<?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-3165329101353569091</id><updated>2012-01-19T18:07:36.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Record-You can have Just One Hug..:P</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-8444308266522225922</id><published>2008-05-12T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:12:46.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uni is almost over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Uni is almost over...as in.. one year.. not the whole thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO TO PEOPLE WHO READ MY BLOG! STill..&lt;br /&gt;Which is really noone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, Seeing how it is a Monday.. and I am beyond bored as the day has passed VERY SLOWLY. And have ran out of possible things to do..I have decided to blog about life.in Uni. In London. The land of gloom(although its far from gloom of late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I cant believe I'll be going home for Summer in 10 days. This was indeed an intense , weird year for me. New country, new independance. not that I didnt have any independance before, my parents were quite liberal with me. .. BECAUSE I WAS A GOOD KID :). I actually dislike having to do everything myself.. grocery shopping.. laundry(oh how i hate going back and forth washing and drying) cooking, washing up.. HOUSE HUNTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention I have been living in HARROW for the past .. well term time. If you havent already heard this from me.. Harrow is basically, Ghetto central. Well maybe thats abit harsh but.. along htose lines.. I have nothing to do here.. its lame... and too far out central. I i hadnt been seeing Zi and Serena in the weekends.. totally not survivable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course.. has LOTS OF WORK TO DO. TOo much.. never ending.. ask my flatmates.. I'm constantly working... CONSTANTLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. if all is order, i will be moving uni's next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope. it all works well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more years of London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored..of blogging already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-8444308266522225922?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/8444308266522225922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=8444308266522225922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8444308266522225922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8444308266522225922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2008/05/uni-is-almost-over.html' title='Uni is almost over'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-201208159308337534</id><published>2008-01-16T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:31:50.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay maybe someone jobless does read</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Okay I was wrong.. maybe some people do read my blog afterall&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering how the people of GISEYE decides to expose the fact that I complain about ppl not reading my blog.. which Should by right result in people reading my blog. It takes away all thought of being OPEN.. as said in the last blog.. I think if I had really want to, il have to rename myself and start a blog somewhere else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am considering deleting last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wonder if anyone of importance .. or some that I have mentioned read the blog.. I hope not.. it would have increased in awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Update on me over New Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relapse on crush has died down... like I said, it was a relapse.. on going cycle, that really, honestly SHOULD stop soon. &lt;br /&gt;even i'm getting FED UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a laugh xmas eve, wandering in 1U watching Menz pull whats left of Jo's hair..and dragging him across the mall.. was hilarious.. but nonetheless embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for giving jo sense to shave it off.. or was it the work of Menz' gum? If it is.. GOOD JOB MENZ GOOD JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdose of Ian and Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But got to know more about them two, which was a plus.. so therefore, increase in the bond of Tripodness. (Me Ian Daryl) yes, it is a inside issue that noone but us will know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Harry!!!!!!! Wheeeee!! He makes me happy randomly! yeah.. he's just funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Greg Das.. :( And his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Kendrick :D and invaded his year 12 BS class as planned. awesome stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS GIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE UNI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait till my interviews are confirmed so  can get a shot to be transferred..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-201208159308337534?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/201208159308337534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=201208159308337534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/201208159308337534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/201208159308337534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-maybe-someone-jobless-does-read.html' title='Okay maybe someone jobless does read'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-3054283362506594858</id><published>2007-12-26T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:10:24.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty sure that noone reads this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Only because I know just about NOONE reads my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like my title says, noone reads my blog anymore, and I dont blame them, i havent updated in AGES. &lt;br /&gt;I remember starting the blog in the beginning of this very year, and obviously, I didnt keep up with it.. It used to be a place I'd write stuff that was fun, non serious, mainly because I'm not the type that wants people around me that I know, to know about my erm, emoness or wtvr. I'm pretty much a sensitive person, the type that doesnt show, I dont know, I dont like opening myself to reveal my emotions too much, or what I REALLY think deep down inside. The reason I dont like people i know to know about my emoness or wtvr issues is because they would care, people around me, and thats not a nice thing to burden them with is it? I'd rather have people who dont know me read my emoness because after reading it, they'll just get on, and do wtvr. And thats just people that care about me, and they people who hate me, they'd probably use this information and spread some viscious rumors about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I do care to a certain extent, depending on the matter, but, generally, i firmly believe that people who really do know me, arent going to believe the rumours, if anything, they'd ask me in my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah , that sounded abit contradictive.. (is there such a word?) but lately, I realise that I contradict myself quite alot, especially when i talk to Zi.. she always reminds me of something I had said or done earlier that contradicts what I am saying at the time. I dont realise this.. yeah so, for those who think I'm a hypocrite.. im not.. i merely think differently at times times I suppose..but yeah, you may tell me to my face, I dont mind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here we go.. Lets give this a Shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhos.. Seeing how noone reads this anymore, I suppose I'm free to write wtvr, and for the people who does see this, you'l be a very small number, I'm learning to open myself up a little more, sometimes, I think I keep things inside and I overthink things. And it stresses me out without me knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me not opening up easily..its probably not good on me, in terms of making true friends that i can trust. Not that I don't have any right now, i do, and you guys know who you are, I mean especially you guys/girl, dont you think it took me AGES to tell you guys some serious true story/secrets of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could be the reason why I havent had a proper relationship till now.. I cant open up to people. Well maybe.. i dont know.. that could be a factor, amongst the few that I've thought of, like, I always come across as the sister/best friend, or maybe I dont have a good personality? OR maybe I have been just TOO picky! Or maybe Im always waiting for guys to make a move, Or maybe just noone likes me that way...(what do you think non existent reader? leave me a comment?)Or Maybe I have had this on -off crush on the same person for YEARSSSS-literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always the rational part of me that tells me its a crush, but then there's also that wishful thinking part. There was once in my life where I was close to this person, never face to face weirdly enough, just through MSN, we'd talk.. alot..he'd tell me about his problems with his girlfriend and I'd have to say things to comfort him.Or when he is going after another girl, Which obviously ISN't the most enjoyable thing when you like a person, but I guess at that point, I only really cared about him being happy, and NOT finding out about my crush on him, cos it might have ruined our friendship. All the talking made me care about him, cos I started to get to know him. But ultimately,it happened, the friendship wasnt ENTIRELY ruined, but it became awkward. Really awkward, not so much now.. its getting better, From no talk, avoiding eye contact, to little talk, and more talk nowadays? somewhat anyway..and I appreciate that, him being one of the people I have known for a majority of my life that I still do keep contact with, I dont want to completely lose a perfectly good friendship because of my stupid crush, its probably not worth it. I dont think we'll ever get back to the point where we were as close, I wish he had never found out, maybe that way we would have been proper good friends. I remembered telling him that i'll be there when he needed to talk to me, during the few times where he was upset/depressed over his then girlfriend. And there was this ONCE, where I was depressed about my then family mom/dad situation, and I really needed someone to talk to, and he said the four words " I'll be here alright?" , that was a really heart warming thing for me, not in a wishful thinking sense, it was because I sensed the sincerity of a friend being there when i need someone, I didnt have many people I could speak to at the time. It meant a lot to me. the one and only stupid occasion like that, I remember. Probably he doesnt anymore, haha, but its okay. Its a good memory at least, of a friend being there :) Yeah chessy much, but its true! There will always be this soft spot for this person.  And I have liked other people alongside this whole on off , constantly relapsing crush, I mean, i'm not some psycho and abnormal person. But I dont know, I would always find something "wrong" with the rest after a short period of time. Even with the one I thought I was close to going out with.. but didnt, yeah, thats one good example, he's one person I'd not want to go out with in a heartbeat if you asked me now.. But he'll always be a good friend to me, thats it. But with the longest crush(probably in the history of human kind), I still feel speechless when I see him, shy, jittery, wtvr.. it could be a good thing or a bad thing, I dont know. Sometimes , I'd go through phases where I would want him to know( and I think the fact that he found out had a lot to do with me telling some people that maybe I shouldnt have at the point, but I was in this phase okay..), and sometimes I dont want people to know( it lasted a good 3/4 years before he found out, so I did good?). I dont even know myself... Garrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that Im over him, or iwant to get over him and I did(at least i think I did) and it works, then I get a relapse. I think there are only two solutions to this. Either he tells me in my face, that it will never happen, which would be very painful, but at least it puts an end to it, OR I have a shot at this, which both are quite impossible at this rate of communication we currently have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Whatever on that now, so obviously I'm getting on that I don't care/i don't wanna care right now phase, right now as I type this which I'm sure will change modes to the whole what ifs/memories mode I have just written about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does get abit draggy. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i was typing this in the living room cos it was empty, and i was feeling nostalgic.. and then Ian  came along, so.. nostalgia ended, quite instantly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I dont want him to read about this... but I dont think he reads my blog anyway..or knows it exists.. like I said.. noone does anymore. Thats why I wrote this to begin with anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you stumble across this thing. leave me a comment.. whether you know me or not, or  if you prefer to be anonymous and leave me something harsh so I can get over it, Im fine with it too.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-3054283362506594858?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3054283362506594858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=3054283362506594858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3054283362506594858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3054283362506594858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/12/pretty-sure-that-noone-reads-this.html' title='Pretty sure that noone reads this'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-3359581425300438782</id><published>2007-12-24T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T23:01:48.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months in uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;After 3 months in Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last update to this blog was in friggin august!! and I went off to London in September.&lt;br /&gt;Major gayness. Yes, I dont think I was in the mood to Blog.. anyways... I'm BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So this obviously would be a recap on my Life in London and Unihood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in London.. really isnt as fun as I had imagined it to be... largely due to the fact that I live and study at Harrow.. &lt;br /&gt;A place I previously thought, was gnna be all posh and stuff, but in reality, its little India/ghetto. I dont have anything against indians..I mean hello? I come from Malaysia.. plus. a few of my good friends ARE Indians.. but I think it just wasnt what I had expected. Harrow is as boring as watching paint dry, or grass grow. And its not the best place to be if you wanna do some partying.. its almost impossible or cost a bomb to get back to after partying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm in Westminster, supposedly a uni with sorta a building reputation for the design media and arts department. Hence this year, they decided to make it more *exclusive* and hard to get in to my course, leaving me in a class of 25 people.. 25 people in and entire year!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, half the people dont even turn up for classes.. The environment, is not remotely inspiring or creative.. So.. i have decided to transfer next year, preferably to CSM, but LCC or Chelsea would be good too :)&lt;br /&gt;Anything would be better than what I have now..mehhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with all that crappyness of uni, its hard for time to go by, so, Central london with the Zi and Ren is much needed in the weekends. Without them, my first 3 months of Uni, would have been MISERABLE in capitals.. yeah its already in capitals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Back In KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Never felt this good! Been home for 5 days now.. I wish time isnt going by sooo quickly. its Xmas today.. Got my hair done yesterday. Changed a salon altogether.. cos the old one, my hairstylist left, and the new ppl sucked. This new one, the hairstylist was soooo gayy, it was kinda eew. haha. but he was funny tho. He kept my hair length.. but totally decided to dye my hair. Cos apparenty my hair was wayyyy too black for anything to show.. i always knew i had jet black hair.. and like any other hairstylist I went to. the first thing he said was "YOUR HAIR IS SO THICK" .. Seriously, I know that guys... i knowww...&lt;br /&gt;But now.. I have brown hair..makes me less chink .. and im not even chnky to begin with... I dont think i need that really.. unchinkyfying myself.. now more people will doubt my pure chinese heritage.. Sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone thought i was phillipino in uni. One more nationality to add to my list:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have added pics.. but, its taking too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-3359581425300438782?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3359581425300438782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=3359581425300438782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3359581425300438782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3359581425300438782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-months-in-uni.html' title='3 months in uni'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5512116701765764188</id><published>2007-08-23T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T03:57:36.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Long Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Not Long Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since I've updated, because:&lt;br /&gt; a)I'm becoming terribly lazy at this&lt;br /&gt; b) Internet has been down around my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have less than a month before Heading to the UK now. A part of me's excited, the other part, I dont really wanna leave home, I like the sun too much. And I hate washing dishes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visa applications are annoying, so many things to sort out..&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to getting a medical check up either, foreign object stuck into your arm to excise blood is NOT neccessary, blood is meant to be in your body, not out of it, I believe strongly that if you see your blood out of your own body, there has to be sth wrong with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also starting to believe that I'm quite an anti social being, I've been unwilling to go out during the summer.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll have no life in uni.. cos of, well, what I said, me having turned into an anti social loner, and the fact that the course is hardcore project project project type, and to up it a notch, I got to work harder to keep my grades good enough for the scholarship. Not for the money, but for the fact that it makes you sound important and smart.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm turning 19 in less than a month, still dont look like it, but I do feel old. As Serena would say, another year and we'll be half way to 40.. 40!&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I have the time for a party..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering how my room will look like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..thats about all i wanted to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5512116701765764188?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5512116701765764188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5512116701765764188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5512116701765764188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5512116701765764188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-long-now.html' title='Not Long Now'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-8670379053643523349</id><published>2007-07-03T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:26:07.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduated</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Graduated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Here it is..5/6 days after we have all officially graduated. Like Greg said to me on the phone yesterday, it didnt really hit that we are done until the grad ceremony in school. Well to me was when Chae Won Left..and sent all of us a text. That was that thing that struck me in the head and said, well we all are heading our separate ways now..I miss her already...meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of Grad Dinner and ceremony and Aftergrads..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MAg3HclRHbg/s1600-h/n511767087_83695_6811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MAg3HclRHbg/s320/n511767087_83695_6811.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082921890331232722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dCziAr2F3qQ/s1600-h/n511767087_83734_5796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dCziAr2F3qQ/s320/n511767087_83734_5796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082921890331232738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/m-fPN-lyo5A/s1600-h/n514231906_81391_7344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACfI/AAAAAAAAAGA/m-fPN-lyo5A/s320/n514231906_81391_7344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082921890331232754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RooqiV5ACgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7kOVi8ywtKk/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RooqiV5ACgI/AAAAAAAAAGI/7kOVi8ywtKk/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082921898921167362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqil5AChI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1xGPahIl0s8/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqil5AChI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1xGPahIl0s8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082921903216134674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootAl5ACiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IWASfjhjTgs/s1600-h/Picture+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootAl5ACiI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IWASfjhjTgs/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082924617635465762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootAl5ACkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tgrka6HQG74/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootAl5ACkI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tgrka6HQG74/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082924617635465794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootBF5AClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/x4W1Gk7qojo/s1600-h/Picture+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootBF5AClI/AAAAAAAAAGw/x4W1Gk7qojo/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082924626225400402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoovtF5ACnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mP2cmNvi_Z0/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoovtF5ACnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/mP2cmNvi_Z0/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082927581162900082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoovtV5ACoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BrnT6g2wDFE/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoovtV5ACoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BrnT6g2wDFE/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082927585457867394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowxl5ACsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-Gjtvaj7BDE/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowxl5ACsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-Gjtvaj7BDE/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082928757983939266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowx15ACtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9L17_M7P5Dg/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowx15ACtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9L17_M7P5Dg/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082928762278906578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowx15ACuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z-3a0vYZGPo/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roowx15ACuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Z-3a0vYZGPo/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082928762278906594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoowyF5ACwI/AAAAAAAAAII/kgZZPNxycJU/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RoowyF5ACwI/AAAAAAAAAII/kgZZPNxycJU/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082928766573873922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootBF5ACmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AZWSsyBraHo/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RootBF5ACmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AZWSsyBraHo/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082924626225400418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovtl5ACpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h_V2ph8ks2o/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovtl5ACpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/h_V2ph8ks2o/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082927589752834706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovtl5ACqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R2b1OXR_ePw/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovtl5ACqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/R2b1OXR_ePw/s320/Picture+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082927589752834722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovt15ACrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DpjjA97zhOo/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Roovt15ACrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/DpjjA97zhOo/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082927594047802034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fun We had :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys for Everything&lt;br /&gt;Best of Luck to all of you&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love.&lt;br /&gt;Ann&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-8670379053643523349?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/8670379053643523349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=8670379053643523349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8670379053643523349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8670379053643523349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/07/graduated.html' title='Graduated'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rooqh15ACdI/AAAAAAAAAFw/MAg3HclRHbg/s72-c/n511767087_83695_6811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-3858375539768810453</id><published>2007-06-16T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T04:42:38.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more to gooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ONE ONE ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a LONG LONG time since I blogged.. and so happens.. I'm bored and jobless today.. so I figured I might just as well blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more paper.. I blame Edex*el entirely.. what is it with them putting the pprs out so lateee! grrr.. Just about everyone I know is finished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn;t know.. I've officially joined the MYVI clan.. with a white one :P Except I really don't get to drive it alot.. plenty of sharing needed. &lt;br /&gt;And since getting the car last Saturday.. I realised.. that I have close to no sense of Directions.. which is.. kinda..appaling to say the least. And I have the tendency to drive too far left to the road.. I supposedly scratched my left back wheel rim today. but I didnt see anything upon closer inspection.. oh wells. If anything is needed to remind me to drive further to the right..that would do it.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Week's Grad.. and I have nothing to wear..The worst things is.. It's not like I have been trading shopping time with something productive like studying.. I was like..at home.. trying to study but always ended up asleep. Thank goodness for the awesome timetable I had for exams..If at any one time.. I had two different subs.. I'd definitely not get the grades needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I got the laptop specs needed for uni.. Its crazily cool, but crazily EXPENSIVE.. MAC BOOK PRO.. with additional features here and there.. for motion graphics apparently.. grrr.. now I realllly hope I get those scholarship I've applied for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch some more E!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-3858375539768810453?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3858375539768810453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=3858375539768810453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3858375539768810453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3858375539768810453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/06/1-more-to-gooo.html' title='1 more to gooo'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5629196777094917255</id><published>2007-05-21T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:09:21.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE END OF AN ERA.. And so we might put it as such..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday was officially the last Teaching day we'll ever get in GIS..that was a day filled with much fun and chatter, and junk and cake, and cam whoring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everyone came in Denim..It's apparently a tradition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting and hoping for something more hardcore but.. nope.. it was Denim. The graduating class of 08" Please go into school as Spartans or something.. start a new tradition.. this one's too softcore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay.. The day was complimented by a surprise for Mr. Ellis. Complete with &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lockers and Warning Tapes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHM0r24MoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rT9bDbtpasU/s1600-h/Picture+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHM0r24MoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rT9bDbtpasU/s320/Picture+160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067056261266682498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHNkL24MpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-52wb1sEGUw/s1600-h/Picture+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHNkL24MpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-52wb1sEGUw/s320/Picture+162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067057077310468754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Its:(WHICH I AM PROUD TO SAY WAS MY IDEA, justifying why the post its were pink..not the conventional yellow :D, oh and Post it providers..were me and Lanie :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHNx724MqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xryQbak73Xg/s1600-h/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHNx724MqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xryQbak73Xg/s320/Picture+172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067057313533670050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one with the Victim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPZb24MwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/b6Tqr1SeXCI/s1600-h/n514231906_61902_3938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPZb24MwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/b6Tqr1SeXCI/s320/n514231906_61902_3938.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067059091650130690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of Hugs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOB724MrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/R4YcGNzBFWQ/s1600-h/n514231906_61926_9878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOB724MrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/R4YcGNzBFWQ/s320/n514231906_61926_9878.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067057588411577010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kisses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOJ724MsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0jskPOiBRkY/s1600-h/n514416543_63449_6970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOJ724MsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0jskPOiBRkY/s320/n514416543_63449_6970.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067057725850530498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANIE SEE I DID NOT LICK YOUR FACE DAMMIT..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOzr24MtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qOrRMpxv_Yk/s1600-h/Picture+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHOzr24MtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qOrRMpxv_Yk/s320/Picture+175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067058443110068946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHO9724MuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6GBeVadfPNE/s1600-h/n514416543_63459_9398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHO9724MuI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6GBeVadfPNE/s320/n514416543_63459_9398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067058619203728098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPMb24MvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/peZKNdqUJ2o/s1600-h/Picture+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPMb24MvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/peZKNdqUJ2o/s320/Picture+176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067058868311831282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHQRL24MyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HVkA1AJhXcE/s1600-h/n514416543_63426_1424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHQRL24MyI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HVkA1AJhXcE/s320/n514416543_63426_1424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067060049427837730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(well this one wasnt really.. was a pose tho haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was Sweet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH And PIGGY BACK RIDES!!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPxb24MxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LgnENcuQCH0/s1600-h/n514231906_61904_4414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHPxb24MxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/LgnENcuQCH0/s320/n514231906_61904_4414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067059503966991122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a Tribute to the 5 who's been very important to me for the past 2 years of 6th form, I love you girls and you girls mean more to me than you could ever imagine!! To the PCD of GIS!! This is NOT THE END I PROMISE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHQ1r24MzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6hjqhPauOXE/s1600-h/n511767087_65360_7510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHQ1r24MzI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6hjqhPauOXE/s320/n511767087_65360_7510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067060676493062962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHRQr24M0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/wjGSakYsdQk/s1600-h/n514231906_61913_6598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHRQr24M0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/wjGSakYsdQk/s320/n514231906_61913_6598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067061140349530946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally, To everybody else in GIS Class of 2007, Best of luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHSBr24M1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/s-D55SrzROk/s1600-h/Picture+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHSBr24M1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/s-D55SrzROk/s320/Picture+194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067061982163120978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;br /&gt;xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. annonimos.. please reveal yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5629196777094917255?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5629196777094917255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5629196777094917255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5629196777094917255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5629196777094917255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/05/end.html' title='THE END'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RlHM0r24MoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rT9bDbtpasU/s72-c/Picture+160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-4335554401040795448</id><published>2007-05-02T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T05:40:29.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long ass Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Long Ass Weekend Over..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title above is self explanatory..:p&lt;br /&gt;A Rather uneventful weekend, especially when both your parents are away..supposedly the best time any kid could ask for.. but me being me.. stayed at home.. and nerd(ed)..sort of.. I did my DT research for unit 6 yesterday and realised that it was the dummest idea..only cos socio is at the end of this month..and that..is not until the next of next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Dumbshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need For Speed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing however..is extremely commendable..&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED MY DRIVING TEST! :D&lt;br /&gt;The test itself was fine.. The WAITING WAS HELL.&lt;br /&gt;(And I happened to witness some guy..crashing into another car while waiting for his turn on the slope test..Funny Stuff!)&lt;br /&gt;WHOO HOOOO&lt;br /&gt;This means.. I can DRIVEEEE.MUAHAHAHHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;But I have to wait till my license is issued..Blehhh..It will have the most pissed off face alive..because I gave in my pissed of pic haha&lt;br /&gt;And nick someone's car..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime as I type this.. Im printing out relevant syllabus to revise on..like a checklist..not that you need to know but I just feel like giving you a useless piece of factoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fitness Regime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately.. I have been trying to jog/sprint/walk intervals.. 20 minutes each time.. at least 3 times a week. Around the compound of my condo. week 3 now.. not bad. Can totally tell that endurance has increased. Good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;During these sessions, I have come to realise that there are pretty fit neighbours living in the condo lately.. once again..good stuff good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday..I jogged around the corner house.. and this old indian woman gave me THE MOST UNPLEASANT LOOK...its like her face read..WTF?!?! You are running through my garden.. But really.. that's not her garden.. she just happened to be greedy and attempted to fence up the place to make it hers.. its really a common area..so WTVR.. I'd step through those friggin plant of yours if I want..they are in the common area and blocking MY way !! HMMPH..Yea and I proceeded to give her the unpleasant look back..not sure if my face read all the things I just said tho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, That's about it..&lt;br /&gt;Sums up the 5 days..&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-4335554401040795448?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/4335554401040795448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=4335554401040795448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/4335554401040795448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/4335554401040795448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-ass-weekend.html' title='Long ass Weekend'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-2262951114919804440</id><published>2007-04-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T07:50:58.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Party..School</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Party! Party!School...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not trying to rub it in if anyone wasn't invited, but since these are just about the only highlights I had over Easter..Yes thats right.. I wasted more than half the time I had during easter..LOVELY. I have to update with this..especially when there are update request from some certain "annonimos" person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evie's Oriental themed Party at HiDeki At One Bangsar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its probably the chinkiest I have ever been in my entire life of chinky ness. Because I dressed chinky..with cheong sam and the whole lot.. yes..better believe it. I think the last time I dressed that chinky was when I was 8..CNY purposes..that was what a DECADE AGO. I amaze Myself, I think I should embrace my chinkyness more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice party, I got to meet all the loons that I havent seen in bollocks years. Mainly those who are currently in the land of fit rugged men(Britain) which is coincidentally the land where the dashing crown prince have JUST officially broken up with his girlfriend. Yes not that we have A chance.. but we still have about.. -000000.1% of chance of getting him. so its still chance. Put on your best dress girlies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.. those in Engerland aside..We had PT. Who FINALLY CAME BACK FROM AUSSIE.&lt;br /&gt;YES. We had a Wacky time together.. she still loves my hands..alot. REFRAIN FROM FEELING ME TOO MUCH.Plssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some picciesss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiN_zqyBUXI/AAAAAAAAACo/pG_QZKaBsUU/s1600-h/n501551224_48197_7909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiN_zqyBUXI/AAAAAAAAACo/pG_QZKaBsUU/s320/n501551224_48197_7909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054023732473975154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl EVIEEEEE!! xoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiN-d6yBUWI/AAAAAAAAACg/KxDXCFCNJVA/s1600-h/DSC06008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiN-d6yBUWI/AAAAAAAAACg/KxDXCFCNJVA/s320/DSC06008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054022259300192610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME and Lanieeeeeeeee XOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOAQKyBUYI/AAAAAAAAACw/gFg_0HG763Q/s1600-h/n501551224_48204_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOAQKyBUYI/AAAAAAAAACw/gFg_0HG763Q/s320/n501551224_48204_11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054024222100246914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybodyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candits of me..Yes I know you love me but don't stalk me like that :p haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOAjayBUZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7bK9J8oHGxU/s1600-h/n501551224_48196_7614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOAjayBUZI/AAAAAAAAAC4/7bK9J8oHGxU/s320/n501551224_48196_7614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054024552812728722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the Evie Cheahhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOBzKyBUaI/AAAAAAAAADA/9pgOacRpYpI/s1600-h/DSC06012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOBzKyBUaI/AAAAAAAAADA/9pgOacRpYpI/s320/DSC06012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054025922907296162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoning moment..now this was Greg playing a trick on Menzie who was posing with lanie on the far right.. I was biting my nails.. NOT suckin my thumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Thats Party Numero Uno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunner's 18th.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Chun's dad is cool he picked me all the way from Bangsar and sent me home too..they live in Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..I was the only girl there.. since Chun considers Steph a man.. haha. WE played Basketball.. And Owned.. MUAHAHHAHAH. I have always prided myself in my TEkken Skills.. Until I played with these boys.. I suck.. Full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiODk6yBUbI/AAAAAAAAADI/zMipquc3HEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiODk6yBUbI/AAAAAAAAADI/zMipquc3HEQ/s320/IMG_1508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054027877117415858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybodyyyyy! Say POK ! hahah those werent my slippers okay.. I had heels.. these were Chun's home slippers.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOFPqyBUcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Q8V4wp-HNoM/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOFPqyBUcI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Q8V4wp-HNoM/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054029711068451266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Birthday Cheesecake that I COULDNT EAT :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOGoKyBUdI/AAAAAAAAADY/OZnG9Vo6-wc/s1600-h/Smallpond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOGoKyBUdI/AAAAAAAAADY/OZnG9Vo6-wc/s320/Smallpond.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054031231486874066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in the pond that has no water or fishes.. Its apparently an artistc shot..Me and Chun Were more sane..We stayed up :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SCANDALOUS PICS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOHiayBUeI/AAAAAAAAADg/E8LL5jmrORY/s1600-h/Small+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOHiayBUeI/AAAAAAAAADg/E8LL5jmrORY/s320/Small+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054032232214254050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass pumping ???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOIOayBUfI/AAAAAAAAADo/WiRL0ggjLuo/s1600-h/SMALL7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOIOayBUfI/AAAAAAAAADo/WiRL0ggjLuo/s320/SMALL7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054032988128498162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Kiss :D look at that after two beers face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOIwayBUgI/AAAAAAAAADw/bcrlUCM0eJg/s1600-h/SMALL8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOIwayBUgI/AAAAAAAAADw/bcrlUCM0eJg/s320/SMALL8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054033572244050434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Expecting a RETURN.. BUT what was Chun Doing.. ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOJXqyBUhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/97MBMWb24Q0/s1600-h/Small4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiOJXqyBUhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/97MBMWb24Q0/s320/Small4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054034246553915922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHO??(inside Joke) hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it..It was fun.Thank god for these parties. i would have died..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOOX&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-2262951114919804440?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/2262951114919804440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=2262951114919804440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2262951114919804440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2262951114919804440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/04/party-partyschool.html' title='Party Party..School'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RiN_zqyBUXI/AAAAAAAAACo/pG_QZKaBsUU/s72-c/n501551224_48197_7909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7478986895720338318</id><published>2007-04-02T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T04:16:01.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spartan Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I dreamt about..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes unusual for me to follow up with a post like two days after one.. but I had the strangest dream last night, it was a cool dream however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhHm2amJXPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWULt3XSGoM/s1600-h/300-movie03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhHm2amJXPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWULt3XSGoM/s400/300-movie03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049070479785680114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, half naked, washboard abs, Spartan men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot. Especially that dude that got beheaded, such an anti climax that was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. talk about being influenced by media.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching 300 3 times may have caused that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the hell. dreaming about 300 fit men..anytime..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In reality however..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such fit men, who would walk around in what's equivalent to a pair of tighty whities..or tighty whatever colour, as opposed to those loin cloth things in Spartan days.. is well.. unfortunately, impossible, and weird if there was such a person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not all hope is lost. At least there ARE fit men..not 300 at any one time.. its not quite possible but yeah, like once in a while, you'd see one or two :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day, while I decide to go out to get some milk and bread, wearing what i'd term as home clothes..:P I saw the fittest guy I have seen in Bangsar for the entire lifetime I have been living here.. he was like mixed.. and cute..and hot at the same time..wait..can you actually be cute and hot at the same time? thought it wasn't but anywaysss. he was. Unfortunately.. I can't like drop my bread or something so he'd pick it up.. and to say.. I wasn't looking my best :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Camwhoring Session with myself, because.. well Fen's not here..:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this is what i do when I'm jobless, and just woke up from a nap.. quite decent i looked considering how i JUST woke up.. enough said I must be Hot..who needs make up when you can get bed hair? *flicks hair* HAHAHA.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhIhg6mJXQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cLKgt6Ap7QI/s1600-h/Picture+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhIhg6mJXQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/cLKgt6Ap7QI/s320/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049134981604531458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ECSTATIC!!! Yeah sureee...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI07KmJXRI/AAAAAAAAACA/1wtIbIc6zgU/s1600-h/Picture+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI07KmJXRI/AAAAAAAAACA/1wtIbIc6zgU/s320/Picture+148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049156323297025298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can instantly be emo and sad...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI1U6mJXSI/AAAAAAAAACI/m7dYEtpy1Xg/s1600-h/Picture+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI1U6mJXSI/AAAAAAAAACI/m7dYEtpy1Xg/s320/Picture+149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049156765678656802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And This is what I look like pissed offff!!.. is it? No.. i highly doubt it..but yeah along those lines I guess..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI2AKmJXTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1ICQNPfKx9Q/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI2AKmJXTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/1ICQNPfKx9Q/s320/Picture+147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157508707999026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I DUNNOOOO!!!!? So yeah WHATEVERR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh okay.. I found this.. People who read this..Guess which one's me, if you get it right..I'll give you something :P(wouldn't you like to know what it is *repetitively raises eyebrows*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI296mJXUI/AAAAAAAAACY/VRDADRImuhU/s1600-h/Picture+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhI296mJXUI/AAAAAAAAACY/VRDADRImuhU/s320/Picture+144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049158569564921154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left or Right of the pic..? GUESSSSSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... this was a random post..&lt;br /&gt;cos I'm jobless and bored.. so yeah.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeee&lt;br /&gt;Annie is OUT&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7478986895720338318?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7478986895720338318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7478986895720338318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7478986895720338318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7478986895720338318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/04/spartan-dream.html' title='Spartan Dream'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/RhHm2amJXPI/AAAAAAAAABw/VWULt3XSGoM/s72-c/300-movie03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7264575681366115788</id><published>2007-04-01T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T05:05:37.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh hi,missed me didn't you? I'm sure you did :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I AM THAT FULL OF MYSELF..nahh.. not really. BUT there are times where I am haha. So here I am, on a Sunday, despicably BORED with completely nothing to do.. well there is something to do if I had wanted to do DT.. but NO.. I can't get myself to.. its too..blehh.. so therefore i won't. oh and err Happy April fool's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had lunch and Rakuzen..at Hartamas Shopping Centre. Good food that was.. but yeah Dad was really funny. He and the twin had a joke face off, but I must say, the twin's jokes were alot better...:D. Dad then tried to tell us dirty jokes, yes DAD+DIRTY JOKES.. don't work well together.. its just weird coming out from your own dad these things..especially when he emits this high pitched laugh at the end of his joke.. so yeah anyways.. that was one part of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part two. I commented on the shirt he wore..it is the EXACT same shirt that he wore on my 1st birthday, i have photographic evidence..but yeah i can't be stuffed to scan it and all.. so anyways.. we sorta laughed at how different it looked on him now. Which led to some random talk on err.. men's mammary glands..yeah Don't ask..we are one weird family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Revision Sessions"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before mocks, we practically did lots of revision lessons..and seeing how i am EASILY distracted.. I was playing with my camera. heres the stuff I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-XmqmJXGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6iiOwWG9dk/s1600-h/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-XmqmJXGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6iiOwWG9dk/s320/Picture+132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048420397830724706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-YEqmJXHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GkW7MHB7yz4/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-YEqmJXHI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GkW7MHB7yz4/s320/Picture+133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048420913226800242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working VERY HARD ..Definitely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-ZHamJXII/AAAAAAAAAA4/3NWlDD6ySY0/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-ZHamJXII/AAAAAAAAAA4/3NWlDD6ySY0/s320/Picture+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048422059983068290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT WHAT YOU DO WITH YOUR MULTICOLOURED NOTES REN??!! YES, ITS A HAT :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-Zo6mJXJI/AAAAAAAAABA/zL5zbYau7-o/s1600-h/Picture+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-Zo6mJXJI/AAAAAAAAABA/zL5zbYau7-o/s320/Picture+131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048422635508685970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW..Lovers.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the other front, we have the DT class :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-b-KmJXKI/AAAAAAAAABI/LvqDggLqs9Y/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-b-KmJXKI/AAAAAAAAABI/LvqDggLqs9Y/s320/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048425199604161698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Kit!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-cp6mJXLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/W9T_GHv-9R4/s1600-h/Picture+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-cp6mJXLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/W9T_GHv-9R4/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048425951223438514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephhh..its okayyy I'll help you outtt :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-dW6mJXMI/AAAAAAAAABY/fiidpoUBweo/s1600-h/Picture+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-dW6mJXMI/AAAAAAAAABY/fiidpoUBweo/s320/Picture+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048426724317551810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris HO.. you Didn't HAVE to uglify yourself like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-d0amJXNI/AAAAAAAAABg/R39ahTAusbU/s1600-h/Picture+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-d0amJXNI/AAAAAAAAABg/R39ahTAusbU/s320/Picture+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048427231123692754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He works while I laugh at something..I evidently am a professional, and have very good work ethics :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-eSqmJXOI/AAAAAAAAABo/HvcJc45EW9k/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-eSqmJXOI/AAAAAAAAABo/HvcJc45EW9k/s320/Picture+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048427750814735586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my twin :D In the eyes and Drawing of Simon :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so.. its pretty interesting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad that I'm that jobless in school..it bring you entertainment alrighttt!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah Im' done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;Annie is outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7264575681366115788?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7264575681366115788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7264575681366115788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7264575681366115788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7264575681366115788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-d.html' title='hi :D'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Rg-XmqmJXGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6iiOwWG9dk/s72-c/Picture+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-6709140692498692138</id><published>2007-03-23T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:30:32.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midas Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MOCKS BLEH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Business Mocks today, didn't have time to finish properly for the first time in Ann Choong's examination history..The reason being?? I wasnt anal this time in terms of calculating how much time i have for EACH POINT...so a reminder to myself, being anal on such things is sometimes a good thing. And also, if you need to piss in an exam.. put up your hands and go..don't try to hold it.. it affects your thinking.. like I have experienced today..yes.. abit too much info.. but its important Advice I think..Moral of story, Piss when you have to, feels hell of alot better..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to me being excessively bored, and I realised that I haven't been updating yet again.. Here's The quiz I did, courtesy of Mel..bling bling bling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets have a vote.. is this quiz true? Post it on my Tagboard. Yes, That should do it, It should keep you guys busy until the next time i update:P Which I am predicting..EASTER. in a week's time. CAN'T WAIT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...there shall be some intense nerding this weekend..As I have Socio and DT on MOnday.. EEEW to the MAX. and I also predict that my right fingers will fall off. Speaking of fingers, Fen told me just now that I have lady like fingers...toes..and just decides that I have lady like hands and feet. Thanks, so now i know you take notice of my ass, and my hands and feet,nice..I don't even want to know what else you look at..STALKER :P...Kidding!! you know I love you Fen..xoxoxo We shall resume on out Thursday Dates as soon as school reopens from Easter alright? xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socio, well its not that hard to understand, its just alot to remember.&lt;br /&gt;DT however, is bunch of jargon to me that I would probably not understand now..and forever..they are things like the junior hacksaw that do not concern me...at all in my life.. and I don't care about wheel's and bearings either..I'd leave it to the professionals to handle those things in my life thank you very much. Despite what I just said, I still have to learn them all in this weekend..LOVELY. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.. &lt;br /&gt;Lots of Hug and Kisses..&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-6709140692498692138?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6709140692498692138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=6709140692498692138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6709140692498692138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6709140692498692138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/03/midas-touch.html' title='Midas Touch'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-2454999311321717848</id><published>2007-03-17T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T07:14:10.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Love of Greg</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For The Love of Greg I'm updating :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I am updating purely because of that. I haven't been getting whough interesting materials to talk about..unless you guys enjoy listening to endless frivolities of my life.. which is probably what this blog is going to be about.. so be it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having a hard week to say the least, except i don't seem to show it in school, cos, well that's about the best place to be at the moment. The best thing that happened this week, was that I got accepted into Westminster, and that's about it. Other than that.. it's pretty much a screw up. With all the course work and exam stress, I think Im gonna get some sort of depression..blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you surprised that for once my blog is emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sports Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should have fed my Starbucks before the relay..I would have been on fire. But.. noone drove so no outside loonch..*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;All I did for the day was the stupid relay where i sprinted(sort of-I ran the hardest and looked funny i bet.. cos I knew..I pouted my lips somewhat..I do that when I focus too much.. but when I write.I stick my tongue out.. :P) Cos Javelin is cancelled.. Of and of course.. looking for ppl.. I think I ran more laps of the track looking for ppl than actually being in a race.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our turn in the relay.. i was stretching..Dr.Cont* constantly told me that I'd be fine.. so I'm wondering..did I look worried.. But I wasnt, I was out there for a laugh..:D And while waiting i was stretching my legs..He commented on the :I'm hot" words i had on my arms, by saying.."aiyohh" Its weird when he does it..its funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Its the best sports day I've had in the entire GIS history...&lt;br /&gt;I ate a whole apple including the core with Saranya in the bus.. cos we had no where to throw it... so yeah HI!!!&lt;br /&gt;And My body Ached the next day after sprinting...WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first driving lesson today!! And it was fun :) I was doing well so I get to drive on main roads :) I didnt stall until I got back, and I stalled at the Guard house.. where the guard proceeded to laugh at me :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wtvr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played tennis today..FINALLY, I had wanted to play for so long.. and it never happens.. but today it did.. and it was good.. good for venting my frustration I guess.. I made a noise everytime i hit the ball..Hard.. Very Very Hard.. But afterwards it was good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAhhh I think Im gonna go wack some people up to release some stress.. As in like.. Tekken.. Cos I bought it yesterday before watching 300. WHICH WAS by the way.. VERY GOOD.. Its so gory.. but its REALLY good.. I found it cool where they slow-mo all the killings..(no i'm not a psycho, its just really good effects okayyy..),minus the fact that the girl sitting next to me couldn't shut up and got excited at all the wrong parts.. grr.. and there was this guy, which i thought was pretty hot..one of the spartans, except his head gets chopped off.. so that's a bummer :p haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I shall proceed to my Tekken 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I must have been a boy in my past life seriously...or as Greg would like to randomly ask.."Hey Ann are you a man in disguise?"..I like war films and gory stuff..and well..gaming..somewhat..and lightsabers..:p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-2454999311321717848?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/2454999311321717848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=2454999311321717848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2454999311321717848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2454999311321717848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-love-of-greg.html' title='For the Love of Greg'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7303363904897037713</id><published>2007-03-07T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:38:35.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quiz's</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Randomnesss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Thursday afternoon, I just got back from school after a day full of extremeties. Business was SO dull..Mr.P literally wrote a 20 mark question and told us to do it..and THAT WAS IT. Later on followed by a Starbucks, bestari's..ish "date" with Fen, with some interruption by my twin and meng whos business lesson was cancelled.. and I was REALLY hyper at lunch after Java Chip..was talking to Ching and Saranya and Greg..Randomly asking them to pick between random ppl..:p that was really funnnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm feeling like answering random quizzes before i head to swim..it's a good day to swim. and chill on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How much have YOU changed in 10years? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: IT WAS March 1997&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 1.) How old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = 8..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 2.) Where did you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Lai Meng..chinese school where we'd get 12 pieces of homework a day.. psychos..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 3.) Where did you work?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = I didn't work, it will be considred child labour and it's illegal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 4.) Where did you live?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Bangsar&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 5.) Where did you hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = at home?? yeah I was pathetic..I HAD to do homework all day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 6.) Did you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = yes.. at 8..I started wearing them..:(&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 7.) Who was your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Errr..I HAVE no god damn idea..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 8.) How many tattoos did you have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = none..I WAS 8..HELLO? oh no wait the occasional fake ones haha&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 9.) How many piercing did you have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = One pair..i just got them then :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 10.) What car did you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = I had a bike..:p&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11.) Had you been to a real party&lt;br /&gt;yet?&lt;br /&gt;at 8? YEah..at Kidsports.. which is like..a jungle gym..came with party packs too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 12.) Had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = No..haha.. However I DID reject someone's proposal when I was 5.. so I broke some kid's heart MUAHAHHA... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FIVE YEARS AGO&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; IT WAS March 2002&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 1.) How old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = 13&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 2.) Where did you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = garden international school&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 3.) Where did you work?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = I didnt..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 4.) Where did you live?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Bangsar&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 5.) Where did you hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = the malls I guess.... sorta..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 7.) Who was your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Evie and Julianne?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 8.) Who was your regular-person&lt;br /&gt;crush?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = oh.. errr.. hehe.. the ppl who knows..knows..the ppl who dont..wont:p&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 9.) How many tattoos did you have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = none&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 10.) How many piercing did you have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = still a pair&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11.) What car did you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = mommy and daddy drove meee&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 12.) Had you had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = err..no?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; NOW March 2007&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 1.) How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = 18&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 2.) Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = no where, I'm completely useless.. my only work experience was job week..and seriously..even then I didnt do much..it was my uncle's office.. i went in to sleep and offered some random ideas..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 3.) Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = still Bangsar..I've been living in the same house since I was born..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 4.) Do you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = Yeah..at night.. contacts in the day.. i have the CRAPPIEST vision you can imagine.. But I look pretty smart okayyy&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 5.) Where do you hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = School , Starbucks, Mall, occasional bars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 6.) Who are your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;oh.. I have ten on my list.. you know who you areee:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 8.) Do you talk to your old friends?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = old meaning? from primary days? no.. i mean unless its year 5 onwards in GIS..yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 9.) How many piercing do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = well.. I had 3 pairs on my ears.. but it was not allowed so now I have one left..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 10.) How many tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = none.. but if my shingles scar wont go away.. tatooing over it may be an option..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 11.) What kind of car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = I am still studying for a license.. but im guessing a four wheel drive or truck like vehicle cos mom firmly believes that if your small.. you need a big car..:s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 12.) Has your heart been broken?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; = I dont know.. sorta? maybe.. not really..? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 secrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is your default picture(MSN) your&lt;br /&gt;natural hair color?:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..it is.. dyes dont seem to go on my hair.. and i've only done it once..it never appeared on my hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your default pic taken?:&lt;br /&gt;on the stairs in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your current relationship status?:&lt;br /&gt;single and ready to mingle :p haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your current mood?:&lt;br /&gt;Chilled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's the colour of the shirt your&lt;br /&gt;wearing?:&lt;br /&gt;Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What makes you happy, honestly?:&lt;br /&gt;Friends and music and dancing and singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Are you musically inclined?:&lt;br /&gt;very very much so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You're an animal for a day- what&lt;br /&gt;would you be?:&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.. a baby snow seal.. cos its so damn cute..except i'd risk getting poached..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. I'm very bad at road crossing..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you do alot?:&lt;br /&gt;go online..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What song is stuck in your head&lt;br /&gt;right now?&lt;br /&gt;BellX1's- Eve,The apple of My Eye.. its been in my head ALL DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who did you copy and paste this&lt;br /&gt;survey from?:&lt;br /&gt;Suzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Name someone with the same b-day&lt;br /&gt;as you?:&lt;br /&gt;IAN MY TWIN BROTHER??? This is a stupid question to ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When was the last time you cried?:&lt;br /&gt;woah.. like.. two weeks ago? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you could have one super power&lt;br /&gt;what would it be?:&lt;br /&gt;Be very good with intruments.. thats not a super power but id like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. First thing you notice about the&lt;br /&gt;OPPOSITE sex?:&lt;br /&gt;physically..smile and eyes&lt;br /&gt;other things would be sincerity when they speak to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you usually order from&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks?:&lt;br /&gt;Green Tea Frap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your biggest secret?:&lt;br /&gt;What's yours? Im not telling you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What's your favourite color?:&lt;br /&gt;PINK!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you lied?:&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember... I don't lie alot.. I feel VERY guilty over small things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you watch kiddy tv shows or&lt;br /&gt;movies?:&lt;br /&gt;Movies.. even tho.. i havent got time to..whats the last two movies i watched?..Stranger than fiction.. and Eragon..Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have a best friend?:&lt;br /&gt;no I have..like.. more than that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you could, what would you&lt;br /&gt;change about yourself?:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. how i'm soo straight forward at times.. i bet i offend a lot of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What are you eating or drinking at&lt;br /&gt;the moment?:&lt;br /&gt;nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you speak any other language?:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese and Malay?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's your favorite scent?:&lt;br /&gt;DKNY Be Delicious!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7303363904897037713?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7303363904897037713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7303363904897037713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7303363904897037713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7303363904897037713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-quizs.html' title='Random Quiz&apos;s'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7093233278912757861</id><published>2007-03-04T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:35:47.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Hom Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lee Hom Concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 4th of March, The last day of CNY.. and is also the Chinese Valentine's.. Bet you didnt know that :p. So What did I do? I spent it with probably the hottest/ most talented man alive on this Planet Earth..well my planet at least.., Mr. Wang Lee Hom.. Yes Yes.. Most of you reading this would have no clue whatsoever on who the heck he is.. but I DO.. so lets give you some background.. American Born Chinese(meaning he speaks fluent English..which is VERY important.. and is quite a turn on..and not some lousy chinesy english.. :p), Very Very talented,composed all his songs, plays something like 9 instruments..Violin being his best, he majored in that in the prestigious Berkelee School of Music, Boston, Massachussettes. Now.. thats about enough.. so lets move on to how the night went. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at BSC with Cindy, Simon and Ian Before we went, here's a lil bit of it. The waitress just laughed at Ian everytime he spoke..:P Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu4v6OJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o1wtuox2bxs/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038323741366023202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu4v6OJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o1wtuox2bxs/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. We proceeded to the Stadium, which was far..and traffic was congested, but during the ride..the radio was playing all his songs.. so we got high on that..me either being a freak, or a hardcore fan, whichever way you'd like to put it..knew the words to all the songs... DAMN STRAIGHT I DID!!..Try Listening to me rap in Mandarin..English..then Cantonese all in one song... I'm pretty impressive :P(I seem to do well in his songs..only because we have this similar accent when we speak mandarin..so don't diss it..my mandarin is probably quite a turn on:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there at 7.45.. and ran a LONG LONG way to the entrance where they sold souvenirs..I did a Rocky(that bit where he runs up flights of stairs..with THAT music) on heels.. I ran the whole way on heels cos I thought I was late(don't try it at home, I am professionally trained for more than a year running around on heels in school :p)..turns out I wasnt..it was just people getting psyched and randomly screaming when ads come on..PFFFT.. So I proceeded to blow all my money on souvenirs. :D I got a nifty cap..and a necklace..woo hooo. You may see the goods in these pics we took after the concert in the car..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu7A6OJ9DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/roqO6J8Or_s/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038326232447054898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu7A6OJ9DI/AAAAAAAAAAU/roqO6J8Or_s/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu7BaOJ9EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V7euF5KQuDQ/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038326241036989506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu7BaOJ9EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/V7euF5KQuDQ/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the concert..I was a MAD WOMAN..and I admit it.. I yelled and screamed and sang to every song.. He opened up with a bunch of funky acrobats and came down with style from aboveee... He probably changed into something like 5 outfits throughout... and did ballads and raps...and played the drums, violin, piano, "er-hu"(Chinese equivalinet to a violin??)..by the end of it I lost my voice..hehe.. Of the four concerts I've been to in my life..two are his.. so tell me how much I like this guy... Talented people like that.. rock my world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some clips.. don;t mind the screaming..its me... and the singing..its me too.. i cant hear myself so..therefore am out of tune..WATCH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The opening:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nBN0leBhQXA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violin Solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/59PG2drNvQ8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dirty Dancing??? Yeah I'd say so.. Shirt ripping is dirty..and Raunchy..and Kinky..:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nr9T57lGx2s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nr9T57lGx2s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads more videos...seriously.. I just am too lazy to upload them..they take too long.. so.. yeah :p...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School Today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today..I was knackered in the morning..cos I got home at 1 and slept at 2.. And managed to make a fool of myself in Business Class once again..cos I found a bit of photocopied Hansel And Gretel under my desk and read it out loud..which Mr.K took joy in dissing... HEHE.. Its back! the fun is Back!!.. Oh OH Oh..If you really wanted to get the British out of me.. just poke the two sides of my waist together..in a syncronised manner..as Thomas had done today in BS class..It caused me to exclaim "Oh Gosh!!" In a very very british accent..Yes.. Even I didnt know that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me being a hardcore little fan..and a Dumbshit in class,I bet you never knew :p..But now I'm going for a swim.. soon.. so..Ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'll edit this post and add more vids if I have time..:p but then again..Not like any of you guys care.. Except may Yun..and Fen..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7093233278912757861?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7093233278912757861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7093233278912757861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7093233278912757861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7093233278912757861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/03/lee-hom-concert.html' title='Lee Hom Concert'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_goNFoLkeRpc/Reu4v6OJ9CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o1wtuox2bxs/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7109120708254465797</id><published>2007-03-02T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T03:20:05.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uneventful weeeekkk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Uneventful week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the most boring week since 2007, maybe the stress of ocks and exams are setting in.. there's this strange "mood" that people have been sporting, the common room is pretty much dead during frees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing stupid in Business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty amazing how for like 3 consecutive lessons, Mr.K did not pick on me.. therefore..there was nothing funny during BS. Except maybe on Wednesday, Clement once again surrounded us with his flatulence..Blechh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today..he laughed at me sleeping in the common room.. cos my mouth was sorta opened.. but wtvr..I was KNACKERED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Skills&lt;/strong&gt;We cooked for the past two mornings.. I made nice scrambbled eggs, which i must insist, IS NOT MEANT TO BE CRISPY MEnGG.PFFFT.. Mine was great.. I could be a cook :p&lt;br /&gt;Ask Mr.Ell*s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we cooked some really sexy tasting Vegetarian Spaghetti... YES.. It WAS SEXY... Thanks to Zi's unintentional pour in of like haf a bottle of herbs.. it made it all the more sexier..*wink wink*.. Yeah.I have no idea how sexy tastes..but Zi said it so.. I'm gonna use the term.. I dont care if it sparks a new rumour that eating vegetarian spaghetti increases your libido, or is an afrodisiac.. just go figure it out yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Finally I'd Like to say a few things to Fen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no balance..&lt;br /&gt;Eddy is a bastard&lt;br /&gt;You are possibly a whore..&lt;br /&gt;So Am I..:p&lt;br /&gt;Camwhores that is..&lt;br /&gt;You will get Roti Tissue..NOT Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;We hooked up *wink wink* and have brief dates on thursdays.:p&lt;br /&gt;And you can recognised my ass while my face is being covered by the locker door..That's hot! haha. i never knew my ass was that distinctive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore..YOU ROCKKKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh.. thats ittttt I just sorta wrote this cos I was tired looking at the same comments on my tagboarddd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7109120708254465797?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7109120708254465797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7109120708254465797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7109120708254465797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7109120708254465797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/03/uneventful-weeeekkk.html' title='Uneventful weeeekkk!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-6448888232055627673</id><published>2007-02-22T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T05:50:32.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Videoss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kick ass Videos :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so material-less for the break, I have decided to put in all the videos that I own :D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zi Wen Ho wishing her ownself happy birthday in a bimbo manner.. *sings* Sweet Sixteen *sings* moment.. SUCH A BIMBOOO..:p:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrCP532O-wM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrCP532O-wM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Common room action:Pansy fight in the last day before CNY break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Adlm0CXAmnA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Adlm0CXAmnA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how they don't confront each other like normal men do..they run around the chairs..:p All over a stoopid lil tennis ball..pffft...boys will be boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what we do when we get bored on CNY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke!!!(its just about the only source of entertainment opened..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bohemian Rhapsody: Must watch VERY good..:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqyRqiV9GRU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tqyRqiV9GRU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and behold... *drum rolls* &lt;strong&gt;Serena displaying her Rapping PROWESS...WOO HOOO!! SUCH A SIMON WEBBE!!! :p :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrUQ7D7WgQw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrUQ7D7WgQw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that sums up my video collections...&lt;br /&gt;ENJOYYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-6448888232055627673?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6448888232055627673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=6448888232055627673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6448888232055627673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6448888232055627673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/02/videoss.html' title='Videoss!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-3522725781118849122</id><published>2007-02-21T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:32:04.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who celebrate, I know its late..its the fourth day.. but wtvr..Happy Chinese NEw YEar..get lots of money.. well maybe.. you have already gotten some.. but get some more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I dont think I have gotten much this year..I'd say somewhere along the lines of RM500.. but I wouldnt know until I get to open my ang paus..which I have yet to.. cos mom says I shouldn't until the very last day of CNY..which is also the chinese valentines day..the reason behind this? No flippin Idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be doing some work..which I HAVE NOT BEEN.. DT especially.. DT..DEADLINE IS NEXT MONTH!!!! Okay..I think I'll start panic-king... hyperventilate..*foams at mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So..What have I been up to if I havent been productive..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I have been eating loads.. and not moving.. therefore.. getting BIG.. must be the case of most chinese ppl... and I have been Guitar Hero-ing.. Yes..I have been perfecting my skills..until a point the other day.. that my hand was so sore... I couldnt sleep.. but that was only because it was the first day I owned the proper guitar..I was excited ya seee...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very Next day..after we acquired the guitar.. Ian invited SamohT and Anish over.. and Anish has some natural skills at gaming I must say.. she owns at everything!!! That was about the same time she played a prank on me... she took over ian's com and told some certain male(under ian's msn account) that I had a major crush on him.. whcih i dont..:P Good thing I was on my laptop at the other end.. and told him exactly what was happening..MUHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uni applications&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially received my first offer from the University of Leeds.. Thank god.. it means my applications have all been sent.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a girl.. its only normal to shop..especially when i can shop without feeling guilty.. CNY is always a good reason/excuse to get new clothes.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm knackered.. I'm just updating cos its getting dull..my page I mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with some clips of anish and serena singing Bohemian Rhapsody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuneddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-3522725781118849122?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3522725781118849122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=3522725781118849122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3522725781118849122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3522725781118849122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny.html' title='CNY'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5612623409635303667</id><published>2007-02-14T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:52:16.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentines Dayy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is supposedly a day full of loveeee, dedicated to coupless, but what the heck, I'll join in cos I have Love to share, I care to share, cos I'm a care bear LOL:p I'm single, sue me for showing some love, see if I care :P I've seen bouquets of flowers, stuffed toys(especially a certain McPig)and chocolates, which I have some how or another gotten hands on some..good chocolates they weree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some Pictures of me and Ren Showing some LOVE: (mind you she was MY valentine today, cos we both didnt have one :p)-NO NOT IN A LESBO WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Heart You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Heart you too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart her too, I send her out school EVERYDAYYYY :p:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture085.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren Thinks She looks Like an Alien there..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture089.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were busy showing some LOVE, some people just weren't AT ALL interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture090.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Way to get something to eat..I transformed into a funky paparazzi photographer,(nifty SWAT moves included) and shot possibly SCANDALOUS PICTURES *Gasp* such as the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture087.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No youuuuu!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm Kidding, they were innocent...I'm guilty for making Bollocks up :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POSERIFFIC!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that there is a POSER disease spreading lately..(well i'm at the terminal stage of this, I was born with this disease)This poser bug is spreading at a rapid pace, we have the whole world posing for ANY sort of cameras..REALLY!!..not Just in the common room,it appears to have spread outwards to the ppl around the common room area at loonchh..&lt;br /&gt;and of course, other areas with 6th formers in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottled Starbucks Spokesperson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese (SUCH MODELSSSSS)!!!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahhh(Zi stop being so promiscuous:p):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Mexican Prefect Posing ON DUTY-It was once MY thing..and I was a REALLY GOOD POSER..but I guess I HAVE TO MOVE ON NOW, Cos I'm TOO OLDD..bahh whatever..,I'll get over it :p:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Harry Collection:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture063.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture060.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture064-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Harry, he wants to bring me home and keep me in a shoe box :(..so he can take me everywhere and show people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this poser disease, is Quite a phenomenon.. But at least now, I don't feel alone :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Other Strange Occurences:&lt;br /&gt;He isnt sleeping or whatever you think he is doing, he is, doing his Business homework..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th form common room=Clown/Magic Academy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You havent already noticed, We have lots of These Items within our common room, People have been practicing these "skills" of theirs for quite a while now, It was cards at first, I particularly enjoy pointing out the Failure of some Certain Meng's "tricks"..:p and now, it has even included shaping balloons in the form of animals..or so they tell us, they are "dogs","giraffes" wtvr else..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end this entry with an interesting picture of me and Ren, being sad and texting with the EXACT hand movement and positioning of our motorola razrs..I think we should be paid for this potentially High Impact Advertisement:p:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/Picture049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to YUN:&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you like HELL...I Love you and Good luck!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5612623409635303667?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5612623409635303667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5612623409635303667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5612623409635303667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5612623409635303667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day.html' title='V Day!!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/th_Picture092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-3874248321868281392</id><published>2007-02-07T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T01:29:57.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Love School :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a geek or nerd see if I care :p. I'm liking school now because it had occured to me that I have very little time left to spend in school, with all of you guys..*sniffles* I'm trying to make everyday as fun as possible :)And to have fun, I'd be involved in the weirdest things possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say yesterday, in the common room, SamohT had caused me to emit an extremly high pitched squeal as I had pointed out that the fork he was somewhat combing manisha's hair with, had previously been in his mouth..so in defense(and in denial) he  squished me and lifted me about 1m away from my position..hence emmiting that squeal which shocked the calm people playing chess on the other end of the common room :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In business class, while discussing mass produced market, and niche market, I suggested that mass produced products are most likely to be "needs" and Mr.K told me to think of an example while he went on digressing on other things, so in about 2 minutes later I yelled out..TOILET ROLLS..and Mr.K was argueing on whether it really IS a need..like a lot of other things, but the words Toilet Rolls Sparked off a chain of topic like FART..(Clement's fart to be specific-:p) Which got me really excited and laughing at everything, and I said something about Clement's supernatural ability to Fart while Shuffling.. which was REALLLLY funny..Mr.K then told me that " Ann, your a girl you shouldn't be talking about fartss".. and apparently Clement farted in econs today as well, and according to an insider within the econs class, his fart, was the HIGHLIGHT of the whole lesson..hahhaha..Hence my new Equation Flatulence + Clement= Foul smell + Laughter :) I'm Genius&lt;br /&gt;And I'd like to express my dissatisfaction that Clement enjoys taking my mints when he has a whole box of his own mints..(which I don't like..I don't care if they are imported from the UK..eeew)&lt;br /&gt;Hi Clement, If your reading this, I will stop talking about your flatulence if you keep your legs to your own side and stop interrupting when I'm talking..:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music Taste-Emo Supremo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently into emo music because Zi recommended some.. and I love it.. so ..yeah..no worries.. I wont turn emo.. Bell x1 rockssss!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch AI and see more people make a fool of themselves-which reminds me of that Chinese New Year Assembly today..I Like that song...but I had never heard it like that before..and its kinda inappropritae to sing that song named "Kiss Goodbye" for Chinese New Year..I mean how Lucky/prosperus is that? Anyways..it was funny..me being weird..sang along :D Hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats ittt..&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo &lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-3874248321868281392?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/3874248321868281392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=3874248321868281392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3874248321868281392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/3874248321868281392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-school-d-call-me-geek-or-nerd.html' title=''/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-2337985146100791522</id><published>2007-02-04T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T05:13:22.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pfft Long Weekend Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pfft Long Weekend Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse Is Friggin cool..How did I not know anything about them before *embarassment*&lt;br /&gt;You see in my subconscious mind, I like their music without me knowing, I know this because I really like Starlight, before I knew it was called that..and before I knew it was sang by Muse.. so..Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..Current Song = Starlight by Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Sunday EVENING as I type this blog of mine, filled with endless frivolities that you dont need to know about... Where has the time gone? No Idea, but My UCAS has been sent..HURRAH!!! That is quite an accomplishment. AM hoping to get into Westminster..I think that one is funky.. Am also waiting for my very own copy of Hot Pink Westminster Prospectus..like Zi..whom is so Pro..she already owns one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so down yesterday cos it was sunless-- and my dad was telling me, its like that in the UK.. that would really make me wanna go there right? but then again, never have I thought I'd apply to the UK... I think I'd live better in the US that the Uk..merely cos I'm so used to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PuvanRaj and Driving Lectures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I went for my 5 hour lecture on road rules... mind you I have previously done this in Malay.. so altogether I have wasted 10 hours of my life..10 Very precious hours.. that I could have possibly passed out due to the small icky container like "rooms" we are being stuffed into. SO today, our lecturer was Mr. PuvanRaj-which he said wasn't his full name cos too many ppl get it wrong, so he made it this way. He told us is means the King of the Land..like all other Raj's I think they all mean King of SOMETHING.. So therefore I conclude that PuvanRaj Is King of Driving Land(the land next to Armada hotel to be specific):p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt SOOO much today really... like err..Who Mr.PuvanRaj's Neighbour was, where he used to live, how he was a football referee at national level, and how he slept for two hours in his car when he wanted half hour after referee-ing a match in Kota bahru..How he has 5 grandchildren, and how he doesn't eat rice at night, and that he is 60. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course the road signs here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were pervs there..in the driving school, they told me to get up the stairs..just so they can look up my skirt..EEWWWERRR...i gave them the glare f*ck off look and they just shut it altogether..POWER TO ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wicker Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has come in second to my favourite movie list after watching it last night..alone..on my laptop, hugging my cushion, I got teary at the end with a lil sniffles, not because it was SAD, but the scene was so..&lt;3 :) Its a Thriller/Romance thing, I mean.. there's a psycho woman in there..who stalks josh hartnett and keeps him apart from Diane Kruger..FOR 3 YEARSSS. I'm now scared of any Stalkers..I dont want a stalker..not that I have one..(I hope not) eeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like One U and Forever 21...If only I can go there as often as some people can *cough* Zi *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear High School Musical Again..co Ian is watching it AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie is OUT&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-2337985146100791522?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/2337985146100791522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=2337985146100791522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2337985146100791522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2337985146100791522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/02/pfft-long-weekend-over.html' title='Pfft Long Weekend Over'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-6136920151885206277</id><published>2007-01-31T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:27:29.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS NIGHT OUT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GIRLS NIGHT OUT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a FANTASTIC NIGHT WITH MY GIRLIES LAST NIGHT AT BANGSARRR!!! I Love you guyss Lets do this again!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi n Ren were the first to arrive..followed by me..then we realised that Man and Fen were standing outside.. when i walked out to check...it was cos Fen was waiting for Lanie to arrive cos at this point.. she has two huge bags on her.. reminding me of a Hobo..a Veryy well dressed hobo however..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah here's what we ordered for drinks.. The more innocent drinks ordered were--Fen-Black/White Russian, Zi and Ren-Strawberry Daiquiri, Lanie-Long Island.  The more Scandalous drinks were ordered by.. Man-SEX ON THE BEACH..not SAFE SEX but SEXXX...wooo... and me..which is appropriate after man's.. cos its TSB ORGASM I ordered..wooohooo..eventhough it was kinda weak and not orgasmic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an interview about the thoughts on the drinks..(ignore the interviewer's kidd-ish voice-she wasn't underaged when she ordered her drink):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hShlHkm7lhg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hShlHkm7lhg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh... pretty fun huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the first drink..I proceeded to:&lt;br /&gt;A)Eat the Cherry from my drink: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture022.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Attempted to  tie a knot with the top bit of the cherry cos Serena said that if i could, it means that i'm a good kisser.. which i am dissapointed to see.. that I CLEARLY AM NOT...cos this is the end product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to burst your bubbles Guysss haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the mean time..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi was in a state of changing from Emo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Seductive: RAWRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zi has the Tendency to make me look Naked in photos like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And The LOSER bunch...haha No..just kidding.. its LOVE ISNT IT??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL TO ZI's FACE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yeah Here was all of us together looking stoopid..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on..We adjourned to Finny's=Something Manisha had planned to raid Aeonss ago for fit Irish men..but unfortunately..There were none..Anyhoo..We had more drinks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren and Manisha with their Black/White Russians:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Green Minty Colada: FINALLLYYYY I GOT A DRINK THAT DOESN'T HAVE THE NATURAL COLOURS PRODUCED BY NATURE..weeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Finny Moments:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fen Me Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena is TRULY a MODEL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LANIEEE I BET YOU HAVENT SEEN HER LIKE THAT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on After Ren and The Zi left.. we proceeded to Dhaven.&lt;br /&gt;Where this occured:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Picture033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for my Pictorial post of our First official girls night out. Thanks Girls I Love all of you!!XOXOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-6136920151885206277?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6136920151885206277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=6136920151885206277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6136920151885206277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6136920151885206277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/girls-night-out.html' title='GIRLS NIGHT OUT!!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7657010269409465748</id><published>2007-01-29T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T02:50:21.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson leanrt on a Monday</title><content type='html'>Current Fav Cheesy song-Just so you know-Jesse McCartney-yes call me gay, see if I care..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Fav not so cheesy song- Annie,Let's not wait-Guillemots-due to the fact that..Its got Annie in it.. and it is actually pretty funky.. Thanks Manisha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lessons Learnt on a Monday(excluding the Real Lessons like BS or Socio):p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was completely knackered today when I got to school..terrible sleep last night.. then Simon went on about how cool Rain was.. his concert..his stage.. and whatever else about this Korean superstar that I couldn't careless about :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson number one- Getting smacked wakes me up better than caffeine *cue in Smack That*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into registration class, sat there, still knackered.. and out of the blue..Samoht smacked me on my chest(not anywhere dodgy, just my chest plate area). Because..there was a mozzy haha. now That woke me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Number two- I AM A BULLY AND AM EVIL..TAKE THAT!!Be afraiiiddd..:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after a free lesson and a breakfast date with Fen-where we had girl talk:D. I have somehow gotten a serious gastric problem..which lasted throughout the day..(or for as long as I was in school-till lunchtime).. I had Business lesson, if you haven't already seen this TREND(not the one in the time series analysis where you divide 8 month moving totals by 8--woah I can revise through blogging..PRO-ness..), its the Trend where Mr.K picks on me for fun..which I'm okay with..its funny. He came into the room today and said in the utmost scary/serious manner.. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU..quite startled I was for a moment, but I figured he was probably playing with me again. He claimed that my twin had told him that , I was being a Bully.. and scared the shit out of him to get the questions for the Business Test we had after their class.. Which was entirely BOLLOCKS. And so Z, was like.. He took Drama.. he can ACT fear..and Mr.K was like NO.That was real FEAR in his eyes.. and came to the conclusion that Ann(yes, me) Is and can be EVIL(even tho i didnt actually do anything haha). So the point is that I asked Mr.K to try and attempt to spread the fact that I am and can be Evil and see who believes it..I'd be glad if someone really does..its been too hard convincing people that I have a darker side :P&lt;br /&gt;On the rest of the business lesson.. Me and Z continously said Hi,Hi,Hi and stroked each others arms, and did the "china woman" look which freaked Lang out..hehe..but it was tres tres foonie. Stand up Comedy..Sit Down Comedy..Sit up Comedy.. Ahh the things we came up with during this lesson was pretty funkayyy..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson Number 3- Do not Wear heels during a Fire..:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after business..was socio..it was alright, realised that I need to work real hard for the test on wednesday..I can't remember a lot of Researchers names who had too much to say on Education..I think they should keep their comments/opinions to themselves..makes my life easier.. Half way through..Fire Drill..LOVELY.. &lt;br /&gt;I was on my 3 inch wedges.. and walking on the field with that.. is not fun..and requires balance and skill, Worst still, Mr.K and Mr.R came walking behind me..and Mr.K commenting on how I walk...he reckons that I wouldn't survive the fire if it was real.. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so..&lt;br /&gt;Thats all the things I learnt todayy...&lt;br /&gt;Te Aprecio&lt;br /&gt;Annie is outttt&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7657010269409465748?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7657010269409465748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7657010269409465748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7657010269409465748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7657010269409465748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/lesson-leanrt-on-monday.html' title='Lesson leanrt on a Monday'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5576050984328534021</id><published>2007-01-26T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:35:27.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOWNING REMATCH</title><content type='html'>DOWNING REMATCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pX3Kfci6_us"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pX3Kfci6_us" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gr*g Has regained his manliness after this rematch..we shall congratulate him..on this DRAW.. however.. I must point out that.. Drinking from a bottle.. sucks.. I'd do better in glass..can we have more people next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY VOICE AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H*rry.. told me this morning.. that.. my voice sounds like I have sucked in Helium from a balloon..24/7..yes i know you think its kinda mean..but i found it quite funny.. and it wasnt all that serious anyway..quite a good way to describe my voice actually.. I now know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY STARBUCKS EXPRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/DSCN0426.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you require coffee/anything from starbucks on Thursdays..I can take your orders.. Except I will limit to 6 drinks..cos thats ALL I can carry.. I mean..if you look at that picture.. the bag is quite large for me..&lt;br /&gt;This week..me and Fen took 5 mins.. FIVE..to walk from the door of Starbucks..to school..AND it was the long way as well..talk about being FIT eyy...well I'm not..Fen is.. but u know. quite amazing..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man is totally better at being dodgy than me..with a manchester accent.. wait for her to say "Hiya Luv.." to you.. you'll see what I mean..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Party was funnn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced a lottt...forgive my RETARD Dancing skills...no really...I cant see myself dancing..I just move.. and I had a drink.. so...err Hi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5576050984328534021?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5576050984328534021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5576050984328534021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5576050984328534021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5576050984328534021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/downing-rematch.html' title='DOWNING REMATCH'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Randomness/th_DSCN0426.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-2377217344485593714</id><published>2007-01-23T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T02:12:02.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace my dodgy-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Embrace my dodgy-ness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already experienced my hyperactuvity due to the fact that I have been having coffee for the past two mornings.. then... come to me and I shall ask you a simple question of "hey..are you bored?" I'll wait for your reaction and IF you say yes.. be prepared to be SHOCKED..SCARED..LAUGH..SCREAM..REJECT ME WITH A WHAT THE HELL LOOK ON YOUR FACE..or simply just say YESSS OF COURSEE!! (It is especially shocking when I'm dressed in a cute pink dress..because what I said..does not co-relate with what you see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Have gotten 90% Yess Of course.. so yeah.. wouldn't you like to know? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should Video record this...there will be one unfortunate victim in this video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my entire morning laughing till i was shaky... its weird.. do u think they spiked my coffee? I think they did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my looks...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes..I would like to ask people if i can be friggin associated to anything else but cute.. its not negative.. but I just wanna know... Im not being "perasaan" or vain on this but I'm just REALLY curious..REALLY..I AM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its okay if my friends tell me I am.. but when a grown ass adult.. a teacher whose name shall not be mentioned-because I'd be in deep shit to say the least.. EXCLAIMS..in utter mushy-ness.. "OHHH SOOOO CUTE!!" When I was running to do the telematch activity at camp.. ITS VERY VERY WEIRD.. I AM 18.. and technically also a grown ass woman.. I must have either ran really weirdly.. OR..she was weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.K saw my 6th form tag today.. and had a good laugh.. cos I looked wayyy too happy there.. and I looked young.. U SEE.. I WAS 16 at that time..they took my prefect picture cos I came back LATE!!..but.. Mr.K said I can still get child tickets now.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Thank you RT for noticing that I'm tanned..eventhough I have been tanned since we got back over xmas..and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!! Your friggin LEGAL!! like MEEE!! WEEEE!! okay.. we can legally do naughty things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My voice..what's wrong with it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off.. may i ask someone WHATS WRONG WITH MY VOICE.. I was mocked 3 times yesterday.. once was Mr.K..(he has something to say about me every lesson i think.. but ITS OKAYYY) then some certain Ho.. and some other person in socio whom I cannot recall.. I personally dont find anything wrong with my voice..but then again..it is said that one hears themselves differently than the others as the vibrations or something affects what we think we sound like..(I can be scientifically bright too ya know ;P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week.. I was even asked whether I was faking my voice..but..this particular girl that thought I did..(the one that loves me for my dodgy-ness) was reaffirmed that its my original..all time.. own voice.. by my lovely fen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound kiddish..but I was born with it.. If anyone would gladly tell me whats wrong with my voice..I'd be HAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird comments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain member of staff complimented on my dress today and how smart I was to wear something inside so that I can wear it in school said to me in an indian accent.. "I'll see you around girl".. What was that?.. she KNOWS ME.. but she called me GIRL.. in heavy indian accent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain Z asked me if my shoes(with very high heels) were comfy to walk in..I said they are good...for heels.. and she said.. yeahh their SO HIGH.. like.. SOHAI..pun intended i guess... haha..:p U SOHAI okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am apologetic of my sudden pissy-ness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something not exactly my business made me really pissed today... I scared my Z n Serena cos I swore in front of their faces and was fuming and stomping around, heavy breathing n whatever else.. and scared them cos they hardly/had never seen me angry... so I'm sorry I didnt mean it.. it was an uncontrollable reaction..its a REACTION..It just happened...Im sorry...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEah.. but I'm good now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-2377217344485593714?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/2377217344485593714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=2377217344485593714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2377217344485593714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/2377217344485593714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/embrace-my-dodgy-ness.html' title='Embrace my dodgy-ness'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5963657234861390652</id><published>2007-01-21T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:13:25.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Camp Report...001 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal opinion..camp could have been better if there was sun.. but if your are an orang putih like our own samohT sunless-ness is good..however, its also important to mention that he managed to get burnt with hardly any sun.. and that I have the uncanny ability to further tan myself with hardly any sun as well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it contributes to my "unchinese" (or "Chink" if you still don't recognised that it IS a racial SLUR)look. I mean.. Serena thinks I'm from the Carribean.. not surprising after being called Hawaiian or Tahitian or Puerto Rican or Jamaican.. but..generally I think its anywhere Islandish..But hey, I'd love to live in Hawaii.. I'm trying to make that happen..sometime in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Year%2013%20Camp/Picture023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace the TAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I'd like to mention is that during this camp, I realised that our year actually have very dashing looking males... I think they were probably the hottest things walking around sommerset(where the occupants were 90% GIS-ians..)Especially when they are half naked walking around in boardies and covered in face paint..very Attractive indeed..:p Special mention to Chun who had Black paint covering his entire face and Jay-Z appropriately written on him was the Hottest of the lot :P The Blackest &amp; Hottest Man alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Year%2013%20Camp/Picture008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fine men of Gis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other thing was that I practically lived in my swimmers for the past two days, i thought we were meant to..:(, but it later became apparent that I am the only person wearing my swimmers underneath ..normal people just went to change..Clearly I was still in Pangkor mode..where living in bikinis were part of the norm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Year%2013%20Camp/Picture009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Trend i have spotted during this weekend was that Aviators/Ray Bans.. are totally the IN things..I'm the only girl but..hey...it's still cool and rockstar-licious..:p But Lang's are the coolest.. apparently they can see through reflections...APPARENTLY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Year%2013%20Camp/Picture006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. I have seriously packed on some pounds over two days as  have been eating so much junk..I dont't even eat junk at home.. but you can't blame me.. I couldn't eat a lot of the foods during meal time cos of my shingles, u'd expect me to go hungry eating vege and fruits right? Yeah so do not be alarmed if you see a more pinchable Annie..cos right now...this is the case.. However I shall resume to my normal food routine as I'm at home now :)All this junk is causing me major breakouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On things that people do on the bus.. most people do normal things like wathc the movies, or play with whatever sort of game console available, read, sleep , listen to music,make out, but I have spotted some certain M*ng practicing his failure of card tricks when everyone else are asleep..(I was awake at the time when i saw this.. but he just didn't realise as he was too engrossed in his act to put the cards out like a fan..with his new Murphy cards.. that had caused ME to pointlessly go to an Ah Beng mall called Times Square, just to acompany him and Ian to buy such pointless things..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notices about me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently hug deprived due to my Shingles, however they do not hurt anymore, I AM HUGGABLE..so I want my everyday hugs back please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly..People have been expecting me to have alchohol in my very small luggage for the weekend..the reason must have been the downing video.. but guys, that was my first downing session.. i did it for fun..I'm not an alchoholic.:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5963657234861390652?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5963657234861390652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5963657234861390652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5963657234861390652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5963657234861390652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/camp.html' title='Camp!!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/Year%2013%20Camp/th_Picture023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-1878151000136855270</id><published>2007-01-17T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T07:43:36.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Glorious(manly) Moment Guysss- Downing OWNAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGwJG2U-8cA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VGwJG2U-8cA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that would be me.. the small girl in the middle..owning grown men(A certain K*t and a Certain Gr*g) in beer drinking.. note how i put the glass down like a MAN.:p P.s Mel, my other female counter part, came in second..so either we rock or they suck..or As Z would put it.. I drink in lightning speed .. and just to satisfy your curiousity.. its my first time downing.I didnt learn it from anywhere.. so not bad for winning twice in a row... but the events afterwards were hilarious.. I was yelling "LANIE I CANT WALK STRAIGHT HELP MEE!!"*still laughing to myself weirdly at this point* but in fact I could walk perfectly in a straight line only towards the right..and into a flower pot..which Lanie picked me from..haha-- there a photographic evidence of me tipsy, sober and wasted but it shall not be posted to save myself from blackmails..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not compromise on taking this video down.. because I'm too proud of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will inform of such further similar events-- and attempt to have video evidence of those events. But yeas due to dissatisfaction of their loss, one male that was involved in this has asked for a rematch.. we'll see about that *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Official announcement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Shingles..if you read my other posts..you'd already know.. but if you were in Mr.K's other business class, you'd also know merely because he announced it to all of you guys.. "ANN HAS SHINGLES THEY ARE LIKE ADULT CHICKEN POX"..yess.. i dont care but i didnt see the need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need real food..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i'm buggered with Shingles (some smartass :p thought they were worms or something) I'm disallowed to eat a lot of things.. so therefore.. if you don't see me eating in school, do not be alarmed.. i'm not an ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my huggable-ness or so I was told :p, and my habit of liking to hug people, it may be an unusual thing now as I'm not doing it cos of shingles.. but basically I can.. my "huggee" just needs to extend his/her left arm, over my right shoulder instead of going under.. ya dig? yea if you dont I shall demonstrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have DVD access to Wicker Park as the last time I have watched it.. some dumbshit boo boo head's laptop died not even half way through the movie and caused severe discomfort through creating heat with its processor which can apparently cause one to be sterile..we wouldn't want that would we now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I speak.. its 11.28 pm.. so its time for bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveee,&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-1878151000136855270?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/1878151000136855270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=1878151000136855270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/1878151000136855270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/1878151000136855270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-gloriousmanly-moment-guysss-downing.html' title=''/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-5854319257131871349</id><published>2007-01-16T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T04:00:26.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be permitted to bare my midriff in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I should be permitted to bare my midriff in school..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm sleazy or a slut.. or a "hoe" merely because my items of clothing are causing me muchas pain!! grr.. I would provide a picture of my current skin condition around my right hip/waist area but will not due to the fact that A) Its ugly... B)Its ugly ..C) Its Ugly... and I'm a girl, I'm allowed to not show people my ugliness..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A WORD OF WARNING:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT ATTEMPT TO HIT ME/GRAB ME AROUND THE RIGHT SIDE OF MY WAIST. (Hugs are still allowed..cos they make me feel better, but don't touch me if you haven't had chicken pox:p)You will cause me immense pain..this goes out especially to some certain M*ng who swings his arms around at random and hits me there.. and a certain ORANG PUTIH..that is undoubtedly BODOH as he DELIBERATELY hits me there.. WITH A RULER!!! You are allowed to SMACK ANYTHING BUT THATT..grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please expect the following things to happen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am within your sight/viewing range, and you suddenly, out of the blue, see an expression of agony on my face.. DO NOT be alarmed.. it is normal because "shingles" cause pain on the skin as well as the nerves.. so. no doubt i am probably in agony if you see that, but its expected :D Its just flashes of pain.. but I have got icky painkillers to remove some pain.. which also explains.. if i'm sleepy or has fallen asleep in class, please feel free to explain to the teacher about my condition, I dont mean to offend them or find them immensely *yawn* boring..*snores*..Just Kiddingggg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lifeskills:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As preparation to our err..Uni-hood.. it has come to my regret to inform you(6th formers)that we are all expected to learn these skills during registration every morning. And so we were given a cheaply photostated booklet entitled "Life Skills" this morning. Within it included crappy black and white pictures and instruction on how to : 1.Do your Laundry--meaning separating the colours and stuff, and the ability to dry, and iron your clothes. 2. Sew a Button-which I found very hilarious as to the fact that how is sewing a button a "Life Skill"? I mean.. are we expected to engage in such activities to earn some extra cash? Well im not doing that, there HAS TO BE better part time jobs..like err..doing a voiceover for cartoons?? (for me..haha)and i can already sew a button..its common sense.. not rocket science.. However, lets give a round of applause(and an optional standing ovation:P) to Mr.samohT, as he, ladies and gentleman, has managed to..*drum rolls* SEW HIS OWN BUTTON BACK ON TO HIS SHIRT!!! WOO HOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On things you hear about me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not true, even if you asked me in my face, its still NOT TRUE.. please just take NO for an answer. because..its NO. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment in time.. I have received some photographic evidence of my tipsiness in Pangkor.. good memories..funny pictures... :D So thats how I look when i'm tipsy... I am enlightened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodlesss!!&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOX&lt;br /&gt;*hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-5854319257131871349?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/5854319257131871349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=5854319257131871349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5854319257131871349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/5854319257131871349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-should-be-permitted-to-bare-my.html' title='I should be permitted to bare my midriff in school'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-4679213929706995254</id><published>2007-01-14T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:53:38.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Everything..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On Everything..:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Portfolio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compiling a Portfolio for uni applications, is a bugger.. I spent the whole afternoon yesterday digging out my old art work and took pictures of them. Thinking back.. I was such a geek in Year 11 doing Art.. I don't think I had much of a social life..I mean.. my weekends were like ART ART ART.. and nothing else.. but oh well.. at least its put into good use now , together with my AS DT work..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I wonder How I managed to survive a full day at school with 10 subjects, cos right now.. I dont think I can live without at least ONE free a day..and even then..I dislike Tuesdays and Wednesdays because they are the days that I only get ONE free.. This comment may get me shot down by the current year 11s.. but..hey when you get to 6th form, you'll know its true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing how I can be such a perfectionist(over the most useless things usually, i.e. The pavements outside school, I'd rather take the stairs than walk there merely because the pavements are uneven and not in perfect order..and of course, its hard to balance on heels:P), I have decided to add ONE major piece of art to the portfolio just to blow the people looking at it away.. but I need a theme. Was thinking about taking "Rockstar" as a theme..what do you think? Although I have a strange feeling that it will go towards the direction of putting JD Fortune(INXS) somewhere in it.. Sad huh.. but yeah.. Give me other ideas , it'll help.. but if you plan to tell me things like Anime art.. I'll just reject it.. cos.. eew.. I don't even know how some people can think Anime characters are hot..its so wrongg..yuckkk..Gross out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Movies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am waiting for Zi to locate her Wicker Park DVD.. So I can finish this soppy movie.. Am also trying to locate someone who owns Take the Lead.. cos I haven't yet finished it after twice watching it.I watched Star Wars Empire Strikes Back last night.. quite impressed by the effects they had at the time.. will be waiting for Return of the Jedi next week. *geek alert* BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IS.. I WANT TO WATCH THE GUARDIAN(cos the trailer was wayy cool, and it was even more convincing with Snow Patrol's music as background)..So if you haven't and you plan to..tell me..I'll come :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On my physical health condition:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently recovering from this dumbshit skin disorder caused by the virus lying dormant in my nerves after chickenpox (yes, I can be scientifically bright at times, eventhough I dislike it), and well all the side effects that come along with it.. fever, sore throat..stuff like that, so I'm not looking my best. Furthermore..I woke up with bed hair that resembles the hairstyle of a punk/emo ..so yeah..abnormal look.&lt;br /&gt;Due to this unfortunate virus that decides to not lie dormant in my nerves anymore, I have to be on a strict diet of..no seafood,anyform of poultry, eggs,beef,lamb...which leaves me with pork, fruits and vegetables. And seeing how we live in a country where "halal" is an importance..it means I am to be somewhat a vegetarian for the next two weeks.. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Other Useless facts:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt's "Goodbye My Lover" is the highest rated track..For Funerals..I found that hilarious.. but if you didn't then.. yeah get used to my sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it..&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-4679213929706995254?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/4679213929706995254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=4679213929706995254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/4679213929706995254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/4679213929706995254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-everything.html' title='On Everything..'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-6745821756890707531</id><published>2007-01-13T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:55:21.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vital Skills needed in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Vital Skills needed in Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numero Uno-The Art of Driving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people already know.. I'm about to become the few people left in the year group that does not own a driving license... not that it bugs me but it IS a needed skill, so therefore I will do it in the very near future. However, there are currently some obstacles as the date for the 5 hour road rules lecture(in english:p), is next Sunday..but I'm off at camp... and the lecture after that is only available next month..which is GAY..cos it means that it has to be delayed agaiinn... PFFFT. What kind of driver would I be you think? I think I'll be quite a responsible one..UNLESS of course.. the road is soo empty.. I may do a Tokyo Drift..Need for Speed..Too Fast Too Furious stunt... other than that..I wouldn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numero Deux- The Art of Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I already don't know how to cook..although SOME people may have the misconception that I am unable to do anything like cooking or housework *cough* simon *cough* because I'm so pampered..or so they think..Your wrong..I can..just because I dont do it doesnt mean that I can't:P and its not just instant noodles.. I can cook.. decent enough..If you have seen me take nice packed lunches to school..I can proudly say...I MADE IT MYSELF!!! *glows*:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point is.. I think my skills need to be brushed up..I would love to learn how to cook like Jamie Oliver..because he is WAY cool..Buy me his book if you dont know what to get me for any occasion :P and that I will want to cook nice food for myself when I get to England..and not survive on McD's.. I have resolved to not EVER allow the "Freshman 15" phenomenon happen to me( if you dont know what it is, you haven't been watching enough trashy TV:p..its when your a freshman in uni..you gain 15 pounds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The not so vital skills in life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foreign Languages:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can speak fluently 3 languages.. and as you can tell.. from my titles above..they dont include French or Spanish.. well at least I DID French.. I can say, oui, no, count to ten or twenty.., cafe, and some other useless things that tourists should know if they visit France. As to Spanish?Pfft..no clue whatsoever...my sole contact of Spanish language would most likely be over songs which I think sound VERY nice but I have no idea what they are going on about.. but then there are the "Si" and "Hola".. and the recently acquired "que?"(I know there is meant to be an accent some where but i can't put it in..)" Wow..don't I just blow u french/spanish people awayyy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On other things today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some sort of skin disorder.. "shingles"-thats what they're called to be precise-rhymes with jingles n mingles*HIT ME PLEASE*... and it hurts..:( and it looks eew too. And my mom brought me to some traditional chinese doctor and he gave me some herbs to put on it.. and it smells bad..but I think..it works.. thats all it matters.. but no worries its not contagious..but dont touch me on my right hip if you see me.. it hurts . My mom really believes in these type of non-conventional treatments.. but I must admit.. everytime, I'm skeptical about it.. but it works amazingly well.. Take my ankle for example(the cheerleading incident).. by the time I got home-hopping on one foot- I dont think I saw the existence of an ankle.. my mom took me to this dude..he just rubbed it...i heard a crack.. and i can move it..it hurts still but i can move it..at least i didnt have to use the crutches the nurses offered.. I dont know how to..and their icky.. and then there was Ian Cracking his Jaw.. was on morphines to ease his pain for like dayss.. but mom decided to bring him to the same dude.. did something funky to his face..pain all gone.. WOW.. he rocks my socksss..but thats about all he rocks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I make an abrubt end to this..I would like to express my dissatisfaction to Mommy Mo whom I think gives me the ugliest nicknames available.. he tends to make me sounds like farm animals.. or dogs.. hence i am reluctant to add them to my long list of names.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 U guysss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-6745821756890707531?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6745821756890707531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=6745821756890707531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6745821756890707531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6745821756890707531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/vital-skills-needed-in-life.html' title='Vital Skills needed in Life'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7121958314579695472</id><published>2007-01-12T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:57:22.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm too happy all the time..or so I was told..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm too happy all the time..or so I was told..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but that shouldn't be a problem really.. I am quite happy in school.. with my friends.. AND I start off my day with PCD.. on My Mp3.. Which makes me feel like a confident woman?? I dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, during business, Tom was going on about how one day they'll have 5G phones with holographic people coming out of it. Being the person that I am I just blurted without thinking "Oooohh..its like Star Wars with little blue people popping out and I can be like Hi THOMASS!! *at this point I had funny little hand gestures shaping a little holographic image on the desk* and Mr.K just gave me the.."What The Hell.." Look.. followed by a second of silence and then the whole class laughed.. I'm such a doo doo as Serena would put it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..I managed to make a fool of myself again with Star Wars..Ian went on about how our grandad rode a horse and slaugtered the enemies in his village..(which is ENTIRELY BOLLOCKS) but yes me being..well me.. once again said without thinking obviously.. "oh Oh its like Anakin Skywalker going into the Jedi Temple in Episode 3 and slautering all the Younglings" AND that wasn't it..I complimented what I had said..with Lightsaber noises.. *at this point you should realise I like Star Wars..but I'm not obsessed with it..I just know..but I have to Confess I own lightsabers--the nice ones--and have fights with Ian--lights off--:P)--now dont you guys wish u had a baby sister that'd actually Play with you like that?? I ROCK *sticks tongue out with rockstar sign* Yeah so..this is what you get when u get a pair of Twins..in the same Home room.. of course.. I'm the nice one..but yeah.. Thank God Mr.Perry was too busy doing his own thing..he didnt gimme the what the hell look.. But others around me started laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say.. My ditzy-ness brings joy to our dull school life? and I'm not even Ditzy..I'm quite bright :p I'd name the ACTUAL blondes who ACTUALLY asks dumb questions.. but due to the fact that I'm a nice person, and take into consideration other people's feelings, and the risk of getting sued.. I'll Refrain...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You are a member of the rather small GIS community..the upper school I mean...yr 11s onwards, you would have realised that the guys in my year have a thing for DOTA..and speak in DOTA or gaming language that I personally do not get. Out of immense curiousity..I asked Tom the meaning of the word "feeder".. Which he defined to me as " A person who is a hindrance to their own group, and gives out hints and tips to the other group FEEDING them information..hence a FEEDER"..I am enlightened. Later on in the day.. I was once again curious..of the term "GG", used constantly within the common room Lang..not sure if he is a gamer or not.. says GG=good game.. the thing is.. I dont understand WHY guys need to talk in this gaming language.. I mean.. lately..its come to a sad point that they dont even Laugh..they go LOL.. Whyyy can someone help STOP this PHENOMENON..and THEY tell me I'm weird..o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to accept that I dont look chinese.. and that I can pass off for Hawaiian/Tahitian.. yes, as said by.. well boo boo head again.. and some random woman who sold me the Mp3..So therefore.. the next time I meet someone new.. I'll see if this new theory of me looking like Hawaiian/Tahitian is valid by telling them them I'm from those places.. and say things like Alohaaa..err..Mahalo..errr..Hangloose??? oh and Wanna get "leid"? ..:p.. oh my god HIT ME NOW MY LAMENESS IS TAKING OVERRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop this now.. before I reveal my most embarassing facts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7121958314579695472?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7121958314579695472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7121958314579695472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7121958314579695472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7121958314579695472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-too-happy-all-timeor-so-i-was-told.html' title='I&apos;m too happy all the time..or so I was told..'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7978538168648010749</id><published>2007-01-10T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:58:27.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't be evil apparently...and my insults are useless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I can't be evil apparently...and my insults are useless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. my attempts to be evil constantly fails.. miserably.. I said something evil.. and people would be like "What? That was evil?" I am not by any means saying that I am VERY nice.. because to myself.. I can be evil.. and a bitch..trust me on that please. However,I'm just a bitch to the people i severely dislike tho :p I wonder if I look funny when I'm angry..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next dissapointing thing is that my insults.. are not hurting.. AT ALL.. Its funny.. NOW THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN NOT BEING ABLE TO CONVINCE PEOPLE THAT I'M EVIL. I cannot express how important this is .. I mean what if I really am trying to express severe insult.. I'd be taken as a joke.. This has happened to me several times today when i said my newest word of insult.. DUMBSHIT. Greg laughed at it.. he LAUGHED.. pffttt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you already know.. or well not most.. just people who like touching me :p haha my closer friendsss i mean.... I have very smooth skin (yes serena squidgy hands included). NOW this may very well become a thing or asset i owned.. in the past.. cos some dumbshit boo boo head cursed it.. and i have dry skin right after the day he said something about it, its so FREAKY..and its not normal dry skin.. its dry skin that needs lotion whenever it can.. and i have to use bloody lotion..which i didnt have to at all before..such a hassle:( sniff.. but since I am such an optimist.. i'll say At least I smell yummy :P u may at most bite me..if I allow it..depending.. but no eating allowedd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dead sleepy.. so i'm off to bed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7978538168648010749?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7978538168648010749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7978538168648010749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7978538168648010749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7978538168648010749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-be-evil-apparentlyand-my-insults.html' title='I can&apos;t be evil apparently...and my insults are useless.'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-6287508062147092249</id><published>2007-01-06T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T03:59:42.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day to School...and a new haircut :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One more day to School...and a new haircut :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every other normal studying person..I dread going back to school.. merely because if you haven't already experienced it, you get homework to do.. exams and crappy stuff like that :( but other than that, I enjoy school(yes, geeky you may think but whatever..live with it:p). Especially when it is my last half a year in school, I don't wanna leave schooolll *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that I can spend time with my friends which is great. That REALLY is the highlight of every school day..the time with my friends. Even more so now cos this will be our last half a year or so together, I will treasure everyday I have with them, because they are so-so important to me...words are not anywhere close to being able to describe how important my friends are to me. All the wacky times in class, laughing at or making up lame jokes, doing something dumb or embrassing while playing sports, the guy issues, the girl issues, the backstabber issues, the PARTAYss , the list goes ONNN. I'm going to miss them SOO MUCH.. okay.. I should stop writing this... cos I'm kinda feeling some tears boiling up..*yes quite pathetic to be tearing writing a blog entry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen from my extremely obvious title..I had a haircut... but what the hell, its just a shorter version of what i had.. I wouldnt have cut it if it wasn't for the split ends.. I'm keeping it long... I want it to be Lonngg... enough said..you'll see it in school..oh no wait.. noone actually knows about this blog..yet.. *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo I have been shopping today.. which was great, I got three tops!! (I'm such a girl innit?..well its because I am *wink*) I made sure that they weren't pink because I realised like a large percentage of the clothes or accesories I own are in some form of pink.. it NEVER occured to me that I'm SUCH a girly girl...but I'm not.. I like rock music??? haha whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought PRESENTSSSS. Lucky people will get it first day backkk!!! Whoopie, I LOVE TO BUY GIFTS. I don't know why.. I just do, i like buying things for other people more than for myself.. is that weird??? I find joy in selecting the right thing for them, I enjoy giving thought about what to buy for a particular person.. it shows how much I know or care about them, to myself. Especially when its like xmas gifts, I only get it for the people I really think mean something to me, cos I dont even celebrate xmas with my family, and I can't afford to give something to EVERYONE I know.. It tells me who's really been a friend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi just reminded me that Yun is going to leave... Yun has been my friend for like what? 8/9 years.. and she's my close friend as well.. which is heart wrenching.. cos.. shes leaving.. I know EVERYONE is gonna go their separate ways soon but this is too soon.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-6287508062147092249?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/6287508062147092249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=6287508062147092249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6287508062147092249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/6287508062147092249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-more-day-to-schooland-new-haircut-d.html' title='One more day to School...and a new haircut :D'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-855599607847370040</id><published>2007-01-04T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T04:01:16.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hmm..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04/01/2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash course:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-855599607847370040?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/855599607847370040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=855599607847370040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/855599607847370040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/855599607847370040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/special-day.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-8559650099220639090</id><published>2007-01-01T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T21:16:30.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The complicated things that affect my sleeping patterns..On the first night of the year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1.Ideals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has ideals, so do I.. mine just happens to be on the strong side, which is good at times cos it lets me know what I really want and aim for it and take nothing less. But at the same time, it can be such a pain because like every other human being.. I get sidetracked and distracted by feelings that I can't neccessarily control.. When this happens.. its a bugger, especially to me only because my Ideals are a very big part of my life... when I finally realise that I'm not actually doing the things in my Ideals, it may just be a lil too late...its so grr. But so far.. nothing major has happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is...I don't regret it.. cos I believe that everything happens for a reason. I live the moment, bugger the past, life's too short and meaningless to live in the past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Dating and the lines and boundaries that it involves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I'm such a "Noob" at this..Even I can't really believe it myself.. I'm 18 for goodness sake. Just how unproductive I am in this very important area (according to my ideals:P) is pathetic. But thinking back, it has a lot to do with having a crush on ONE person for years..whom of course, i'm extremely delighted to say that i'm over him. *cue in the fireworks* Yes sometimes my "endangered" loyal quality-as pointed out by a wise mexican boy I know of :P--get in the way. So yeah sometimes good qualities could be badddd. And on terms of lines and boundaries.. I don't really think I do have set ones..not as in I'd allow anyone to touch me anywhere.. I meant more like it really depends on who.. and my comfort level on the person.. but then again.. I have only allowed one person to hold my hands.. so i can't compare..boo hoo? Just call me ignorant in this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. On DT Projects..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meant to be designing this Dog Tag thing for the Charity, and this woman I've met is interested and plans to actually use it and sell them in starbucks next year..BUTTTT.. She hasn't been returning my messages...for weeks.. and I really cannot afford to redo the project..only because I'd diee..and projects are my easiest thing to score!! The projects in DT are my flair because its the creative bit.. and the theory bits are DEAD boring..only because I dont care about how plastic bottles are made..:P Main thing is.. if I'm lucky.. that'd be my first design mass produced and sold to the public.. weeee!! oh and if it does.. buy some.. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Uni Applications&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm applying for Design colleges... I need a portfolio done nicely.. which i must admit.. isnt going as well as i hoped.. but I WILL DO IT.. So the question now is - Is UK where I really wanna go? should I apply to Aus too? US? I mean I did want to go to the Laguna college of A &amp;D..because it was next to a beach.. so I can surf.. BUT it was also mainly influenced by the reality series on MTV, whihc I think isnt a very smart way of choosing a college.. but oh wellll... most likely i'd end up in the US in Parson's for Masters anyway.. :D I &lt;3 NY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. And finally.. the food poisoning..tummy bug...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I had food poisoning two days ago... and I'm still having aches as i'm typing.. so That too affected my sleep.. other than that..yeah thats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for day two of the year...&lt;br /&gt;XOXOX&lt;br /&gt;Ann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-8559650099220639090?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/8559650099220639090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=8559650099220639090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8559650099220639090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/8559650099220639090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/complicated-things-that-affect-my.html' title='The complicated things that affect my sleeping patterns..On the first night of the year..'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3165329101353569091.post-7598506741959764044</id><published>2007-01-01T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T04:04:56.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Tanned..It's not even Funny...And Happy New Years!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm So Tanned..It's not even Funny...And Happy New Year!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two weeks since Pangkor... and why am I writing about it now... only because my tan is evidently still very much THERE.. Unlike most ppl I've met that went..theirs kinda faded--like normal ppl..mine is so obvious..as in my tanlines.. its kinda disturbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind my tan..I quite like it.. its the bloody tanlines that bug me.. I mean..look at my chest..(okay that sounded a lil suggestive but I dont mean it like that..:P) There isnt much I can do about to attempt to even out this tan of mine at that particular area is there? At least I could undo the strings at the back but in front.. err.. I'd rather not..I'm quite open minded if other people do it.. just not myself..HAHA..I'm such a hypocrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my tan..u can have a look at it when we get back to school-if u even go to school with me that is.. lets get into my what I did for the past two(yes, if ur interested at this point..)dayss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday..I was dead sick..in bed..for the ENTIRE day.. I cannot emphasize how painful food poisoning can be..probably one of the worst ones I've gotten so far.. So yeah I was in bed.. with my phone-which was at that time my ONLY source of communication to the world so if i texted u Saturday..it was because A) I normally text u everyday..or b) I was just bored... watching TV, by which that time I came across this funky MTV awards show.. that was Mexican... Los Premios..and came to the conclusion that ppl of Latin descent generally have the uncanny ability to "move it, move it".. Oh and Robbie Williams did the most outrageous thing at that award.. he literally walked down stage.. grabbed a girl.. and started snogging... TWICE!! to two different girls. But then i said it was outrageous.. but strangely i kinda found it cool.. as in not the dodgy aspect of it.. Just how ppl there are so open minded and spontaneous about things like that.. Its so wrong doing that in asia.. which is like.. grr.. But i'm not in anyway implying that I'd allow some random men snog me..but u know..they are cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Last Night..New Years Eve.. Spent it with Estee, Simon and my lovely twin Ian..Again..sometimes.. I really need to be away from him.. Well Thomas was meant to be there.. but..he was grounded and only managed to come after the little singing dancing party and of course PCD-ing!!!. He had to CRY to get away from his parents..and he was all poofy...to say the least.. it was heart wrenching to see a grown man cry(esp thomas), but it was all worth it for him.., it was good to see that Estee was really happy when Thomas came.. That was soo sweeettt!! Don't I wish someone treasured me like that..one day..maybe..:) When that was done we went to have McD's in the middle of the night..cos Tom was hungry..surprise surprise :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home..and I was online for a bit..talking to ppl.. till 3.30am. which by then Thomas called me in a worried voice and asked if I could take emma in for the night as she was stranded nearby... So I did..cos I can't let her die..I haven't been so worried about someone I dont really know before. for the entire time..I was just worried she'd not be able to get a cab to my place. But she did.. She reached about 4.00 ish.. so We sat around talked and went to bed at 5. And she woke up at like 10.. cos her mom called.. and she had to go.. and I woke up.. so Basically the point is that I'm not getting enough sleep hence this blog may be a tad bit draggy. :P But oh well at least I got to know Emma properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm offff.. to get a rest...&lt;br /&gt;XOXOX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3165329101353569091-7598506741959764044?l=anniepoooooo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/feeds/7598506741959764044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3165329101353569091&amp;postID=7598506741959764044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7598506741959764044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3165329101353569091/posts/default/7598506741959764044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anniepoooooo.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-so-tannedits-not-even-funnyand-happy.html' title='I&apos;m So Tanned..It&apos;s not even Funny...And Happy New Years!!'/><author><name>szeann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03956444196005618873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o50/szeann/pangkor/DSC05177.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
