not seen as a whole for a long, long time. I miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can very regretfully say that I have not accomplished ANYTHING I would deem 'productive' or 'self-satisfying' from the day exams ended. It does not feel right. Well apart from shopping (which is (BTW) extremely satisfying-Rudolph can vouch for that with her life;) ), I've not done anything else that would satisfy the part of my brain hungry for knowledge in the form of...a book for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame facebook for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to bed I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRTY RAT!!!PICK UP YOUR PHONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3705558073640049020?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3705558073640049020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3705558073640049020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3705558073640049020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3705558073640049020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-already-mid-december-into-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-948980065506052606</id><published>2008-11-24T16:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:18:43.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I begin, Zen has RE-corrected me once again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zen: Charm, it's actually ACCGGHHH-nes bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the EXAMS ARE OVER and the weekend was a BLAST! Sadly, i can't update my blog about the most amazing weekend of this whole year. I shall do so once I get back:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaociao for now:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-948980065506052606?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/948980065506052606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=948980065506052606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/948980065506052606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/948980065506052606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/11/before-i-start-rambling-on-about.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6094386004680555890</id><published>2008-11-11T14:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:34:32.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random chit-chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 more papers to go!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people say things they don't mean...it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SRkjwyZHMhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7-IzDTLJHhE/s1600-h/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SRkjwyZHMhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7-IzDTLJHhE/s200/DSC01035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267280560254300690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(*note: excuse the shine on my face as well as the very-much-in-need to-go-to-Browhaus eyebrows! *ahem* 'exams first, vanity later' - a quote i say to myself excessively)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cousin, the guy who never fails to surprise me with a few new tattoos each time I see him. Also the guy who corrected my pronunciation of Agnes.b :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: Did your friend work in Agnes.b (pronouncing it AEG-nes)?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Er, I don't why?&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: He's wearing an Agnes.b shirt..&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: oh..and it's ahh-nia b by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- . -'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine: Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6094386004680555890?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6094386004680555890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6094386004680555890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6094386004680555890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6094386004680555890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-more-papers-to-go-i-dont-like-it-when.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SRkjwyZHMhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/7-IzDTLJHhE/s72-c/DSC01035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-3680037987129460697</id><published>2008-10-28T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:23:13.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facts of Life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The IB Exam is next week, how dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though the past two weeks of 'study break' have conveniently left my memory, leaving behind a week of hard-core(well not exactly), (but definitely)last minute studying. And after which, the sudden, inevitable fact hits hard- like a slippery fish being slapped right across your face-: IB is next week- the Deciding Point, my Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all I want to do is it curl up in bed and sleep my worries away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3680037987129460697?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3680037987129460697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3680037987129460697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3680037987129460697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3680037987129460697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/10/ib-exam-is-next-week-how-dreadful.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8894789567709603890</id><published>2008-10-06T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:58:27.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL SIMPLY ECSTATIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so much, my Teddy Friend:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hugs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8894789567709603890?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8894789567709603890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8894789567709603890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8894789567709603890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8894789567709603890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-simply-ecstatic-thank-you-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-647160971616424761</id><published>2008-10-01T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:40:15.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in some ways, you're an attention-seeking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really bored.&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be taking a monotonous route, and I seem to be feeling lethargic and tired everyday. I woke up at 8 this morning, and I faced so much difficulty trying to get my head around the concepts of vectors and kinematics. My eyes could hardly stay open, and coffee was of no help AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind, I slumped my heavy arm (with pencil in hand) on the table, sat up straight, opened my eyes wide and stared intensely at the question, and my mind started to drift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine, how like that??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-647160971616424761?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/647160971616424761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=647160971616424761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/647160971616424761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/647160971616424761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-some-ways-youre-attention-seeking.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-7784779633236147394</id><published>2008-09-29T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:55:27.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amusement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolutely random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two very significant pictures from Cabaret (only a few will know what I mean) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SODNIdNvFsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NSp76tAGHEs/s1600-h/ca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SODNIdNvFsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NSp76tAGHEs/s200/ca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251422710678886082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SODNCK425eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2nfqxQkivso/s1600-h/cabaret+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SODNCK425eI/AAAAAAAAAGE/2nfqxQkivso/s200/cabaret+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251422602680264162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, alright. Enough of self-amusement....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that lame-ass joke the goes along the lines of 'What do you call a clock that is being thrown out of the window?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME FLIES!!...Get it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm getting pretty retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I have a disgusting pimple on my NECK. EWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7784779633236147394?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7784779633236147394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7784779633236147394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7784779633236147394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7784779633236147394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/09/two-very-significant-pictures-from.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SODNIdNvFsI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NSp76tAGHEs/s72-c/ca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-6975303974431823034</id><published>2008-09-10T21:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:30:52.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart swelled with pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through the Sartorialist when I chanced upon these pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SMfIp1Ywh8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVdd5Gso7vg/s1600-h/luluguineess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SMfIp1Ywh8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVdd5Gso7vg/s200/luluguineess.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244380912127346626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SMfIeJ7Pg_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Bv9w5QA7XNQ/s1600-h/8058FayWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SMfIeJ7Pg_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Bv9w5QA7XNQ/s200/8058FayWeb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244380711482262514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Off the streets of the Big Apple, is the BIG, pretty and obviously eclectic 'I Love You' Lulu Guinness bag. My mummy bought one for me about three years ago. You know, I think it looks pretty damn classy and timeless (If I can say so myself). Who needs a birkin?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine...:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but Lulu Guinness will have to do for now...make that a very long while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6975303974431823034?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6975303974431823034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6975303974431823034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6975303974431823034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6975303974431823034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-heart-swelled-with-pride-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SMfIp1Ywh8I/AAAAAAAAAF0/IVdd5Gso7vg/s72-c/luluguineess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-6023728819324485526</id><published>2008-08-17T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:40:30.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolutely random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My gut-feeling tells me that I'm very, very broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had to think twice about buying a dress whilst already being second in the queue. My options were clear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Leave, and never see that gorgeous dress again (the last dress, in my size!(it had to be fate))  :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Hand over my card, risking the embarrassment of having the lady tell me that my card does not seem to be working:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I took the risk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I absolutely love my dress:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to one-self: Charmaine, you need money management&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6023728819324485526?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6023728819324485526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6023728819324485526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6023728819324485526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6023728819324485526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-gut-feeling-tells-me-that-im-very.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-1239464309840005055</id><published>2008-08-16T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T10:36:09.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolutely random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SKY8iDWhZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_XOV4aC3_l8/s1600-h/SDC10640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938172577768738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SKY8iDWhZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_XOV4aC3_l8/s200/SDC10640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We so cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm having a crispy peanut butter sandwich with COFFEE- which clearly is an addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I drink soo much of that stuff that my cousin officially pronounced me an old woman...-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response to revolting grades, i went shopping yesterday:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not exactly the best of responses, I admit, but it did make me feel a tad better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, I really have to get down to business in the form of Physics IAs and Math Portfolio 2:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1239464309840005055?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1239464309840005055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1239464309840005055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1239464309840005055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1239464309840005055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-so-cool-im-having-crispy-peanut.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SKY8iDWhZSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_XOV4aC3_l8/s72-c/SDC10640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-8132594683480371840</id><published>2008-08-09T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:02:09.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SJ25LOZ6lJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_PeILJAKmlU/s1600-h/pic+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232541944570877074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SJ25LOZ6lJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_PeILJAKmlU/s200/pic+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       At Ivan's house&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SJ25G7Pz-VI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6XzR3CAS4As/s1600-h/pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232541870708750674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SJ25G7Pz-VI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6XzR3CAS4As/s200/pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I like this candid shot! Everyone immersed in their own thoughts..while the rat and I were being complete retards...AS USUAL! HAHAHAH! I LOVE ROSSSAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was, in fact, rather significant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08.08.08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Ivan's place yesterday. Pizza/pool party at his house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was&lt;strong&gt; fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;amusing&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;annoying&lt;/strong&gt; all at once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I just seriously do not know where to start...so I shall not bother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happier note, tomorrow is another day, full of happenings. Full of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did i mention? PRELIMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!! Another reason to go out, celebrate, party, or maybe even drink disgusting nail varnish vodka in a foodcourt with friends(right guys?) *WINK* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8132594683480371840?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8132594683480371840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8132594683480371840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8132594683480371840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8132594683480371840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-ivans-house-i-like-this-candid-shot.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SJ25LOZ6lJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_PeILJAKmlU/s72-c/pic+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-3083007345220535869</id><published>2008-08-04T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:09:45.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i get it...you're just miss know-it-all huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3083007345220535869?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3083007345220535869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3083007345220535869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3083007345220535869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3083007345220535869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-4702667796358655121</id><published>2008-08-03T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T23:38:21.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm panicking over my english paper tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since, out of carelessness and pure stupidity, I realised that I left BOTH my Macbeth texts in my damn locker!! - . -'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thought of exams coming to a near end in a couple of days is simply dreamy! Although I know for myself that I have been severely unproductive and inefficient in the studying department (I actually watched a movie yesterday and galivanted with the family on Friday night), I just cannot seem to bring myself to study till the wee hours of the morning to make up for lost time- eventhough my heart tells me that I should. I'm just brain-exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I bought a pair of black high-waisted shorts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy already:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-4702667796358655121?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/4702667796358655121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=4702667796358655121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4702667796358655121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4702667796358655121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-panicking-over-my-english-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-3607175039486932656</id><published>2008-07-31T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:02:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in the midst of prelims, and I feel so out-of-touch with the world, because I've not used my computer in a mere 4 days or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just shows how reliant we are on technology, when in fact, we don't need it for our survival...really.we don't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then the question is: what am I doing using a gadget when I am suppose to be sticking my nose into my economics text book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distractions hon, distractions...&lt;br /&gt;So now I realise, and so now i go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3607175039486932656?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3607175039486932656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3607175039486932656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3607175039486932656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3607175039486932656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-in-midst-of-prelims-and-i-feel-so.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-3110316507958272976</id><published>2008-07-21T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:42:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a fleshy face.&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother said it, and the mudskipper confirmed it&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;And I anticipate getting fleshier&lt;br /&gt;I cringe at the thought...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3110316507958272976?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3110316507958272976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3110316507958272976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3110316507958272976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3110316507958272976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-fleshy-face.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-7135176864328704891</id><published>2008-07-15T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:33:05.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Penning (or rather, typing) my random thoughts down provides a cathartic effect. Typing now seems ideal because reality has suddenly hit, and i'm starting to feel mild hints of nervousness slowly building up within my entire being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Wilfred?? why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Why you so complicated?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7135176864328704891?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7135176864328704891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7135176864328704891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7135176864328704891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7135176864328704891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/07/penning-or-rather-typing-my-random.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-4821246958729574438</id><published>2008-07-09T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:47:04.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHSVX9OYhAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5DqRT44b-Pk/s1600-h/ashlee_simpson400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220962106833667074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHSVX9OYhAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5DqRT44b-Pk/s200/ashlee_simpson400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      I dig the whole Ray-Bahn 1970s look&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;...Although I am already extremely satisfied with my vintage ones from the obscure little spectacle shop conveniently tucked away from sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going boho-hobo tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;(I think)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-4821246958729574438?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/4821246958729574438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=4821246958729574438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4821246958729574438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4821246958729574438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dig-whole-ray-bahn-1970s-look.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHSVX9OYhAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/5DqRT44b-Pk/s72-c/ashlee_simpson400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-7765772626331735122</id><published>2008-07-06T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:27:29.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHDbxaeLWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Pu3wHXVQYl0/s1600-h/s640x480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219913610088372514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHDbxaeLWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Pu3wHXVQYl0/s200/s640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this picture. But I love them more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not solely for the fact that we look decent BUT also because it does not fail to remind me of that annoying, damn pissing-off uncle who saved my dress from burning to dust!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although he did perform a typical-good-samaritan's task of backing me away from a huge candle (with other little candles studded on its surface. Yes i know...confusing!!), all in the name of saving my dress (and me) from burning into dust, the dude LITERALLY told everyone around him of his 'good deed' while (apparently) pointing at me. Naturally, I received o-m-g-you-are-so-careless-and-dumb stares from those who heard the news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amusing, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rikh's birthday dinner yesterday at Carousal. Lots of fun, laughter, joy, happiness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Definitely not the kind of mood that goes hand-in-hand with the pre-prelims period. Very inappropriate actually. Oh well, as Nigella says,' Balance is everything!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner, a few of us went to Clark Quay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I tried Tequila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gross stuff. Bitter. Vile. Kerosine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's a first for everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was my first...and definitely my last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG and Jason was as red as an apple! It was scary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all in all,it was a great night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7765772626331735122?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7765772626331735122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7765772626331735122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7765772626331735122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7765772626331735122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SHDbxaeLWSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Pu3wHXVQYl0/s72-c/s640x480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-938973513519109074</id><published>2008-06-29T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:24:26.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week's been boh-ring. And what do you know? A new week starts in an hour or so...&lt;br /&gt;Another boh-ring, stressful, test-packed, shitty week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on my pursuit for therapeutic solace- in the form of Nigella Express videos on youtube. There has'nt been a new video in months!!!!!ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed I go, and arise I will at 2:30 to be able to soak up the tension and excitement of the Euro-fever atmosphere- in my living. with my little brother. pigging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frozen pizza anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-938973513519109074?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/938973513519109074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=938973513519109074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/938973513519109074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/938973513519109074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-weeks-been-boh-ring.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8963435992901463317</id><published>2008-06-22T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T01:51:57.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random chit-chat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SF08Z2P51DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K30CQywvifo/s1600-h/Hong+Kong+Macau+(12-16+June+2008)+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214390358321517618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SF08Z2P51DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K30CQywvifo/s200/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     the annoying little brother, emulating the way i (SO DO NOT!) 'pose' infront of the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nonetheless, i love him (although he calls me a dog,a dirty rat,stuart (THE RAT!)....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Eh, so what did you have for breakfast with Ernest at Macdonalds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little brother: Mcgriddles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Ohhhhh, meal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little brother: yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: upsized?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little brother: yea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: SO YOU HAD LARGE FRIES IN THE MORNING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little brother: (looks at me with those eyes!(i hate that look of his)) Eh...you're damn...damn..Macdumb you know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: -.-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(1 minute later) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: OHHHHHH RIGHTTTTTT!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little brothers!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8963435992901463317?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8963435992901463317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8963435992901463317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8963435992901463317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8963435992901463317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/annoying-little-brother-emulating-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SF08Z2P51DI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K30CQywvifo/s72-c/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-8371494837770425911</id><published>2008-06-19T22:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:43:51.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolutely random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213603035544703986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFpwVoWKU_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Bqs5DVzU4SU/s200/022708_carey_400x400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                            I'd kill for a wardrobe like that!...Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bear new tresses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...more accurately, I bore new tresses...since the once-loose-and-actually-curly-curls have decided to tame itself while at the same time transforming back into its original form: dull and ordinarily straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmph, if only mine were Rosa-curly:( (and to think she is only OK with her hair)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had lunch with my cousin today. (She never fails to make me laugh till my tummy aches)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE HER:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an impromptu visit to the salon with Rosa (a.k.a mudskipper) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, it was a good day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8371494837770425911?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8371494837770425911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8371494837770425911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8371494837770425911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8371494837770425911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/id-kill-for-wardrobe-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFpwVoWKU_I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Bqs5DVzU4SU/s72-c/022708_carey_400x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-7195280268712731207</id><published>2008-06-18T00:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:58:06.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my travels'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212899895760110066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfw1ghzwfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r3X_DHYll6w/s200/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfwMk4y9LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZDymWiLPIx8/s1600-h/Hong+Kong+Macau+(12-16+June+2008)+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212899192555631794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfwMk4y9LI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZDymWiLPIx8/s200/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              My secret boyfriend I hide in my basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfuutTh1KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tnTxfmRdMQU/s1600-h/Hong+Kong+Macau+(12-16+June+2008)+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897579907536034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfuutTh1KI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tnTxfmRdMQU/s200/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                             The streets of Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Previously, the first few words that come to my mind when I hear 'Hong Kong' are 'sars, dirty and air pollution'&lt;br /&gt;Presently they are: eating, shopping, windy, (rather) clean&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I don't believe I'm saying this but, I &lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt; Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously could live there...seriously. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, as all holidays are, my days spent in Hong Kong were filled with the three most ordinary yet ideal things: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1)Shopping&lt;br /&gt;2)Eating&lt;br /&gt;3)Sleeping &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very surprisingly, I did not gain as much weight as I thought I would- considering the brutal fact that the perpetually hungry family wanted to eat every two hours or so:/ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shopping was brilliant! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to mention my 'encounter' with the most gorgeous YSL bag ever! I've never had such strong (mixed) feelings about a bag before (since it is in fact merely a mobile empty space surrounded by material). I love it, yet I feel sad looking at it. It's such a fierce yet pretty bag (yes, oxymoronic i know). But the thing about it is, it's literally covered in python skin!!!! Very sexy, but a sad and tragic truth behind it:( &lt;/p&gt;Okay, it's late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zai Jian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7195280268712731207?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7195280268712731207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7195280268712731207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7195280268712731207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7195280268712731207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/hong-kong-my-secret-boyfriend-i-hide-in.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SFfw1ghzwfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r3X_DHYll6w/s72-c/Hong+Kong%2BMacau+(12-16+June+2008)+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-4137011531727335344</id><published>2008-06-10T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:02:53.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SE4KFnQUmsI/AAAAAAAAADU/W-dV89dWb2Q/s1600-h/1_184654651l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210112910467308226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SE4KFnQUmsI/AAAAAAAAADU/W-dV89dWb2Q/s200/1_184654651l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Osama &lt;3s Rudolph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sufferring from a severe (maybe even incurable) case of &lt;strong&gt;amnesia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends know that, and so does my mum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: Charm, what jab did you take before you went for OBS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: errrrrrr.....Some flu jab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(10 minutes later)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: MAAAAAAAA!!!!! I remember the name of the jab! (mumbles name that starts with 't' and has a similar pronunciation as that of 'titus', but a much longer word)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: Okay good, now write it down before you forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(obeys and scribble letters (which took a long time because I had to keep repeating the name slowly in order to grasp whatever letters I think make out the word) on my wrist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, will be making my way to the docs' to get my flu jab before I leave.argh,why why why? Don't need laa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-4137011531727335344?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/4137011531727335344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=4137011531727335344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4137011531727335344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4137011531727335344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/osama-3s-rudolph-im-sufferring-from.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SE4KFnQUmsI/AAAAAAAAADU/W-dV89dWb2Q/s72-c/1_184654651l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-2831562417844589455</id><published>2008-06-07T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T18:39:38.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apart from the growingingly persistent cajoling I'm getting from my parents, it has suddenly occured to me that I have arrived at a point in my life whereby I have to be make important (even life- changing) decisions. And their question (and more recently, a question I ask myself) is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What do you want to do in the (not-so-distant (anymore)) future?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the usual stagnant reply being:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I don't know.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I really don't and the fact that it is already six months into the year (meaning less time to decide)and five damn months before my IB exam just makes the future ahead seem so blur, hazy and hopeless. Then again, that's life. Like what Marcus always says: &lt;strong&gt;'Life sucks that way.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I completely agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Studied a fair bit of economics and german. After which dinner and shopping with Dugong and Walrus. Nothing like abit of Retail Therapy! Maybe I should start a businnes selling apparel taking into consideration all the other stressful and tired civillians out there. Hmm, not a bad idea really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SEpiuLHlULI/AAAAAAAAADE/3E-y2FQKy5w/s1600-h/IMG_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-2831562417844589455?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/2831562417844589455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=2831562417844589455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2831562417844589455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2831562417844589455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/apart-from-growingingly-persistent.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6131349461047851654</id><published>2008-06-06T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:31:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 12:15pm and I have a cup of hot coffee in my hand. I don't know why, but I just can't seem to start the day without my caffeine fix. Speaking of caffeine, I've not been to starbucks in awhile.Where's rosa, brent and zen???? I miss themm allllllll:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm on a happier note, boho shopping with the rudolph next week.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh I miss her so!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6131349461047851654?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6131349461047851654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6131349461047851654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6131349461047851654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6131349461047851654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-1215pm-and-i-have-cup-of-hot-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-5253687514964409609</id><published>2008-06-03T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:27:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend was rather hectic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: It suddenly dawned upon me that a new, clean room goes hand-in-hand with a clear, fresh and sponge-like memory. Therefore, the task was clear- I embarked on clearing, cleaning and wiping my room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: 'The Heart of Music Concert'&lt;br /&gt;It was a blast! I did not expect to have enjoyed myself so much! Thank God I played my piece the way I hoped I would:D A discrete little slip managed to go through unnoticed, thankfully. And I must say that I am rather pleased at myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Completed the final leg of the long process of spring cleaning my small, humble abode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Failed in my attempt of waking up at 5am to catch 'Deutsche Welle'. I mean, if it was Nigella Lawson- fine, I would take waking up seriously. BUT if I'm suppose to drag my lazy ass up to watch two old german people talk about how factory workers make iron (in a language I hate trying to comprehend), that is a REAL (even unimaginable) task. But tomorrow is a new day, and I shall give it another shot. No harm trying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept again (incredible!) after waking up two hours earlier. I.am.a.pig.period-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so lethargic, tired, grumpy, fat, lazy and useless! So much for 'I'm going to study my ass off!'&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ROSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;omg, sometimes I just feel like flattenning you into a pancake and then feed you to the birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5253687514964409609?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5253687514964409609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5253687514964409609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5253687514964409609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5253687514964409609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-weekend-was-rather-hectic-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-1464206954592639425</id><published>2008-05-28T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T00:45:56.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphany'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sudden rush of emotions and feelings, like a whirlwind slowly building up in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, now where do i begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, I discovered a peculiar behavioural pattern in me that has just recently proved itself to be inherent. All I can say is that I am really, really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please do not expect reciprocation on my part, although I know that deep down inside- you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition, I don't know how to feel about you. really. 'Mixed feelings' I suppose. I love you, yet I hate you. It's that kind of thing, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though it's all coming back. And I don't want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. I cannot comprehend my thoughts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1464206954592639425?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1464206954592639425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1464206954592639425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1464206954592639425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1464206954592639425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/sudden-rush-of-emotions-and-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8634472002412134387</id><published>2008-05-26T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:02:17.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I absolutely love Jordin Sparks, her songs are sooo slow and therefore, soo my type haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with the perpetually-tired dirty rat and Brent today. Funny and fun, as always.&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast at Novena-.-'''(to eat kayyaaa toast!!*in high pitched, screatchy tone*) and then went back to Orchard to watch &lt;strong&gt;'what happens in vegas'!&lt;/strong&gt; It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Oh mann..I'm going to miss Brent truck loads! Have fun in Africa (uncle:D) brent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the holidays have started, and I am going to make sure that it will turn out to be a productive and fulfilling one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that will require nightly prayer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8634472002412134387?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8634472002412134387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8634472002412134387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8634472002412134387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8634472002412134387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-absolutely-love-jordin-sparks-her.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6079106457305595152</id><published>2008-05-22T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:45:25.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know I should not be like this, but I cannot help it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SDRNcrnsq-I/AAAAAAAAACs/btRN963Rmn4/s1600-h/annie+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202868624660671458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SDRNcrnsq-I/AAAAAAAAACs/btRN963Rmn4/s200/annie+and+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        This is an awkward- looking picture of annie and I&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been sweating like a damn pig the past few days! Very surprisingly, the weather in Kuala Lumpur was not this humid, sultry and SUCKY! GOSH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOK was due today. I handed it in. I am not satisfied with it at all. My math teacher is going to give me a demerit point for not attending class twice in a row. Why does school stink this much? My Economics teacher is such an ass. AHHHHHHHH. Today will be better. I can feel it in my bones. BREAKFAST, LUNCH, MOVIE AND SHOPPING! Why can't the schedule for my whole life involve only those things? Life then, would not stink as much. I'm tired. But I want to paint my nails first. Okay, bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6079106457305595152?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6079106457305595152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6079106457305595152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6079106457305595152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6079106457305595152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-i-should-not-be-like-this-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SDRNcrnsq-I/AAAAAAAAACs/btRN963Rmn4/s72-c/annie+and+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-1444389830202762357</id><published>2008-05-17T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:25:25.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SC7zzLnsq9I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZZgjOIiESpE/s1600-h/annie+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle A: I want to be tanned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren: Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle A: I don't know, being fair is so fag-ish!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Bear in mind, Uncle A is in fact 47 years-old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in a room, on hard parquet-covered ground. It is only during adversities (or in my case (at this point)- plain discomfort!) does one appreciate the little things in life (again - in my case- a mere wooden stool would seem ideal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to Le Passion de something to support ROSA and BRENT yesterday (with carrot and dugong)! hahah!They were both great:D Rosa danced really well and Brent played his violin very (so he claims) professionally! lol, no la!!He did look rather pro!And I found the whole musical rather enjoyable- although Zen would unabatedly hand out a list of faults!hahah!i love zen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOK essay is due in a couple of days, and I'm not feeling the slightest tinge of pressure-YET! I better get my butt down (very obviously,on something a tad more comfy than plane-hard-ground) and my mind straight to prepare myself for a somewhat draggy couple of days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1444389830202762357?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1444389830202762357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1444389830202762357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1444389830202762357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1444389830202762357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/uncle-i-want-to-be-tanned-darren-why.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6602066406441009925</id><published>2008-05-11T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:48:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Mothers' Day mummy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experimented with a pencil liner today (and i'm counting it as a milestone in my life), thank God I did not rub antiseptic lotion into my eye (mistaking it for make-up remover)- like the last time, when it made my eyeballs feel as though they were about to pop out(dangling by their sockets!ok, gross...)! And man did that hurt like crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was busy busy busy...&lt;br /&gt;Well, busy enjoying myself that is! Basically, eating eating and more eating! And let me say that i'm not complaining:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I'm in a really sow-lem (haha!solemn that is...) mood. I'm listening to sappy, sad, love songs. I absolutely adore them to the extent that I want them played over and over again at my wedding!hahah...if I ever do get married that is...:( If I don't (always have a back-up)...well, then I'll just listen have to listen to them in a room- somewhere in a monestary with a few nun-friends. That actually does sound like fun, no? And my fellow rat friend- or mudskipper (pick one.HAHAH)- can join me there:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm off to bed- with the apparent guilt that will bug me in my sleep, reminding me persistently that I only accomplished a microscopic amount work this weekend...und das ist Wunderbar-.-'''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6602066406441009925?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6602066406441009925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6602066406441009925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6602066406441009925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6602066406441009925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day-mummyd-i-experimented.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-940257688744747188</id><published>2008-05-04T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:57:27.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather is sweltering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is definitely one of many unaccomplishing weekends I have had this year, and it sucks! However, I must say that it was rather enjoyable:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; Went out with Annie/Idiot/sexaey lips/Platypus/Oh-my-gawd(hehe) after school! We had a very quick lunch in order to use up all the time we had left on (very, very therapeutic) retail therapy! Not that I needed any form of relaxation or anything, it was an entirely selfless act to accompany An before her SAT the next day;) hahaha, I loveee annnniiieeee:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; Attempted to start on some work, but it was my parents' wedding anniversary! So, very obviously, no work was done:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, shabu-shabu tonight...&lt;br /&gt;and it does not take a psychic to fore-see the outcome of tonight's hubbub...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-940257688744747188?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/940257688744747188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=940257688744747188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/940257688744747188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/940257688744747188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/05/weather-is-sweltering-this-weekend-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-5231046347575627291</id><published>2008-04-30T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T12:56:44.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It cant be true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBf6yYB_GsI/AAAAAAAAACc/m7nHYYXkFe8/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194896438546340546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBf6yYB_GsI/AAAAAAAAACc/m7nHYYXkFe8/s200/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Mudskipper, dodo bird and FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Yes, I was posing with a piece of bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a whole box of durian to myself last night, and i'm having the runs!&lt;br /&gt;My excuse for not going to school:/&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5231046347575627291?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5231046347575627291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5231046347575627291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5231046347575627291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5231046347575627291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-cant-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBf6yYB_GsI/AAAAAAAAACc/m7nHYYXkFe8/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-1676662277210188199</id><published>2008-04-24T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T20:28:40.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE ROSA AND ZEN:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBB5IIB_GrI/AAAAAAAAACU/eVYfMEiXJCE/s1600-h/US!(edited).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192783550859909810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBB5IIB_GrI/AAAAAAAAACU/eVYfMEiXJCE/s200/US!(edited).jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have an economics test tomorrow. And very characteristically of me, I do not feel like studying for it. Realise the word 'feel' which points out the fact that sometimes what we feel should not overpower and control what we do. Therefore, I will indeed be studying...just a little;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a GREAT time on Friday! Firstly, I did not attend school for a reason that up till now, amuses me. Then after completing my history assignment, I met up with Rikh and Zen for dinner at Paragon. After which, Blood Wedding in school with the dirty rat! And to end the day right, cocktails and snacks till 11pm at some bistro place. It was fun, as always:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Marcus is in Hong Kong now! That butt-head, I just hope he does not break a leg. I am praying for you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be reporting to school at 7:45am for a week. Yes, a punishment for my perpetual late-ness to school. I don't resist it, I actually think it is good for me:D&lt;br /&gt;Economics now, woohooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1676662277210188199?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1676662277210188199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1676662277210188199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1676662277210188199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1676662277210188199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-rosa-and-zen-i-have-economics.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/SBB5IIB_GrI/AAAAAAAAACU/eVYfMEiXJCE/s72-c/US!(edited).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-7522933175708020788</id><published>2008-04-17T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:35:33.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It can hardly be called &lt;strong&gt;coincidence,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither is it by&lt;strong&gt; chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a few months of slaving over my Extended Essay, I am done with it! However, I am consumed with this peculiar feeling because I know that it is no longer in my hands to make last minute amendments and in a few days/weeks, it will be in the hands of some old, obscure professor/teacher. Then again, I feel relief- other than the fact there's TOK essay and World Literature Assignment 2 coming up. - . -'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7522933175708020788?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7522933175708020788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7522933175708020788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7522933175708020788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7522933175708020788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-can-hardly-be-called-coincidence.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-4937924805864170152</id><published>2008-04-13T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:49:44.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a paper napkin caught fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it could have burnt down the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-4937924805864170152?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/4937924805864170152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=4937924805864170152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4937924805864170152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/4937924805864170152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/04/paper-napkin-caught-fire-it-could-have.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-9031526314096339810</id><published>2008-04-06T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:56:13.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My role models&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R_jhkCBc1YI/AAAAAAAAACM/EWBo5VjwEfY/s1600-h/family,+friends+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186142980051621250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="166" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R_jhkCBc1YI/AAAAAAAAACM/EWBo5VjwEfY/s200/family,+friends+058.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'ZEN! You did'nt have to tell me that!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Oh right Charmaine, I forgot you had brains!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- . -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend's over in a couple of hours and you realise that that's just a weekend. The next thing you know, your life could be over in a couple of hours. Morbid yes. True, maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dissapointing, satisfying and tiring day on Friday. The ten minutes of IOP was excruciating.why?Power point I had, notes I did not.In other words,reading off my slides whilst cracking my brains hoping that in a few seconds I could come up with something I had not noticed before about Jack and Ralph.But obviously,that did not happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satisfying because I went out with Brent and Zen! We had tea at Toast- the brownie cheesecake was so luscious, fluffy and perfect- followed by shopping and then dinner and movie with my little brother:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiring because, very insignificantly, my brother and I only got home at around 12. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel rather accomplished since I have finished my long-overdue math homework and economics homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love accomplishing and blissful weekends&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And tomorrow,L.I.B.R.A.R.Y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-9031526314096339810?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/9031526314096339810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=9031526314096339810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/9031526314096339810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/9031526314096339810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-role-models-zen-you-didnt-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R_jhkCBc1YI/AAAAAAAAACM/EWBo5VjwEfY/s72-c/family,+friends+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-5447731435763596435</id><published>2008-03-28T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:08:15.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess that's all you are, but how can I ever tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been hectic! I just got the very sad and tragic confirmation from my EE supervisor that I need to rewrite parts of my Essay, wonderful! Anyway, Sue's in town! I will be meeting her together with Charm and I can hardly wait...I mean, I've known them practically for more than half of my life and I love them to bits:) &lt;br /&gt;So breakfast, library, ACJC funfair(maybe), meeting with Charm and Sue and dinner together with the family tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5447731435763596435?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5447731435763596435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5447731435763596435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5447731435763596435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5447731435763596435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-guess-thats-all-you-are-but-how-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8042158834660595616</id><published>2008-03-18T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:11:24.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only we could freeze time, allow it to be at a standstill- if only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays have not been much of a holiday really. It was the library on one day and tuition the next.sigh, the pressure seems more evident now.This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I have so much work on my mind, and I don't know where to start! Extended Essay, History IA, German Oral presentation, Economics test!!, Extended EssayPresentation, Physics assignments! Great, and penning it down allows me to see more clearly the torturous and winding journey that lies ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off I go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8042158834660595616?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8042158834660595616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8042158834660595616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8042158834660595616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8042158834660595616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-only-we-could-pause-time-allow-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8713306150993649502</id><published>2008-03-09T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T23:44:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you egoistic bastard,how typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuffed from dinner!&lt;br /&gt;So it's the holidays! I realised I'm blogging a little more regularly now. I guess that's because it is starting to prove its rumoured cathartic effect.Which is good...I rather enjoy jotting down my random thoughts and boring yet AMUSING moments. Thank God hardly anyone (or maybe even no one! That would be pretty sad) reads my blog..maybe only Marcus:/ hahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!This is REALLY funny:&lt;br /&gt;1)Why is it that, in Sweden, you cannot take a picture of a man with a wooden leg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE YOU NEED A CAMERA!! NOT A WOODEN LEG! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)How many times can you subtract the number 5 from 25?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, it is not 5 times!&lt;br /&gt;once!!Because after subtracting 5 from 25, you get 20! So that is not subtracting 5 from 25 is it now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I'm getting funnier (or more precisely dumber) by the day!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus' birthday tomorrow!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8713306150993649502?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8713306150993649502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8713306150993649502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8713306150993649502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8713306150993649502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-egoistic-bastardhow-typical-im.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8101939336032573022</id><published>2008-03-02T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:49:51.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow,I survived OBS.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides sandfly bites and a touch of sunburn, more pertinently, I think I've gained from OBS. I have learnt abit about the people in my watch- in other words, I have learnt who to trust, count on and rely upon. On that notion, I have so many people to thank. But more (or MOST) importantly, MARCUS ENG.haha.For always being so concerned and worried for me! hehe.          (I LOVE MY BEST FRIEND FOREVER LA:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my return, I have been feeling like a scavanger- rumaging into my fridge grabbing anything I see. (see,grab,eat-.-) More precisely, a scavanger pig.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. The one thing that happens to you after relying solely on biscuits and energy bars for days. But the weight's back on and in a quarterth of the time-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a very random note, I bought a new phone today. Hoorrrayyy!:D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, physics for the first two periods tomorrow. What a GREAT way to start a monotonous week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just 2 !All I need is determination and will-power! You can do it charmaine, you know you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8101939336032573022?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8101939336032573022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8101939336032573022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8101939336032573022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8101939336032573022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/03/wowi-survived-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-2549164529557994459</id><published>2008-02-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:12:09.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is too weird to comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i just got back from my grandmother's place. My cousins and I had a major bitching session, it was crazy fun and I love them to bits:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Rosa, Zen, Brent and Rikh to Paragon for lunch after school. hahaha, hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;On a sad, sad, sad note, i did'nt manage to buy anything in attempts to have a major shopping spree. OH WELL:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat eat eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-2549164529557994459?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/2549164529557994459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=2549164529557994459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2549164529557994459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2549164529557994459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-is-too-weird-to-comprehend-so-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-1858091792331802892</id><published>2008-01-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:44:28.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I see the smile on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know you're glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the feelings from before come rushing back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You have not changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1858091792331802892?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1858091792331802892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1858091792331802892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1858091792331802892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1858091792331802892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-see-smile-on-your-face-i-know-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-5811312128754502471</id><published>2007-12-28T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:32:45.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE DJ/RUDOLPH/OREO(You're oreo!*grins*)/DC/Lollipop!!Please don't become one/PAP and many, many other ridiculously funny nick names we come up for eachother:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Paige &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today. (I'm not going to call you that OK!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the National Library and then to the Esplanade Library and then to Orchard and then home. Another of our very-much-missed escapades. :) I don't know why, but we've never EVER been quiet on buses! We always end up in fits of laughter- and today was no different! Well maybe a tad bit different in that one of us twisted a stomach muscle in the midst of very, very loud and somewhat hyena-like laughter. :D IT'S POSSIBLY PSYCHEDELIC&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh....tea at the V tea room soon *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I met a few people I have'nt met in AGES- namely Novell, Yi Min and Lance!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had breakfast with Yi Min and Novell. It was fun catching up with Yi Min! She's still the same giggly and very BUSY Yi Min :)&lt;br /&gt;Had a study session with Novell at my place and then Daily Scoop with Lance. Oh! Novell made me a really pretty photoframe. Thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ya la...I believe you! I just like making fun of you:) Just stop wearing girl's perfumeeee!-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OGL meeting tomorrow plus lots of math(-.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5811312128754502471?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5811312128754502471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5811312128754502471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5811312128754502471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5811312128754502471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-djrudolphoreoyoure.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-5333117985721041086</id><published>2007-12-24T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:30:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The lazy bugs have taken over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was a very, very unproductive day. I woke up late and in an attempt to make myself feel not so much of a pig, I tried to study math but... ended up watching Travel and Living. -.- Great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This afternoon was pretty much spent helping my mum prepare 3 lasagnes:D plus watching Nigella Lawson do her thing in her white-washed kitchen(I am going to have a kitchen like hers!). Then again, it really is therapeutic and not just what corny, bored and very, very domestically inclined people would do- namely yours truly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the brighter side, I will be catching National Treasure with my family later tonight. Although it definitely does not cover and make up for my failed attempt on studying- which I still feel absolutely guilty about- it does stir up some form of festive cheer. Right?Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5333117985721041086?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5333117985721041086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5333117985721041086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5333117985721041086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5333117985721041086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-bugs-have-taken-over-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-1225377522135981146</id><published>2007-12-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:40:50.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You don't know what you have till it's gone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, a very common adage but very, very true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures from today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_pNzroLLI/AAAAAAAAACE/IrYRJdAJxq4/s1600-h/IMG012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143085722901163186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_pNzroLLI/AAAAAAAAACE/IrYRJdAJxq4/s320/IMG012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143085443728288930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_o9jroLKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hWLwH3XAYnA/s320/IMG010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143085241864826002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_oxzroLJI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nZLw-V8hAuo/s320/IMG008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_oODroLII/AAAAAAAAABs/yJkREBfr_n4/s1600-h/IMG002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143084627684502658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_oODroLII/AAAAAAAAABs/yJkREBfr_n4/s320/IMG002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss her sooooooooooo much. Life and school is going to be different without her.Joy Low Theng Koon!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the Amazing Race thing yesterday was beyond tiring! Marcus and I had a joint partnership thing with Sweta and Daphne. Sweta is SOO cute!She's like a withered leaf- frail and fragile. I love Swetaa!!:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School in the morning tomorrow.great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1225377522135981146?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1225377522135981146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1225377522135981146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1225377522135981146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1225377522135981146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-dont-know-what-you-have-till-its.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/R1_pNzroLLI/AAAAAAAAACE/IrYRJdAJxq4/s72-c/IMG012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-5186954225740891182</id><published>2007-10-31T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:23:05.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RyimazK-NgI/AAAAAAAAABc/PVjlDyx8wik/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127531155104347650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RyimazK-NgI/AAAAAAAAABc/PVjlDyx8wik/s320/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   I'm scary that way &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've not blogged in aeons! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So exams ended on Friday...Did'nt go too well!:/ And getting my results back tomorrow is'nt at all exciting!! -sigh- Life still goes on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm asking Marcus what I should blog about and he has absolutely no idea. And I don't know why I'm typing what I'm typing. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blog about MARCUS ENG &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WEI XIAN&lt;/span&gt;? Wait. I don't know his chinese name!(Don't kill me brooo!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcus Eng ______ ______ is my bestest best bud. He's always there for me...and I know without any doubt that he always will be. Marcus Eng _________ _________, was and still is a grumpy fart who can play ice hockey really, really well. Marcus Eng ________ ________ is my little bruuderrrr. Marcus Eng ________ ________ is very generous and caring! Marcus Eng _______ _______ is my BFFL- Best Friends forever la!- HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I really, really am glad and thankful for Marcus Eng ________ ________!!!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School tomorrow....AHH! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5186954225740891182?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5186954225740891182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5186954225740891182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5186954225740891182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5186954225740891182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-scary-that-way-ive-not-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RyimazK-NgI/AAAAAAAAABc/PVjlDyx8wik/s72-c/DSC01199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-2023361686044821344</id><published>2007-08-24T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:34:51.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a blogpost to LANCY TAY!!! HAHA. SEE! No birthday cake:D&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I spoke to Lance a few days ago? Lance= random! Hahaha. I miss Lance!! Ice Cream again soon eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe I'll tell you soon but not just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It is evident in your voice that you are elated because ___________. Come on! Admit it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe it's because you are afraid or maybe  insecure! Whatever it is, you are selfish. And who ever thought you of all people could be like that since____________. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-2023361686044821344?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/2023361686044821344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=2023361686044821344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2023361686044821344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/2023361686044821344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6410531822603664890</id><published>2007-06-21T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:16:12.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/Rno7ZBkOPBI/AAAAAAAAABU/ghWNuqUi-CQ/s1600-h/hee+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078436830916787218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/Rno7ZBkOPBI/AAAAAAAAABU/ghWNuqUi-CQ/s320/hee+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          Yes. Joy's face was pushed into her chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out with Toad yesterday! It was nice catching up after what, a year! Ok. Maybe not. BUT STILL! Oh. So we were walking along Orchard Road when this guy suddenly came up to us with his camera guy friend and filmed us answering a very asinine question:''Would you date a guy who has had plastic surgery?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was for his school project, so we obliged. Toady is SOOO funny...Love you dear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty, I feel a tad bit accomplished after finishing my math assignment which I should have done a long, long time ago. Now, I'm going to loll around with my german vocabulary book in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6410531822603664890?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6410531822603664890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6410531822603664890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6410531822603664890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6410531822603664890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/Rno7ZBkOPBI/AAAAAAAAABU/ghWNuqUi-CQ/s72-c/hee+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-7526183449252149247</id><published>2007-06-18T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:00:21.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnanmxkOO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q75D_MJsW9M/s1600-h/hee+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429914488945602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnanmxkOO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q75D_MJsW9M/s320/hee+167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnanmxkOO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/VcbA8raN_Dg/s1600-h/IMG015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429914488945618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnanmxkOO9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/VcbA8raN_Dg/s320/IMG015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     My cousin being all narcisistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOO-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/09HW0CFGdU0/s1600-h/hee+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429918783912930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOO-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/09HW0CFGdU0/s320/hee+154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               I take A LOT of pictures with my brother!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOO_I/AAAAAAAAABE/iYo9UZ7_Ikk/s1600-h/hee+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429918783912946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOO_I/AAAAAAAAABE/iYo9UZ7_Ikk/s320/hee+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Mar-cus(being weird) and ANNIE being..Annie.HEE When was this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOPAI/AAAAAAAAABM/DJBf76nEBG4/s1600-h/hee+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077429918783912962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnannBkOPAI/AAAAAAAAABM/DJBf76nEBG4/s320/hee+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       I LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty.&lt;br /&gt;So, I just felt like posting very, very random pictures up.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to Christina Aguilera's concert! My mum suprised me with the tickets! I love her to bits! However, bliss being as transient as it is, I have long gotten over all my excitement! A reality check: I have yet to start on a VERY VERY important english essay, I have not done my Economics commentaries, I have not started on my german essay, I have not finished the math assignments, I have absolutely no time and I am seriously going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much BRIGHTER note, I'm going bladding with Azzy and Sam tomorrow then bowling at the club with Erns! I guess my work can come after that.  :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*LOVE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you. Too bad, you don't know that. You probably never will and you probably don't feel the same as I do. Call me, please.Call me damn it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't wait to see you! Just six more days:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-7526183449252149247?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/7526183449252149247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=7526183449252149247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7526183449252149247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/7526183449252149247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-cousin-being-all-narcisistic-i-take.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RnanmxkOO8I/AAAAAAAAAAs/q75D_MJsW9M/s72-c/hee+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-5365161684654548336</id><published>2007-06-05T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:05:03.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's World Environment Day!&lt;br /&gt;How ironic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, most people are aware that the earth's ozone layer is getting thinner by the day, and soon, we'll all be burnt and our ashes will be blown into the galaxy far, far away. And yet, we are'nt doing anything about it. -sigh- Very sad stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from locking myself up in my cupboard to reflect on how I've contributed to greenhouse effect and putting up with the intolerable heat that I myself have contributed to, I'm going to study Lenin and Stalin:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-5365161684654548336?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/5365161684654548336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=5365161684654548336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5365161684654548336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/5365161684654548336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/06/todays-world-environment-day-how-ironic.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-635793792301102238</id><published>2007-05-26T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:14:40.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having my long awaited facial, I spent so much quality time with my brother. We talked and talked and talked...miraculously, there were NO disagreements, not even an iota of irritation in our voices! I told him so much and he adviced me...Funny how little brothers, who seem to be the most childish and irritating little creatures on the face of this planet, actually give the best advice! I love him to bits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I met LANCE TAY and we went to the Daily Scoop! Haha. I have'nt seen him in what....6 months? So, I went to an ice cream palor without having any desire to buy  ice cream..HOWEVER, Lance dearest forced me to get one which has added 300 calories or so to my thighs. Thank you dear for treating me and also getting me on the road to becoming a fat bum! It was much needed catching up and let me just say that the guy is hilarious and somewhat sadistic! I mean, I just read his blog and he has this sadistic desire to kick(was it?)  babies..CUTE babies! -.-''' Anyway, I hope to see you again soon! And what do you mean I look cheenah? Is'nt that a BAD thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Holiday Inn for Petrina's birthday buffet thing and the food was pretty good! We then watched 'Pirates of the Carribean' which was not-so-good. I could not understand some parts of the movie :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to Joel now...and he's making me feel soooo scared about going to Chiang Mai! Gosh....the guy is amusing! You know what I mean Joel!!!! Oh well....God will surely protect all of us! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-635793792301102238?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/635793792301102238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=635793792301102238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/635793792301102238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/635793792301102238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday-apart-from-having-my-long.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8013000106330375299</id><published>2007-05-23T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T22:04:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ihaynowkayhattayihayivegayouyayhetayrongwayimpressionhay. ihayamhayosaytupidsay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting on my fat butt stuffing myself with eclairs. -sigh- However, I think I pretty much deserve it after walking up and down the sports stadium place(at ACJC), with eunice, to get the number things back to the teacher and screaming our lungs out to get the attention of our fellow TKK members to do cheers in unison! :/ Yes. We were actually doing errands and not leaving it, 'smartly'(as you put it), for you to do. Oh and don't worry hon, I'm not the sort of person to schemingly arrange for you to do all the work while a sashay my way up and down the stadium doing nothing! Because as a matter of fact, I was doing a whole lot of things! So please get your facts right before you raise your voice at me. And you of all people actually think I'm capable of doing such things! whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to school tomorrow to talk to Miss Carol Ling at about 12. CAS hours!AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope you'll be there:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8013000106330375299?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8013000106330375299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8013000106330375299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8013000106330375299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8013000106330375299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/05/ihaynowkayhattayihayivegayouyayhetayron.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-6207986620639348148</id><published>2007-04-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:01:33.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was just watching a few of the little videos we used to be so psyched about at one point. I watched the one with the two of us  mouthing the words to a song by Britney Spears with my ear piece in our ears. I watched it about ten times. And all of a sudden, I think I miss you. Our crazy moments, the genuine, fun times?, funny moments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth is, I have been annoyed with you for a really, really long time. Since last year! But I kept it all inside. I did'nt want to hurt you. Now that we seem to&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;be totally out of eachother's lives, I can let it out in the open.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes. I found you attention-seeking. How you would just scream for no apparent reason and so much more. I'm sorry for ignoring you. It's just that, I don't think we should talk just yet. I don't want to be all annoyed with you again! I get so worked up just hearing your voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then, I see how much trouble you get yourself into. And all of a sudden, we just want to start to talk to you. To be there for you(like we used to). But we realised, that maybe it is not possible for us to be the same ever again and maybe you won't accept us. Please take care of yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Believe it or not, I miss you. And the truth is that, I'm not just mad at you because of  you-know-who. There's so much more but I'm afraid to tell you. I don't want you to get hurt. Call me stubborn, but I don't want to take the first step. Because honestly, that's what I have been doing for a really long time. It's your turn now. You should get the ball rolling for once...I'm just waiting to grab it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. So many things are going through my mind right now that I can't seem to do math!Stupid math! Stupid history essay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-6207986620639348148?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/6207986620639348148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=6207986620639348148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6207986620639348148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/6207986620639348148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-just-watching-few-of-little.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116586726906616290</id><published>2007-04-07T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T14:38:06.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was definitely a very tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to wake up at the most ridiculous hour- 6:30am to make it in time for the church band practice(I would'nt want to be the hot topic in their little gossip sessions, would I now?)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God the event for the children was an absolute success! Stayed on for both services then made my way home by CAB(A hefty fare of $20)!:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready to meet Joy, Rosa, Pet, Evelyn, Cherie and Zen at Wisma. HAHA. Zen, Rosa and I had dinner at Pizza Walker! Dinner was so funny! I LOVE ROSA! Shared an Al Funghi Pizza with Rosa(Pizzas there are really, really good) Too bad I don't have pictures...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Rikh and his two friends at UE Square and we had a...well..should I say...a little misunderstanding. But all is good now! :D No worries Rikh...we are'nt that petty!&lt;br /&gt;Met Unice and Rusty later on and we all watched the West Side Story. I thought it was a little too long! I had a pretty good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, yesterday was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;* Meeting Sue and Charm tomorrow.YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116586726906616290?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116586726906616290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116586726906616290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116586726906616290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116586726906616290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-was-definitely-very-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-3907426448914570396</id><published>2007-03-31T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:53:19.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slowly, gently&lt;br /&gt;night unfurls its splendour&lt;br /&gt;Grasp it, sense it&lt;br /&gt;tremulous and tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the lyrics from the song ''The music of the night'' and I absolutely love the movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the IB conference. Suprisingly, all was good. The food(kind of?), the rooms, and of course, the company!&lt;br /&gt;AND...I think I lugged the BIGGEST bag around! I think I overpacked for a night's stay-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllllllllll.....I guess I will learn from this mistake....not! Better more then not enough right? I know. I'm just making myself feel better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored! I know I have loads of homework to do...but...I'm feeling far too lethargic to get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;Lolling around, I'm good at that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3907426448914570396?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3907426448914570396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3907426448914570396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3907426448914570396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3907426448914570396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/03/slowly-gently-night-unfurls-its.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8775155717638305544</id><published>2007-03-22T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:12:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RgJ9MtkBICI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J_SNbuch-jc/s1600-h/glamorous.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044732189950943266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RgJ9MtkBICI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J_SNbuch-jc/s320/glamorous.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Glamarous, i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RgJ9CNkBIBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/D0zgMfXoRp8/s1600-h/hee+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044732009562316818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RgJ9CNkBIBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/D0zgMfXoRp8/s320/hee+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from Marcus vandalizing my photo, and me doing it to his(which does provide substantial fun), days at home are pretty darn boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On that notion, there seems to be a burgeoning amount of homework piling up everyday- like that makes life so much more pleasant and interesting!-.-'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than the blouse I reserved, making Mar-cus listen to Disney songs and meeting NIKKI to have a GOOD TALK tomorrow  are things to look forward to! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8775155717638305544?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8775155717638305544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8775155717638305544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8775155717638305544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8775155717638305544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/03/glamarous-i-know-apart-from-marcus.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Lbz7GIrnADQ/RgJ9MtkBICI/AAAAAAAAAAk/J_SNbuch-jc/s72-c/glamorous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18424510.post-3062390979629121144</id><published>2007-03-18T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T18:25:39.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-3062390979629121144?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/3062390979629121144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=3062390979629121144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3062390979629121144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/3062390979629121144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-1477005230118585283</id><published>2007-03-17T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:43:19.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow!! It has been a while since I've blogged..mainly because I don't know what to blog about. And like Marcus says, my blog posts are so boring. But ya. My life is pretty mundane and monotonous...so...don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've done this before, but I want to do it again:&lt;br /&gt;Write down ten things you really want to say to ten people without listing down their names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I thought you were a really, really good friend. But now that I think about it, you never were a good friend. Sure we had a lot of fun, but I guess that's all our friendship has been based on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I don't know what to say to you. Really. I don't know what you're trying to do with your life. It saddens me so so much that you have turned out the way you have this year. And like i've said before, I don't know you anymore. Please change back for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) You will never guess that I'm referring to you. But let me just say that i'm so shocked. I'm so shocked to find out that you are actually competing with me? You of all people! And in all honesty, I find you really desperate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You know, you're really really really stupid! Gosh! I just cannot understand why you did the same stupid thing twice without knowing it.Geez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I've said what I wanted to say for a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;On a much brighter note, I may be meeting Sue and Charm tonight!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-1477005230118585283?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/1477005230118585283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=1477005230118585283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1477005230118585283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/1477005230118585283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow-it-has-been-while-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-8354485495593580592</id><published>2007-01-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:03:18.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Answer with one or more answers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scents I can never get enough of: Forever Romance by Victoria's Secret Garden, Tropiques by Lancome(My first scent ever),Bear bar soap peici bought me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind(scents): The freshness of Ms Phasaias curly mane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing(s) I cannot live without: Lipbalm, hydrating body milk, my handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.I'll stop there...This may be a little late but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all hope we will keep to our new year's resolutions! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-8354485495593580592?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/8354485495593580592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=8354485495593580592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8354485495593580592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/8354485495593580592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2007/01/answer-with-one-or-more-answers-scents.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116568007029423576</id><published>2006-12-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:01:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You don't see it do you?&lt;br /&gt;You don't get it either.&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to wave a signboard in your face?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh you're annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Man you're an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;But Ihay tillsay ikelay ouyay.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph!! Come back. I miss you soo much!&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk to you. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116568007029423576?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116568007029423576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116568007029423576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116568007029423576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116568007029423576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-dont-see-it-do-you-you-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116476902426713262</id><published>2006-11-29T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T10:57:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this poem so very much:&lt;br /&gt;(An abstract by Adrian Henri)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you white birds would wrench themselves free from my paintings and fly off dripping blood into the night,&lt;br /&gt;Without you apples would'nt taste greener,&lt;br /&gt;Without you Mothers would'nt let their children play out after tea,&lt;br /&gt;Without you every musician in the world would forget how to play the blues,&lt;br /&gt;Without you public houses would be public again,&lt;br /&gt;Without you the Sunday Times colous supplement would come out black- and- white,&lt;br /&gt;Without you the indifferent colours would shrug their shoulders and press the button,&lt;br /&gt;Without you they'd stop changing the flowers in Piccadilly Garden,&lt;br /&gt;Without you Clark Kent would forget how to become Superman,&lt;br /&gt;Without you Sunshine breakfast would only contain cornflakes,&lt;br /&gt;Without you there'd be no colour in Magic colouring books,&lt;br /&gt;Without you Mahler's 8th would only be performed by street musicians in derelict houses,&lt;br /&gt;Without you they'd forget to put salt in every packet of crisps,&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116476902426713262?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116476902426713262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116476902426713262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116476902426713262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116476902426713262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-this-poem-so-very-much-abstract.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116473239456890480</id><published>2006-11-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:46:34.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/hee%20014.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/hee%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16 RUDOLPH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Have a great birthday babe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuffed from all the mussels, sausages and chocolate mousse! But it was all good. I had dinner with my parents together with my grandparents. Yes...the whole motley crew.&lt;br /&gt;Before that, went shopping together with my mother. Loved it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with rudolph and the guys. LOL. It was soooo awkward. We had lunch and they refused to let us pay. They are sooo sweet! Very gentlemenly. We literally had to force them to take neoprints with us. HAHA. It was soo funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;They paid for lunch, the movie tickets and the cab fare!!! We feel reallllyyyy bad though. Anyway, we should definitely go out again soon! With us treating this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Prom last saturday was okay. Met up with Sue for lunch at HV. After that we had a french manicure done. It was soo fun just talking and talking making a whole lot of noise while having our nails done. We have not seen eachother in ages soo...who can blame us?&lt;br /&gt;And dearest CHARM was not around. -sigh- We missed you charmmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that went to do my make-up and hair with sai yi and mummy. I love them soo muchh.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone looked soo good.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the bar/cafe after. I had hot chocolate! IT was yummyyy! Mar-cus and Andrew waited with me until my parents came. AWWW. What can I do without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired! ciaociao now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116473239456890480?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116473239456890480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116473239456890480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116473239456890480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116473239456890480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-sweet-16-rudolph-have-great.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116438446760275481</id><published>2006-11-24T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:07:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever since the exams ended, I have been going out a lot(by myself even!) and buying a lot of things. Haha. BUT it is much needed shopping after being cooped up in the house for a couple of weeks. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed my room and I feel so accomplished. OK. Going to sleeep. Prom tomorrow and I don't even know what time it starts. -sigh- Gra is'nt coming and I don't feel like going anymore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116438446760275481?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116438446760275481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116438446760275481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116438446760275481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116438446760275481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/ever-since-exams-ended-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116349157752284712</id><published>2006-11-14T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:06:17.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 more papers to gooo!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I love Jessica Simpson's song ''I belong to me''.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, loads of things have to be done after the exams and there are also soo many DVDs to borrow at Video Ezy. yayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, apart from the monotonous few weeks of just eating, studying and well...hardly any sleeping, I managed to squeeze in some time to do the invitations! I love my brother. He did most of it!!&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm BORED! Just the thought of picking up my german vocabulary book makes me soo tired:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin sehr MUEDE und ich moechte ins Bett gehen!!!! AHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. Aufwiedersehen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116349157752284712?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349157752284712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116349157752284712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116349157752284712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116349157752284712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-more-papers-to-gooo-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116298779693911483</id><published>2006-11-08T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:09:56.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.. its the 8th of november. you know what that means right.. 8 days till my birthday.. *hint hint* ;)  so its been really really like boring.. i mean i've been "studying".. "studying" as in staring at my damn textbooks without really absorbing any information..  and then taking breaks from "studying" and calling mar-cus who's the like nicest ever cause he can entertain me when its real boring and shit. he's so funny la!! (: so like physics is tomorrow.. and im really scared for it.. gosh. oh well.. only 7 more days to go! YAY!!!! well well well... im totally in love with ____.. ____ is like so dreamy and like soooooooooo.. i donno.. oh my gosh.. words cant begin to describe him.. sighhhhhhhhh.. *stares dreamily at ____'s photo*.. you know who else is hot.. trying not to sound lesbian.. but... sophia bush is DAMN hot!!! oh my gosh.. she's the hottest ever.. and she's not like any of those skinnny skinny actresses.. she has a really damn nice figure without being overly skinny.. she's got curves!! damn damn damn hot!! (: if i were a guy or lesbian, i'd totally be drooling over her and shit/.. sighhh.. *stares dreamily at maxim cover with sophia bush on it*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116298779693911483?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116298779693911483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116298779693911483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116298779693911483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116298779693911483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116236258789069864</id><published>2006-11-01T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:29:47.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First of November! Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So woke up this morning and spoke to Mar-cus! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Please take a step back! About 5 feet away.''&lt;br /&gt;''But I just want to____________!''&lt;br /&gt;''NO! Away from the girl now!!!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. You idiot butt head!&lt;br /&gt;There has never been a time that I do not laugh at your crazy and stupid jokes!&lt;br /&gt;(you BETTER do a good job! You know what I'm talking about!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...so on Monday, met up with miss foong at holland village for lunch! Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;Let me reiterate what I said my dear:'' Milo is not coming! So don't even think about it!''&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;The first couple of days this week has been such a waste of time. I've practically been going out A LOT and have not touched any books ever since my Lit exam. ''yay'' me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the fact that IGCSE is in a few days has yet to sink in....bad bad bad.......&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116236258789069864?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116236258789069864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116236258789069864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116236258789069864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116236258789069864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-of-november-yay-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116109804560199530</id><published>2006-10-17T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:14:05.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(From Mar-cus's blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fake friends are like shadows, they're right there next to you when its all nice and bright and sunny.. once things start to get darker, they're nowhere to be seen&lt;br /&gt;it makes you wonder doesnt it. who are your real friends.. and who are those who are just there along for the ride and will get off when the ride stops.. we all have friends.. many of them.. "friends" i should say.. cause you dont know who really is your friend.. you will find out eventually.. when you're in trouble.. or u need someone to talk to.. who's there for you? your friend.. your real friend.. not those "friends" who only seem to talk to you when there's no one else.. or those "friends" who are nice to you when they need something.,.or those "friends' who force you to do something even though you tell them you dont want to.. friends, the real ones, are there for you no matter what.''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116109804560199530?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116109804560199530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116109804560199530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116109804560199530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116109804560199530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/10/from-mar-cuss-blog-fake-friends-are.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-116100687092170087</id><published>2006-10-16T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:54:30.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK. IGCSE starts next week. Where's the champagne?&lt;br /&gt;(Yes Marcus....besides, it was'nt meant to be funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German oral is tomorrow and I am not feeling a tad bit worried or afraid. Yesss...it is a bad sign and yes....i am worried for me-.-''&lt;br /&gt;The burgeoning piles of worksheets/ exam papers on my desk is a complete eye sore and the haze is seriously not making it any better. Oh well...it'll be over in 4 weeks. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how this exam is solely responsible for determining your future. Call me weird but it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This or that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orlando or Johnny:Orlando&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: none&lt;br /&gt;Blonde or Brunette: no preferance&lt;br /&gt;Blue eyes or Brown eyes: Green&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla or Chocolate: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Lip-stick or Lip-gloss: Lip-gloss&lt;br /&gt;Rock or Rap: Rock&lt;br /&gt;Prep or Punk: Prep&lt;br /&gt;Pink or Purple: Pink&lt;br /&gt;Local place or Starbucks: Either&lt;br /&gt;Tv or Computer: computer&lt;br /&gt;Spanish or French: french&lt;br /&gt;Apples or Oranges: both:)&lt;br /&gt;Morning or Night: morning&lt;br /&gt;Chicken or Turkey: turkey&lt;br /&gt;Salmon or Tuna: salmon&lt;br /&gt;Poser or Poseur: poseur&lt;br /&gt;Birds or Bees: Birds?&lt;br /&gt;Rollercoasters or Waterrides: NONE&lt;br /&gt;Drugs or Liquor: none&lt;br /&gt;Nike or Adidas: Nike&lt;br /&gt;80s or 90s: 90s&lt;br /&gt;Preschool or Kindergarden: Kindergarden&lt;br /&gt;Cubed or Crushed: Cubed&lt;br /&gt;Truth or Dare: Truth&lt;br /&gt;Peppermint or Wintergreen: Peppermint&lt;br /&gt;East Coast or West Coast: West Coast&lt;br /&gt;Pedicure or Manicure: Both:)&lt;br /&gt;Top or Bottom: Top&lt;br /&gt;Hug or Kiss: Both&lt;br /&gt;Sporks or Foons: -.-''&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: cake&lt;br /&gt;Rain or Snow: rain&lt;br /&gt;Swim or Float: swim&lt;br /&gt;Walk or Run: walk and run&lt;br /&gt;Beach or Mountains: beach&lt;br /&gt;Love or Lust: Love and Lust&lt;br /&gt;Stars or Moons: stars&lt;br /&gt;Car or Truck: car&lt;br /&gt;7th Heaven or OC: OC&lt;br /&gt;VHS or DVD: DVD &lt;br /&gt;Pumps or gladiator sandal: gladiator sandals&lt;br /&gt;Cough or Sneeze: none&lt;br /&gt;Bath or Shower: a nice steaming bubble bath!!&lt;br /&gt;Stairs or Evevator: stairs&lt;br /&gt;Jelly-filled or Cream-filled: Cream filled&lt;br /&gt;Fun or Boring: abroad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-116100687092170087?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/116100687092170087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=116100687092170087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116100687092170087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/116100687092170087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115910774749678447</id><published>2006-09-24T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:22:27.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrightyy.So prelims ended two days ago....What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....Ohh....I watched ''John Tucker must die'' yesterday and it was hilarious. Gra and I were laughing our asses off. It was definitely much-needed time out after all the time spent hitting the books! I had a great time with gra shopping and eating gelato, quesidillas(however you spell it) and my DHAL PEANUTS! aawwww...i'm going to misss GRAAAA sooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;No more ''GRAAA'' here and ''GRAAA'' there during netball practices...no more early morning breakfasts.....AHHHHH...okay. I'll stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaociao noww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115910774749678447?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115910774749678447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115910774749678447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115910774749678447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115910774749678447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/09/alrightyy.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115764609915374376</id><published>2006-09-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T00:21:39.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/hee%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/hee%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a barbeque today at Jason's place.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a number turned up! I brought fruit salad(Peici...you're SO fine okay! GOSH!)!!!&lt;br /&gt;Zhi wen was there. AW! PCZ together again.The last time I saw zhi wen was what....5 months ago? It was nice seeing everyone...from(I can't believe I'm saying this)Jaron to Ezekiel- who kept going on and on about his girlfriend who he met at Tower Records.Erm. RIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played truth or dare(I had to literally force them to..) and it was REALLY funny: Like how Marcus did a chicken dance and how Jaron squeezed Ezekiel's butt cheeks. It was hilarious!!! Peici had a dare toooo...HAHA. &lt;3 PCZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home by bus with PZ and Gerard. He's soooo sweet!! We were rather loud in the bus while making Gerard pose for the cameras the three of us were armed with. He's sooo cute!Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!SCHOOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHH!PRELIMS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115764609915374376?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115764609915374376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115764609915374376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115764609915374376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115764609915374376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-had-barbeque-today-at-jasons-place.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115717276635340098</id><published>2006-09-02T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:52:46.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/haha%20001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/haha%20001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit weird on Thursday...well only later on in the day.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with GRA at crystal jade and was greeted by a very VERY grouchy and angry face! OK FINE. I was late-.-'' But I know she still loves me:) We bought Tiramisu and cheese cake for Mrs Mok and Miss Yee as a Teachers' Day gift. Performances followed and after that, lunch with Miss Chandra. Again she was angry with me for ordering my $10 vegetables. We talked a whole lot. I'll miss her heaps when she leaves. :( No more early breakfast or after-school lunches, no  more ''stupid Kwee'' or ''GRAA'', no more shopping, no more...ARGH...No more GRACIELA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I met up with toady at the bus stop and we walked to Henry Park together. AW! It would have been more complete if TAN ZHI WEN had come! oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Gerard came after and then Derrick. AWWW...he has'nt changed one bit..still the same old gentle Derrick. Gerard is soo tall now. Haha. We went to O'Briens and then Marcus, Louis and Kenny came after. It was rather weird...but funny. We planned to watch a movie BUT after all the ''planning'' my mum said I could'nt go(Sorry Rudolph). Derrick figured out why without me having to tell him! He's soo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prelims are in a week and I have yet to start studying and I have yet to finish my lit course work. Better go now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115717276635340098?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115717276635340098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115717276635340098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115717276635340098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115717276635340098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/09/it-was-bit-weird-on-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115642496608626308</id><published>2006-08-24T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T21:09:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ABSOLUTELY LOVE MINGY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair trimmed at NEXT with Mingy today! It was suupppeerrrr duuuppeeerrrr funnnn!!! The most hilarious bit was when she, as usual, kept hitting me while we were getting our hair washed! And she had the MOST hilarious and idiotic conversation with the guy washing her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy:(while massaging her head) Is this  okay with you?&lt;br /&gt;Mingy:(softly and politely) huh??&lt;br /&gt;Guy:(still massaging her head and speaking a little louder) Is this okay with you?&lt;br /&gt;Mingy:(a little louder)Huh????&lt;br /&gt;Guy:(a tone higher) IS this fine with you?&lt;br /&gt;Mingy:(literally a shriek)HUH?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness mingy! But remember, I still love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115642496608626308?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115642496608626308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115642496608626308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115642496608626308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115642496608626308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-absolutely-love-mingy-i-got-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115600561624917429</id><published>2006-08-20T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:40:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My feet hurt. Random but true! But I must say that netball was great today! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Mar-cus, thanks for taking 32 minutes of your life to talk to me while I waited for my parents to fetch me. You're ALWAYS there for me and mingy! We love you to bits. You know that right? Well ya, if you did'nt, I'm telling you now you chicken neh neh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance, sorry for ALWAYS troubling you! Downloading songs to be more exact! I promise I will NEVER ask you of any favours again. You're scary!!!!Heh. Anyway, just wanted to say thanks a whole bunch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;During dinner, my dad was talking to my grandparents and he said the word ''often'' in dutch and it sounded so much like the ''f'' word. So my brother, my MUM and I kept trying to pronounce it right. And it sounded as though we were swearing the whole time. It is SOO weird hearing my mum say it!!!!!! I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to pamper my feet with the i-squeeze!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115600561624917429?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115600561624917429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115600561624917429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115600561624917429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115600561624917429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-feet-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115546582710256961</id><published>2006-08-13T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:43:48.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's August. ''WHOPPEEE'' -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams are getting nearer and nearer that I can almost taste the exam scripts!&lt;br /&gt;I have NOT started on revision. I feel miserable with all the homework I have PLUS I need to revise for my IGCSE! Man. I feel so dizzy already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREEPS. I have to do ad math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend sucked! I did not get anything done. I'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;oooohhhh and tomorrow is Monday...I can hardly wait! The start of a long, draggy week.&lt;br /&gt;I likkkeee...................................not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115546582710256961?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115546582710256961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115546582710256961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115546582710256961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115546582710256961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-august.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115435110108018128</id><published>2006-07-31T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:05:01.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was super duper fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. It started to pour half way through our hard-core-three-period PE lesson. Since we were out at the basketball court, we were let off early.&lt;br /&gt;School does not end till 4:40...BUT...since we did not want to rot our time away in school, Mingy and I had a beyond brilliant plan that is- to go to orchard! We dragged Gra along!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 4:00 and HAD to be back in school by 5:00, in time for our training! We took sooooooo many hilarious videos! I felt as if I was in the Amazing Race. We were rushing for time!!!! I so wish I can post the videos up but I have not a single damn clue how to!&lt;br /&gt;We were three little girls in sweaty PE attire running around Takashimaya and Cineleisure! We have neos and videos to prove it!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast! Love you guys tonnes tonnes tonnes! I have sooo much to say but I have soo much more work to catch up on! So I guess I have to choose the latter and talk more abt this soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaociao now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115435110108018128?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115435110108018128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115435110108018128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115435110108018128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115435110108018128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-super-duper-fun-so.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115405959040336302</id><published>2006-07-28T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:06:30.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello..&lt;br /&gt;char-maine here.. im so bored in lit so im blogging.. wow,.. i really should get a life.. gosh im such a loser.. with my super dao face... well.. i think im in love with _____... sighhh... well.. lotsa things have happened since i last blogged./. battle of the bands was fun.. our school should've won though. we were robbed. ): and i still owe my brother a lot of money... we lost our netball match to tanglin yesterday.. ):  but at least we tried out best (:  .. and mar-cus won his hockey final yesteday!! CONGRATULATIONS mar-cus.. you're s0 cool cause you play ice hockey.. *swoons*.. yup.. and i dropped marcus' note yesterday.. i feel like such an IDIOT!! cause its like real important to him and like someone found it on the ground.. i don even know how i dropped it.. gosh im such a clutz. well. im soo sorry mar-cus.. please forgive me!!! lalala.. im so bored.. and imn addicted to the authority song by jimmy eat world... yup.. anyways.. i've gotta do my math homework now cause i was too lazy to do it at home... byeeee now.. ciaooo..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S. i love mingy &amp;amp; marcus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115405959040336302?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115405959040336302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115405959040336302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115405959040336302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115405959040336302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115270814319082006</id><published>2006-07-12T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:42:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Presenting....(drumroll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model posing with one of the latest ranges of lunch boxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/IMG006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/IMG006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model strutting down the runway with lunch box &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/IMG005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/IMG005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Ok, jokes aside. Thanks Mar-cus for carrying it for me. Lol. You did'nt have to!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Love you and mingy tonnes tonnes tonnes...!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: He did'nt pose like that on purpose! I just managed to take the pictures at the right time ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115270814319082006?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115270814319082006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115270814319082006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115270814319082006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115270814319082006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/07/presenting.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115235479194560222</id><published>2006-07-08T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:33:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was soo sick. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;My fever went up a whooping 38 degrees(not very high...but still...). And my brother had to ask the most asinine question,'' Do you want to go blading?'' ok...&lt;br /&gt;My face is all swollen and puffy after having my eyebrows waxed today. That was random. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Today, after the IB talk, my mum asked if I wanted to stay in acs or if I wanted to go to UWC. I really really don't know!!!!! Why can't we retire from our studies just like adults retire from work? Then again, we have a whole life ahead of us and this is really just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Ok...Enough of my ridiculous blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all relish the last bit of the football fever&lt;br /&gt;Aufwiedersehen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115235479194560222?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115235479194560222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115235479194560222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115235479194560222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115235479194560222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-soo-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115106593027678699</id><published>2006-06-23T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:32:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I met Rudolph today! We had our teeth cleaned and it's so sparkly white now(huh Peici?) that we needed shades to protect our eyes when we smiled infront of Dr Tan's mirror! Did'nt we Rudolph :D And AT LONG LAST we had our retainers cleaned, though poor rudolph still has pink stains on hers due to some hmm...chemical reactions with mouth wash?&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was with her mum...FISH AND CO is delicious-smacks lips-&lt;br /&gt;We took some neos and ran like crazy,mad,retarded,insane,berserk,deranged girls down the streets of Orchard Road to Lido! It was funny. And for once, I did'nt feel cold in the theater with all the credit going to the little ''di-anthlon'' we did before:) I mean, we only managed to do two things: hop(we were wrecks since we knew we were late for the movie and had to run probably 1 Km before we reached) and sprint. Yep. We rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Just my Luck' is pretty good. We did some cosmetic and accessories shopping after. Pizza Hut..please,I implore, stop playing along with Milo. I reiterate. Stop joining in with Milo's little baby talk. lol. I'm kidding...it's cute. Sigh. Call meeeee(PIZZA HUTTT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no...school is in 3 days?!I have absolutely no idea what to wear for the church reception tomorrow. -pulls hair out- Ohhhh....but Sunday would be absolutely fabulous. My family from Indonesia are coming to attend the wedding too. I'm going to meet cousins i did'nt know exist.&lt;br /&gt;-.-'' Nowww......like my mum always tells me, ''Study now, enjoy later..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I end here revising all the last minute things I need in preparation for school in my numb skull.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115106593027678699?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115106593027678699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115106593027678699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115106593027678699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115106593027678699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-met-rudolph-today-we-had-our-teeth.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115063066061504765</id><published>2006-06-18T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T19:37:40.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored waiting for my parents to get dressed... :/&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great today! We had it at the Conrad Hotel. ooohh..and I saw Dick Lee. Okay, off I go to dinner with my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ciao now.&lt;br /&gt;:) I bought silver diamente heels to match my dress!  *love*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115063066061504765?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115063066061504765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115063066061504765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115063066061504765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115063066061504765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-bored-waiting-for-my-parents-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115047506072062537</id><published>2006-06-17T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T00:24:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I've totally wasted my time away this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, you tell yourself how much you're willing to improve, work hard and revise but end up going out, slacking and watching TV instead. Now that it's almost the last week of the hols do I come to realise how unproductive this holiday has been. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BOUGHT A DRESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely looovvvveeee itt!! It's 100% silk in white and baby blue. It's a halter. Man, I love my mum! And yesterday, I went shopping all by myself. I bought a pair of Levis and a silvery Mango top. *I'm a happy girl*&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I need is a pair of white heels to match my dress! I cannot wait till Sunday...Oh wait, I so can...school is the very next freaking day. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only today did I realise that Azzy is the same height as I am and she has the exact same shoe size as me! I could not help but be freaked out! I'm happy that we're spending so much time together...just like the old days :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115047506072062537?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115047506072062537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115047506072062537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115047506072062537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115047506072062537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-that-ive-totally-wasted-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-115019013861811477</id><published>2006-06-13T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:15:39.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To Nov: Thanks for today Salvardo! I thoroughly enjoyed myself-hugs-  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was supposedly a 8:45am meeting turned out to be a 9:15am meeting. As usual, I was late(No surprise there). Poor Novell... she wandered around Cold Storage since it was the ONLY shop open at that time.&lt;br /&gt;When I(finally) reached, we walked around Holland Village and finally decided on Delifrance for breakfast. We did'nt even get a 'Bonjour' and we had to pay service charge? Like, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;We did some much-needed talking about anything that came to our minds. Novell is just so hilarious! I miss being in the same school as Salvardo?!!&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the Jurong East NATIONAL Library(PEICI!) and let me just say that there is no need to have built such a huge library since there are hardly any books!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh...we then took some neos which i'm going to post up soon! It has been a loooonnnggg time since I took neoprints. Our booth was great because we were given unlimited time to decorate our pictures AND we had a very-striking-indeed orange couch all to ourselves! We spent about a whole hour decorating our pics! We should do this more often after our exams okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. Why can't you just see the light?&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew you are in a way part of this whole mess! Why won't you just get that simple thing done? For the sake of your family and mine. Do you even care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-115019013861811477?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/115019013861811477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=115019013861811477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115019013861811477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/115019013861811477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-nov-thanks-for-today-salvardo-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114959317849208947</id><published>2006-06-06T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:26:19.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously was &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; planning to go to KL. In fact, I was dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm home, I miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there for about a week and let me just say that I had sooo much time in my hands that all I did was shop, eat, read magazines, have cold caramel lattes, sleep, eat some more, sleep some more, watch a few squash matches, shop some more, got a mani done, sleep, watch movies in the hotel room, eat...you get the picture;) I felt completely lazy and useless! But according to my mum, this is what you call a get- away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored now! I helped clean two rooms this morning and I'm proud of myself! Sorry Rudolph...besides, you did'nt text me this morning to confirm about jogging!! FINE! GO WITH LITTLE MILO AND NOT WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to rip something off your blog for that!!!(I still love you idiot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're not familiar with the celebrity, just put a /. And this is about the looks, not popularity or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aaron Carter? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adam Brody? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adam Sandler? so not. ooh..though he reminds me of lance.HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arnold Schwarzenegger? gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ashton Kutcher? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben Affleck? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ben Stiller?no monkeys thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brad Pitt? hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bruce Willis? he should grow out some hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carson Daly? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chad Michael Murray? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chris Klein? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Colin Farrell? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David Arquette? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; David Schwimmer? no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Donald Trump? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eddie Murphy? too geeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elijah Wood? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eminem? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enrique Iglesias? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ethan Hawke? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ewan McGregor? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freddie Prinze Jr.? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;George Clooney? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harrison Ford? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hayden Christensen? no. (sorry peici!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heath Ledger? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugh Grant? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ian Somerhalder? huh?(/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jack Black? gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jake Gyllenhaal? no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;James Franco? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jesse McCartney? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jim Carrey? no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hn Travolta? no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Johnny Depp? abit?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Johnny Knoxville? nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Josh Hartnett? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Joshua Jackson? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jude Law? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Justin Timberlake? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keanu Reeves? SO HOOOOTTT! HAHA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevin Bacon? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kevin Spacey? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leonardo DiCaprio? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luke Wilson? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marilyn Manson? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matt Damon? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew Lillard? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew McConaughey? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew Perry? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mel Gibson? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michael Jackson? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michael Vartan? /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mike Myers? no way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nicholas Cage? no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nick Carter? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ick Lachey? no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orlando Bloom? no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paul Walker? /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Richard Gere? hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rob Lowe?hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robert De Niro? not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Robin Williams? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan Phillippe? not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ryan Seacrest? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seann William Scott? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seth Green? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shane West? not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tobey Maguire? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tom Cruise? not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tom Hanks? not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tom Welling? not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usher? abs yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vin Diesel? not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will Smith? no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As you can tell, I'm really bored!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114959317849208947?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114959317849208947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114959317849208947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114959317849208947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114959317849208947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-seriously-was-not-planning-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114822179973701062</id><published>2006-05-21T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:29:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mum is so sweet! She prepared an 'authentic' english tea for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A delicious teacup(with its very own saucer) of rich english earl grey tea&lt;br /&gt;White and milk chocolate macademia cookies-&gt;from The V tearoom at the esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner at the esplanade, we strolled around and happened to come across this pretty(literally) tearoom, as its name suggests. It had gorgeous victorian-like chairs in soft and delicate colours with a chandelier which hung in the centre of the ceiling. The whole place was screaming with the word 'beautiful'. And beat this, the waitresses wore 'old-maid' uniforms in the usual black and white with the lacy apron that covered their skirts. I felt as though I was in England 100 years back. Okay...maybe not that long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had too much to eat today. I can't believe I had a whole chocolate bar to myself! But Fondue tonight was great!&lt;br /&gt;Well...there's school to look forward to tomorrow.HAHA.Now that is a good joke.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least I have one reason to look forward to school.HEHE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114822179973701062?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114822179973701062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114822179973701062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114822179973701062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114822179973701062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-mum-is-so-sweet-she-prepared.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114804293768946404</id><published>2006-05-19T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T20:49:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did it...and now that i think about it, I was so out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;And you!! I see you everywhere! Go away and get out of my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was great! I woke up at 8 and I was so afraid I'd go to dentention! So anyway, it was 8:44 when we arrived outside the school gate and I started sounding all worried telling my mum how afraid I was to go to detention. So mummy dear drove past the school and she brought me to the Toa Payoh market with Poggy! Man..I love my mum;)&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast with the same man serving us our drinks. He kept flirting with my grandmoter!Like...EWW! Oie old man, just pass the drinks and get your saggy ass moving! Too bad I could'nt say that in his face...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran some errands with my mum and bought delicious cookies! I bought like 10! At about 11:10, I arrived in school without having to sign in with the security guard! Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;I should'nt even have gone to school. All we did was to watch movies! Oh well, at least it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to facial tomorrow! At least something to look forward to this weekend......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tschuess all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114804293768946404?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114804293768946404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114804293768946404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114804293768946404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114804293768946404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114760111981578402</id><published>2006-05-14T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:05:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As always, shopping was funny with OSAMA. We went to Nine West and she saw this oh-so-pretty suede heels. I was going to buy a pair for my mother but I tried this black pair but they were so uncomfortable. Walked aorund the shop about ten times and realised I was'nt getting anywhere. Went all the way to Heeren to look at a bag with I WONDER WHO.Oh! And you have yet to hear the best part of it, she DID'NT buy it-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHH....I am so going to Ed Hardy next week. The rhinestone  shirts are so gorgeous! I'm going big time shopping soon. And there is this one shop at Heeren called Queens Couture and they sell VERY TEMPTING vintage tees. Gosh. I hope this shop is not one of those shops that sell tees in bulk. That's just disgusting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to Takashimaya and were hopelessly looking around for Pedder Red. We walked in and there seriously was nothing suitable for mum and besides, I think I had money for only one shoe! Haha. Jimmy Choos hon- aey...Jimmy Choos! It boiled down to either a pair of Miss Sixty's OR the Nine West shoes. In the end, mum caught me at Takashimaya.-sigh- and we ended up going Armani. I'm glad she likes the shirts. Love you mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peici: Shopping spree VERY soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114760111981578402?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114760111981578402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114760111981578402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114760111981578402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114760111981578402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-always-shopping-was-funny-with.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114674615862359774</id><published>2006-05-04T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:35:58.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this off Peici's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i) list 10 things you want to say to people but know you never will&lt;br /&gt;(ii) don't say who they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You know who you are and you're the first, just like I promised. We've known eachother for ages and we are just so open with one another. We can talk about anything under the sun and I never EVER hesitate to call you to talk about whatever problems I have. I love how open we are with one another and there never is a dull moment with you! Love you loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) We hardly meet and I miss you tonnes. Now that we are so far apart, I realise how much I miss you as my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Sometimes I wonder if we meet for the right reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You constantly lie and I guess we never really were friends from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I wish I could take away your lonliness and accompany you whenever you want me to. I love you so so much and I will always be here for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You're a great friend. Completely honest and caring. You're the one I miss most and please take care of yourself! *love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You're nice. But your behaviouor just freaks me out!Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Though you care a lot about yourself and are quite attention seeking at times, I will always be here for you. No matter what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) You're the most caring friend I have but I hate it when you give me that face! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You are the funniest person on the face of this earth. You make me laugh my guts out even on the first day we met. I can always count on you and I love you for that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114674615862359774?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114674615862359774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114674615862359774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114674615862359774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114674615862359774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-got-this-off-peicis-blog-i-list-10.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114664554185143683</id><published>2006-05-03T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:39:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/HPIM0875.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/HPIM0875.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/1600/The%20gang.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5675/1802/320/The%20gang.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114664554185143683?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114664554185143683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114664554185143683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114664554185143683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114664554185143683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114630393577700698</id><published>2006-04-29T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T17:45:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was great and I had tonnes of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived, and i just started having goose pimples. So many memories just came flooding back. I did'nt regret going at all. I was so glad to have seen so many people i have not seen in a year! It was great. Met up with 'the gang'. Novell, Feng Ming, Jia Hui and Yi Min. I was so shocked to see Nov! (Where are your rosey cheeks Nov?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novell:  I still cannot get over how much weight you've lost! Take it easy okay? And try to eat regular meals! *love*             Your present will come!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feng Ming: Don't be too affected by the Monster! And grow your hair out please! -hugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: Sorry I missed your speech and thanks for bringing me to the toilet! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi Min: Stop being busy! Haha. You were a great MC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance: You can't take pictures! Haha. Nice seeing you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot get over yesterday. I don't know why. Maybe it was just about entering the school again. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;After the whole event, we had dinner at the chinese place. Thanks guys! I really felt so welcomed and it was just so so nice sharing, talking and laughing. Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite excited for tonight. Will be going to the dutch ambassador's house for dinner to celebrate the queen's birthday. CALORIES, FAT......HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listen. You may be mad if i tell you this. But friends tell. In the words of your poem, ''a real friend tells the truth no matter what''. And so, I'm going to tell you the truth about how I feel. You may have been so caught up in other people's problems, you may have been  giving people so much of your attention and therefore  feel that you want some of that attention too. I dont know. You act weird in school. Happy... and all of a sudden sad. And you show it pretty damn well too! I'm not mad at you. You don't need to ask for forgiveness.You dont need to go on ur knees....and no.That is not what I want.  Just tell me when you have cleared your mind and come to your senses. I don't know if you noticed, but I did listen to your problems. I called even when  I was'nt  allowed to. You may think I have not done enough as your friend. Well, maybe I have'nt. But at least I listened to you that night! Maybe we are'nt really good friends after all? After reading your poem, I don't feel that I've done enough to be your good friend. Others have done much more. I guess they are your real good friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday was the most sarcastic we've ever been to one another. Whatever it is,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll end this thinking of our secret hand shake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See you soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114630393577700698?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114630393577700698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114630393577700698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114630393577700698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114630393577700698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-was-great-and-i-had-tonnes_29.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114507323774791788</id><published>2006-04-15T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T11:53:57.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday = God's Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened this week. The long hours in school make school suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Sam last Saturday for  breakfast after not meeting up for a freaking long time. Azzy did'nt come. Then on the same day, Amanda made me go blading with her. Blading is fun!&lt;br /&gt;I have not been doing well for my tests and I'm getting kind of worried. Mid-year tests are coming up and I think I should be preparing for it like...soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much MUCH brighter note, i'm going with my mum to get our eyelashes permed! And osama, don't think I can do eyebrows today! oh wait....I can do it at the place i'm going to get it permed right? But being Charmaine, I'll wait for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of us remember that Jesus died for each and every one of us. We are all precious in his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114507323774791788?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114507323774791788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114507323774791788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114507323774791788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114507323774791788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday-gods-friday-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114440208150373963</id><published>2006-04-07T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:28:02.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! It's a Friday. How I love Fridays. Don't we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends are here! But by the time you know it, it's Monday :(&lt;br /&gt;As usual, had 4 periods in Mrs Mok's room doing literature and english. Geez. Thank God for Marcus though. Lessons are hilarious with him around. :) Love you little bro!&lt;br /&gt;So here was what happened during english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marcus:&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to bite your nose off.Hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charmaine:&lt;/span&gt; I'm going to bite off your eg.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a total slip of the tongue! And besides, what could eggs possibly mean right? -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, Mingy and I did'nt know if we wanted to go for netball training. She kept saying,''Charmaine.So how?'' My goodness. She said that like...let's see...20 TIMES!But I still love you Ming;) Then Gra asked if we wanted to go catch a movie. I was so so undecisive! I kept saying that I would go for netball until some PERSON said she did'nt want to go! Well, in the end I did not go to both the netball training or to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Today was just funny! Oh and Ming good luck! Tell me their response!&lt;br /&gt;And Marcus...you are very lucky that ur hair did not touch my arm! You are also lucky that the ink of ur pens did not get onto my paper. Or I would not have talked to you for the whole of next week! ;) I know you were scared butthead!!! Oh...and your signature on my arm has been washed off!! I'm sure mine will stay on ur arm till Monday because I know you don't shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tschuss now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114440208150373963?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114440208150373963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114440208150373963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114440208150373963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114440208150373963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/04/yappeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114346655950192690</id><published>2006-03-27T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:35:59.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really, really, really miss you guys...But I guess you two will never know that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We did everything together. Well...almost. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had so much fun...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We laughed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We cried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We dressed up in pretty clothes and dresses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We loved dolling ourselves up with make-up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We smiled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We shared about anything under the sun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We dreamed big dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We treasured something that was taken away from us and till today, we know that it would never return.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We could talk on the phone for hours and not get sick of one another.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were like best pals...no. We were best pals. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Until one day, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When trust got into the way, we were never as close again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We rarely smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never share.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never really talk on the phone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All we do now is to just wave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A wave to sum up our once-very-close friendship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the two of you are reading this, I would just like you to know that the very close friendship we once had, will stay with me forever. The fun and crazy things we did, the secrets we shared, I will always cherish. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114346655950192690?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114346655950192690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114346655950192690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114346655950192690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114346655950192690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-really-really-really-miss-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114249600813624509</id><published>2006-03-16T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T16:00:08.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to school today for ad math and supposedly e math(which was cancelled). We were dismissed from class at 11 so I went to Holland Village with Mingy darling and Mar-cus the idiot, who cut his middle finger with my pen knife(haha.BUTTHEAD!i'm kidding.i still love u to bits!).We went to the BAKERY! There is just something about that place! The pastries there rock!!!!!I don't have anything to blog about today. So as usual, this is another boring post. Hmmm...oh oh...can anyone recommand a movie that is worth watching? Is Nanny Mcphee good?! RUDOLPH!!! LET'S GO OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I want to go to Ed Hardy!! The rhinestone shirts are so so gorgeous! I need new jeans! I NEED NEW CLOTHES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..ok...ta now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114249600813624509?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114249600813624509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114249600813624509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114249600813624509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114249600813624509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-went-to-school-today-for-ad-math-and.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114198732842455904</id><published>2006-03-10T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:42:08.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SWEEEEEEEET 16 MAR-CUS ENG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Marcus's birthday! Mingy and I tricked him yesterday saying that we were'nt going to school today. Apparently he was so upset that he was gloomy the whole day yesterday!Hehe.It just shows how much Mingy and I mean to you.;)&lt;br /&gt;After chapel, I tricked Marcus saying I had to meet with my german teacher and so Mingy and Marcus went back to class. Mingy and Marcus came down to the canteen(as planned) and sat down. I was at the back, in the kitchen, and had told one uncle to inform me once Marcus and Ming got to the canteen. The uncle was all so sweet and actually informed me!&lt;br /&gt;(thanks uncle..though I know you are'nt reading this!!)&lt;br /&gt;So I took out the cake from its box and called jon ho to get him to tell the class to come down for the surprise birthday cake. When the class,well at least part of the class,  arrived at the canteen I came out with the blown-out candles! Kristi and I were desperately trying to save them!! Ming was covering Marcus's eyes and let go once the cake was on the table. We started singing and yep...that was about all that happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you really were surprised even when Tim told you about it! Haha. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to play inter-house Captain's ball matches. TKK lost big time in the first round. But we won the second match and therefore are in third place! YAY!!!!hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I was so so hot, sweaty and sticky and I really did'nt feel like going with Marcus to HV. Sorry! but i really really hope you understand. I was really tired and besides, you told me you did'nt want to go!  SORRY AGAIN!! I could tell you were damn pissed! sorry little bro. Mingy and I love you loads!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good surprise and birthday even after the grumpy afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114198732842455904?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114198732842455904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114198732842455904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114198732842455904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114198732842455904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-sweeeeeeeet-16-mar-cus-eng-today.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114174307267622769</id><published>2006-03-07T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:51:12.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time passes so quickly. Too quickly as a matter of fact! It was just last year that I started to prepare for my piano exam and it is tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcus Eng's birthday party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Marcus celebrated his birthday(which is actually this Friday). So I arrived, after 30 minutes of travelling on the road looking frantically for signs. Haha. There was a whole lot of food. Pizza, Satay and *ahem* mash potato and coleslaw. hehe. I had a lot to eat! Okay so watched abit of TV, with Mingy and Marcus for company, and we talked and took pictures. Marcus's brother is so so friendly! After dinner, Mingy played Jinga with yumyum and I played B.ball with Marcus and his friends. Teamed up with Marcus and...erm..Seth(is tt his name?)?&lt;br /&gt;Ya okay anyway, after like 5 minutes into the game, seth threw the ball in my face. It hurt so so much! My upper-lip felt as if it go ripped off or something. Haha...Anyway, it was just an accident and i'm not mad! I'm just blogging about it because it is the only amusing thing that happened. Hmm...I went up and down the stairs a million times looking for something to do because Marcus was BUSY and Mingy was with yumyum. So I was alone!! But Calvin did accompany me at times!;) Left at about 10 with Mingy and her parents sent me back. I feel so bad Ming!!! Thanks again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole class is made to come back during the term break. We have to come back almost everyday which is so so crazy! Anyway, wish me luck for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tschuss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114174307267622769?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114174307267622769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114174307267622769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114174307267622769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114174307267622769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-passes-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114145203047788195</id><published>2006-03-04T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:00:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did'nt know whether to sigh, smile,cry or laugh yesterday. It was a rather emotional day yesterday. The day started really ok until something happened. -sigh-Cheer up Mingy...your friends are always behind you!Especially Marcus and I.-hugs-Had 4 freaking periods in Mrs Mok's room.-yawn- Man was i damn bored. But I guess no class is boring with MAR-CUS!hehe.During lit, marcus and I took our first few pictures together. Haha...sorry...but I HAD to erase the drug-addict one!-laughs-&lt;br /&gt;During english, Mingy, Marcus and I were having some heart-to-heart talk. We were so weird!-laughs-&lt;br /&gt;We talked about going overseas to study together. maybe to America or England? We even discussed what it may be like if we were all siblings! Our parents would be SOO broke for sure. Especially Marcus's hockey sticks and lessons!!-Laughs-&lt;br /&gt;Had a good laugh with Mingy, An, Cherie and Jennifer after playing a prank on this mean korean girl.We were all like out at the basketball court and were at the window waving to this mean and proud(according to jennifer)korean girl, who was in the library. We pointed at her and called her crazy using hand signs. -laugh-&lt;br /&gt;We then went into the library to do it in her face!!So we were like planning it all in the library. So then the stupid korean girl left the freaking library and her vietnamese boyfriend kept looking at us. We were so damn annoyed that we asked him ''EH! What you looking at?'' and he was like ''you?''. Like....WHAT THE! We meant for him to stop staring at us.-laughs-Then he started talking to An in Viatnamese. We went over to An and told her not to talk to him.-LAUGHS-He looked at us AGAIN and suddenly, out of the blue, asks ''What did my girlfriend do to you?' and Mingy pretended to be from Korea and told him that his girlfriend is a bad girl.-LAUGHS-&lt;br /&gt;And he said ''I would like to apologise on her behalf.'' OMG! Mingy felt so so bad!!!Haha. And he asked for Mingy's name and she was trying to crack her head for a korean name. She took SOO long that I told him ''Her name is Kimchi!''And he actually believed me! We were laughing SOOO loud. And Mingy fell over the chair(We were in the library mind you) The stupid librarian then scolded us. And so I was like looking her her while she scolded us and she told me ''Dont look at me! I really mean what I say!'' Is it not common courtesy to look at the person talking to you? But we continued to talk....hehe.&lt;br /&gt;After school, something happened AGAIN! I guess it is my fault anyway...-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus's party is today. I'm going MAR-CUS!Hehe. Ok...CIAOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114145203047788195?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114145203047788195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114145203047788195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114145203047788195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114145203047788195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-i-didnt-know-whether-to-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114112772782913394</id><published>2006-02-28T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T19:55:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my brother's birthday on Sunday! So, i called all his friends a few days before to arrange for this surprise lunch at the Marche on Sunday. On the day, after church, I went to Paragon with my brother to get him his birthday present while my parents gathered all his friends. Awww...he was in total shock when he found all his friends smirking at the table. It was so so cool..and I felt so rewarded.Haha. My mum also secretly got him a chocolate mousse cake, which we brought to him after lunch.Man...I had CAKE!Haha.But oh well! it was delicious so no matter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had school till 6pm. I almost died of exhaustion. And on Thurday, I will be having 2 tests!!!So i guess i should be studying for it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Mar-cus....hope you are'nt mad!stupid butt crack!Haha-.-''&lt;br /&gt;       RUDOLPH!!!!I MISS YOU ALREADY!!!!Must meet up this week with cola!*Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114112772782913394?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114112772782913394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114112772782913394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114112772782913394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114112772782913394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-sunday-it-was-my-brothers-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-18424510.post-114070518235341037</id><published>2006-02-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:33:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I abhore Thursdays man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like 10:30pm and I'm beat! Tired from all the lessons in school. I could'nt concentrate during add math today....I was super tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, thanks Aston for buying me the cookie on Tuesday!It was delicious!And it was definitely very generous of you to have treated me...(Not that you did'nt eat it at all!!).OOHHH...and thanks for ALL the songs you send to me. Hahaha....SEE MAR-CUS!That's why I prefer sitting with Aston than sitting with you.Kidding lah!!!hehe...but thanks so much for helping me with my laptop up the three flights of stairs eventhough you were not feeling well.Haha.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have 4 freaking periods in Mrs Mok's class...MY GOODNESS!Marcus...you bring the pillows!Haha....get ready for some hard-core sleeping tomorrow! Ya i know...in my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hit the sack now.Nighty everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18424510-114070518235341037?l=charm-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/feeds/114070518235341037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18424510&amp;postID=114070518235341037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114070518235341037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18424510/posts/default/114070518235341037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charm-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-abhore-thursdays-man-it-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13191669785459727940</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
