<?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-37405617</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:18:45.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crappers-divided</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1520290477521224923</id><published>2008-04-21T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T07:36:11.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://thkissoflife.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1520290477521224923?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1520290477521224923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1520290477521224923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1520290477521224923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1520290477521224923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/04/httpthkissoflife.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2011897615670049700</id><published>2008-03-14T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:39:50.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R9pld3ZuuEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/vqMmKiU2nxI/s1600-h/z73704297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R9pld3ZuuEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/vqMmKiU2nxI/s400/z73704297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177562285378287682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't imagine that i'll be graduating from band in just 20 days. Its been 3 years. I'm already starting to miss those times, feeling distanced. The best times of my life. Going through shit together, achieving the impossible. Where i've learnt the most. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2011897615670049700?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2011897615670049700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2011897615670049700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2011897615670049700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2011897615670049700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R9pld3ZuuEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/vqMmKiU2nxI/s72-c/z73704297.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8282852018984712257</id><published>2008-02-24T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T05:52:44.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing against time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AHAGRABRRAABUAHGRAGRAJAHAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;30/40 FOR PHYSICS OH MY MAMA. I used to get a fweeakin F9!! Now im just 1 mark away from A2. Back then it was pure physics la. But still. Heeeheee. *pats myself on the shoulder* Anyway, life's been so stressful these days, i feel so exhausted. Only thing i look forward to is the end of the day. Sleep. Because that seems to be the only break i have. Sad thing is, time passes so fast that it only feels like you've slept for less than a minute. ): Before you know it, its time to begin a new day when you've not completed things that should have been done the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thelightisburningout.ineedfuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8282852018984712257?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8282852018984712257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8282852018984712257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8282852018984712257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8282852018984712257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/02/racing-against-time.html' title='Racing against time'/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8371228502551016984</id><published>2008-02-10T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T04:48:15.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When i started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R67uPYVqffI/AAAAAAAAAWc/6BQQFBkge_k/s1600-h/cny%2708-%3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R67uPYVqffI/AAAAAAAAAWc/6BQQFBkge_k/s400/cny%2708-%3D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165327770639302130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all! Hope you peeps got your desires. Like a million red packets, binging on an unlimited supply of new year goodies or catching up with all ye relatives. At least that was what i wanted. hahahaha. Especially the first two. weehe. Actually, chinese new year doesn't make much of an effect on me anymore. Its like when you know its CNY,  you won't think its anything much. Been over it 14 times till there's nothing left. Revised Physics today soooo pleaseeeee, i hope that it'll prove something when i receive my paper back. Btw, I'm getting rather annoyed by my blog url. I find.. it.. so........ annoying. I may take some action by creating a livejournal. Or a whole new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8371228502551016984?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8371228502551016984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8371228502551016984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8371228502551016984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8371228502551016984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/02/contented-mind-is-greatest-blessing-man.html' title='When i started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.'/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R67uPYVqffI/AAAAAAAAAWc/6BQQFBkge_k/s72-c/cny%2708-%3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2036243303773807896</id><published>2008-02-06T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:38:02.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R6k5nlNgGsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5LocZe-W5YE/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R6k5nlNgGsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5LocZe-W5YE/s400/hearts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163721799923407554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things i wanna say right now.Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Is it because i care too much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2036243303773807896?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2036243303773807896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2036243303773807896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2036243303773807896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2036243303773807896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-many-things-i-wanna-say-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R6k5nlNgGsI/AAAAAAAAAWU/5LocZe-W5YE/s72-c/hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1729136913577440795</id><published>2008-01-27T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T05:54:25.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My poor pooch, Oscar, got sterilized last Friday. I've to clean his balls everyday and I'm tempted to taste his medicine cause it smells like Mango. Well, all is for a good cause. Hopefully it'll reduce his really hyped up behaviour he had once before. Been clearing the piling amounts of homework today. Thankfully im only left with Physics. Proud to say that I've tuned my attitude towards all of Newton's laws. I used to have an issue with him. haha. Oh yeaaaah, i found out that the infection i have on my ear has burst. God knows when but yeah. Blood oozed for about 5 minutes. Iamdisgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to get pumped up, to fight whats ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so i say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1729136913577440795?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1729136913577440795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1729136913577440795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1729136913577440795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1729136913577440795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-poor-pooch-oscar-got-sterilized-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6191470677221372893</id><published>2008-01-24T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T04:46:43.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg.omg.omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to take the big O this year. shitshitshit. I dont know what im feeling. Im getting all sweaty already. So schools been like school, lessons and even more lessons, laughter, teachers who bore you to tears. Time is travelling so fast, its like living in a time machine. On a happier, more cheerful note, i'm shifting after CNY. whoopeedoo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6191470677221372893?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6191470677221372893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6191470677221372893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6191470677221372893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6191470677221372893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3498959281269089316</id><published>2008-01-20T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T04:46:38.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R5NCPNEIgsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fquRN7umxuA/s1600-h/Miss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R5NCPNEIgsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fquRN7umxuA/s400/Miss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157538827241816770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess which is mine? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R5NBldEIgrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uunAsjQifZM/s1600-h/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R5NBldEIgrI/AAAAAAAAAWE/uunAsjQifZM/s400/DSC01500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157538109982278322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blue blue sky, not pink, but a white massive fluffy marshmallow cloud. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bro was telling the family his experiences as a policeman. There was this incident when he saw someone jump down in cineleisure. In front of a shop selling woman's lingerie to be specific. This guy stole a woman's purse but unfortunately for him, two security guards caught him and started chasing. The theif ran all around the building and on the 2nd level, he got cornered. Out of desperation, he made a really weak attempt into climbing onto the large screen(which usually screens trailers of movies) which he thought could be an escape route. But he landed on the ground level with his head first, his body flat on the ground, legs up in the air and REMAINED in the air. Drowning in a pool of blood, part of his head cracked with portions of his brain all over the floor, still conscious. Suffered, died. What a travesty. And while my bro was sharing this really revolting yet sorry story, Christoffer was laughing himself silly. I wonder what the hell is going through his 9 year old mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3498959281269089316?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3498959281269089316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3498959281269089316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3498959281269089316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3498959281269089316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/bro-was-telling-family-his-experiences.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R5NCPNEIgsI/AAAAAAAAAWM/fquRN7umxuA/s72-c/Miss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6321729553984488266</id><published>2008-01-08T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T05:41:03.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was walking to school with Daniel today and we came across this old man who pointed his finger at me then mumbled something in Cantonese. Daniel burst into guffaws of laughter and told me " That old man just said you were short.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that old man was drunk. I want to kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6321729553984488266?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6321729553984488266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6321729553984488266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6321729553984488266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6321729553984488266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-walking-to-school-with-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5419713118445157567</id><published>2008-01-06T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T05:46:19.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're suffering for all the mistakes you adults have made and you think i can just get through this ordeal with a bloody smile on my face and think everything is gonna be okay every day of my life.  Sometimes i'm just so fucking tired realizing how our family really is. You know, you can also show me some respect by not demoralizing MY father in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5419713118445157567?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5419713118445157567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5419713118445157567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5419713118445157567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5419713118445157567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-suffering-for-all-mistakes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-212101905280611688</id><published>2008-01-01T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T07:52:52.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2008 GAY CHEESEBALLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown at the esplanade with a group of friends yesterday. The fireworks were extrodinary, i'd say. When was the last time i saw them up close and not on a screen? Pri 5? Getting out of town was difficult. The view was like a vast sea of small heads. Squeezing with them wasn't really the problem. It was breathing in the terrible stench that a massive crowd produces after a really happy 2008. Especially if you were vertically challenged. Had prata for supper with the rest which was around 3am. Arrived home at 4+, showered, had trouble sleeping, woke up at 1.45pm and went for tuition. It was amazing that i didn't sleep for 24 hours yesterday ever since i touched down in Singapore at 11am. Soooooo, whats gonna happen on the first day of school? Math test. About the Denmark trip, perhaps i'll update about it another day, not much to show anyway. Btw, anyone know about the 'first day to school with dad' (or however it is phrased) campaign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet i can't sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-212101905280611688?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/212101905280611688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=212101905280611688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/212101905280611688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/212101905280611688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008-cheeseballs-went-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4011634393021650463</id><published>2007-12-20T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T07:20:30.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hiho all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Currently in Bangkok's airport lounge. I've been warming the seat for 2 whole hours, deprived of windows messenger just because there was some error on my com. I felt like a caveman who just discovered fire when i saw another available com. But what the hell, the excitement all plunged down when i saw no one online. =.= Anyway, I arrived here in bangkok at 7.30pm and will only depart for Copenhagen after midnight. The only resource thats spurring my excitment is &lt;em&gt;food&lt;/em&gt;. Okay, i guess i'll have to bear another 3 hours of brutal torture by doing nothing. Shall i tell you how unstable the internet is here? I bet the people online are cursing me. I know i would curse if my attention keeps getting distracted by the same person signing in and out every few seconds. And that little box at the bottom right corner immersing up and sinking down that frustrates them till they just right click it the next time it appears. I guess i should probably just sign out to spare everyone the agony. But would they understand my agony of sitting here in the lounge getting my butt numb? No. My msn nickname is becoming an eyesore and i don't want  that. Btw, don't blame me, blame bangkok's internet service. People curse me, i curse Bangkok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheesh, you see what boredom does to you? Makes you think of a whole lot of crap just to describe something. AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4011634393021650463?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4011634393021650463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4011634393021650463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4011634393021650463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4011634393021650463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/hiho-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3959295800391890640</id><published>2007-12-19T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T02:31:25.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2jy2dEIgqI/AAAAAAAAAV8/L7R9D3yeEks/s1600-h/my+best+friend%27s+girl+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2jy2dEIgqI/AAAAAAAAAV8/L7R9D3yeEks/s400/my+best+friend%27s+girl+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145629591599612578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new book, new book! :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3959295800391890640?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3959295800391890640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3959295800391890640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3959295800391890640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3959295800391890640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-book-new-book-dddddddddddd.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2jy2dEIgqI/AAAAAAAAAV8/L7R9D3yeEks/s72-c/my+best+friend%27s+girl+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8879265052522217789</id><published>2007-12-18T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T07:17:22.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jolene requested for me to use this skin for a week.&lt;br /&gt;She advised me to try out something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8879265052522217789?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8879265052522217789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8879265052522217789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8879265052522217789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8879265052522217789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/jolene-dared-me-to-use-this-skin-for-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1912374428340999572</id><published>2007-12-17T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:31:30.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[oo9]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aUotEIgpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jt6R_YO2INU/s1600-h/PICT0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aUotEIgpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jt6R_YO2INU/s400/PICT0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144963051329979026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aUK9EIgoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cdsUdFg9yCk/s1600-h/PICT0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aUK9EIgoI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cdsUdFg9yCk/s400/PICT0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962540228870786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTzdEIgnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HIgBrj_8CyA/s1600-h/PICT0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTzdEIgnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/HIgBrj_8CyA/s400/PICT0081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144962136501944946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTjtEIgmI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_CvGoOguipE/s1600-h/PICT0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTjtEIgmI/AAAAAAAAAVc/_CvGoOguipE/s400/PICT0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144961865919005282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTQNEIglI/AAAAAAAAAVU/pwmxC36qSu0/s1600-h/PICT0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aTQNEIglI/AAAAAAAAAVU/pwmxC36qSu0/s400/PICT0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144961530911556178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aS79EIgkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HC-zmbS84yM/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aS79EIgkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HC-zmbS84yM/s400/PICT0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144961183019205186" 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://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aSONEIgjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KgSkjj-Q1T4/s1600-h/PICT0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aSONEIgjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/KgSkjj-Q1T4/s400/PICT0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144960397040190002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WEEHEEHEEEE! DOUBLE 'O' NINE OWNS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hurray!!!! My maid left for her country. Apparently, i am the one doing all the housework and cleaning after every mess. I don't know why im doing it anyway. But i just detest seeing stuff jumbled all over the place. Yeaaah, I'm serious k. haha. And i can't trust my brother to look after my dogs. So yeah, my Mom took care of them while i went KL/Genting with the band. However, i came back only to realise how disturbingly fat my dog got. YEAAAAAAP, My Mom overfed it. My guess is that she got too frustrated cleaning after their poo that she didn't give a damn about the amount of food she gave. Its unsightly how much its head is improportionate to its body now. -.-&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;WOOYEAAAAAH, the trip with the band was great! Though there were certain times i made mistakes. But its over so yeah, just learn and move on. The theme parks were kinda disappointing though. It didn't really match the way the Alumni described it to be. Only a few were thrilling and worth taking. Went bowling for my very first time, yes don't laugh cause i obviously sucked. I had fun with my group. Got to understand each of them better and of course other members. Every single one of us played a part in making the trip worthwhile. (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeeers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1912374428340999572?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1912374428340999572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1912374428340999572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1912374428340999572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1912374428340999572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/hurray-my-maid-left-for-country.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R2aUotEIgpI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jt6R_YO2INU/s72-c/PICT0048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1651213119273893324</id><published>2007-12-06T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T07:04:42.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1gGxmfHlMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tTyyxDr_8E0/s1600-h/41E11C9VH9L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1gGxmfHlMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tTyyxDr_8E0/s320/41E11C9VH9L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140866423857845442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EHEHEHEHEHE, MY NEW JODI PICOULT NOVEL. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starbucks had a christmas promotion today, giving away free drinks! Went over with Tahir, Nas and Wins the Pooh. Hey, its free so why not! lol. Sighted a bunch of people who just joined the queue without knowing what it was about. Portraying the true typical singaporean behavior. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyy,&lt;br /&gt;DENMARKKKKK ZOMG XOMG YOMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1651213119273893324?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1651213119273893324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1651213119273893324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1651213119273893324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1651213119273893324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/ehehehehehe-my-new-jodi-picoult-novel.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1gGxmfHlMI/AAAAAAAAAU8/tTyyxDr_8E0/s72-c/41E11C9VH9L._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3647417175645743563</id><published>2007-12-04T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T03:25:23.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1U2lGfHlLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FWJ6kRxLSBU/s1600-h/Metoyoubearsticth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1U2lGfHlLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FWJ6kRxLSBU/s400/Metoyoubearsticth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140074560737481906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i guess its been a year since i last bragged about the idea that i was cross stitching this adorabley Me to You Bear. Not bad for a first timer, right! Its not easy sewing this alright. It took me lots of patience persevering on to sew the damn fur sticking out. I even added my own 2007. haha! Awwwww, i'm so proud of myself. Last step is to frame it up. :D Oh it looks as if its a little tinted pink in the middle. But its not because of my poor skills, its the bedsheet beneath it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;16 more days to Denmark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3647417175645743563?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3647417175645743563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3647417175645743563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3647417175645743563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3647417175645743563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/12/yeah-i-guess-its-been-year-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R1U2lGfHlLI/AAAAAAAAAU0/FWJ6kRxLSBU/s72-c/Metoyoubearsticth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-671696062253705302</id><published>2007-11-25T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T08:08:49.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0mW_AcpC8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ghoeMg4kSDg/s1600-h/Shen+zhen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0mW_AcpC8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ghoeMg4kSDg/s320/Shen+zhen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136802859188816834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY, I'M BACK FROM SHEN ZHEN.&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i failed to get something for the band. haha. Wanted to buy gum, my mom said the airport has it, turns out it didn't, so no gum. BUT my Mom bought countless stuff for me. Her stuff can't even weigh up to mine and it isn't suppose to be working out this way, haha! Anyway,  we shopped for 4 days straight. Excluding lunch and toilet breaks of course. Witnessed a poor orange seller get beaten up by a customer. And i couldn't understand their really unique chinese slang which all sounded so slurred. So this guy washing my hair kept asking so many questions that HAD NO NEED FOR HIM TO KNOW ABOUT and all i could react to it was " What? Sorry? Repeat yourself? " Or just simply say " Yes " with no clue to what the question was before. Btw, their english has improved. This leaves us disappointed but its a good thing in another way. Though the shopping is one heck of a steal, the social atmosphere is really horrible. Perhaps its only that particular district but still, it really makes me revolt with much distaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip would be KL/Genting with the band and the following one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DENMARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;YES, AGAIN!!! FOR APPROXIMATELY 2 WEEKS! I guess i'll be visiting Denmark every year. Celebrating Christmas with relatives over there.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BORDERS&lt;/span&gt; has officially opened at Parkway Parade! Just a 10 minute bus ride from home to paradise. You cannot imagine how much joy this brings me. Took my first whiff of those books today which smelled like heaven. The sighting of a whole shelf with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jodi Picoult's &lt;/span&gt;name left me breathless. Oh yeah, this reminds me!! The book titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PS I Love You&lt;/span&gt; is going to be in cinemas soon. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-671696062253705302?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/671696062253705302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=671696062253705302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/671696062253705302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/671696062253705302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/mom-yay-im-back-from-shen-zhen.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0mW_AcpC8I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ghoeMg4kSDg/s72-c/Shen+zhen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-363047649865931057</id><published>2007-11-18T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T06:43:49.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BM6QcpC7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/JlYm0NPxMdQ/s1600-h/camoetoad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BM6QcpC7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/JlYm0NPxMdQ/s400/camoetoad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134188138933586866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BMxwcpC6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Ryb3Nu6D20I/s1600-h/Violin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BMxwcpC6I/AAAAAAAAAUU/Ryb3Nu6D20I/s400/Violin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134187992904698786" 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://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BMbwcpC5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/9vd9djEZg08/s1600-h/IMG_5408-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BMbwcpC5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/9vd9djEZg08/s400/IMG_5408-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134187614947576722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyhey !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaah! I'm back from a week of camp! NCO and band camp. Whew. K, so basically theres nothing you can learn from NCO. Sorry if i'm a little too direct, haha. Its more like some sorta programme that helps you expand your circle of friends. hahaha. But yeah, with that, i did made quite a bunch of friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im going off to Shen Zhen tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry i will definately buy something for the band, i promise. Cross my heart and hope to eat more donuts. REAAAALLLYY. YOU PEOPLE MUST BELIEVE ME OKAY. And my darling honey sweetest friends are sending me off. HEHEHEHE.  Even though its just stinky shen zhen, you guys still bother to wake up at 5am in the wee hours of the morning to personally say a goodbye. You guys deserve a kiss. K, actually theres only 2 people, the rest are lazy. Those lazy ones don't get a gift. Kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be returning on thursday. And I'll take pictures of how good their english is!! It can really tickle you hard, seriously. I almost died laughing while reading how they explained to wear a eye mask. Like how they described the pupil of the eye as a black orbit. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those above pictures were posted from a surge of random-ness that lasted 5 minutes. That toad was found at my tree, it stayed there for about 2 days till my sister went to play with it that probably scared it off. I had to edit it in such a way because the original one is really black till you cant see a thing. Second picture, *cough* is of me playing the violin. NAH, i can't play the violin. Its me trying to act professional with Yi Lian's violin. Future Vanessa Mae. HAHA. And the third is just.... a group photo after school? K, thats it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and have a good week ahead! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-363047649865931057?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/363047649865931057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=363047649865931057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/363047649865931057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/363047649865931057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/heyhey-yeaaaah-im-back-from-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/R0BM6QcpC7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/JlYm0NPxMdQ/s72-c/camoetoad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6618256762427943581</id><published>2007-11-11T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:16:12.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GAY. ELATED. OVERWHELMED. MIRTHFUL. THRILLED. ECSTATIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GUESS WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the Hives! MY HOUSE IS SOLD, PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that can only mean one thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GONNA BE MOVING DAY SOOOOOOON !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6618256762427943581?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6618256762427943581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6618256762427943581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6618256762427943581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6618256762427943581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/gay.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6748145994464301299</id><published>2007-11-11T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T02:42:36.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A SKIN DISEASE!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Well, not EXACTLY a disease but yea) &lt;/span&gt;Called Hives aka Urticaria. Its really !@#*()I@(W@(#&amp;amp;*(@!U#()!@U)!(@!*@(!!%^!^ ANNOYING, I FEEL LIKE BITING SOMEONE'S HEAD OFF. Someone just tie me down, i really cant get my hands to stop scratching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the hell are Hives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hives&lt;/i&gt; (medically known as &lt;i&gt;urticaria&lt;/i&gt;) are red, itchy, raised areas of skin that  appear in varying shapes and sizes. They range in size from a few millimeters to  several inches in diameter. Hives can be round, or they can form rings or large  patches. Hives can occur anywhere on the body, such as the trunk,  arms, and legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hallmark of hives is their tendency to change size  rapidly and to move around, disappearing in one place and reappearing in other  places, often in a matter of hours. An outbreak that looks impressive, even  alarming, first thing in the morning can be completely gone by noon, only to be  back in full force later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What causes Hives??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hives are produced by histamine and other  compounds released from cells called mast cells, which are a normal part of  skin. Histamine causes fluid to leak from the local blood vessels leading to swelling in the skin. Hives are very common. Although they can be&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; annoying&lt;/span&gt;, they usually resolve  on their own over a period of weeks, and are rarely medically serious. Some  hives are caused by allergies to such things as foods and medications, but the  large majority of cases are &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; allergic, and no specific cause for them  is ever found. Although this is frustrating to patients, such common maneuvers  as changing diet, soap, detergent, and makeup are usually not helpful in  preventing hives and for the most part are not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rash most commonly occurs among youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;But my Mom still has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP, IM GOING NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;because its so freaking itchy that its beyond itchy and it can make you go insane.&lt;br /&gt;ITS TAKING OVER ME, MY LIFE, MY MIND!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;SAVE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6748145994464301299?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6748145994464301299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6748145994464301299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6748145994464301299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6748145994464301299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/arghhhhhhhhh-i-have-skin-disease-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4001249826892925919</id><published>2007-11-09T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T07:55:21.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh hey !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom won the lifelong learners award under the individual category! I just arrived home after a hearty meal at Raffles Hotel with Mr. President. HAHA. He appears much smaller in size than on television. I mean all along he seemed ... kinda big. But he's cute lar, seriously. haha! Yeah so while dining we watched a performance by the winner and runner up of Campus Superstar(??) and The dancefloor. I am not a fan of these local competitions, just a constant onlooker. :D As the president was taking his grand leave, typical singaporeans dragged their husbads, wives, grandmother, grandfather and started snatching shots with him. Poor Mr. N, even i felt irritated. Yeah, and this Mediacorp manager said something to me that didn't leave a good impression. I mean, she makes me think shes either trying to act smart or just being.. an idiot. Basically, thats how it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed now, G'night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4001249826892925919?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4001249826892925919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4001249826892925919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4001249826892925919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4001249826892925919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/eh-hey-my-mom-won-lifelong-learners.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4575549811396264866</id><published>2007-11-03T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T08:57:06.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can no longer blog in peace because my mother and brother knows about this blog. Its all my brother's fault. I wanna change my url. -.-&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And y'know what? My brother ate a Menstrual Panadol when he had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4575549811396264866?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4575549811396264866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4575549811396264866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4575549811396264866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4575549811396264866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-can-no-longer-blog-in-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6509140684904814016</id><published>2007-10-31T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:34:04.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Picture Perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so disappointed with the TV series Nightmares and Dreamscapes. The very first episode was so intriguing but it only gets worse every week. And i was so happy about this whole show. Steven King, you've let me down. I guess i expected too much from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having plenty of nightmares lately. Not one has been a pleasant one. None with those pink fluffy clouds, the blue blue sky, green green grass and cute little bunnies hopping around. :( I just dreamt that i dropped to NA last night and started sobbing my arse out. I guess this must be the cause of the overwhelming stress and tension rising upon me. The big O keeps lingering in my mind. Whenever i've got nothing on my hands to do, i think i'm too free and have a feeling that something needs to be done and i just sit there pressurizing myself. I think i need some therapy. Anyway, i'm so sick of sushi and sashimi. I am not gonna eat sushi for the rest of this year, i swear. Okay, I've not mentioned anything about my results. Hmmm, I am glad to say i've improved. But there's still room for much much more. And under the teacher's comments stated a sentence " Estee is a pleasant and quiet girl. She needs to learn how to speak out more " I tell you, NO ONE, NOT ONE LIVING, BREATHING, HEART PUMPING SOUL agrees with it. They keep saying " Wtf, QUIET?!? PLEASANT?! SHE SPEAKS OUT MORE THAN ENOUGH. " Hahaha. I myself couldn't stand that statement cause it was totally untrue. You see, i couldn't lie to myself. Being a true Ping Yian, integrity IS my foundation. I told my FM that i've been talking during her lessons most of the time and that she has not seen the other side of me yet. She didn't believe me and said that maybe i was speaking softly and told me to reveal my other side. Thats odd.. from what i remember, i could have sworn having flashbacks of myself laughing like a gorilla and talking like nobody's business. Oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news, good news! My Mom may be changing my RAM or perhaps buy a brand new com? Hehehehehe. Yes, she MAY be but there's still this ray of hope right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels as if the holiday's ending already.&lt;br /&gt;...what the hell's wrong with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6509140684904814016?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6509140684904814016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6509140684904814016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6509140684904814016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6509140684904814016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-so-disappointed-with-tv-series.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5606173828137301762</id><published>2007-10-16T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:09:59.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHAHAHAHHAHAHAA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST SPENT 3 !@#$%^*() HOURS SENDING AN EMAIL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My computer sucks like nobody's business. It can't even send a pathetic email. What kind of sick computer can't do that?! I bet even a second hand computer will work 10 times better than mine. Its loads every 30 minutes, lags every second and wastes my precious time. You know what this means? I NEED A BRAND NEW ONE. NO MORE REPAIRS CAUSE IT DOESN'T WORK. Faulty ningkumpoot. This is a desperate situation k. I've been living with this horror for about 18 months. Heheheheheh, time to pester my Motherr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing's peculiar though. I'm still able to blog at such a miserable state.Know what i should do now?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Just chill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like you know the mac advertisment. HAHAHAHA, i suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May the force be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5606173828137301762?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5606173828137301762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5606173828137301762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5606173828137301762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5606173828137301762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahahahahhahahaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4565879351918600741</id><published>2007-10-13T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T06:39:36.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;betrayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey there, how was your day?&lt;br /&gt;mine was kinda eventful. in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, apparently something childish happened in the morning that ruined the rest of my day. just thinking of it makes my blood boil, close to evaporation. puerile losers. secondly, my pooch went missing. it squeezed through &lt;em&gt;the-like-so-many&lt;/em&gt; grails of my house, and escaped free. i didn't realise till in the late afternoon as i was so engrossed watching vcds. the moment i realised, i ran out of the house and started searching. i was close to tears yknow. wtf. i was damn pissed yet sad yet.. i dont know lahh. i searched till my feet had blisters. well, fear not, Oscar chanced upon these really kind hearted people. (: they found him, brought him home, called SPCA (unfortunately they couldn't contribute much help), bathed him, stayed outside their house in hopes that maybe someone would pass by looking for him. and yeaaaaaaaaaah, after a long search, we were reunited. haha. they are freaking friendly people man, shit, makes me feel so guilty. i can't thank them enough. and it disappoints me to actually realise how unhelpful the spca is. to think i used to love that organisation, even supported it in some camp in primary school. AHHHH. *throws all my spca items away* anyway, i saw a big group of construction workers playing criket at the backyard during my search. how cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh dear, mr leow(physics teacher) just can't wait to share or rather, spread the good news regarding my physics results. one day i went so school and everyone started telling me the same thing. EH ESTEE YOU GOT *insert number* FOR PHYSICS LEH. mr leow you gay peanut. neh, i love him. anyway, the outcome didnt hit me as any sort of suprise. i failed, and im the lowest. beat that. hahahahaha. yeah yeah yeah, i admit i didn't study. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;duh&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; i scanned through a few pages, literally gave up and jumped to cross stitching. lrrh. whatever, i just hope that will be the only big red mark. ESPECIALLY A MATH. PLEASE LA PLEASEEEEE. i dont know who im pleading, but PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your hols peaps. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: dont mind the really giant fonts from my previous posts. no, i do not think you have really poor eyesight, just lazy to edit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4565879351918600741?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4565879351918600741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4565879351918600741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4565879351918600741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4565879351918600741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/10/hey-there-how-was-your-day-mine-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4671513073168993724</id><published>2007-10-08T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T03:51:42.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RwoK-GIhkFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LTqgLAxkz8Y/s1600-h/dad"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118915988374523986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RwoK-GIhkFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LTqgLAxkz8Y/s320/dad%27scake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats.. my Dad's birthday cake. My uncle deliberately ordered it. Wth. The person wanted to write the my dad's christian name. But no, my aunt suggested his chinese name. Yu Bao Liang. Next, the person was about to place chocolate sticks on it. My uncle stopped her, requested for flowers. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Zomg, people, this must be the coolest cake you've ever seen man. Initially, my uncle had this gay plan of icing the whole cake pink with flowers. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEET MY MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118914407826559042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RwoJiGIhkEI/AAAAAAAAAT8/75QEG8OYPHc/s400/DSC01042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smoochie Woochie! HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alright cheeseballs, just 2 more goddamit papers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give it everything you've got. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;K, im superbly excitedxz for mui cousin's BBQ on friday. The Sambal stingray. Irresistable. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4671513073168993724?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4671513073168993724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4671513073168993724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4671513073168993724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4671513073168993724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RwoK-GIhkFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LTqgLAxkz8Y/s72-c/dad%27scake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-379368423561501495</id><published>2007-10-05T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T04:17:06.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The world's a battlefield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My tuition teacher spent like 45 mins of tuition time giving me one of those typical talks about life. Thooooough she wasn't hired for that purpose, thank god it illuminated me, if not, i'd demand refund. She began with how her students under her would usually score for maths. I don't know how, but cohesively, she managed to link it all the way to her own sons, JC, work, business and future. Even about her own life. It all made much sense and its seriously scaring me. I started to search into deep thoughts about how my future would be like. Random but possible scenes of my life twenty years down the road flashing through my mind. Its worrying. :( There's just too many sufferable consequences to face in the future if i don't work hard now AND more importantly, plan for it. No human would enjoy worrying about these stuff, but we have to! If you want to lead a good life. And im sure every one would like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digressing from those stressful issues, life's been pretty good these days. :D Even though its the exam period, i feel a load of pressure being lifted off my chest for some strange reason. But well, good things always come to an end. I can just see that dreadful day approaching. The agony. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend studying, cheeseballs!&lt;br /&gt;taaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-379368423561501495?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/379368423561501495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=379368423561501495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/379368423561501495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/379368423561501495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/10/worlds-battlefield-my-tuition-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5921429162948689145</id><published>2007-09-26T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:03:19.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ravalina&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(hope i spelled that right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Naz guy from the band Ravalina in the show Live The Dream is working in my Mom's company! HAHAHA. That petite yet adorable little mommy's boy is working as a nurse. Muahahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yknow, i used to wear size 4 north star shoes. Now i've shrunk to size 3. As long as my height doesn't shrink, i'm fine. I'm short enough. Reduce me any further and you won't see me anymore. Sometimes i really ponder about how it feels like being UP THERE. Or maybe what the view would be like. A  whole new feel? Or maybe being able to spot more stuff at a higher view? I should stop, i sound pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paid a visit to the Old Folks Home as a part of CIP. I have no idea why in the world they're making us do CIP the week before EOY. Nutters. But it turned out to be kinda cool. I find the elderly kinda cute. Seriously. LOL. Well, most of them are. Don't ask me why though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time is running out fast. Gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tc all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5921429162948689145?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5921429162948689145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5921429162948689145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5921429162948689145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5921429162948689145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/ravalina-hope-i-spelled-that-right-naz.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8365507655815471942</id><published>2007-09-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T06:35:32.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rve68l4vBUI/AAAAAAAAATk/N2ueydoiwjQ/s1600-h/000107zt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113761452027479362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rve68l4vBUI/AAAAAAAAATk/N2ueydoiwjQ/s320/000107zt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaa, the medicine the doctor gave me stated " May be drousy ". HELLO?!?! ERROR. I think they should edit it to " Extremely drousy ". It knocked me out dead for such a long time, i couldn't wake up in the morning. Yeah, i woke up for 1 or 2 seconds if thats gonna count. Alarm woke me up at 6am, opened my eyes and closed it for what i thought would be a second. But i fell asleep till 11am. I guess i should try taking half a pill tonight, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought my dogs to get their microchips jabbed in. The needle is &lt;em&gt;shite&lt;/em&gt;nning fat. God, i can just feel the needle piercing through mine. I'll cry man. My dogs are such brave lil pooches. *patpat* And my Schnauzer is in heat. Its hormones are raging and getting outta control. It keeps humping my other male dog. Eee. Horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if Dan Brown is some christian critic in real life. All his books are so insulting(towards the christian). I mean, what sort of person would manage to fabricate such stories about Jesus if he has nothing against him? I think it should only be permitted to strong believers of christ. If not they might not be able to take those statements in the book and start protesting. LOL. Who cares, I love Jodi Picoult, Dan Brown and JAMES FREYYYYYYYYY. *cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading's good for health, :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8365507655815471942?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8365507655815471942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8365507655815471942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8365507655815471942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8365507655815471942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/waaaaaaaaaa-medicine-doctor-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rve68l4vBUI/AAAAAAAAATk/N2ueydoiwjQ/s72-c/000107zt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-696254301241601791</id><published>2007-09-23T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T03:56:13.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People, stop getting the wrong idea about Joel and i k. Its all Tahir's fault!! (you're gonna die a terrible death) He went to spout nonsense to Joel, and i guess Joel gullibly believed him. Joel, it was everyone's idea to sing the song alright. Not only mine. Zomg. :/ Spare me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-696254301241601791?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/696254301241601791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=696254301241601791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/696254301241601791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/696254301241601791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/people-stop-getting-wrong-idea-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6412235318615110276</id><published>2007-09-22T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:39:07.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhh. Some dumb insect bit my left ear and caused it to swell! Wth. It swelled till you can't see those different "sections" at your pinna. It just look like a piece of meat stuck to the side of your head. -.- Bloody insect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6412235318615110276?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6412235318615110276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6412235318615110276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6412235318615110276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6412235318615110276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-752632696172400013</id><published>2007-09-18T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:23:53.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joke of the day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yilian are gonna be judges for this coming thursday's show and tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news! Cai lao shi no longer picks on me anymore. Everytime i see her, im sincerely happy and have this sudden urge to call her. HAHAAHHAHA. Once she asked me why i do that, i told her that it makes me happy to see her. Then she started saying about how rare students would do that these days. AND SHE SORT OF HUGGED ME. HAAHAHHAAHHA. ASKED ME TO BE HER DAUGHTER. But of course shes kidding lah. I swear shes the only teacher i do this sort of special greeting to. Shes funny when she describes chinese characters with her exaggerated actions. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-752632696172400013?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/752632696172400013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=752632696172400013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/752632696172400013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/752632696172400013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/joke-of-day-me-and-yilian-are-gonna-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7217708672643606805</id><published>2007-09-17T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:05:13.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ungrateful brat i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, just showed my Mom my report card and her face was just filled with such utter disappointment. That look alone was strong enough to make me feel my worst. To think i was so satisfied and comforted by the fact that i had improved. Now i feel that none of it matters because my Mom isn't proud of it. It never even occured to me that what my Mom thought would matter that much. After all she's done for me with her hard earned money, this is what i give her. bullshit(!) Eaaaahhh, marveling this isn't gonna get me far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward, let go of all restrictions, work hard and strive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and scream at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7217708672643606805?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7217708672643606805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7217708672643606805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7217708672643606805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7217708672643606805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-mood-bad-mood-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6776301805574122606</id><published>2007-09-10T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:26:41.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COMMON TEST RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really satisfied with my Geog and Chem results this time. No sulking at the sight of my paper or having the urge to shred it to pieces. I beamed with joy at the sight of them. Except for my Physics, as disappointing and lousy as always. Theres still English, E math and SS paper to anticipate for. Didn't wanna drag my lazy arse out of bed today, but the excitment of my common test results spurred me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i may be shifting house again! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Congratulations, Honey, you've manage to earn yourself a grudge from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shite you smelly backsides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6776301805574122606?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6776301805574122606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6776301805574122606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6776301805574122606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6776301805574122606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/common-test-results-im-really-satisfied.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-118204427780883533</id><published>2007-09-07T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:16:22.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its finally a friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This week's been so tiring for me. Sacrificed my whole week of holiday. Had NCO pre-camp training from Monday to Thursday. (at Newton!) And usually i'll have tuition after NCO. As for today, there was band. FINALLY TWO DAYS FOR ME TO REST AND RECUPERATE. But not exactly two days cause there's a pile of homework waiting for my attention. Yeaah, regarding the NCO pre-camp training, we only manage to do sectionals, so it was music all the way. Though i think i've made a handful of new friends! Lovely bunch of people. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is just one of the typical moments in life when i'm struggling with my emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-118204427780883533?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/118204427780883533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=118204427780883533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/118204427780883533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/118204427780883533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-finally-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7267037901638804463</id><published>2007-09-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T06:10:27.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I NEED A NEW BOOK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM FINISHING &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ALREADY. AHHHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUNGRY HUNGRY DESPERATE DESPERATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Science tuition was so horrible today. Grr, my &lt;em&gt;"sexy naughty bitchy"&lt;/em&gt; tuition teacher just wouldn't let me off Physics. Then he started relating me to one of Newton's law yknow! (?!?!) I was eagerly desperate for him to leave, i started giving him agonized faces. AHAHAHAHA. Which of course didn't work. My mind just switches off when it comes to Physics ok. Thats Estee's law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEWTON LAR, ALL YOUR FAULT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T FRIEND YOU ALREADY. (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/37405617-7267037901638804463?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7267037901638804463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7267037901638804463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7267037901638804463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7267037901638804463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-new-book-im-finishing-ps-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-286560899051613023</id><published>2007-09-02T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:38:09.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feelin' bored?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/theimpossiblequiz.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.addictinggames.com/theimpossiblequiz.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE FUN MAN, SUCKER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHA. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-286560899051613023?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/286560899051613023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=286560899051613023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/286560899051613023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/286560899051613023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/09/feelin-bored-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-137258704205726019</id><published>2007-08-13T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T07:37:58.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been awhile since i entered my crappy world of crappyness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't think of anything to blog about these days. No, its because im not even attempting to do so. Not that life's been boring k. haha. So don't expect much posts from now on. Till the drive of blogging hits me again. Which i can't predict when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May the force be with you. \L/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-137258704205726019?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/137258704205726019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=137258704205726019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/137258704205726019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/137258704205726019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/08/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6823948576404223137</id><published>2007-08-10T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:11:29.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrvuF18WZ7I/AAAAAAAAATU/raMYCjJ0VGE/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096929187446810546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrvuF18WZ7I/AAAAAAAAATU/raMYCjJ0VGE/s400/DSC00640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chelsea, Qiurong and Jolene came to stay over after my science tuition. I introduced them to frog leg porridge and they liked it. ^^ Had some barbequed wings too. But the best stuff were the donuts we bought. There's a shop called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Munchy Donuts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; located just nearby my house. Qiurong even commented that they're better than donut factory. Success! LAWL. We bought flavours such as Banana Chocolate, Typhoon Oreo, Cheese, Strawberry strip, O'shiok(dark chocolate). They still had green tea(?!), cinnamon, strawberry yoghurt etc. HEHEHEHEHEHEH. Played uno stacko, twister and monopoly. I can't even believe i watched a japanese drama series, 1 litre of tears. Everyone dropped dead at around 3am. We've not had a good night sleep ever since tuesday because of all the national day events. Anyway, we're deciding whether to go ECP later on. Wanted to watch Rush Hour 3 with our fellow band mates but we're low on cash. Serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till then! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6823948576404223137?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6823948576404223137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6823948576404223137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6823948576404223137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6823948576404223137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrvuF18WZ7I/AAAAAAAAATU/raMYCjJ0VGE/s72-c/DSC00640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7684428074199509527</id><published>2007-08-08T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T06:00:43.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"EMO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kampong Ubi performance means waking up as early as 4.30am tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and after that i've got both math and science tuition. That means sacrificing 4 1/2 hours. I'll be so exhausted, my brain won't even function properly. Spare me. Y.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*starts slitting wrists*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7684428074199509527?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7684428074199509527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7684428074199509527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7684428074199509527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7684428074199509527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/08/leave-me-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1743359655200473594</id><published>2007-08-03T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:34:41.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO x 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES, I FINALLY HAVE THE TIME TO UPDATE. Wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What should i start with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUTWARD BOUND SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So overall, OBS really rawked. People who chose not to go, you're really missing out a once in a lifetime experience. HAHA. The first day was all about getting to know each other. And things started off really slow. There was fusion of 3 different schools in my group. Ping Yi, Serangoon and Marsiling. [: &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;And the people who made the 5 days worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENJAMIN&lt;br /&gt;HAKEEM&lt;br /&gt;NISSA&lt;br /&gt;NURUL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOLENE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASYRAF&lt;br /&gt;JI YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAO KANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESTEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KENNY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAI KIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAI CHIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LELA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESMOND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOSEPH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ISKANDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course our instructor, &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Li Shan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shan't go into detail, i can't anyway. haha. So i'll post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, guess what. On the first day, i already managed to embarrass myself. I fell down in the camp site. It was a tragic fall k. I was running and tripped over the nylon cord used to pitch the tent. My whole body practically propelled forward and lay flat on the ground. Though i made a speedy recovery, people still managed to detect me and started laughing. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094116391889823042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrHv3l8WZUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kpurufv8Ojk/s400/MP+-+AGQ+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094116877221127506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrHwT18WZVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GRiJ7T4_SFs/s400/MP+-+AGQ.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094117697559881058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrHxDl8WZWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MzzdZW9Q9qI/s400/MP+-+AGQ+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2: Did rock climbing and learned how to belay our members. At around noon, we moved out of our comfort zone. Camped in an open area where wild boars and dogs ran free. Lawl. We didnt bathe that night till the next evening. And lucky for me, i didn't have the urge to output. We had to do it in the open area with all the grass poking into your pitiful butt. And Hakeem contributed some fertilizer to the grass that night. Jolene, Wai Kit and i were the cooks that evening. And i personally think that it was the best dinner throughout the camp. Efficient and tasty. LAWL. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 3: Kayaked for approximately 7-8 hours. Combed nearly 19km of Pulau Ubin. And i worked with a good partner, Asyraf. We naturally knew whether to paddle on the left or right. Turn or whatever. And this worked out as a big advantage. haha. Our destination was to arrive at Camp 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094430852215367266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMN3l8WZmI/AAAAAAAAAQs/955GMhIB5VY/s400/MP+-+AGQ+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094127313991656818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrH5zV8WZXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/uDWMJ0L9QE0/s400/MP+-+Trekking+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; LOOK AT OUR BAG. IT WEIGHS LIKE 10KG OR MORE LEH. I've been lugging around 1/4 of my weight for 8 hours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094397776672220546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrLvyV8WZYI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Ruqchg9cNMo/s400/MP+-+Trekking+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, Estee was navigating. ^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094398253413590418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrLwOF8WZZI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ovj1pwGwg84/s400/MP+-+Trekking.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094398485341824418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrLwbl8WZaI/AAAAAAAAAPM/s2KzU7IV7h8/s400/MP+-+Trekking+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094399236961101234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrLxHV8WZbI/AAAAAAAAAPU/1EAZt3xB5s8/s400/MP+-+Trekking+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094402715884611010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrL0R18WZcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wLZKgnMckxY/s400/DSC07594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094431505050396274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMOdl8WZnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pCYldfWfvIE/s400/DSC07597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Came across this along the way. And i think it sounds totally wrong. Horny sign. Especially oh... yeh oh... yeh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094420990970455506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrME5l8WZdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hyCNpKDrYng/s400/MP+-+Trekking+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Trekked up the tallest hill in Pulau Ubin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094421991697835490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMFz18WZeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/IPfXYdQ__1A/s400/DSC07606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094423181403776498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMG5F8WZfI/AAAAAAAAAP0/amHLHNnPgqI/s400/DSC07610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094425316002522626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMI1V8WZgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/AhAGWBE-iuE/s400/DSC07611.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The scenery from up there. A refreshing sight. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094426952385062418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMKUl8WZhI/AAAAAAAAAQE/XMMqb7elK0w/s400/MP+-+Trekking,+Puaka+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094427433421399586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMKwl8WZiI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ewlv8XA3kWs/s400/MP+-+Trekking,+Puaka+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094428107731265074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMLX18WZjI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kaunNDg9IQ0/s400/MP+-+Trekking,+Puaka+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Actually, we were on a mission while trekking up this hill. Our mission was to save uncle marco polo. And our tents were representing him. haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094428554407863874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMLx18WZkI/AAAAAAAAAQc/tyCgKlfU8gw/s400/MP+-+Trekking,+Puaka.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094428979609626194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMMKl8WZlI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tSbPU0WlCjY/s400/MP+-+Trekking,+Puaka,+Boys+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The Jungle boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We arrived back at camp 2. And boy, were we relieved and proud of ourselves. Had a simple toast with water and had a break. But during that break.. the boys decided to play with counter pain. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094432376928757378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMPQV8WZoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OV3aJuLtkew/s400/MP+-+Aft+Trekking+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Joseph, Desmond and Benjamin doing jumping jacks. The effect of putting counter pain on guy's tits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094432875144963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMPtV8WZpI/AAAAAAAAARE/6osVhAbYeds/s400/MP+-+Aft+Trekking.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Joseph and i ready for a ride!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094433235922216610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMQCV8WZqI/AAAAAAAAARM/-wMCCxs7GXo/s400/DSC07637.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;GOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094433914527049394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMQp18WZrI/AAAAAAAAARU/O7Kvvi_-qYE/s400/MP+-+Aft+Trekking+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;AHAHAHAHHAA. IT WAS DAMN FUN MAN. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later that night, it was photo session time. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094435851557299906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMSal8WZsI/AAAAAAAAARc/--jWwdK0_1Q/s400/MP+-+HQ+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094436663306118866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMTJ18WZtI/AAAAAAAAARk/I6fjp-I0TBM/s400/MP+-+HQ+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094437891666765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMURV8WZuI/AAAAAAAAARs/GH-BVCS1ptc/s400/MP+-+HQ+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094439334775777010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMVlV8WZvI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8tWJYNr2WDk/s400/MP+-+HQ+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094440210949105410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMWYV8WZwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/XXpzWBV4rks/s400/MP+-+HQ+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094440996928120594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMXGF8WZxI/AAAAAAAAASE/X9OxtOH15xU/s400/DSC07670.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The last night together. Aww. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But who knew that our instructor specially arranged a nightwalk for us in the jungle that night? We had to walk in 1 by 1 and enter a maze. Find our way out on our own. We were the only watch(group) which got this leisure. ITS REALLY EXCITING. Not scary at all. Serious! I personally think band camp night walks are worse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 5:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094441933230991138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMX8l8WZyI/AAAAAAAAASM/szTmyTa4PXc/s400/Lela,+Nissa,+Nabillah,+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lela, Nissa, Nurul, Asyraf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094442367022688050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMYV18WZzI/AAAAAAAAASU/PILpKlHNXqs/s400/Nissa,+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nissa, Asyraf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094458863992072082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMnWF8WZ5I/AAAAAAAAATE/n7CUUOPjsvs/s400/DSC00594.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ah, this one you don't need to know. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094450123733624642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMfZV8WZ0I/AAAAAAAAASc/3UQWCkdXBww/s400/Me,+Estee.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Asyraf, me. MY KAYAKING PARTNER! HE RAWKS ZARRRRRRRRR!! [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094451210360350546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMgYl8WZ1I/AAAAAAAAASk/cgbAB_PT81c/s400/Me,+Jolene.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Asyraf, Jolene&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094455273399412578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMkFF8WZ2I/AAAAAAAAASs/AgOF7NNF5Wk/s400/Me,+Benjamin.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Asyraf, Benjamin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094457983523776386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMmi18WZ4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/_3Utz8AB_3c/s400/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nissa, me, Asyraf, Desmond&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094459220474357666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMnq18WZ6I/AAAAAAAAATM/IGQ_YrdVAas/s400/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094456239767054194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrMk9V8WZ3I/AAAAAAAAAS0/cRTC9m-p7pM/s400/MP+-+Last+Day.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our very last group picture with our certificates we've earned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those 5 days was indeed a memorable experience. I'll never forget what we've been through. Its definately one of the best moments of my life. Its been 1 week, but we're still contacting each other. I really miss every single one of them. Even the trouble makers, Kenny and Ji You. Feel like returning back to Pulau Ubin. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits to Nissa for the pictures! [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1743359655200473594?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1743359655200473594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1743359655200473594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1743359655200473594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1743359655200473594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-x-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RrHv3l8WZUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kpurufv8Ojk/s72-c/MP+-+AGQ+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6697860926849576618</id><published>2007-07-30T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T06:23:20.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello fellow humans, schedule's been rather tight these few days thus the lack of updates. I'll update soon i hope. I'm afraid that by the time i have time to update, i'll forget everything about OBS. Nah, how can i. It was such an unforgetable experience. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6697860926849576618?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6697860926849576618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6697860926849576618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6697860926849576618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6697860926849576618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-fellow-humans-schedules-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-935118410844363500</id><published>2007-07-22T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T08:03:46.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTWARD BOUND SINGAPORE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited. VERY VERY VERY excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel so smothered by all these excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't breathe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright people, i know you guys are gonna hate this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But IT IS time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me to come to the saddest, most pathetic part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, my fellow friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to say GOOD-BYE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;\L/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K lah, see ya poopers in 5 days. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090036190138492210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqNw8l8WZTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VH4wtfy9BdY/s400/Safetrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww, look! Nicoline wishes me good bye too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How sweet. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-935118410844363500?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/935118410844363500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=935118410844363500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/935118410844363500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/935118410844363500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/outward-bound-singapore-im-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqNw8l8WZTI/AAAAAAAAAOU/VH4wtfy9BdY/s72-c/Safetrip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2035984661472382400</id><published>2007-07-20T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T10:20:47.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Intruder of Temasek Primary for the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Together with Jolene, Tahir, Wah Jing, Joel and Siti, we went to their primary school's carnival. Hahaha. Wah Jing was another illegal immigrant. My partner in crime. K, there were many other  intruders beside us anyway. Lawl. &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;I shall start my post with a really cute picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089308229789988850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDa3uUat_I/AAAAAAAAALk/gKyXadDr7vQ/s400/IMAGE_00002-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OK, LETS MOVE ON. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089326565005375810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDri-UauUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y3Dyoazirbw/s400/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Peeking into their journals, reading their innocent minds. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDgzeUauBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1NdzAagnj9I/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089314753845311506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDgzeUauBI/AAAAAAAAAL0/1NdzAagnj9I/s400/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I like his entries. Damn... cute(?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDhIuUauCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n4j3HOAI8C0/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089315118917531682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDhIuUauCI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n4j3HOAI8C0/s400/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahir sliding down the railings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was deprived from this fun for 6 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDi3uUauEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/D8vFxJLJecg/s1600-h/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089317025883011138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDi3uUauEI/AAAAAAAAAMM/D8vFxJLJecg/s400/DSC00538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDjq-UauFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kD4-7V5ntBU/s1600-h/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089317906351306834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDjq-UauFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kD4-7V5ntBU/s400/DSC00540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joel's gay smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDkzeUauGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JN_E8L2BMJ8/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089319151891822690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDkzeUauGI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JN_E8L2BMJ8/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDlOeUauHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FehHp_cLqkE/s1600-h/DSC00542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089319615748290674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDlOeUauHI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FehHp_cLqkE/s320/DSC00542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUDOKU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDlpeUauII/AAAAAAAAAMs/645QubSJIJY/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089320079604758658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDlpeUauII/AAAAAAAAAMs/645QubSJIJY/s400/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doesn't Denise resemble her? :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnJeUauLI/AAAAAAAAANE/8G3BdK66Wrc/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089321728872200370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnJeUauLI/AAAAAAAAANE/8G3BdK66Wrc/s400/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Notice something near Joel's crotch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnheUauMI/AAAAAAAAANM/9uAXYRr4oWM/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089322141189060802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnheUauMI/AAAAAAAAANM/9uAXYRr4oWM/s320/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnxOUauNI/AAAAAAAAANU/ewEl005hMy0/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089322411772000466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDnxOUauNI/AAAAAAAAANU/ewEl005hMy0/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tahir secretly entered the general office. And he's proud.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDoXuUauOI/AAAAAAAAANc/a6V8x6QN-Xw/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089323073196964066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDoXuUauOI/AAAAAAAAANc/a6V8x6QN-Xw/s400/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay, bubbles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089323627247745266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDo3-UauPI/AAAAAAAAANk/V8lUVEtc-Pk/s400/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089324112579049730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDpUOUauQI/AAAAAAAAANs/CKmKjmKQ3_0/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089325255040350482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDqWuUauRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/e-97ipFwriY/s400/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089325804796164386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDq2uUauSI/AAAAAAAAAN8/J2iKphVvlv4/s400/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089326152688515378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDrK-UauTI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qOq3RYG6hs4/s400/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've had fun. ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2035984661472382400?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2035984661472382400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2035984661472382400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2035984661472382400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2035984661472382400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/intruder-of-temasek-primary-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RqDa3uUat_I/AAAAAAAAALk/gKyXadDr7vQ/s72-c/IMAGE_00002-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6783831883794377588</id><published>2007-07-18T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:05:06.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAKEELA! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'RE NOW 20 YEARS OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LRRRRRRRRRRRRRRH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rp4NfOUat-I/AAAAAAAAALc/-737_9biae0/s1600-h/17072007318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088519459046078434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rp4NfOUat-I/AAAAAAAAALc/-737_9biae0/s320/17072007318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, this is your suprise. Like it? YOU GOT TO LOVE IT. Aren't you happy that everyday is your birthday. =B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, i came specially to post this for Shakeela Parvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suksanari, a thailand band came for an exchange programme today. Nothing much to say. But they remind me of the bodindecha band. Feel like going to Thailand again. The land of a thousand smiles. LOL. Sounds kinda scary, right? Perhaps its because im imagining a thousand exaggerated smiles. Arh, whatever. Wooooeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm gonna have to bring a paper bag to school on the 8th of august. I don't wanna collect my prize. I'm so embarrassed. Just kill me now, please. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;IM SO ADDICTED TO THE FRUIT TREE MANGO JUICE.&lt;br /&gt;MANGO JUICE FOR LIFE! LAWL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6783831883794377588?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6783831883794377588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6783831883794377588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6783831883794377588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6783831883794377588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-shakeela-youre-now-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rp4NfOUat-I/AAAAAAAAALc/-737_9biae0/s72-c/17072007318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2813908611329661545</id><published>2007-07-16T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T07:42:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*()&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAND FIESTA WAS DA BOMB!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087771915693242306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RptlmeUat8I/AAAAAAAAALM/7WgfUvkNEXg/s320/P1020598.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Woodwinds [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The moment we got on stage, it started drizzling. Spectators were all prepared to leave till PYMB grabbed their attention. All steps halted and eyes were fixed in our direction. Its almost as if they forgot all about the rain and held back their thoughts to seek shelter. MWAHAHAHA. Whats even better was that they stood up to watch us. K, so maybe it was because of the wet ground. LAWL. Screams from our dear supporters could be heard too. ^^ I really enjoyed myself. The last time i felt so good was since the SYF indoor. Its great to have this feeling once in a while. [: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After our performance ended, i could feel this bursting energy that surged through me. Instead of feeling fatigue, i felt charged up. I was urged to go through the whole sequence again. Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All the whacky gimmicks and litres of sweat produced. Woooh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My favourite part is when we return back to school, take off our uniforms soaked with sour sweat and start sniffing each other. HAHAHA, just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time to digress a little. There's this new trend thats currently starting to occur among the band members. After every performance, they'll tend to......... &lt;em&gt;*cough*&lt;/em&gt; the next day. This is not a good thing and everyone should really kick this bad habit. lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to all friends who came down to support us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You is rawks, people&lt;/em&gt;. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After everything, im freakin' exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE PYMB AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We is rocks, stone, pebbles. \M/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2813908611329661545?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2813908611329661545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2813908611329661545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2813908611329661545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2813908611329661545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/band-fiesta-was-da-bomb-moment-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RptlmeUat8I/AAAAAAAAALM/7WgfUvkNEXg/s72-c/P1020598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5500065949058703324</id><published>2007-07-14T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T05:43:57.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAND FIESTA TOMORROW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COME DOWN TO SUPPORT US! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOTATICAL GARDENS AT 5PM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOYEAAAAAAAAAAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love all the whacky gimmicks. I can still feel the music and i feel like bobbing my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm getting so fidgetive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The excitment inside me is getting out of control. Can't wait for tomorrow. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My family may be going down to support tomorrow. MWAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i didn't get pranked today. Instead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nassriq called me and sang the lyrics of a chinese advertisment for at least 15 times. Damn act cute sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I bet Chelsea and Qiurong were the culprits. HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Annoying Assmoles. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PYMB ALL THE WAYYYY!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5500065949058703324?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5500065949058703324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5500065949058703324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5500065949058703324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5500065949058703324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/band-fiesta-tomorrow-come-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1059434162307572746</id><published>2007-07-12T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T07:00:11.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpYzO-UatzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FauqVC7Bqbk/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086309161501374258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpYzO-UatzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FauqVC7Bqbk/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shut up, i like my apple tree. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i just thought the name timothy suited my 'squirrel'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No relation to Tim Tan Yew hau whatsoever. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're gonna play tchoukball for PE this whole term. And girls, this is a reason for you people to start moving your legs. Come on, be more active lehh. Stop forming clusters with your cliques in the court and disperse! Instead of running away from the miserable ball, go for it. Be more sporting lar, the ball won't eat you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait for OBS man. Really. Just imagining the hot sun, capsizing ourselves in the sea, lugging a 10kg bag with us through trekking and sweating myself dry really excites me. That sounds a lil bit insane lah. But im just stating the fact. NOT TO MENTION KAYAKING! I bet it'll be a damn good experience. Hoping to learn something there too. But i also heard something even more interesting. We're only going to eat vegetables and rice? Shiok. SEE, do you regret not listening to your parents and eat your greens when you were young?! Lucky for me, i eat my veggies. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, speaking of veggies, it reminds me of what Cai lao shi said during lesson today. She told us about how fibres make our shiat really soft. So that you won't be constipated or whatever. Then she said vegetables and fruits are good sources of fibre. I was thinking... does that mean all vegetarians output are all soft and mushy? LAWL. Okay enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daniel and i have the same phone. SLIM SHADY, W880I. And we were comparing our high scores for the game Quadrapop. His score was higher like a million times than mine. I was too embarrassed about my scores so he played for me in his handphone, got new high scores. WITH MY NAME THERE. AHAHAHAHAHA. I OWN LIKE 3 PLACES IN HIS PHONE. MWAHAHAHA. He took 2 days to complete this mission. Daniel rawks lah. Has good taste in music too. He has yet to send me one song thats not my type. For that, he's earned himself the cool award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;k, cheers, bye. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1059434162307572746?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1059434162307572746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1059434162307572746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1059434162307572746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1059434162307572746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/were-gonna-play-tchoukball-for-pe-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpYzO-UatzI/AAAAAAAAAKE/FauqVC7Bqbk/s72-c/DSC00508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4652398041298323686</id><published>2007-07-11T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T07:02:08.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpTKkHAqUhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5CzkawqPcgo/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085912600914055698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpTKkHAqUhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5CzkawqPcgo/s200/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heart shaped brownies and blueberry muffins made with love from the dearest Sherlina. Shes like the sweetest person on Earth mann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And wow, my mole caught so many people's attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahaha, thats so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Travelled all the way to beach road to buy our necessities for OBS today. There was Nassriq, Qiurong, Hakeem, Jolene, Timothy and me. Got pranked 2 times in a row. First was by Nassriq, Hakeem, Tim and Jolene. They pranked me with some made up fiction. Second time was by Chelsea, Joseph and Andrew. Prank called me. Shan't elaborate on the convo though. Walaoey, why must i be their victim. Pffft, rather used to it anyway. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got to study for SS now, so laterrrrr! [8&lt;/span&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Replies to tags:&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;Nissa: haha. so cool right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alicia: During chem lesson. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samantha: She has to go for some traning if im not wrong. Work those legs. Haha! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Joseph: Don't act decent okay, Joseph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CCR: Jia Wen even attempted to paste her mole back.. LRRH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sufi: Tahir kept saying it was getting bigger and more distinct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i panicked and started picking it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qiurong: Hahahaha, shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yiling: Short form.. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/37405617-4652398041298323686?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4652398041298323686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4652398041298323686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4652398041298323686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4652398041298323686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/heart-shaped-brownies-and-blueberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RpTKkHAqUhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5CzkawqPcgo/s72-c/DSC00494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7753633238974055855</id><published>2007-07-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T07:32:42.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo, my mole came out today.&lt;br /&gt;YES, MY MOLE. THE BROWN OR BLACK THINGY ON YOUR BODY. &gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;Long story lar, shall spare you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewed the band fiesta yesterday and almost the whole band wore green.&lt;br /&gt;So many people questioned us about the green theme.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't even know about live Earth.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO? DO YOU PEOPLE EVER WATCH CHANNEL 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to Plaza Sing with the intention of eating ljs after the fiesta was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was when i said some dumb stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: Eh, ljs no space leh, full house.&lt;br /&gt;Band Mates: Huh? what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ljs no space!!! the lj very small.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started roaring with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;For a second or two, i didn't realise what the joke was about. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrrrr, im so sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7753633238974055855?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7753633238974055855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7753633238974055855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7753633238974055855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7753633238974055855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/yo-my-mole-came-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4609584079368141921</id><published>2007-07-06T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:03:40.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rotten science tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She complained to my Mom that i ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Showed disinterest towards her teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gave her attitude&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No respect for her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Loserr. First of all, stop murmuring to yourself while teaching ME. You're not enlightening yourself, but me. I request you to speak louder, you increase your volume, but in an unhappy manner. You also told my Mom that you have NO CONFIDENCE to teach me? Trying to imply that im a hopeless kid? Or simply saying you're hopeless? I am more than willing to learn. I was trying to focus all my attention to you and processing whatever you said. You just can't teach lah alright. And get this people, she's giving up just after one miserable lesson with me. Fancy calling herself STAR TUTOR. Kiss my arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another teacher's gonna come and take her place next week because the loser can't do it. This time, shes gonna be a guy. Grah, i seem like some problematic kid who has serious attitude problems to them. I honestly don't think im &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; challenging to teach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4609584079368141921?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4609584079368141921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4609584079368141921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4609584079368141921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4609584079368141921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/stupid-science-tuition-teacher.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6975098605546331565</id><published>2007-07-05T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T06:54:10.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estee's been pretty hardworking these days. LRRH.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition on tuesday, wednesday and TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;Had two tuitions(math and sci) on wednesday. Double killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday tomorrow. That really eases me alot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Going to hang around East Coast(?) or Pasir Ris(?) park from Saturday till Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;With band mates. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;May be going to watch Band Fiesta in the late afternoon of Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be so fun, so fun. *jumps on my seat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not just one but a few have been asking me this question that really itches my nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annoying Humans: You going for OBS?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeaaaaah, why?&lt;br /&gt;Annoying Humans: ARE YOU SURE YOU CAN TAKE IT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they start fixing their big ogling eyes at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, you all got something against smaller sized people is it!&lt;br /&gt;Don't small see me i tell you. DON'T, JUST DON'T. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Wait till i prove you peabrains wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And a Happy Belated Birthday to Jowin Lee Jia Jin, the pea. [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6975098605546331565?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6975098605546331565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6975098605546331565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6975098605546331565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6975098605546331565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/estees-been-pretty-hardworking-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7460598371293158866</id><published>2007-07-02T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T08:04:15.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RokOy3AqUeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UUlcYWfUFew/s1600-h/P4110267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082609921387287010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RokOy3AqUeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UUlcYWfUFew/s200/P4110267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look at what its holding. A piccolo! [:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Worked my fats out for the whole day. Blading, playing lame games and walking far distances. I must make it a point to rollerblade every week man. This hobby will be difficult to maintain every week though. Whatever. School starts tomorrow again, blast it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And my gay ass brother just bought 2 Zara shirts and 1 CK bag. The CK bag is meant for females but there's a strap to pull out to use it as a sling. Wth, i am so gonna steal it for use one day. My airwalk bag which is&lt;em&gt; soon-to-be-mine&lt;/em&gt; also belongs to him. Hehe. Anyway, i wonder where he gets his money from. Its not like his monthly pay is very high. Why can't he learn to save? Ahahahaha, the pot calling the kettle black. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7460598371293158866?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7460598371293158866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7460598371293158866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7460598371293158866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7460598371293158866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/look-at-what-its-holding.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RokOy3AqUeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/UUlcYWfUFew/s72-c/P4110267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-352617228710923138</id><published>2007-07-01T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:25:46.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PYMB band instructor just got his own page in the newspapers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out the Sunday Times NS edition, page 14.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" FAT BOY SLIM " You'll see someone familiar. [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34kg lighter and the best recuit in his platoon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sho kewlz. ^^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-352617228710923138?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/352617228710923138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=352617228710923138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/352617228710923138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/352617228710923138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/07/check-out-sunday-times-ns-edition-page.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3603288227123486975</id><published>2007-06-30T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T08:54:13.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 3 days 2 nights had been a reasonably good learning experience for me. Honestly, i learned to appreciate what i have at home. Looking at the flithy toilets, the food with bloody irritating flies swarming all over it. The flies even dive into your drink and drown themselves. Wth. It was a nightmare. Okay, i exaggerated a little. But it really made me think about how lucky i was to have everything back at home. EEE, im so disgusted by myself now. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the activities were great. But unfortunately for me, i got a sucky trainer. What kind of dumb trainer doesn't even take the initiative to learn his/her group members names? I mean, isn't that the first thing you should do? Introduce yourselves to one another? Instead, he started talking about leeches. Wtf. And he as our leader isn't too sure of what he's doing. We're always the group thats left behind. All because our leader isn't leading. Every group had their leaders with them, but ours always seemed to be nowhere. His instructions aren't even clear. One thing good i have to say about him is that he's really concerned about our welfare. ONLY WHEN HE'S WITH US, duh. My group mates were pretty enthusiastic but most of the girls were malays and i couldn't understand their language for 3/4 the time. The guys were.. close to being useless. But i tried mixing around here and there. Yeahh. Although they had some organisation errors. Like not providing ample food for everyone. Only some groups gets suppers while some don't. That is totally unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did water trekking and waterfall trekking. The leeches didn't manage to suck my leg. MUAHAHAHA. Loser leeches. Half the time in the waterfall i was worrying about the leeches. And its damn shiok to wash your face with natural water. The feeling is like *aaaaahhhhhhhh*. Our journey in the forests always has to take at least 2 hours. There were damn steep slopes everywhere. Group mates had to help each other, if not they'll fall for sure. Other than trekking, did other activities like trying to balance yourself on the log and walk across(which i did succeed, HEHE), monkey bars, rafting etc. Sang lots and lots of campfire songs but only a few favourites still lingers in my mind. The songs are fun to sing along to. I feel so gay saying this. But i really feel that way. Its true, i mean every single word i say. IM SERIOUS, FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART!! Gayness. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was something worth it afterall. Nothing like what i expected which was boring. Looking forward to Outward Bound. Heard that we've to dig holes to output. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Ping Yi at around 1pm today and went for band straight after that. Woo, shiok. Haven't shit for 2 days, finally did it today. HAHA. And i just saw Alvin Seng's personal message.. he said " I admire band members, they are made of steel, after the sec 3 camp still have energy for cca. " I can only open my eyes big and go woah upon seeing this. It is a proud thing to be a band member. Not those cocky one lar. Just like.. you get what i mean lah okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very tired actually. Something beyond tired to an extend where im losing my head. Like insane. Kidding, not so serious. Bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, goodnight. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3603288227123486975?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3603288227123486975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3603288227123486975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3603288227123486975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3603288227123486975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-last-3-days-2-nights-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6093451336178811102</id><published>2007-06-27T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:23:20.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sec 3 camp tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so freaked out by all those stories about the supernatural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, anyway. I'm going for OBS! Wanted to go and ask for the form today. But was afraid about missing band practices. BUTT.. since its strongly recommended by Mr Poh and Mr Yap. I'm going afterall. Yay! :D This also means that i don't need to attend some chinese drama. It wasn't my intention to join OBS just for the sake of skipping that dumb chinese drama k. Muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait, can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6093451336178811102?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6093451336178811102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6093451336178811102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6093451336178811102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6093451336178811102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/sec-3-camp-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6144790032436830116</id><published>2007-06-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T05:40:56.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEIsAf5xDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DcUe8yTUNLE/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080351406791705650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEIsAf5xDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DcUe8yTUNLE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEHwQf5xCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8FXmHTt5jHE/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080350380294521890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEHwQf5xCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/8FXmHTt5jHE/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEHigf5xBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6Nh4CCG9K88/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080350144071320594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEHigf5xBI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6Nh4CCG9K88/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY, I'M LIKE TOTALLY LAZY. LRRH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/37405617-6144790032436830116?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6144790032436830116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6144790032436830116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6144790032436830116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6144790032436830116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/sorry-im-like-totally-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RoEIsAf5xDI/AAAAAAAAAJU/DcUe8yTUNLE/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4186446856189394952</id><published>2007-06-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T07:57:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really great day. Peng Lin actually had plans to celebrate today but there's band. I am so sorry ma friend. I know you're disappointed but there was no other possible 2nd plan. [: So after school, Yi Lian comes with this oreo cheesecake with 1 candle. And i swear it was the best oreo cheesecake i ever had. Band mates tried to sabotage me with flour and water. Khairuddin even grabbed my legs and dragged me to the grass. WHAT SIAAAAA. Made me scream like a mad monkey. But i managed to escape.. with the help of the seniors of course. Sorry guys, maybe next time? I heard they thought of this evil plan a week ago. -.- Okay, i feel so happy now i could just fly. At 12, my phone started vibrating like every minute. Heh heh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A GREAT BIG THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WISHED ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really love you all like a million M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of the happiest days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Its been rated the top 5%. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those who gave me presents,&lt;strong&gt; thank you so much&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If i could, i would hug everyone of you. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people rawk my universe. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up soon, hopefully. [8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4186446856189394952?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4186446856189394952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4186446856189394952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4186446856189394952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4186446856189394952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/yo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6388056197795103506</id><published>2007-06-23T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:05:11.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heard disappointing truth today.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna see us as one.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way we part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are starting to disappointing me too.&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me as if im the one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think twice, do i really deserve that sort of treatment?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other sides of them are surfacing.&lt;br /&gt;You guys make me feel like a loser at making friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i've gravely disappointed myself the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahir's new joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is as short as Yi Lian and has small eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer's so obvious. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6388056197795103506?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6388056197795103506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6388056197795103506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6388056197795103506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6388056197795103506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-been-2-years-since-i-last-chatted.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-127327059022973957</id><published>2007-06-22T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T06:46:23.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Band prac today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did marching.. well basically we only did the square thing and 270 degree turn. All the turning made me giddy lar. Then Jolene and i changed to piccolos. I hate the sound. So piercing, even i myself can't stand it. It even caused me headaches. Homagawd, my ears are gonna bleed. Look on the bright side, its as light as a feather. Of course if you compare it to other instruments that is. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Felix Lai Yu Zheng went to put a lizard into my bag today. LIKE A REAL LIVE LIZARD NOT THE DUMB RUBBER ONES. I am so gonna scrub every area of it. Okay, so maybe im not the one gonna do it. HAHA. Disgusting reptile thing that don't do anything to help the lives of human or the environment. Except leaving around their stupid eggs and scaring the lives out of humans like me. Worst still, they're not cute at all. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya humans around yeaaaah. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-127327059022973957?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/127327059022973957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=127327059022973957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/127327059022973957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/127327059022973957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/band-prac-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8364515204390707729</id><published>2007-06-20T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T06:57:36.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was such a bore homagawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, i requested for a adidas watch as a birthday present from my Mom. She asked me how much it is, i pretended i didn't know. Then i asked her what her budget was and she says $50. CRAP, LRRRRRRRRRH! HOW DO I BUY MY DESIRED ADIDAS WATCH WITH 50 DOLLARS. Nevermind, i have my ways to get it. Harhar! [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8364515204390707729?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8364515204390707729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8364515204390707729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8364515204390707729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8364515204390707729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-was-such-bore-homagawd.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5367139864647134873</id><published>2007-06-20T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T22:03:53.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO YO YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was so much fun. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except the part where i had to stay at my station and wait for groups to arrive. When Aqidah and i just arrived at our location, the first group came already. We haven't even prepare anything lar. Thank goodness i had Aqidah and Zack helping me. Without them i is gone case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the later part was all about getting wet. Norman, Syafiq and a few others started putting ice into people's shirt. And all of a sudden you see people dressed in orange holding bottles of water chasing each other. They splashed water on everyone and even went to level 2 which is Rose syrup. At first i didn't plan on joining them lah. But so many people started attacking me that led me with no choice but to get my revenge. TIME FOR WAR!! HAHA. Everyone showed no mercy.. they didn't care if you were blinded by the water, they just pour. And i am so sorry for those who i've accidentally hit the head on.. like Sufi and Bookeong. I MEAN NO HARM. But i myself kept getting hit on my head too... by Wah Jing i think. That stupid arse. The difficult thing is that most of the guys ran faster than the girls. So we were at a disadvantage. So while the guys had their legs, us girls used tactics. HAHA. Oh yeah, Jolene im so sorry for sabo-ing you to bring back the big water canister. LOL. My turn to play the evil one. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think there's much pictures. No time to do that. LRRH.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the camera man may have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;ciao! 8]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5367139864647134873?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5367139864647134873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5367139864647134873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5367139864647134873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5367139864647134873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/yo-yo-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2815896702660509867</id><published>2007-06-18T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:39:44.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LRRH = Laughing really really hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELLO MELLO WELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had band practice for such a long time. I feel so old and frail.. can't march anymore. JUST KIDDING! Hahahaha. Wah Jing's retarded quote. Got our new band t shirt. Wowie, its orange. Like what Farzana said.. imagine a bunch of orange people marching in the green field. Why orange of all colours? Its seems attention seeking. LRRH. But it looks alright to me. [: Today was a buttcracking day. Which is a super good thing. Three cheers for today! But Jolene the stupid molene gave me a taste of her attitude. What is this man. I was talking to her halfway, she suddenly storms off. FINEEEE, JOLENE, FINEE. AFTER 2 YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP YOU DO THIS TO ME. Now i know it was all just a play.. an act. Eewwww. Guess what? I'm just kidding. But her face was as black as a storm cloud. Meheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band BBQ cum Amazing race tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;Me ish excited beyond this world! 8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that reading this draggy post is a real bore.&lt;br /&gt;But before you click the [X] button on your top right hand corner of your screen.&lt;br /&gt;Just bare with me and let me just bore you a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dumb convos specially for you. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 big red nose = The very great Estee&lt;br /&gt;Low self esteem girl = Peng Lin&lt;br /&gt;One way = Jolene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;hello suckeh&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the suckeh club&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;i think my font is cute&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;dont you think so too?&lt;br /&gt;low self-esteem girl.. says:&lt;br /&gt;eeks are u one of the kids ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Vard the barnicles, she actually thought i was Christoffer/Nicoline/Frederrike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;ESTEE !!&lt;br /&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;i got a secret to tell you !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 a big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;serious&lt;br /&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;One way winks:&lt;br /&gt;Play "Kiss"&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 a big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;EWWWW, PLEASE DONT DO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I have 3 eyes, 2 fluffy ears and 1 a big red nose. says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE SCARING ME.&lt;br /&gt;One way says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2815896702660509867?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2815896702660509867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2815896702660509867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2815896702660509867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2815896702660509867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/ello-mello-wello.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5479889131174731765</id><published>2007-06-16T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:14:22.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from PP with my brother, he took me out on the perfect day. Went to buy a me to you bear for my Dad. Also bought some underwear. HAHAHAHA. For my Dad lah. Then when we were at the food court eating, my brother did something really bad. Something against the law, but not really against the law either. And yet he's a policeman! Tsk. But i can tell you that there's this one singaporean named Tan Kok Beng who's a real dumbass. If not for him, my brother wouldn't have done this sinful act anyway. HAHA. Are you itching to know what he did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's sucha loser, can't take chilli. But he rawkz lah. LRRH. I'm just trying to waste your time here. MEHEHE. 8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I HAVE A VIDEO OF NICOLINE PICKING HER NOSE AND EATING THE .. MUCUS. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! The video's just below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5479889131174731765?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5479889131174731765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5479889131174731765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5479889131174731765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5479889131174731765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-from-pp-with-my-brother-he-took-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1492699265878947100</id><published>2007-06-16T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T21:10:22.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>evidence of the lil monstar eating her mucus</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='320' width='400'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/v/lEm9r7VYvm/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='320' width='400' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/v/lEm9r7VYvm/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;Mucus eating part is at around 1:52. Other than that i have no idea why they keep saying "mummmmy mummmy". They're just doing what kids do best. [: And i know their room is in a total mess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my maid was the one who took this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1492699265878947100?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1492699265878947100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1492699265878947100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1492699265878947100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1492699265878947100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/evidence-of-lil-monstar-eating-her_4076.html' title='evidence of the lil monstar eating her mucus'/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5124810565340578968</id><published>2007-06-15T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T06:08:41.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just spent one hour digging my dog's ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its so full of wax. Brrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076276672533742594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RnKOvQf5xAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NDkod1sYLjY/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so forced to post this picture up. Hahaha. A so called potrait drawn by Nassriq. You are so free to comment it. &gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5124810565340578968?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5124810565340578968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5124810565340578968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5124810565340578968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5124810565340578968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-spent-one-hour-digging-my-dogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RnKOvQf5xAI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NDkod1sYLjY/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2111807537807236262</id><published>2007-06-14T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T07:25:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Replies to tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qiurong: Yeah yeah, sure sure. (:&lt;br /&gt;Nissa: I'll be at your doorstep on the 17th of June.&lt;br /&gt;Shakeela: HAHAHA, you're most welcomed!!  :P&lt;br /&gt;Peng Lin: Please lar, we didn't even bother looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;Nassriq: Yes of course, its me me meeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;                And credits to you sending it to be k.&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea: Nah, free for my friends. HAHAH. :D&lt;br /&gt;                Who do i look like then?&lt;br /&gt;Chu Rong: I only knew about your blog recently. Muahah. 8]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2111807537807236262?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2111807537807236262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2111807537807236262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2111807537807236262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2111807537807236262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/replies-to-tags-qiurong-yeah-yeah-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3892706844643262690</id><published>2007-06-13T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T07:00:05.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rm_3xAf5w_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/m_2Il9CVqLg/s1600-h/watermelon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075547726389298162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rm_3xAf5w_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/m_2Il9CVqLg/s320/watermelon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Ignore the disgusting hair. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taken during Sec 1, band chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time really flies. Even when you're not having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what i've been up to this holiday so far. Over eat, tuition, watch tele, rot in front of the com, over eat, roller-blade, shop, over eat, play with the kids and bake.&lt;br /&gt;Have i mentioned over eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, basically all these and some band stuff. These managed to kill like 2 weeks of my holiday already. Y'know what suprises me? Its that we're not even assigned 1 pathetic piece of homework. Even Mrs Yam, the no. 1 torturer didn't hand out 1 measely piece of paper to us. Now that is a miracle. And all of a sudden, i love her. Hahahaha. 8] But i'm having a bad feeling. Like when school re-opens, she'll give us hell. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no please no&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller-blading today with Jolene and Shakeela. Qiu Rong was suppose to be with us but was not due to her having the runs. Which i think is really serious cause it lasted since yesterday. Poor thang. I suppose her arse must be damn sore. Anyway, i got my lazy arse out of bed at 8.30 today. Which i could have made a choice not to and wake up at 12 instead. But i did it for Shakeela Parvin. (: Despite knowing that it would be super troublesome as Jolene and i had some leadership training in school at 2pm. I spared a thought for my dear friend. Because she called me the previous day asking if roller-blading was still on in a&lt;strong&gt; very desperate tone&lt;/strong&gt;. If not for that tone, i wouldn't have gave in to her. Kidding! And today's outing was specially for Shakeela, lah! That damn lucky girl to have such friends like us. We lugged our blades all the way to East Coast, just to coach Shakeela. She fell for a total of 6 times. But shes making big improvement. I am so proud of her. :D After coaching her, we went to Mac to have lunch and crapped quite a bit. We then had to hire a taxi to school. All these sacrifices for Shakeela, and she didn't even say the magic word and this saddens me alot. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*BIG HINT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Jolene said i grew taller. But i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAH. &gt;8]&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/37405617-3892706844643262690?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3892706844643262690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3892706844643262690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3892706844643262690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3892706844643262690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-really-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rm_3xAf5w_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/m_2Il9CVqLg/s72-c/watermelon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2603618996862959113</id><published>2007-06-11T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T07:31:07.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOMAGAWD, I MISS SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nah, i actually miss hanging out with my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/37405617-2603618996862959113?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2603618996862959113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2603618996862959113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2603618996862959113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2603618996862959113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/homgawd-i-miss-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3549057503307612511</id><published>2007-06-10T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T00:02:18.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Me ish Gay[:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked the whole of ECP testing out games for the amazing race yesterday. I have a gut feeling that its gonna be a good day for everyone. Even though Shakeela, Qiurong and i were totally beat we were still eager on cycling and blading. Yeap. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even paid a visit to our dear friend Peng Lin who's working at ECP's Mac. She said her reporting time was 3pm. As punctual supporters, we reached on the dot. We're such good friends. ^^ BUT SHE WAS LATE. !@#%^&amp;* Anyway, she was blushing when she saw us lar. She wore shrek ears and she looked so damn funny and cute. Mind you cute means ugly but adorable k. So you can stop smiling already, Peng Lin. ahahaha. ahahaha. ahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! AND I'M THINKING OF BLADING AGAIN TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;There's this special event held by Samsung going on at ECP.&lt;br /&gt;My family's going, wondering if i should join them.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i should. WEE! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back from ECP. Didn't really blade much. Half the time, my Mom held on to my hand. And i was busy pushing Nicoline on her bike cause shes too exhausted and refuses to move. Yeaaaaaah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074313116565226338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmuU5Qf5w2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/PMnpQtCr2FQ/s400/09062007016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thumbs up! Loveee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074319949858194354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmubHAf5w7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9TPvgbs26Qs/s320/sunnynico.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074320529678779330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rmubowf5w8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/VBX4iP-A8Zw/s320/sunnynico2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3549057503307612511?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3549057503307612511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3549057503307612511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3549057503307612511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3549057503307612511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-finally-here-to-bloggg-p-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmuU5Qf5w2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/PMnpQtCr2FQ/s72-c/09062007016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7256623994906121403</id><published>2007-06-07T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:29:42.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am bored to tears. Lets dry our eyes in front of the television and cram our brain with unproductive information, shall we! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got stuff to do but nothing can be done when i lack the essential key to get started. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7256623994906121403?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7256623994906121403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7256623994906121403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7256623994906121403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7256623994906121403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-bored-to-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1320925669228510454</id><published>2007-06-05T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T04:30:49.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmUIvAf5wzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gx3tzpWUsF8/s1600-h/lilmonster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072470158983414578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmUIvAf5wzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gx3tzpWUsF8/s400/lilmonster.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet the lovable lil monstar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who embraces me with hugs when im down. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&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;Check this out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072865588032422738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmZwYAf5w1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/9NZaMarsqIc/s200/lamestmom.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Yeah i know you can't see it. So here's the url..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b148/Celavon/lamestmom.jpg"&gt;http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b148/Celavon/lamestmom.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear shes like the lamest person beyond the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And i had the most unique dinner in my life today. haha. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1320925669228510454?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1320925669228510454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1320925669228510454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1320925669228510454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1320925669228510454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/lil-monstar.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmUIvAf5wzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/gx3tzpWUsF8/s72-c/lilmonster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7296114907086672120</id><published>2007-06-02T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T04:07:56.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here soley to announce the arrival of my new handphone, W880I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The peasy keypads are not at all difficult to press okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is when small people have the bigger advantages. HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;W880I the kewlest thing on Earth. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(at the moment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They even gave free mini speakers y'know! They're so damn kewl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Homagawd, i like the feeling of being so in control of a new phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though its sad that this feeling will only last a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEWL TO DA MAX BAYBEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7296114907086672120?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7296114907086672120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7296114907086672120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7296114907086672120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7296114907086672120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-here-soley-to-announce-arrival-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8873045908499197019</id><published>2007-06-01T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:21:11.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071089508746741090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAhClkPRWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nREyrLnkINU/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At Siewli's concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071090015552882034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAhgFkPRXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BhQxoY9a9MU/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071090470819415426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAh6lkPRYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6Ar6KgfyGA4/s320/IMG_0793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm so proud to be me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071091269683332498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAipFkPRZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2zKGI4wjGA4/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071092154446595490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAjclkPRaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/U0sRW5PyCo8/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So what if its unglam. Just eat lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071093013440054706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAkOlkPRbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dWJShbWFY_8/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Letter of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Games day. Just put me out in the sun for another 1 hour and i'll be cooked. Roasted under the sun for sun for such a long time which seemed like forever. Only my head and neck is apple red. I look alien man. Was in charge of the game shoe pyramid. I tell you, its so cool watching the players get bullied and thrown at. NO, HOMAGAWD IM KIDDINGGGG. I shan't elaborate much on it yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Did you guys check out the newspaper today? An article about Morten's stolen bike is published in The New Paper, page 6. His mountain bike is like valued for more than $8000 leh! He's willing to reward anyone who returns his bike $500. This is so kewlz! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, im dead lazy to update now so ciaowee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8873045908499197019?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8873045908499197019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8873045908499197019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8873045908499197019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8873045908499197019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RmAhClkPRWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/nREyrLnkINU/s72-c/IMG_0787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-420648695271425957</id><published>2007-05-31T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T02:21:29.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My results are like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I think it managed to slap my face awake.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking in a pool of tragic disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm definitely not depressed okay.&lt;br /&gt;Its not something likely to happen. :p&lt;br /&gt;Just a little remorseful? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who am i kidding, I feel so thrashed. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whats the cause of this feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-420648695271425957?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/420648695271425957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=420648695271425957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/420648695271425957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/420648695271425957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-results-are-like-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6961135962396198883</id><published>2007-05-29T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T06:19:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My new phone's gonna get delivered on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Sony Ericsson W880I. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(my pink motorola and useless samsung peanut can go die)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the keypads are small, i have eyeballs to see alrightttt.&lt;br /&gt;So you can spare me the information. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only purchasing the phone for like 100+ bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Homagawd! WHAT A COOKIE CHEESECAKE STEALL!!!!! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report books tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Replies to tags:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Samantha: Everyone is pretty dumb at times. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Powderfool cookie: KING? You rule that tiny lil place. HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alvin: Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shakeela Parvin: Oi, you go away, you're not any better k. &gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alvin: Yay, spread the joy around. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nissa: You also go away with Shakeela. Shoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6961135962396198883?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6961135962396198883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6961135962396198883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6961135962396198883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6961135962396198883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-new-phones-gonna-get-delivered-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1179012715469271108</id><published>2007-05-28T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T05:55:51.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so dumb. Woke up at 6am and showered thinking there was school to attend. It only came to me that its a holiday when i was applying shampoo on my head. So i continued showering all the way and went back to sleep. Grrrr. To put it in really nice words, i was just being overly concerned about my hygiene seeeeeeeeeeeee. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going to Siewli's concert on Wednesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some Banana Cookie lost his chinese dictionary today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1179012715469271108?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1179012715469271108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1179012715469271108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1179012715469271108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1179012715469271108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-so-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-9125482774817535473</id><published>2007-05-27T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:12:54.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so sick of buffets. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just had another one yesterday. Spare me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ran the cross country at bedok resevoir park on friday and got 15th position. I told you i can't run already. haha. My legs were not sore yet until we had marching the next day from band. Zomg, double killer. Under the hot sorching afternoon sun. Say hello to tanned skin. :D So after the cross country, Chel, qiurong and jolene came to my house with the initial plan of watching horror movies and then going to ECP to cycle and blade. But then all the fat arses were too lazy. We missed out the water sprout. Aww!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight, gonna have dinner with my Mom and Bro only. Hopefully, its Thai. I AM SO SICK OF SEAFOOD. There aren't my bestfriends anymore. *kicks them back into the sea* Grah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehehehhehee. I'm gonna get paid. I was babysitter for the day. Though it was just a few hours, it required lotsa hard work this time k. Like making lunch for them, make milo for them, bring them to the park wash the dishes and pack up the place. Not forgetting, entertaining them. This is when one has to dig down into them to bring back the childish-ness. I think im a qualified Nanny. Anyone willing to hire me? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes two hands to clap and the kids were really obedient. Without their cooperation, my mission as a nanny would have been a failure. They deserve Marshmallow Blasts. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-9125482774817535473?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/9125482774817535473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=9125482774817535473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/9125482774817535473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/9125482774817535473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-so-sick-of-buffets.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-313894275037724612</id><published>2007-05-24T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:22:57.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Morten's bike got stolen last night! How cool is that! Not the harley lar, its his bicycle. HAHAHAH. Then the police came to investigate. WAAAAA, HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED ALL THE ACTION. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't think there was anyway.&lt;/span&gt; Im a nosey parker. Whenever there's a scene, i'll be there poking my nose into it. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my friends are such peanuts. They went to volunteer me for the cross country. Without seeking my permission! Ahhhhh, i don't intend to run yknow! :( I tell you, i'll be the last one running in panting like a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this is like the million gazillion-th time the school has brought us to the science centre. They're so sick in the head. Yes, Singapore may be small but not that puny till there's only one place to visit in the whole country right! The school has no clue how to organize field trips for us. Pea brainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah, i'm going to tuition later.&lt;br /&gt;How sad. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-313894275037724612?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/313894275037724612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=313894275037724612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/313894275037724612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/313894275037724612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/mortens-bike-got-stolen-last-night-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2370309214397296295</id><published>2007-05-22T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T04:34:38.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't sleep a wink last night. Jolene and i were up and busy with some stuff. :D And i realise that i can be really irritating if i stay up too late. My sense of humour is very high and the slightest most tiny weeny thing is capable of making me burst in guffaws of laughter. I remember even laughing at a feather.(?!?!) Like i have no idea why. Im also very mad at that time. Estee is dangerous after 4am. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught Spiderman 3 last saturday. And im really interested how Peter Parker and Mary Jane can continue making out after a meteorite crashed into Earth? Okay, so the rock may be a little smaller than usual. But the impact and all?! Its all so HURHHHH(?!). And then the evil blob comes out. Double HURHHHH(?!). I won't say the starting was dumb. Its just special and peculiar. Ha! :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So have you peanuts planned a list of things to do during the holidays? Mine has already been planned. Unfortunately most of it is not what i desire or had in mind. And not so much under the category of fun. But im still looking forward to them. Yeeh! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're getting back our results tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Holey Moley. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2370309214397296295?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2370309214397296295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2370309214397296295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2370309214397296295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2370309214397296295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-didnt-sleep-wink-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8677637965807227821</id><published>2007-05-18T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T03:52:39.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its time to release all the tension and free your mind from everything.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THE HOLIDAYS ARE COMING PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Its definately time for more sun, food and fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so maybe the holidays isn't an excuse to shove your responsibilities aside. What am i thinking about? I still have tuition lessons to attend. Which i am very willing to do. I need improvement. Perseverance yeilds success. HAHAHAHAHAH. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i celebrated the last paper by devouring my best friend, the bloody cow. Steak! Dined in at Swensen's for lunch with Jolene, Shakeela and Yilian. :D When we were each done with our dish the waiter served us ice cream with a little brownie, i think. Anyway, HARHAR! And we were served by an ex-ping yian. DOUBLE HARHAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh, today was such a wonderful day. And i've yet to watch spiderman 3. Such a loser right. So im gonna make a date with spidey tomorrow. And prepare lotsa greens to go shopping! Ok, we don't use greens in Singapore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Parvin was aching all over just after a short while of WINDOW shopping. Its okay, i understand. These are just the symptoms of her aging. HEH. So we settled down at coffee bean and i drank my all time favourite Mocha with whipped cream. :D Saw my Aunt there and bloody hell, she shouted my name so loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so dead right now. Tossed and turned around in bed last night for like 5 solid hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, we sure dissapointed Miss Ang today. She hollered at us during morning assembly with almost the whole school watching. Its what we derserve i guess. We've planned to make an apology card and buy a gift for her. She really doesn't deserve all these shit she's getting from us. A class of 40 people. Each person pay $1. More than enough. But the ultimate most important thing she wishes to see is for us to improve. Prove her wrong? As a class? Its gonna be hard. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i got 9/20 for my physics section A.&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo gonna get below 30 for the whole paper. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8677637965807227821?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8677637965807227821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8677637965807227821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8677637965807227821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8677637965807227821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/hahahahhahahahahahahahahahhah.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8945422096968094662</id><published>2007-05-16T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T04:54:13.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rkrv0FkPRUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qAhAioe-oto/s1600-h/HGS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065124409057953090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rkrv0FkPRUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qAhAioe-oto/s200/HGS.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me how the exams were. It was a total disaster. Like i said, its gonna be one miserable MYE. Every subject was just as horrible. Especially science. Well, thats not something new right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyebags are so distinct and pimples are popping out. But its a sign of stress. No, not the eyebags, the pimples. :D HAHAHAHAHAH! Okok, nonsense. Wth, geog sucks i tell you. Don't ever take geog when you're sec 3 if you're considering to. You'll need like tons of memory cards for it. And you're gonna get so mentally and physically tormented by Mrs Yam. She's the no.1 murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought about something and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll spend my time tomorrow WISELY.&lt;br /&gt;Like say.. spend the whole day tuitioning A Math? :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So first, i need to find a way to like squeeze my eyebags back in. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8945422096968094662?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8945422096968094662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8945422096968094662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8945422096968094662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8945422096968094662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyones-asking-me-how-exam-was-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/Rkrv0FkPRUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/qAhAioe-oto/s72-c/HGS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7878083568021986900</id><published>2007-05-11T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:25:46.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's nothing to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.... i'll just post some random pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSJv6OacgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ISkqZOSD1Iw/s1600-h/IMG251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063323337247846914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSJv6OacgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ISkqZOSD1Iw/s320/IMG251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSMcaOacjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PLugfTx19z8/s1600-h/Image(404).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063326300775281202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSMcaOacjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PLugfTx19z8/s320/Image(404).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRAKOackI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EyeZO9Ji1xo/s1600-h/IMG234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331313002115650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRAKOackI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EyeZO9Ji1xo/s320/IMG234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRMaOaclI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kuPftC3jPyI/s1600-h/IMG254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331523455513170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRMaOaclI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kuPftC3jPyI/s320/IMG254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRgqOacmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bPJTF9CkRCU/s1600-h/Image(405).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331871347864162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRgqOacmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/bPJTF9CkRCU/s320/Image(405).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRnaOacnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KlAHvdOpwTQ/s1600-h/IMG252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063331987311981170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSRnaOacnI/AAAAAAAAAFs/KlAHvdOpwTQ/s320/IMG252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSR4qOacoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iXLHYuFzBMQ/s1600-h/IMG216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063332283664724610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSR4qOacoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/iXLHYuFzBMQ/s320/IMG216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jolene Khoo (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next up is a chance that you have all been waiting for and never had.&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 align="center"&gt;I THEREFORE BEHOLD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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 align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSKsqOaciI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t2zMw4USaO4/s1600-h/Image(406).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063324380924899874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSKsqOaciI/AAAAAAAAAFE/t2zMw4USaO4/s320/Image(406).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A PICTURE OF CHELSEA ! ! ! ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;(everyone faster right click and save!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She would only agree to this evil act of mine on one condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its to post my own dumb picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, i'm willing to sacrifice for you desperate people out there. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSKUKOachI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zL6v0FOkTMk/s1600-h/Image(412).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063323960018104850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSKUKOachI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zL6v0FOkTMk/s320/Image(412).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its nothing compared to Kai Kai's one, right! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But of course you have to see who's the photographer of Jolene's and Chelsea's pictures. Im a very fair person. Shall give you guys a clue. She's the owner of this blog. So if ye want ugly photos, you know who to call! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dare to show the ugly side of you! :P&lt;/strong&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 align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Omagod. Posting pictures up is such a chore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, i find it so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alur, post again tomorrow.&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;Goodnight! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7878083568021986900?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7878083568021986900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7878083568021986900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7878083568021986900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7878083568021986900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/theres-nothing-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RkSJv6OacgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ISkqZOSD1Iw/s72-c/IMG251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7857358785462006500</id><published>2007-05-10T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T05:52:01.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the last straw. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time i fail physics which i assure you a million golden peanuts, i will. I swear i wanna drop to sub science. I know nuts about it for pete's/harry's/dick's sake. But there's hope! Overheard that some 301 people wanna take Bio and their teacher told them its possible. I see light at the end of the tunnel. (: But there will always be tough obstacles to get by. And in order to take bio, we're gonna have to go through Mr Chua Tok Hai. He's one hell of a challenge. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Miss Ang. She's really too nice that she just allows all her students to step all over her. She has no idea how to control a class. We take advantage of her, bring her down to our level of childish-ness instead of giving her the respect she deserves. Ah, bless her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mrs Gary Chan. She's the best and the cutest. HAHAH. She rewarded students who scored A's for SS and i recieved a lil plushie bear head. LOL. I've named it Cody. Or does Murphey sound better? Naw, i like Cody. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be the most miserable MYE ever. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7857358785462006500?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7857358785462006500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7857358785462006500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7857358785462006500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7857358785462006500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-last-straw.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8439028440258820190</id><published>2007-05-08T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T03:58:45.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A METEORITE HAS CRASHED INTO EARTH AND A MIRACLE HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;I'VE NOT UPDATED FOR 5 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what i've been up to these days shall we! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;5th May:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad brought me to Orchard Hotel for a one night stay. But that does not mean i could chuck my books away. So i brought my books there to study for an hour or so. I know its dumb but i didn't have much of a choice. Then we walked around Orchard for awhile. Didn't buy anything though. Head back to our hotel and went for the buffet downstairs. MUAHAHAHA. For me, it was just seafood, seafood and more seafood. Im best friends with the sea creatures. Had some finger lickin' good Alaskan king crabs, Salmon(MY MUST HAVE) and some other sashimi, fresh oysters, live prawns, pasta(not good), barbequed prawns and chicken. THE PRAWNS ARE SO HUGE AND I LOVE THE DISGUSTING JUICES IN ITS HEAD. And yeah, i only paid attention to the seafood. :p Not forgetting the chocolate fondue. And this time, they had strawberries, marshmallows and prunes(?). The ice cream, fruit puddings and pastries were not spared. Stuffed myself till 10.40-ish. Gawddddddddd. I wouldn't even let the innocent breadsticks go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i think i was abit off that day. I tried foods that used to make me irk at their sight. Such as fresh oysters, pig heart and pig liver. But they're all very delicious. Serious. HAHA. Except pig liver. Although they say that its good for blood circulation and it'll make your cheeks really pinkish. I personally think it tastes like blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th May:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a secret. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th May:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went studying with Jolene and Chelsea. Hilarious shit happened but i shan't elaborate cause i guarantee you a million golden peanuts that you won't find it funny. Just basic old crapping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th May:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a certain mark that is somewhere THERE. Like THERE you know. Its so THERE and i have to stay THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Peng Lin has a pimple. AHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;ON THE COUNT OF THREE, LAUGH EVERYONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ONE, TWO............................ THREEEEEE!!!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lar just kidding. Its not nice to laugh. And i'm a nice girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST GOT MY FRINGE BRUTALLY GRABBED AND CHOPPED OFF TODAY. Almost. Lucky for me, Mrs Seah was the one cutting. Then i started spouting all sorts of crap to her in hope of a chance to get away in spite of how dumb my excuses were. She asked for my class and then said she'll just cut a bit of whats not pinned up. But *cough cough* i had 97% pinned up already. Muahahahahaha. So many people frowned with disappointed when they still saw my bushy irritating fringe during recess. Walao you all evil lar, want to see me with that cuckoo fringe. Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, the teachers really just grab one whole bunch of your hair and snip. No mercy i tell you. The experience watching that heart pounding scene is horrible. It feels as if your heart's gonna jump out. Great experience. NO LAR, CRAZY CHEESECAKES. I'll never wanna go through it again! Stupid Mdm Anisa with her 1 cm thick makeup who caught me. But i also like her in a way. Ahahahahahaha. K, i admit i was dumb/stupid for not pinning it up in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nissa and i managed to escape the cutting but poor fanny and huan xian didn't. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying now. But the computer is so attractive.. like a prize waiting for me to grab it. So is the bed, television and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have some self-control, Estee!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my friends. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8439028440258820190?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8439028440258820190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8439028440258820190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8439028440258820190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8439028440258820190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/meteorite-has-crashed-into-earth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1453442116988703391</id><published>2007-05-03T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:55:18.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3. Write about an incident when someone forced you to do something you didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what topic did you choose? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i actually don't bother about which topic you chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I think my compo's rather messed up. So was my compre.&lt;br /&gt;I will regret big time if i don't do anything to help myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rah, chinese paper tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1453442116988703391?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1453442116988703391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1453442116988703391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1453442116988703391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1453442116988703391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-6424681992785913493</id><published>2007-05-02T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:58:14.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Agonizing day for me. It took the power of 2 panadols to ease just that bit of pain away from my cramps. Why must girls be burdened with such sufferings. Curses!! Thankfully its not gonna last for a week. Muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies studies studies.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my science will be able to pull through. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i should change my mind set? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an A Math test today and i can finally confidently say i'll pass it. Yeah, not only my science is terrible but my A Math too. How am i gonna sit for the exams with doubts and uncertainty still filling my mind. By right, im not suppose to be only starting to learn the topics. Instead, i should be revising. I think im a tad too paranoid. Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, sufficient amount of sleep is the key important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeesh im crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-6424681992785913493?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/6424681992785913493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=6424681992785913493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6424681992785913493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/6424681992785913493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/agonizing-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-2601951682790245117</id><published>2007-05-01T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T07:28:01.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am i such a dumb nooby twerpy fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend my afternoon doing compos/letters and had tuition when i had a chance to go Vivo with the family and SHOP. Heard that Forever 21's having a sale. Why am i so hardworking? Even Nissa and Yilian only did 2 compos. Why must i be such a goody two shoe and do 5 out of 6?! Yilian went to Orchard. Omagod. I WANT TO MURDER HER. Im so depressed. I wanna jump off a cliff. But how can you be thinking of shopping now, Estee?! Snap yourself back to reality! Exam starts on thursday!! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS THE FACT THAT ITS LABOUR DAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright alright, i'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Yam threw us 3 compos and 3 letters to do before the exams. She's bonkers. And i did it all in one day. Muahaha! K lar, don't think i wrote them well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw evil backsides! I have finally rebooted my computer. Its so clean. Pure. Fresh. New. Yay! But i have no songs............. -__- But i'm so blessed to have friends who take the initiative to send me theirs. Aww.. i love you all. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna wake up at 6 tomorrow to revise Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;PERSEVERE!! I can do it, i can do it! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-2601951682790245117?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/2601951682790245117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=2601951682790245117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2601951682790245117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/2601951682790245117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-am-i-such-dumb-nooby-twerpy-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5147154281828473875</id><published>2007-04-30T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T04:44:57.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wello. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so ashamed. Regarding the MPH vouchers, its not worth 25 bucks each. But you have purchase a minimum of $25 worth items before you can get a $5 discount. Nuuuuuuu!! I have to cover myself with a paperbag.. i don't wanna face the world anymore. I wanna slit my wrists and carve on my arm. No lah, thats so sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hate Miss Teh. Sigh. She has yet to leave and i'm still desperately longing for that day. I suggest she go ask herself why shes so special that we're only giving her trouble and not Miss Pow. She also said something which i think is rather senseless. She asked us to give her freedom to talk. The moment i heard that i collapsed into guffaws of laughter. You HAVE all the freedom to talk lar Miss Teh. Its just that we don't wanna entertain your talks. Eww, i have no idea why i bother putting in time blogging bout her. Skip skip skip skip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people have been saying things/we have changed but i wonder if it has ever crossed their minds that maybe they are the ones who are changing and not their peers. ..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally school is starting to get a slight more interesting. Its starting to resume to those good old days with the cheery atmosphere. Needless to say the non-stop craps. I feel so at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not had a good night sleep for 3 consecutive nights.&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for labour day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5147154281828473875?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5147154281828473875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5147154281828473875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5147154281828473875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5147154281828473875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/wello.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7668239506512069236</id><published>2007-04-29T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:08:56.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FEEL SO PROUD OF MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed all of my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Well, all except A Math. hehe&lt;br /&gt;But eh so what only A math leh!&lt;br /&gt;And english compos lar actually.. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.. im still gonna praise myself anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Feel as if i've just got this big boulder off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babysitting went amazingly smooth.&lt;br /&gt;No screams, no shouts, no cries.&lt;br /&gt;Just me, the three lil backsides and PEACE.&lt;br /&gt;*aaahhhhhhh...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I HAVE 7 MPH VOUCHERS EACH WORTH 25 BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN JUST IMAGINE DIVING INTO THE ABUNDANT BOOKS IM GONNA PURCHASE FROM MPH!!!! Jealous, no? If you love books that is. -.- Supposedly, everyone was given 3. But i was greedy and asked for more. Must fight for what you want la! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers peanut people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7668239506512069236?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7668239506512069236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7668239506512069236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7668239506512069236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7668239506512069236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-so-proud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3201067830725895709</id><published>2007-04-26T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:23:52.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this SS test which i totally didn't study for. I merely had a quick scan through the textbook a few minutes before the test. And i managed to get 18/25. Muahaha. I even thought i was scribbling crap and that there's no way i was gonna pass this test. lady luck was with me that day. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's such a bore nowadays. Because of the atmosphere thats so polluted with hatred. One conflict after another. I really think we could qualify for a drama series. The world must be revolving in all whacky directions. Lets all get geared up with your earpieces and tune into Lemon Tree accompanied with a refreshing lemonade. Sing! :D K, thats just for random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;disgusted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nervewrecked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;insane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wanna rip my guts out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3201067830725895709?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3201067830725895709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3201067830725895709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3201067830725895709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3201067830725895709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/woohoo-theres-this-ss-test-which-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1467797485595338538</id><published>2007-04-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T07:34:19.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so hopeless. I failed my physics test again! 6/40.. thats how amazing i can be. I've been producing really awful results these days. Even my Math grade is taking a big jump DOWN. I don't know whats wrong with me. I've got no motivation to work. Everytime i sit in class, i try to stay focus. Tell myself that i come to school everyday to learn and not to let my mind wander off or SLEEP. Thats our sole purpose of attending school. But i always end up not listening anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like we've just solved a sticky situation. I hope everyone will be their gay-selves again. Just when i was wondering if i was gonna graduate with a stained memory to look back to. Things came through!! Well, i hope so. WHAT AM I SAYING!?!?! THINGS MUST!! I feel so gay.. its the perfect moment for us to celebrate this so called 'reunion'. Erhhh.. thats so crapped. Whatever... I CAN'T WAIT TO SING THE LEMON TREE SONG TO YOU GUYS!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE LOST MY BOOK, &lt;em&gt;A MILLION LITTLE PIECES&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;I had a so called 'connection' with it leh.&lt;br /&gt;No lar jk. But thats really sad news to hear. bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar thats enough. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news. There's a performance this sunday. Will i still be able to babysit the children and earn me greens? Maybe not. Argh! But i doubt the performance will take long right? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-1467797485595338538?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/1467797485595338538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=1467797485595338538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1467797485595338538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/1467797485595338538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-so-hopeless.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8751957355297538260</id><published>2007-04-23T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T07:33:50.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wah piang. Now the Lemon Tree song by fool's garden has once again regained its popularity among my friends(only). NICE RIGHT?!?! See lar, must thank me for refreshing your mind with this song that is almost everyone's favourite one as a child. I've brought joy into this certain period of your lives. Muahahaha!! k lar k lar. &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SING IT WITH ME EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wonder how~ i wonder why~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna reboot my computer. Which means losing all my pictures and 720 songs. How am i ever gonna get those exact 720 back?! Nvm, think positive Estee, its time you cleared your ipod and inject fresh new blood of music in. Btw, do you know that i named my ipod, Peanut? Pink peanut. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WTH 720 LEH!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news. Mom and Morten asked if i would like to babysit the three little backsides(children) this sunday. They'll pay me 25 bucks for it. I shall see if i can bribe them into increasing it a lil. Muahaha! But the thing is that i have to cook lunch for them and keep a close eye on them. Like duh, thats what babysitters do. I can just imagine all the fun we'll have together. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I wanna know about my Eng oral results!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its itching meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8751957355297538260?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8751957355297538260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8751957355297538260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8751957355297538260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8751957355297538260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/wah-piang.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-3639288694446983051</id><published>2007-04-22T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:24:49.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate sundays&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom totally ruined my day. Fcking irresponsible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its as if we're held responsible for the wrong choices they made.&lt;br /&gt;Why should we suffer for their wrongdoings?&lt;br /&gt;And we're not your dumb messenger.&lt;br /&gt;If you want something from him, you get it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're mute or mentally/physically retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Know what would really help right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But im not the type who gorge themselves with ice cream and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just one decent yummylicious meal is all i ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-3639288694446983051?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/3639288694446983051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=3639288694446983051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3639288694446983051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/3639288694446983051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-sundays-current-favourite-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-7781866980178127992</id><published>2007-04-18T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T06:39:49.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you believe that Cai lao shi pledged not to yell at anyone from today onwards? Omagod. Well, she did prove it that she could control her temper today. But lets just see how long she can hold her anger in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did another dumb thing today. I was walking towards the canteen when i saw Penglin running towards my direction from the corner of my eye. The problem is whenever i see someone running towards me i get excited and i'll run off too. I ran into the canteen vendor's teritory with the motive of hiding from Penglin but the cleaner in there didn't like my presence and chased me out. When i came out, Penglin told me she wasn't chasing me afterall. She simply wanted to purchase a new P.E shirt from the store. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the abandoned bunny on my previous post? Yeh, during chem lesson i asked Penglin if she would like one.. she asked " As in a real one??? " LIKE OMG DUH, A REAL ONE .. then fake one meh! Then i said.. " Yeah, a real one.. *points to self* would you like to bring me home? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar, whatever.. lets move on.. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really don't understand. Mid years are approaching in just 2 weeks time and the school still enrolls us in lame activities to go learn pottery. I mean okay.. i don't mind learning about pottery but can't they have it after the exam stress is off our minds? AFTER THE MID YEARS? At a time like this i don't think anyone has the right mood to make pots. And there's a performance behind our school next week. Roar(?!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-7781866980178127992?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/7781866980178127992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=7781866980178127992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7781866980178127992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/7781866980178127992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/can-you-believe-that-cai-lao-shi.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-8917852389129219282</id><published>2007-04-17T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:55:22.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nicoline just released some of her toxic gas into my room. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no motivation to study. Ah. Tired.. restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna rot.&lt;br /&gt;Watch television.&lt;br /&gt;Shop.&lt;br /&gt;Buy my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Buy my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now before alighting the bus the bus driver was like yelling something to someone i got so frantic and assumed he was talking to me and i replied. Then i turned around and realised that he was communicating with the uncle behind. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin just found a bunny and she's not capable of looking after it! She asked me but i doubt i have the time. Anyone wants to bring home a rabbit? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-8917852389129219282?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/8917852389129219282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=8917852389129219282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8917852389129219282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/8917852389129219282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/nicoline-just-released-some-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-4990289089956107329</id><published>2007-04-16T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T05:58:59.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss Teh is officially gone. Our class is saved. I think we must have been sworn enemies in our past lives. I've so many grudges towards her which i just can't find any particular reason why. Other than her irritating squeeky voice, nothing else. Oh well shes gone, doesn't matter anymore. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a physics test tomorrow. I've been failing ever since school started so i CANNOT, i repeat, i absolutely cross my heart and hope to die (wtv,HAHA) CANNOT!!!!!!!!! flunk it. YOU KNOW I WILL DIE IF I FAIL!! No lar.. but it'll be goddamn horrible. Don't ask me why. Cause i don't know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what peanut humans out there!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering to learn Danish. It'll be so cool right. HAHA. Then i'll curse everyone with the alien language. Strike out chinese.. welcome Danish. Actually if you listen to people speak Danish.. it pretty much sounds similar to Tamil. Really really. Ah well, to the people who strongly object, chill.. don't get too agitated and start asking if i have the time and all that. Cause i know and thats why im considering. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicoline is the cutest lil peanut on Earth. She just sang me the goodbye song that she recites in school everyday. Both chinese and english version. She pronounced Zai Jian(goodbye) as Tai jian(eunuch). Ahahahahaha. So adorable. Then i asked her if she had a boyfriend in kindergarden she said no and talked about her friend Benedict and Amanda which now i know im digressing so im gonna stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemon Tree by Fool's Garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now. HAHA. THIS SONG ROCKS LAR. I used to sing this with my family when i was young. Sweet sour memories. YAY!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im so ashamed cause when i was young i could only sang 1 stanza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder how&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-treeI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'m turning my head up and down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm turning turning turning turning turning around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so cheezy.. but i like.&lt;br /&gt;especially the turning turning turning part. (:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan't to strangle Dua Wei Yuan lah. Stupid peanut. Roar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-4990289089956107329?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/4990289089956107329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=4990289089956107329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4990289089956107329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/4990289089956107329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/miss-teh-is-officially-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-5140655984010434908</id><published>2007-04-15T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T05:35:20.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RiIM8SsllQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kzD48TA5d3M/s1600-h/Weddingday+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053615961813652738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RiIM8SsllQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kzD48TA5d3M/s320/Weddingday+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nico&amp;Fred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It felt odd not going to band yesterday. So my great brother went out and only came home at 9 to start cooking. -.- Everyone was starving at home lar. Darn peanut. Had tuition today then went PP to buy some a math assesment book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom just came back from Thailand. Morten rode his bike all the way to Thailand and the duration time is 2 days. Riding is his hobby.. so yeah. haha. My mom was telling me over dinner about their trip. It was their new year's on saturday and on that special ocassion everyone will be splashing water on each other and they won't give a damn who you are. There'll also be this mixture of some powder and water and smudge it on your faces. Hahaha. So if you can't win them? Join them! Mom and Morten decided to buy some water guns to join in the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my Mom told me that there were many young girls of my age who would entertain caucasian men there. So my Mom was in this bus heading towards the hotel when this caucasian man approached her and said " Hi.. you look like lucy liu.. " Yadda yadda yadda the guy kept going on. And that guy was a bodyguard of some old lady. Aiyar this is so complicated i don't wanna talk about it anymore. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom also said that Morten's dad is a very cheeky guy.&lt;br /&gt;Morten's Dad said to my Mom..&lt;br /&gt;" You know, i like old things. Just look at my wife. " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh thats all. ttfn! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37405617-5140655984010434908?l=crappers-united.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/feeds/5140655984010434908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37405617&amp;postID=5140655984010434908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5140655984010434908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37405617/posts/default/5140655984010434908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crappers-united.blogspot.com/2007/04/nico-it-felt-odd-not-going-to-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Estee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_cRM_0kMAmAE/RiIM8SsllQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/kzD48TA5d3M/s72-c/Weddingday+176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37405617.post-1215203065429377520</id><published>2007-04-14T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T02:11:30.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its my peabrain brother's birthday today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAYNE ER CHIN WEI!! He made my childhood a memorable one with his never ending bullies. We always got ourselves into trouble but he was always the one who suffered the consequenses&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(by standing in a dark corner for hours)&lt;/span&gt;. You're so brave. :p I still remember how we would bathe together and practice all sorts of nonsense. Nevertheless, i hate to say this but you've certainly matured, &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;. Though im still wondering when you'll stop playing dota. Please go be a pilot and widen your horizons. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a card for my brother!! Sho shweet right! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 2.4km run today! Managed to maintain my pace throughout and earned the 11th position. And i'm sincerely sorry for making those people wait for me earlier this morning! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the run headed straight home for physics tuition. Damn tired now. Just completed my bro's card. Suffering from a splitting headache but i don't wanna miss out on the good stuff. Like the food my brother's gonna cook today! haha! Yes my brother can cook. :p Calamari, pasta and some chicken thing. Chef of the day! &lt;3&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;Ps: We've already tried our very best. Last night was not the first time i tried explaining things out with you. You're so perssistant. Everyone's exhausted from this situation. Whenever there might be a close chance of making everything better, we will seize it. But its sad to say there isn't any now. You don't have to leak hints to us. We honestly know. But too many hints will only weigh us down with more pressure. And whats the point in that if there isn't anything we can do? You're letting yourself get too affected that the only thing thats left lingering in your mind is that we don't want to talk to you and to put ourselves in your shoes. You have other friends around you who truely care.. they are putting in so much effort to make you feel better.. show more appreciation to them. Show them that all their efforts are paying off. They are humans, they'll naturally grow tired. You have them for now.. she has us for now. We just need an opportunity to piece things up again. I remembered you said that we're always attending to her and rarely you. We did in the begining.. but do you know that through this process we've learned your weakness too? Its easy to make a mess out of things but its hard to put everything back to where they were. Don't forget that everyone has their own lives with fustrating problems. Bottom line is that we are STILL trying and we'll never give up. But it takes time. I hope you'll bear with it and reduce the grousing. I'll say it again.. we'll never stop helping this situation. Trust us. 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