<?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-35536074</id><updated>2011-09-04T03:02:34.969+08:00</updated><category term=')'/><title type='text'>a closer look at the life of a banana in a bubble.</title><subtitle type='html'>the joys and glooms of my passing by this weird planet called earth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7443896905260651673</id><published>2010-03-25T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:49:10.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's barely been one week of college and I'm totally burnt out every single day. I mean, the real work hasn't even started right? We're just doing the basics..How am I going to cope when the going gets tougher?? I need a miracle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm currently enrolled in A-Levels in HELP University College, but I'm not doing science. I just..don't see myself as a doctor, an engineer, an architect or a pharmacist. I don't have the interest and my SPM results are a good indication that I'm not meant for science. So I took a major switch to art stream and it turns out that arts isn't as bad as I thought. :) I'm taking Accounting, Economics, Law and Maths btw. And, fyi, humanities is NOT easier than science, contrary to what many think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..I'm so tired when college ends at 4 that I fall asleep in the car. I need the rest of the day to recuperate and it doesn't help when teachers pile lotsa homework on you. The Maths teacher gives homework like crazy. She finished 2 chapters in 3 days can you believe that?! And btw Maths is mostly before my 2 hour break, during which I usually have lunch, so my mind often wanders off to foodie land..I'm still in the process of discovering the various places to eat. So far I've only eaten in Subway and some underground foodcourt in Wisma UOA. There's a McDonalds, KFC and Starbucks around that area but they're kinda far away and I'm too lazy too take the shuttle. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, the myth about college life being much easier and more relaxing is totally BUSTED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7443896905260651673?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7443896905260651673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7443896905260651673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7443896905260651673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7443896905260651673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-barely-been-one-week-of-college-and.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7405171236454614702</id><published>2010-03-11T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:29:36.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think today must have been the most emo day of my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for nearly the entire day. And even right now, as I'm typing this, I still haven't come to terms with the fact that I didn't achieve my desired results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone was jumping for joy, I was brushing tears away. I told myself, do NOT break down until you get home. As soon as I got into the car, tears just started gushing out freely and I was bawling like a baby.(and I NEVER shed tears within close proximity of my family.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I've been told several times today "It doesn't really matter...it's over...what really matters is when you go into the working world and have to prove yourself..God will make a way for you..it's not as bad as you think.." All this sweetsie stuff, it doesn't really do much to cheer me up now, to be completely frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just..all I wanted was to get the Merit Scholarship in HELP. Not that 5,000 bucks would make any difference in the long run(we're talking about a couple of a hundred grand), but I'd feel good about it. I'd feel I'd actually achieved something and that would really boost my self-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in the end this age-old quote from the Bible really holds true: You reap what you sow. And I was hoping for a miracle, which wasn't right, cuz I didn't deserve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And through this experience I find this saying holds true too: Every cloud has a silver lining. A silver lining doesn't mean there's something to be joyful about in every bad situation, rather, something positive that comes out of it. Even if you are feeling like crap buried six feet under(like how I currently feel), there's always the hope that things will be better the next day. And it's true too, that failure is often a motivation to succeed in our future undertakings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the sun'll come out, tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;There'll be sun&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Till there's none&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stuck in a day&lt;br /&gt;That's gray&lt;br /&gt;And lonely&lt;br /&gt;I just stick out my chin&lt;br /&gt;And grin&lt;br /&gt;And say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the sun'll come out tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Come what may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I love ya! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;You're always a day away...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7405171236454614702?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7405171236454614702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7405171236454614702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7405171236454614702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7405171236454614702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-today-must-have-been-most-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8345182279994399831</id><published>2010-02-27T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T00:33:12.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo rants</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder whether I'll ever develop even a single ounce of self-confidence. I know God loves me and doesn't care how I look or what talents I have, after all He made me but I still feel lousy when compared to prettier, smarter and richer girls who seem to garner every single bit of attention. Yes, I admit, I'm actually JEALOUS. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all very well to say that everyone has their own talents, just different ones, everyone is useful in different ways , beauty is only skin deep etcetera but in the end I still feel inferior. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dread SPM results day man. I'm trying to prepare myself mentally cuz I know for sure that the outcome won't really be what I desire..sigh I'm feeling really emo today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8345182279994399831?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8345182279994399831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8345182279994399831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8345182279994399831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8345182279994399831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/02/emo-rants.html' title='emo rants'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7450996182654072252</id><published>2010-02-22T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:11:25.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and make my heart your home, Lord Jesus</title><content type='html'>This song, My Heart, Your Home which I learned from RBS is really simple yet beautiful and touching. I've listened to it about a thousand times on my iPod and played it on the piano too. And I'm listening to it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the lyrics are simple, they are profound and thought-provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and make my heart Your home&lt;br /&gt;Come and be everything I am and all I know&lt;br /&gt;Search me through and through&lt;br /&gt;Till my heart becomes a home for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A home for You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;A home for You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Let everything I do&lt;br /&gt;Open up a door for you to come through&lt;br /&gt;And that my heart would be&lt;br /&gt;A place where you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This amazing song really brings me to tears and gets me pondering..am I living my life for Him and making Him the center of my every decision? Do I place my identity in Him? Do I consecrate my life to Him every single day? Do my actions please Him or grieve Him instead? Is my heart a place where He would want to be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chewing on these thoughts, I've found that I really fall short of what He wants me to be. I've been so disgraceful and displeasing. Deep down, I trust my human instincts more than God's. I just find it so hard to surrender and commit everything to Him as I feel I can do a better job. Ultimately, His will would be the best but it's so difficult to see your dreams go out the window because He calls me to do what He wants me to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to commit myself to His will and through prayer..I know that He will break me and it will be painful, but I know that He is more interested in making me holy than to be happy. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7450996182654072252?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7450996182654072252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7450996182654072252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7450996182654072252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7450996182654072252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/02/come-and-make-my-heart-your-home-lord.html' title='Come and make my heart your home, Lord Jesus'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-268168653852574315</id><published>2010-01-03T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:22:44.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After reading cheesie's blog, I want a Duffy!!! No not Aimee Ann Duffy(her voice sucks to the max) but a Duffy Disney Bear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the cutest thing ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/S0C0RXlATGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A5lXL9_i_PA/s1600-h/duffy+bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/S0C0RXlATGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A5lXL9_i_PA/s320/duffy+bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422532161834077282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to cheesie, there's a story behind Duffy. Mickey was about to go sailing for a long time so Minnie handmade Duffy all by herself so that Mickey wouldn't be lonely. Awwwwwww that's so sweeet!! How could cheesie manage to resist buying Duffy?? Yeah true Disney manages to pull of these tactics and schemes time and again just with a fluffy cute toy and a cheesie story but I reckon we all need a little cheesiness in our lives, don't we? :) Boohoo too bad Duffy is only sold in Japan. :( And it's frickin pricey..:((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, btw I'm going to RBS(Residential Bible School) tomorrow for 5+ weeks!! Am excited but a little scared not knowing what to expect. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-268168653852574315?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/268168653852574315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=268168653852574315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/268168653852574315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/268168653852574315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-reading-cheesies-blog-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/S0C0RXlATGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/A5lXL9_i_PA/s72-c/duffy+bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5798479938613692435</id><published>2010-01-02T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:31:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This new year, I have only one resolution. Cool eh, since everyone has thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO NOT MAKE ANY NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, eh. Cuz you know why? They never work!! You don't become all strong-willed and persistent and determined and all that crap the minute the clock strikes 12 a.m. on the 1st of January. So I have resolved not to make any resolutions at all. And it's a resolution I can finally keep! Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yabboo sucks to all of you who diligently make resolutions each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I've watched The Princess and The Frog. Sweeett..but kinda weird cuz they spend most of the movie as frogs. The voodoo stuff kinda creeps me out a little. But now I want to watch Avatar!! Cuz when my sister and I went to watch The Princess and The Frog, my parents and my brother were watching Avatar at the same time. And they said it was amazing. Everything about it was. How does just one movie make anyone and everyone so mesmerised and stunned?? I want to have a feel of it too.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'm so addicted to the Princess and the frog song, Never Knew I Needed by Ne-Yo. But nah, I'm not interested enough to go for his concert. Oh when will Taylor come to Malaysia??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5798479938613692435?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5798479938613692435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5798479938613692435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5798479938613692435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5798479938613692435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-new-year-i-have-only-one.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7057849519902383849</id><published>2009-12-31T11:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:38:30.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzwgzoLwMBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZCMsi2I2VeE/s1600-h/220px-TaylorSwiftApr09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzwgzoLwMBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZCMsi2I2VeE/s320/220px-TaylorSwiftApr09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421244122779365394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift, one of the best and youngest musicians of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because she posesses a colossal blowout voice with a wide range. In fact, she can barely reach an octave higher than middle C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, she is THE singer of the year for many. And why is that so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice is like no other. When you hear a Taylor song, you immediately recognise her voice because it is so unique. Often we get confused when we listen to songs by other singers because they have that typical 'it' voice that is required to launch a career in singing. But not Taylor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her songs are so meaningful. She injects her personal feelings into every song. Each song produced says "I've been there, done that and it hurts/I feels great about it." Most of her songs are written by her and are about her own real life experiences unlike many 'manufactured' artistes nowadays. From the lyrics of her songs we learn that love isn't a bed of roses, but also involves hurt, confusion and distrust. Her songs convey the feelings of an ordinary girl who wears T-shirts and envies the goddess on the street who wears short skirts. Taylor understands the feelings of girls who shed tears because the guys they like are totally oblivious of their feelings for them and fall for the goddesses on the street who have an overdone exterior and an underdone interior. And there's nothing we can do about it cuz the guy doesn't know you exist and would never like you, not in a million years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morover, she keeps a squeaky clean image. She has self respect and doesn't do nudity, profanity, suggestive dancing or wear slutty clothes. Even after all her fame, she doesn't turn snobbish. Taylor is indeed a rose among the thorn bushes of shallow celebrities with no self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's had her fair share of heartbreak too.&lt;br /&gt;After this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Szwohcd2J-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/DY8uDUNbqPc/s1600-h/joe-jonas-and-taylor-swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Szwohcd2J-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/DY8uDUNbqPc/s320/joe-jonas6489405410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOav&lt;br /&gt;CmY/SzwpHlyNtdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/01cgCZdfJ3s/s1600-h/3652a_taylor-swift-and-taylor-lautner-dinnerp-date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzwpHlyNtdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/01cgCZdfJ3s/s320/3652a_taylor-swift-and-taylor-lautner-dinnerp-date.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421253261825783250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will Taylor ever find true love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully she will..soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess,&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story, baby just say YES!" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7057849519902383849?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7057849519902383849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7057849519902383849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7057849519902383849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7057849519902383849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/taylor-swift-one-of-best-and-youngest.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzwgzoLwMBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ZCMsi2I2VeE/s72-c/220px-TaylorSwiftApr09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1565948974214118961</id><published>2009-12-25T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:57:06.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of my aims after SPM was to rewatch all Disney Princess movies. Bleh so far only got round to watching one, that is Mulan. :)I'd forgotten how funny, sweet and amusing it was hehe. Mulan is easily one of my favourite movies coz she's brave, willing to risk death for her father, principled, determined, funny, vivacious, really pretty and sweet. And her chemistry with Shang is just so amazing. I actually wonder how she was able to disguise herself as a guy. I mean, she would sound like a lady, look like a lady, and etcetera..Wanted to watch Mulan 2 on youtube but the videos took so long to load. :( I've actually watched Mulan 2 dozens of times before but I think I've lost the DVD. Sheesh man. Oh well anyway it's not as good as the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay since I'm so bored I'm going to post some comments on movies featuring Disney princesses.(except Tiana and Rapunzel of course, coz I haven't watched them. BOO HOO HOO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas: Bleh didn't really like it. The storyline was *YAWN* boring la.. the chemistry between John Smith and her sucked. No wonder she left him for John Rolfe in the sequel. Well at least she was brave enough to risk death for John. And Kocoum(is that how you spell his name?) didn't tell Pocahontas how much her loved her or prove his love for her in any other way except for getting jealous and trying to kill John. And John left in the end!! How could you do this to Disney fans!! We all love "And they all lived happily ever after" endings. Disney movies are supposed to be feel-good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White: Really sweet but she didn't know her prince long enough to be swept off her feet by him. And the Evil Queen is so scary!! I get nightmares about her. The old hag version of the queen is much less scary than the young one who said to the hunter while looking all grim and evil and holding out some box,"Bring back her heart in this." The songs are really nice and the dwarves really sweet. Oh another thing, the prince didn't have a name, he was just called 'The Prince'. Oh well.. I guess the movie is considered good considering it premiered in 1937.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin: Eee not handsome enough, too short, not masculine enough, too foolish..the list goes on..He needs more testosterone. And Jasmine is seriously underdressed and looks like a real slut la. Nah it was very lukewarm. But I would still watch it again as all Disney movies have a special place in my heart and will always be a part of who I am. :)) Yea yea sounds cheesy but it's the truth, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast: Also one of my favourite movies. I really favour women of honour who possess great qualities. Belle is one of them too. She was valiant, caring, sympathetic, kind,the list goes on. Her chemistry with the Beast(Prince Adam) was amazing too. It was just soo touching when the Beast was on the verge of death and the last petal on the rose was falling and she whispered,"I love you" sweetly and tenderly into the Beast's ear..sniff sniff......and the transformation began. Love does conquer all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Beauty: Really sweet too but Aurora's character isn't really revealed much. She hardly speaks too. And Maleficent was really scary, one of the scariest besides the Evil Queen. The part when Aurora was led into the the hole in the fireplace and pricking her finger on the spindle was pretty creepy. Oh well..back to happy stuff. The three fairies are so cute and Prince Philip was so dashing..and interestingly, Aurora's body was fashioned to look like that of Audrey Hepburn's. I think the fringe too!! The curled up yellow tuft of hair on her forehead is so unique and pretty. :) Hmm..maybe the name Aurora was inspired by Audrey too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella: Haha her sisters are a real hilarious bunch. The way they walk with the skirts bouncing out behind them..HAHAHAHA!! Lucifer too. I love the way Gus and Jaq call her Cinderelly. :) They even designed a dress for her together with the birds! But it got all ripped apart. :( Hmm..I didn't really like the outfit the fairy godmother made for her..that choker and her hairdo just wasn't right. Oh well..she was still the belle of the ball anyway. :) And interestingly, there are some similarities between Cinderella's prince and Snow White's prince. No. 1: They look alike don't you think so? Same build, same hairdo, same face..No.2: They don't have names. Cinderella's prince is called 'Prince Charming' and Snow White's is called 'The Prince'. Strange considering there was a period of 20 years between the premiere of these two movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulan: Mentioned above already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..who else have I missed out? Aaah, Ariel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Little Mermaid: Wow pretty gung-ho, wanting to experience life out of the ocean before 16. And she did find love.. with Prince Eric! Sadly she couldn't speak initially. I think it was pretty creepy when Ursula disguised herself..eee..I like these lyrics from Under The Sea when Sebastian tried to convince Ariel," Up on the shore they work all day, out in the sun they slave away.." Haha that's true!! I'd rather laze happily in the ocean than slave away on land. Hehe..I'd say the movie was pretty good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line up of all my best buddies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzOc4YfQ4gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MOfU2rREsso/s1600-h/princesses%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzOc4YfQ4gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MOfU2rREsso/s320/princesses%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418847269117026818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha merry christmas and God bless!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1565948974214118961?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1565948974214118961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1565948974214118961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1565948974214118961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1565948974214118961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-my-aims-after-spm-was-to-rewatch.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SzOc4YfQ4gI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MOfU2rREsso/s72-c/princesses%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8715270735489746360</id><published>2009-12-21T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:47:47.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bleh I'm really lazy to post about my trip to Down Under. It'll wait. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I totally love Leona Lewis's new album Echo! Especially Lost Then Found featuring One Republic. :) Leona can really convey the songs in such a way that you feel exactly what the persona feels. She's so soulful, down-to-earth unlike unbelievably frivolous singers you find these days. Heehee. And she's got such a great voice too!!! So powerful, so enchanting, soo..Plus she's loyal to her mechanic boyfriend. You've really gotta give her credit for that as she could've easily dumped him for some celebrity who's more loaded and hotter. AND she's a vegetarian. What a role model. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8715270735489746360?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8715270735489746360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8715270735489746360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8715270735489746360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8715270735489746360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/bleh-im-really-lazy-to-post-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4587727604317437745</id><published>2009-12-11T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T12:06:31.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fun Facts About Bimbotic Bloggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They live a life dedicated to fashion and beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Shop 24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cannot live without Lo'real and Revlon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shun ordinary people trying to make a living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Make fun of people whose faces are any less perfect than theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Self centred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Love making a mountain out of a molehill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Try really hard to defend themselves on their blogs when insulted even when they're obviously in the wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example is Wendy Cheng aka Xiaxue. Don't get me wrong, I love her posts about her trip to HK and her funny posts, like the one she had a contest in which she asked people to photoshop her ugliest photo (that was real funny) but I can't stand her insulting and putting down ordinary people for example that Miu girl who wanted to be her friend but Xiaxue turned her down and called her bonkers. And another is Lim May Zhee whose books are as bimbotic and idiotic as her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, done ranting. Off to Gold Coast!! Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4587727604317437745?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4587727604317437745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4587727604317437745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4587727604317437745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4587727604317437745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-facts-about-bimbotic-bloggers-1.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2018045327208518398</id><published>2009-10-27T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T23:21:03.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I could wish for one thing now, it'd be for a magical remote control like the one in Click. I'd fastforward time to two months from now. I would be happy and as free as a bird..without a care in the world..completely stress-free..blissfully enjoying every second of my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2018045327208518398?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2018045327208518398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2018045327208518398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2018045327208518398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2018045327208518398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-could-wish-for-one-thing-now-id.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1544417425492914657</id><published>2009-10-17T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:03:11.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of all the times to blog I choose exactly the one in which I really shouldn't. When I am free I don't. When it's exactly 4 weeks to the toughest exam in high school life I do. Maybe it's because I've been deprived for months. Anyway I've recently become obsessed with Michael Learns To Rock. The songs sound pretty much the same but that's how I like them. =)) 25 Minutes Too Late is so sad..the persona loved his woman but he arrived late for his wedding and his wife-to-be was crying and telling him how much she missed him but he was 25 minutes too late. Even though he'd taken some effort to arrive on time she was apparently sick of his tardiness. And he'd never forgotten what his ex wife-to-be said..ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1544417425492914657?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1544417425492914657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1544417425492914657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1544417425492914657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1544417425492914657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/10/of-all-times-to-blog-i-choose-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4576507982450782516</id><published>2009-10-03T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:17:51.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Graduation day was such a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we haven't achieved anything yet. All we did was attend school for five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're trying to fake a real convocation. Really bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I went to school today was because I'd paid 10 bucks for the creased, smelly,ugly neon robe. Now that I come to think of it, I've wasted money AND time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, on a happier note I had a yummy Mars Bar and Coke today! Talk about fattening but satisfying nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i'd better go to sleep now. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4576507982450782516?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4576507982450782516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4576507982450782516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4576507982450782516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4576507982450782516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/10/graduation-day-was-such-bore.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1491935838845551801</id><published>2009-09-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T00:41:28.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching Swan Princess again makes me so teary eyed and warm inside. *sob sob* =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1491935838845551801?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1491935838845551801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1491935838845551801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1491935838845551801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1491935838845551801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/09/watching-swan-princess-again-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7025971806890855735</id><published>2009-08-15T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:14:22.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, a hundredth post eons after having this blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished making the oreo cheesecake for my brother's birthday party. Or rather Cream-O cheesecake coz I couln't find any oreos. Never mind la, sure taste the same wan. I really really hope it will turn out well or my brother's friends will leave the party feeling disgusted. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, I realise I'm blogging more often than I used to. A baad sign. Oh well, hopefully my next post will be at least a month apart from this one. See ya! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7025971806890855735?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7025971806890855735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7025971806890855735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7025971806890855735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7025971806890855735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-hundredth-post-eons-after.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-6918306841445174982</id><published>2009-08-02T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:49:48.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to the world, where crap happens every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little bit emo yesterday, but I think I'm quite fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I don't feel perfectly fine la. It still IS injustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta feeling that this is all part of His plan you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta just step back and commit everything into God's hands. I beg to differ, everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that this is only one of many incidents of injustice that is bound to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm glad knowing that I did my best and God will acknowledge my efforts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-6918306841445174982?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/6918306841445174982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=6918306841445174982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/6918306841445174982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/6918306841445174982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-to-world-where-crap-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3007688225542504589</id><published>2009-07-14T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:54:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>50 little secrets&lt;br /&gt;Be honest no matter what, then tag at least fifteen friends.&lt;br /&gt;01. Who was your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Janey. =)&lt;br /&gt;02. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;03. Your relationship status&lt;br /&gt;Single but uninterested in love affairs. I have my own priorities.&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever lost a close friend?&lt;br /&gt;One time too many. =(&lt;br /&gt;05. What is your current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Discontented.&lt;br /&gt;06. How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;2, a brother and a sister.&lt;br /&gt;07. Whats your brother(s)/sister(s) name?&lt;br /&gt;Kit Sern and Tracy. Gee,are my family affairs that interesting?&lt;br /&gt;08. Where do you wish you were right now?&lt;br /&gt;In bed, snoozing. I snooze about ten hours a day. Can't help it, snoozing is such a wonderful pastime.&lt;br /&gt;09. Have a crazy side?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, I am a 'blur passive person'. *Ahem*&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you do alot&lt;br /&gt;Sleep la. I said already. I love eating a lot too and plumping myself on the couch and watching countless episodes of CSI:NY.&lt;br /&gt;12. Angry at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;13. Whats stopping you from being with the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like anyone..yet.&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry. Everytime I feel like crying I tell myself: Stop it, crying is for wimps. Are you a wimp? No, you're one tough cookie. The tears dry almost instantly. =)&lt;br /&gt;15. Is there anyone you would do anything for?&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you think about when you are falling asleep?&lt;br /&gt;About getting through the next day and the possibility that I may die the next day. I know, I'm a pessimist. I always imagine myself dying all sorts of horrible deaths. But there's a plus to it. When you imagine the worst case scenario, you're rarely disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot la.&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your favourite song?&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning from the animated film Anastasia. Favourite movie of all time. =)&lt;br /&gt;19. What are doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Erm, blogging?&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you trust right now?&lt;br /&gt;Trust no one save yourself.&lt;br /&gt;21. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;My father bought it from Korea.=)&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you kissed someone in the past week?&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I haven't kissed anyone in the past century.&lt;br /&gt;23. Who is your friend that lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, used to be Huiyee. She lived right next door to me. Now, Ashton who lives about twenty houses away. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;24. Describe your life in one word?&lt;br /&gt;Mundane.&lt;br /&gt;25. Who are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not who but what. My unfinished homework.&lt;br /&gt;26. What should you be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;Studying. Standard answer haha.&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of silence. Haha Simon and Garfunkle. No, I mean literally. Silence.&lt;br /&gt;28. Who was the last person to give you a hug?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot la I haven't been hugged in a gazillion years.&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who yelled at you?&lt;br /&gt;My brother I think. We're always getting into feuds.&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;I try to avoid saying or doing anything that would embarass me or make the person think less of me.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your natural hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;32. Who was the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Doubtfire. =))&lt;br /&gt;33. Who was the last person to make you sad?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember la.&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the fan?&lt;br /&gt;35. Is your hair curly or straight?&lt;br /&gt;Neither. It's wavy and puffy.&lt;br /&gt;36. Has anyone ever called you "scrumptious" before?&lt;br /&gt;No, never and I never want to be called that ever. Scrumptious sounds like an adjective for a pro- i mean hooker.&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Of course! Tan Yuen Yuen. =) What would I do without her? &lt;br /&gt;38. Held hands with the opposite sex in the past three days?&lt;br /&gt;Yup. With my brother.&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you use smileys on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely. Smileys put life into what you type.&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally when I'm in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;41. Are you happy with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. I feel discontented and unaccomplished.&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you currently jealous?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah of my accomplished and talented peers. I know I shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;43. What jewelry are you currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Lol I never wear jewellery.&lt;br /&gt;44. What were you doing on Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;In BM tuition.&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm too young too be capable of 'heartbreak'. Personally 'heartbreak is a really dramatic over-the-top term. People should use it more sparingly.&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you broken some one's heart?&lt;br /&gt;Nah I'm not capable of that either.&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there anybody you are disappointed in right now?&lt;br /&gt;Myself for not utilising the full potential I believe I have.&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last reason you went to the doctor for?&lt;br /&gt;Eczema as usual.&lt;br /&gt;49. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;11 something. That's not late.&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever dated someone longer than a year?&lt;br /&gt;I've NEVER dated anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: hjean, natalie tay, lisa, and whoever who wants to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3007688225542504589?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3007688225542504589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3007688225542504589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3007688225542504589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3007688225542504589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/07/50-little-secrets-be-honest-no-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4816285004388138601</id><published>2009-07-11T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:10:19.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched silencing of the lambs last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannibal Lecter- psychiatrist-turned-psycopath. How ironic. teehee. Anyway it was pretty awesome and I hope I catch the sequel soon. "I'm having an old friend over for dinner"-Hannibal Lecter. Heheh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformers: The Revenge of The Fallen is not all it's made out to be. Yeah sure, Megan Fox is there for you to ogle, you've got to admit all the transforming is pretty cool. But if you want my honest opinion (I'm going to voice it out whether you like it or not) it's this-the plot is kinda sucky. But its still likeable anyhow la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, if all the cool transforming and Megan Fox can compensate for the plot, by all means, be it the greatest movie ever made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, there was plagiarism involved-machinery(decepticon) under human skin. You don't need half a brain to figure out which movie consists of machinery under human skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I know I'm very skeptical, negative and pessimistic. But so what? That's how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4816285004388138601?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4816285004388138601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4816285004388138601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4816285004388138601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4816285004388138601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-watched-silencing-of-lambs-last.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3334265270131640191</id><published>2009-05-27T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:53:02.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sh1htMj4xYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/M2OIr0tA4I8/s1600-h/CIMG1720%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sh1htMj4xYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/M2OIr0tA4I8/s320/CIMG1720%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340532162225030530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet memories in Korea. =D *sniff sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3334265270131640191?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3334265270131640191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3334265270131640191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3334265270131640191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3334265270131640191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-memories-in-korea.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sh1htMj4xYI/AAAAAAAAAGI/M2OIr0tA4I8/s72-c/CIMG1720%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1370233929997585494</id><published>2009-05-19T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:33:38.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't even know why I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a queer pattern harhar-not blogging for eons and suddenly one right smack in the middle of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of bezerk people bugging me harhar you know who you are. *wink* Just joking la don't go fuming in your seat if you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio today was pretty okay. My definition of okay differs from that of many others. My definition of okay is enough to pass whereas others' might be ranging from 95-100%. Oh well,yawn that's the end of my crazily short post. Hope it's enough to sedate you for a while. =)) Hee hee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1370233929997585494?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1370233929997585494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1370233929997585494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1370233929997585494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1370233929997585494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-even-know-why-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-997049701927127366</id><published>2009-02-13T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:38:27.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs are yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs are nutritious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs are versatile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs are hassle-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eggs are cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-997049701927127366?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/997049701927127366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=997049701927127366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/997049701927127366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/997049701927127366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-like-eggs.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2371514228656254452</id><published>2009-01-03T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:11:29.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Year resolutions don't work. They are just resolutions made up for the sake of New Year. If you've resolved to do something, you don't have to wait til New Year. I've asked quite a number of people whether they make new year resolutions and the usual reply is a short and sweet," No. They don't work." I also know a number of people who make the same resolutions year after year because they don't ever fulfill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, this smoker has resolved to quit smoking by next year and the current year is drawing to an end. So he says,"Okay, I'll smoke my heart out til the end of this year and on the first of January I'll try quitting." More often than not, it  doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess if you're really keen on something, you don't have to wait til New Year. =) Sigh but I lack willpower and perseverance. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2371514228656254452?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2371514228656254452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2371514228656254452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2371514228656254452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2371514228656254452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolutions-dont-work.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4482651857047287952</id><published>2008-12-31T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:31:19.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can I just say something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that easy to be zealous and fervent for the Lord 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are times when I'm on seventh heaven and everything is going for me and I feel God has provided for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more often, when my life is in the dumps I say,"God, where are you? Is everything happening for a better purpose? It's not easy saying," This is His plan for me and I will follow it with joy and a greater good will be the outcome of my trials". There are times when I feel like I'm praying into thin air. I really do want to trust and rely on Him fully but sometimes I feel like I'm trusting blindly.If there was just some sort of assurance (e.g. an experience) from Him I'd trust with all my heart. Oh well. I guess He knows best and His thoughts are too complex to fathom. Hopefully, in the year 2009, I pray that I may get to know the Lord a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting again! AARRGGHH! SPM is just months away. =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4482651857047287952?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4482651857047287952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4482651857047287952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4482651857047287952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4482651857047287952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-i-just-say-something-its-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7474210134044941574</id><published>2008-12-18T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:31:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you Tracy Beaker, wherever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during music class, my teacher heaved her pretty pink laptop onto the dining table for me to listen and choose my exam pieces for next year. I'm allowed to select the pieces I want this time. =) As I edged closer to her laptop, I spotted some flawless skinned pale guy on her desktop. Recognition sank in and yup, it was none other than the wondrous handsome perfect fantastic marvellous Edward Cullen from Twilight the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly la, I don't understand all the hype and craze and obsession Edward Cullen. Is he thaaat handsome and perfect? I'm not saying that it's wrong to like him, I'm just wondering what it is that's so attractive and mind blowing about him. Practically every girl I know swoons when they hear or see him on the telly. For all I know no one went thaat crazy over Patrick Dempsey in Enchanted or Pierce Brosnan in Mamma Mia or Orlando Bloom in Pirates of The Carribean. Somebody fill me in please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously thinking of changing my blog skin.(again) Apparently the posts don't appear when clicked on. Oh well, toodles. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7474210134044941574?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7474210134044941574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7474210134044941574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7474210134044941574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7474210134044941574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-you-tracy-beaker-wherever-you.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7935320560293473482</id><published>2008-12-04T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:44:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hermit crabs are so adorable. Not the huge ones with their ginormous pincers, but the harmless mini ones. The way they scrabble their way through the sand to get away from you is so cute. =)  Haha and when you collect a whole bunch of them and dump them into a bottle it's pretty amusing to watch them scrabbling furiously in vain to get out. Resistance is futile. HAHA. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought: You are the way you are because that's who you want to be. If you wanted to be any different, you would be in he process of changing NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my life sucked so much. But if I worked a little harder, used my brain to its full potential, sacrificed some teavee time and worked on my studies instead, I wouldn't be in the situation I am in now. What felt like big sacrifices will seem so worth it when the reward is gained in the end. God has certainly made me realise this. Hopefully, I won't repeat this mistake in my future undertakings. =D Sigh but all the distractions of the world..huge obstacle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7935320560293473482?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7935320560293473482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7935320560293473482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7935320560293473482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7935320560293473482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/12/hermit-crabs-are-so-adorable.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3746249881423534254</id><published>2008-11-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:27:41.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone missed me anyway. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hols are here and instead of slouching on the sofa and flicking from channel to channel aimlessly, i have to plonk my butt on a chair and revise my work from this year. Yes,that's the worst thing to do during the hols, especially when I'm not going to have school hols anymore after this one but I fared horribly in my exams during the entire duration of this year compared to any other school year. So sobbss, but I've gotta do what I've gotta do. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you've realised this, but Mozart's creations are simply beautiful. I've just started to play them. I don't mean the pieces specially edited for kids, I mean the reals one, 15 pages long. They're pretty difficult to master, but i know my patience will be rewarded. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I've always regarded Sophie Kinsella's novels with distaste. No offence to anyone who simply adores her writing, but they're shallow, especially the shopaholic series. The characters have no depth whatsoever. You have to admit that. However, I must recommend The Undomestic Goddess. It's only of the only books which applies to plenty of us and has some depth to it. And it's pretty funny. =) Besides that, nahh.. &lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of books to read btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess I may update sometime soon. If I'm in the mood. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3746249881423534254?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3746249881423534254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3746249881423534254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3746249881423534254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3746249881423534254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-not-that-anyone-missed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8122330062128050025</id><published>2008-09-17T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:47:15.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's so great about The Dark Knight anyway. It's just a highly overrated movie. There was no happily-ever-after. Instead of dying, the damsel in distress was supposed to be rescued by her knight in shining, i mean dark armour. Beats me how The Joker got out of the cell. It was just all sadistic and gory. The part where The Joker said he preferred to use knives instead of guns because guns were too quick and people show their true colours during their final moments when you use knives was, so..downright cruel and sadistic. You're actually giving murderers-to-be tips on how to torture their victims. Garh. Don't recommend it. Can't believe there was so much hype over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished 3 out of 8 essays for my moral project and I'm beat already. I do wish I'd done it earlier. Yea yea I know procrastination is the thief of time but it's futile giving me that lecture now as it's the eleventh hour already. I even skipped CSI:Miami to do it..sobs. Oh well, better go catch some ZzZzZs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8122330062128050025?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8122330062128050025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8122330062128050025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8122330062128050025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8122330062128050025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-so-great-about-dark-knight-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3557329529603468263</id><published>2008-09-15T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:48:54.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't I do it, since everyone else can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot play Chopin or Mozart as fluently as everyone else can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seemingly do not have the strength to persevere in my studies at all despite my detestable results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not, have the willpower to go on a diet like everyone can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- I'm such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To happier stuff- I'm moving! =) I'm gonna share a bedroom with my sister that's going to be painted a pretty pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched You Don't Mess With The Zohan. Haha it was sick, very. Nevertheless I managed to giggle all the way through the movie. =) Oh gosh , I don't know wwhy I should be giggling. That guy's a downright fornicator. Oh well, blame it all on this horribly corrupted world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've suddenly developed this fetish for English-boarding-school books, like St. Clare's, Malory Towers and The Naughtiest Girl. I do wonder what it's like to play lacrosse and feast on canned sardines, pineapple prawns and ginger beer in the middle of the night and getting ill and being sent to Matron for a dose of horrible medication. Sure wish I could be there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, as tomorrow is September 16th, great, it's just 30 minutes away, I'm not going for tuition in Kasturi. My mom said there might be riots since Anwar might stage a comeback bla bla bla, my knowledge of politics is very limited-usually held in the heart of KL, where Kasturi Tuition Centre is. So yay. I'll probably snooze all afternoon. =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, toodles till I actually find the time to blog again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3557329529603468263?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3557329529603468263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3557329529603468263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3557329529603468263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3557329529603468263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-cant-i-do-it-since-everyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4748202186423729089</id><published>2008-09-14T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:59:23.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I's been a while since i've blogged. I've been pretty much banned from the computer, due to my despicable exam. results. I think I could say that the past few months have been harsh for me. I've gained weight,(a lot)been lonely and struggled with my studies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrgh. Life sucks. The only spark in my life right now is The Amazing Race Asia and CSI:NY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I've just watched Wall-E. The movie just made me sad. I don't get the humour in it, it's just so sad as Wall- E is alone..like all the time clearing up people's trash.The only funny parts were when the humans in outer space couldn't even walk and weren't even able to turn and look each other in the eyes when they talked. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, better get to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4748202186423729089?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4748202186423729089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4748202186423729089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4748202186423729089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4748202186423729089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3266560334922638924</id><published>2008-07-22T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T21:07:06.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh the days when animated movies were all the rage and never contained any profanity or irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SIXbAXVEPHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/enWy_3MpA7Q/s&lt;br /&gt;1600-h/sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SIXbAXVEPHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/enWy_3MpA7Q/s320/sp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225823741942185074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could break this spell, I'd run to him today &lt;br /&gt;And somehow I know he's on his way to me &lt;br /&gt;Derek, you and I were meant to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far longer than forever &lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you in my heart &lt;br /&gt;It's almost like you're here with me &lt;br /&gt;Although we're far apart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far longer than forever &lt;br /&gt;As constant as a star &lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I am where you are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure as the dawn brings the sunrise &lt;br /&gt;We've an unshakable bond &lt;br /&gt;Destined to last for a lifetime and beyond &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far longer than forever (Far longer than forever) &lt;br /&gt;I swear that I'll be true (I swear that I'll be true) &lt;br /&gt;I've made an everlasting vow &lt;br /&gt;To find a way to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far longer than forever &lt;br /&gt;Like no love every known &lt;br /&gt;And with your love I'll never be alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far longer than forever &lt;br /&gt;Much stronger than forever &lt;br /&gt;And with your love I'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3266560334922638924?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3266560334922638924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3266560334922638924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3266560334922638924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3266560334922638924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-days-when-animated-movies-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SIXbAXVEPHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/enWy_3MpA7Q/s72-c/sp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2059564750267252945</id><published>2008-06-14T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:04:19.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh the little things of life that annoy you to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got checkmated by my brother. And hey, I really could have won if I was a teeny bit more wary. Darn. I hate to admit it but I'm a really sore loser. I detest losing,especially in chess. And when I win, I feel somewhat, superior. Hey I know you do too. That's human nature, kay. That's the way the cookie crumbles so don't say you wouldn't feel that way too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say if you are sincere for Him, status, fame, popularity does not matter. But the truth blatantly stares at us in the face, yes, much as we hate to admit it. You can't help feeling inferior if you aren't as high-ended and popular as others are. Then again, it's human nature to feel that way. It's the way the cookie crumbles. That's harsh reality, no matter what you may say. But despite all my faltering, failures, regrets, sins, I am convinced that God will make something beautiful of my life. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2059564750267252945?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2059564750267252945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2059564750267252945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2059564750267252945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2059564750267252945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-little-things-of-life-that-annoy-you.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8676165865812098769</id><published>2008-06-14T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T08:26:54.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh dang. All of a sudden, everyone's awfully smart/hardworking now. The people who used to slack off are working their butts off all of a sudden. No one's there to be dumb/lazy with me anymore. Well I guess that explains my horrible, terrible, unacceptable marks. Oh well. At least things can't get any worse. And hey, I get to experience what it's like to be at the bottom of the class. And hopefully gives me the motivation to actually sit down and read a textbook for two hours straight without stopping to dream. Don't get me wrong, I love dreaming, but it gets in the way sometimes especially during crucial times like during exams cuz I tend to dream involuntarily. And here I am, blogging and surfing the net away like there's no tomorrow. Well, I'd better get cracking soon. Wish me luck! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8676165865812098769?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8676165865812098769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8676165865812098769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8676165865812098769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8676165865812098769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-dang.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-854458589880871960</id><published>2008-06-08T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:41:50.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's reopening again, need I say more? And yeah, I'll get back my horrible results and my allowance is going to be deducted and I'm going to be grounded and lectured to and sent for more tuition but I've got this song to keep me going. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,&lt;br /&gt;When sorrows like sea billows roll;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul,&lt;br /&gt;It is well, with my soul,&lt;br /&gt;It is well, it is well, with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,&lt;br /&gt;Let this blessed assurance control,&lt;br /&gt;That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,&lt;br /&gt;And hath shed His own blood for my soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;&lt;br /&gt;The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,&lt;br /&gt;Even so, it is well with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang this hymn in church today, and I thought it was very, very relevant. Though suffering, heartbreak and troubles may come, it is for a purpose and to strengthen our faith in Him. So the bottomline is: trust and surrender. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun'll come out &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Bet your bottom dollar &lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;There'll be sun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinkin' about&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Clears away the cobwebs, &lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow &lt;br /&gt;'Til there's none! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm stuck with a day&lt;br /&gt;That's gray, &lt;br /&gt;And lonely, &lt;br /&gt;I just stick out my chin &lt;br /&gt;And Grin, &lt;br /&gt;And Say, &lt;br /&gt;Oh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun'll come out&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;So ya gotta hang on &lt;br /&gt;'Til tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Come what may &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I love ya Tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;You're always&lt;br /&gt;A day&lt;br /&gt;Awayy. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-854458589880871960?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/854458589880871960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=854458589880871960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/854458589880871960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/854458589880871960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-reopening-again-need-i-say-more.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7785645603568313308</id><published>2008-06-07T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:44:35.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Mermaid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/mermaid.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a total daydreamer, and people tend to think you're flakier than you actually are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While your head is often in the clouds, you'll always come back to earth to help someone in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond being a caring person, you are also very intelligent and rational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand the connections of the universe better than almost anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatmythologicalcreatureareyouquiz/"&gt;What Mythological Creature Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAA. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7785645603568313308?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7785645603568313308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7785645603568313308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7785645603568313308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7785645603568313308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-mermaid-you-are-total.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5666409205399894203</id><published>2008-06-06T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T22:54:04.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't live, if living is without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know the lyrics are nonsensical, but I guess I can understand how it feels to 'not be able to live without you' kinda thing. Not that I feel that way right now, but I guess I've felt that way sometime or another. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey used to sing reasonably okay songs like 'There can be miracles' from Prince of Egypt but now she's singing stuff like 'Touch my Body'. Even the title is enough to make you shudder. Oh well, to please this horribly corrupted world I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go back to schooolll. =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5666409205399894203?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5666409205399894203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5666409205399894203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5666409205399894203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5666409205399894203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-cant-live-if-living-is-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5926659955879301330</id><published>2008-06-04T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:50:33.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sooo..true man. It's so true it's spot on! Blogthings rock!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5926659955879301330?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5926659955879301330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5926659955879301330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5926659955879301330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5926659955879301330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-milk-chocolate-total-dreamer.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2776701042364426419</id><published>2008-06-03T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:32:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is photo deprived, I know that all too well. Mainly because, I don't have any pretty photos of myself, cuz I'm not a pretty or photogenic person myself, I do not have superb photography skills, and yeah, mostly because I'm plain lazy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I do not really see the need to capture every breathing moment in time. I do not feel that it is really necessary. Of course, there's absolutely nothing wrong with doing so, but I just don't have the need to. For reasons best known to myself, some memories are just best left as, well, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah, I'm fully aware of my horrible vocab. My blog entries aren't as articulate as those of many others, so, pray, do forgive me. I know horrible vocab is not acceptable for a banana like me, but, I just lost interest in reading long ago. Anyway, simple, un-flowery English is easier to understand, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab just now from mid-valley to home, just in time to watch the unsatisfying finale of Ugly Betty 2. We(my family and I), after dining happily in Tony Roma's-an all-time favourite restaurant in The Gardens, the ribs are good.=)-in conjunction with my mom's birthday=), wanted to get home early to watch the finale. So we got into the car and, poof, the car could not start. =S According to my father, the car was out of battery and it was high time to change it-he was going to, but didn't expect it to die on him that fast. Oh well. So while waiting for the 'battery-changers', he told the rest of us to grab a cab to get home in time for the finale. Getting in a cab was quite an experience, as we were always ferried here and ther by ou parents. And can you believe it, some cab drivers refused to take us just because its not convenient/they wanna avoid congestion/it's out of their way. By right, every whim and fancy of every customer should be catered to, ridiculous as they may be, no questions asked. Period. Ater all, it's not like we don't have to pay- taking cabs are friggin expensive these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was kinda paranoid about taking cabs, what with cab drivers raping/stabbing/robbing people these days. I imagined the worst case scenario-the cab driver slitting out throats and escaping with our stuff, leaving us to die. I even prayed, should I die tonight, would You forgive me of my sins and take me to Heaven to be with You. Well, God certainly did have mercy on us that night, we arrived home safe and sound. =) Oh well, it's just my overreactive imagination-I always imagine the worst possible thing that could happen. Apart from being blur, that's me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites. =) Can't wait to watch Prince Caspian with Yuen this Thurs. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2776701042364426419?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2776701042364426419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2776701042364426419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2776701042364426419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2776701042364426419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-blog-is-photo-deprived-i-know-that.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3664937415305752569</id><published>2008-06-02T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:45:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided on a few names for my future kids, provided I do get married, that is. =)Which is sort of impossible, so I'm just dreaming unrealistically. Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estella (The orphan adopted by an old hag, Miss Havisham in Great Expectations by Charles Dickens.)I love this name, it's so pretty. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhiannon (Floss's bestie in Candy Floss, by Jaqueline Wilson.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice (A cute little chatty six-year-old girl in my music class, Clarice Yeo. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara (Inspired by Lara Croft, from Tomb Raider.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camilla (Tracy's foster parent in Tracy Beaker, an award winning book by Jaqueline Wilson.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel (A bold, courageous quartermaster who seeks to win the heart of the beautiful and fair Annalisa in To Catch A Pirate, by Jade Parker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jervis (Judy Abbott's affluent benefactor in Daddy-Long-Legs, by Jean Webster.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about it. Note that these aren't common names, such as Jonathan, Peter and Jane etcetera..I have a thing for uncommon, English names. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang. I suck at chess. I let my brother checkmate me without a real fight. Chess is still fun, though. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3664937415305752569?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3664937415305752569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3664937415305752569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3664937415305752569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3664937415305752569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-decided-on-few-names-for-my-future.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3389801537336552670</id><published>2008-06-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:59:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Chocolate Cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/chocolate-cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, comforting, and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true classic, and while you're not super cutting edge, you're high quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People love your company - and have even been known to get addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. =))) Chocolate is so me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3389801537336552670?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3389801537336552670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3389801537336552670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3389801537336552670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3389801537336552670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-are-chocolate-cake-fun-comforting.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-9215942285345142197</id><published>2008-06-01T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T22:29:59.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Indiana Jones last Friday. It was pretty good, except for the part where all the skeletons fused into one and became an alien and flew off in its ufo thing. Didn't understand the part when the crazy lady absorbed stuff from the alien into her eyes and demanded for more and POOF disappeared into thin air with all her cronies. I guess its just another typical way to get rid of the baddies when they're done with them, leaving the audience baffled. The skeleton stuff don't look crystal either, they look plastic. =.= If you can't make your plot perfect at least make your props perfect la. Oh well. Ford still has all the moves, and most importantly, he's still capable of capturing a woman's heart. =) Then again, I don't understand it didn't take much for Marion to accept him back again. After all, he dumped her after The Raiders Of The Lost Ark and left her with a son to be responsible for all on her own. At the very least, she should have given him a tight slap. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garhh. My ABRSM grade 7 exam's on the 1st of August and I'm done for. My teacher has freaking high standards. She told me my playing sounded like I didn't put any effort into it. She didn't mean I played well effortlessly, on the contrary she meant I played badly, lousily. Oh well. I'm not the high achiever kind. I'm just an average, nextdoorgirl who is contented with just a PASS. =) Nuts, I know it is, cuz pass is freaking low. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the holidays to end. Ever. I did freaking badly, to the extent of it being the worst I've ever done in any exam. I just don't have the mood to study anymore. Heck, I don't have the mood to do anything anymore. My brains have turned to cotton candy and I've become all slow and lethargic and retarded. I'm just guzzling chocs and ice cream and gaining weight by the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel, I don't really care about anything ANYMORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-9215942285345142197?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9215942285345142197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=9215942285345142197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/9215942285345142197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/9215942285345142197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/06/watched-indiana-jones-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8903554396939384069</id><published>2008-05-31T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:00:38.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are just so, amazingly, amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8903554396939384069?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8903554396939384069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8903554396939384069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8903554396939384069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8903554396939384069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-just-so-amzingly-amusing.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5891907655954667748</id><published>2008-05-28T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:21:04.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Chocolate Chip Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/chocolate-chip-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditional and conservative, most people find you comforting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're friendly and easy to get to know. This makes you very popular - without even trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a chocolate person. Need I say more? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5891907655954667748?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5891907655954667748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5891907655954667748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5891907655954667748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5891907655954667748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-chocolate-chip-cookie.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1256846433277327543</id><published>2008-05-27T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:28:09.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Brownie Cheesecake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/cheesecake-4.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little chunky and a little gooey, you pretty much run on sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take hedonism to the extreme.. And people love you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. yum. eat me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1256846433277327543?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1256846433277327543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1256846433277327543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1256846433277327543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1256846433277327543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-brownie-cheesecake-little.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3001689237239341028</id><published>2008-05-24T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:01:46.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>David Cook won. Need i say more? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite lotsa girls venting in their blogs that David A. should have won, as the judges predicted,I personally, dare i say, disagree. Don't get me wrong, I really love David A's soothing, rich, charming voice that captivates every girl, but he is just, not, versatile. He's not an all-rounder like Cook. He can only sing ballads, ballads, and more ballads. Sure, he's really good at them, but it starts to get boring. People want something new every time. So, yes, I guess I'm the only girl who isn't too upset over David Archuleta not winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think Simon went a shade too far this time by predicting the winner too soon. For one, he probably hurt David C.'s feelings, which the latter denied, probably to save face. And since so many people listen and take Simon's opinion into consideration the most, some would just vote for Archuleta without thinking twice about it. Anyhow, I still like Archuleta. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, exams. are over. I do not wish to think of the consequences of my last minute studying and screwing up every single paper. For now, I'm just going to sit back and relax. Tomorrow will worry about itself. Today has enough worries on its own. &lt;em&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3001689237239341028?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3001689237239341028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3001689237239341028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3001689237239341028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3001689237239341028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/david-cook-won.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7640890863632950898</id><published>2008-05-19T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:43:56.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SDDpTZfUdEI/AAAAAAAAADg/K-fjpKEe23A/s1600-h/David_Archuleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201914089081959490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SDDpTZfUdEI/AAAAAAAAADg/K-fjpKEe23A/s320/David_Archuleta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7640890863632950898?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7640890863632950898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7640890863632950898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7640890863632950898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7640890863632950898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/smitten.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SDDpTZfUdEI/AAAAAAAAADg/K-fjpKEe23A/s72-c/David_Archuleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8838421706705580592</id><published>2008-05-18T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:39:50.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeap. i changed my template. and i'm kinda pleased with it, since it portrays me and all.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always dreaming of greener grass on the other side, of dreams that could never happen, of unrealistic happily ever afters. thats just me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever i want you all i have to do is dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8838421706705580592?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8838421706705580592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8838421706705580592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8838421706705580592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8838421706705580592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeap.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5731757770206285252</id><published>2008-05-17T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:04:57.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right here waitingg. =) i love that song so much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when your buds pour out their heart to you, as in confide in you, sometimes you're not sure what to say. cuz you've never been through that seemingly sticky situation and don't really understand how it feels. and things go all awkwardd when you're trying to think of the right thing to say. you can't say everything is okay when things aren't. You can't criticise or offer the best remedies because you don't understand. but i guess you can help by just being a shoulder to lean on, just being &lt;em&gt;there. &lt;/em&gt;oh well. life is complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yea. and recently there's this china earthquake thing. thousands found dead and many still missing. some have to have their limbs amputated to break free but die in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we are so blessed here in malaysia. seriously. in our own world our problems, such as loneliness, heartbreak, low self esteem may seem like the biggest problems there are, but look the bigger picture. we are lucky just to have our three meals a day. i must say i haven't been thanking God enough for everything and overindulging in self-pity. i guess the silver lining in this china earthquake thing is that we learn to appreciate what we have here, so much more. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5731757770206285252?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5731757770206285252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5731757770206285252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5731757770206285252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5731757770206285252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/right-here-waitingg.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2586026995848803224</id><published>2008-05-15T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:19:31.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ignorance is bliss.</title><content type='html'>exams really really suck. i'm dying to go shopping to get some new stuff. oh well. i guess i'll have to wait for goodnessknowshowlong before i can even step out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ironman, was, really cool. the technology was like, wow. incomprehensible. i wonder how the guy gets so buff even though he goes on drugs all the time. the movie was missing a very essential element though. romance. no movie is ever complete without it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for some people being emo is: 1.snapping a picture of yourself looking all lonely and downcastand labelling it emo. 2. looking moody and sad all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it is neither. emo comes from the word emotional, which can be a happy or sad feeling. emo is when your dog just died, when you've just gotten fired from your job, when you meet your son after he's just returned from studying overseas..that's emo. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2586026995848803224?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2586026995848803224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2586026995848803224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2586026995848803224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2586026995848803224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/ignorance-is-bliss.html' title='ignorance is bliss.'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7459684053128501511</id><published>2008-05-02T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:00:32.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being suckish at computers and stuff, i uploaded the pics in the wrong order. =( ah, who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated yuen's sweet sixteenth at br, gardens on 13/4/2008 though the real date was on the 15th. i just wanted to give her a really special birthday as she made mine last year. we went with the tan sisters, rachel and steph. after stuffing ourselves with cake and yummilicious fondue, we went shopping!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4ApVpf9I/AAAAAAAAADA/UMbGDk-DhTQ/s1600-h/Picture+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195808178849808338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4ApVpf9I/AAAAAAAAADA/UMbGDk-DhTQ/s320/Picture+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             sweet yuen munching on her brownie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4BJVpf-I/AAAAAAAAADI/Zy2u_xokCw8/s1600-h/Picture+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195808187439742946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4BJVpf-I/AAAAAAAAADI/Zy2u_xokCw8/s320/Picture+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             four of us!!*hearts* the three tans and the wong. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4BZVpf_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/kVw0v7dOVeI/s1600-h/Picture+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4BpVpgAI/AAAAAAAAADY/I-r42-SJZRc/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195808196029677570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4BpVpgAI/AAAAAAAAADY/I-r42-SJZRc/s320/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             okayyhh, a really random pic from prefects camp. we took a picture of our zone. it was my idea btw. =)) two people are missing though. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs10ZVpf6I/AAAAAAAAACo/8lDYsj-vFMY/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195805769373155234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs10ZVpf6I/AAAAAAAAACo/8lDYsj-vFMY/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             the yummy, heavenly, irresistable fondue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs105Vpf7I/AAAAAAAAACw/RI5qdrDlSDA/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195805777963089842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs105Vpf7I/AAAAAAAAACw/RI5qdrDlSDA/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             yuen's cake-Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs11JVpf8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PWKE6hylU1o/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195805782258057154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs11JVpf8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/PWKE6hylU1o/s320/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              After =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotta get cracking on my studies now! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7459684053128501511?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7459684053128501511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7459684053128501511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7459684053128501511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7459684053128501511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/05/being-suckish-at-computers-and-stuff-i.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/SBs4ApVpf9I/AAAAAAAAADA/UMbGDk-DhTQ/s72-c/Picture+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-9004436375806466808</id><published>2008-04-28T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:37:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prefects camp was totally,horrible. at the same time, i felt we all needed this kind of exposure at some point in our lives. the trainers who gave speeches were great at putting us to sleep, we sweated buckets the whole day, and the rooms, well, one look at the rooms left me speechless. they resembled prison cells, exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the place was really dirty,stinky,cobwebs everywhere, you name it.&lt;br /&gt;-there was scary grafitti on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;-the bathrooms really smell.&lt;br /&gt;-there was no freaking fan. no breeze either.&lt;br /&gt;-the mattresses were brown and icky.&lt;br /&gt;-the bed frames were creaky.&lt;br /&gt;-there were mozzies buzzing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on la, how to sleep like that? we can't just jump out of our comfort zones into this real icky place. i mean like, don't go so extreme la. and if that weren't enough, the other dorms were laughing and yakking away boisterously like there was no tomorrow. come on la, be considerate and realise that people need to sleep la.  '-_- the only thing i have no complaints about is the food. the food wasnt great la, but at least it wasnt slop or broth or anything like that. and i dont think anyone puked or purged or starved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. enough said. the only positive thing i derived from this camp was that i would never, ever take water, yes, H20, and my comfy house for granted. ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, pics pics from yuenie's birthday outing will be posted later. when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-9004436375806466808?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/9004436375806466808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=9004436375806466808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/9004436375806466808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/9004436375806466808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/04/prefects-camp-was-totallyhorrible.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-45216335939524013</id><published>2008-04-09T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:10:48.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's like that.</title><content type='html'>more often than not, i feel guilty when i'm doubting God. i mean, when you want something to go your way real bad, and you pray and pray but yet nothing happens. and, it slowly begins to sink in, that, maybe, this is not God's will for me. maybe this is happening for a good cause. maybe something better will come out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, there are all these maybes. you begin to doubt. there are doubts about whether something good will actually come out of it. doubts about whether God is really making something beautiful out of my life. doubts about whether it will ever change, or this is it, my destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, my spiritual life is kinda falling apart. honestly. i feel really guilty about it but i dunno what i should do. i've tried praying countless times, but i didn't really feel His presence. somehow, deep down, i know He is there and my conscience is tugging at me, telling me to persevere and eventually, everything will come to light. i feel so vulnerable, so weak. i know everyone at some point of their lives have been there, done that, and most of them, eventually understood God's purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know WHAT to think now. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-45216335939524013?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/45216335939524013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=45216335939524013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/45216335939524013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/45216335939524013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifes-like-that.html' title='life&apos;s like that.'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-269031983978139852</id><published>2008-03-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:45:37.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea yea. i know i got a freaky haircut that makes me look like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still the same. as feminine as ever. as sensitive as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i walked home yesterday. the sky was starting to get dark, but i thought i'd reach home before it started pouring. halfway home, it started to rain. heavily. i thought oh no..rats. but it was quite an experience. with the rain pouring down on you and wind blowing in your face, it felt quite good. =) it kinda de-stressed me. even though i was drenched from head to toe. and got a cold after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've realised that maggi mee is a staple in my diet. i can't imagine how i could live without it. so simple yet so satisfying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've realised that walking in the rain can de-stress you. even if it means getting a cold later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've realised that i hate add maths. i got a single-digit mark for it and i have no idea how to break the news to my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i've realised that i &lt;em&gt;cannot go on a diet. &lt;/em&gt;not that i dont want to but it's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IMPOSSIBLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;food is too hard to resist. it's one of the joys of my life and brightens up any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO TELL MY PARENTS?? i've never failed before. ever. heck i didn't even fail my sciences. 'erm mummy, don't be mad but i got 8 marks over a hundred for add maths.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HELP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-269031983978139852?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/269031983978139852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=269031983978139852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/269031983978139852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/269031983978139852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/03/yea-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3202547526616010032</id><published>2008-03-14T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:33:04.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my latest obsession. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R9qaJDlw7aI/AAAAAAAAACU/IFNT0Ru-Y04/s1600-h/jordin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177620201989008802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R9qaJDlw7aI/AAAAAAAAACU/IFNT0Ru-Y04/s320/jordin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes my hols down the drain..every last bit of it WASTED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y'know something, i think my blog is like the gloomiest and deadest blog around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea..i think i could actually win an award for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone else has pretty photos of themselves to post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone else has fun exciting events and phases happening to them each and every day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone else has SELF-ESTEEM, something i wish i had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. i guess that's life. that's just the way the cookie crumbles. meanwhile i'll keep my fingers crossed and keep hoping and praying that things will change. soon i hope. and thanks for your comment joanne. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean. =) i lurrrve your blogskin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3202547526616010032?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3202547526616010032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3202547526616010032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3202547526616010032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3202547526616010032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-latest-obsession.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R9qaJDlw7aI/AAAAAAAAACU/IFNT0Ru-Y04/s72-c/jordin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-414721424680292279</id><published>2008-03-08T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:45:24.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;and there you go so perfectly, the kind of flawless i wish i could be..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;leonard: honestly la, when you were in form 2, with your specs and long hair, you looked kind of dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and in 5 years time someone'll say: ei c.s. , you looked really nerdy and overweight in form 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh. i've never been satisfied with how i look or carry myself. and don't think i ever will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;screwed up add maths. there was only one hour to do 20 braincracking and really looong questions. wth?? i did like 2 questions and  was only sure of ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;screw add maths. and physics. i dont feel like i really care anymore. i've got lots more stuff on my mind that are far more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;btw..i looove loove a'zone notebooks! they have these really quirky graphics and words on them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had a bad day. don't wanna talk about it. i just wanna let someone know how i feel i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;iwishyouwouldnoticethatiactually&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;exist. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-414721424680292279?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/414721424680292279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=414721424680292279' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/414721424680292279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/414721424680292279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-there-you-go-so-perfectly-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7823319226712207075</id><published>2008-03-03T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:58:48.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue.</title><content type='html'>i screwed up my bio paper. somehow or another, i just didn't let it get to me. i screwed it up and began penning this poem. i know the rhyming is ridiculous and it's totally un-catchy but it portrayed just what i felt and wanted most at that moment. note the simple yet deep words, not the idiocy of the rhyming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here lies erin wong&lt;br /&gt;who passed away on the morn&lt;br /&gt;of the 3rd of march 2008&lt;br /&gt;she fretted and panicked and fell down dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started off with her usual headache&lt;br /&gt;she got confused and couldn't think straight&lt;br /&gt;satan came, taunted her and she felt afraid&lt;br /&gt;she prayed, next thing she knew, she was on her deathbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a second or so everthing was blurry&lt;br /&gt;then a Voice called, "you will not perish, do not worry,"&lt;br /&gt;"I knit you in your mother's womb; I know your story"&lt;br /&gt;and the out of the blue, there came the lights of glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))) anyway, though i didn't feel too bad about my bio paper, it doesn't change the fact that i feel blue today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not go into details. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7823319226712207075?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7823319226712207075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7823319226712207075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7823319226712207075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7823319226712207075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/03/blue.html' title='blue.'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5918832165578536005</id><published>2008-03-01T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:19:59.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people, just &lt;em&gt;don't understand, &lt;/em&gt;the meaning of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FAIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they think fail is like 'oh gosh, i failed! i got 60 marks! how much worse can that get!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SWEATS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to happier moments~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              this was like, dec 2006?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R8i60FRPojI/AAAAAAAAABo/W-T-btTd4MU/s1600-h/yuenie!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172589575965483570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R8i60FRPojI/AAAAAAAAABo/W-T-btTd4MU/s320/yuenie!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R8i60lRPokI/AAAAAAAAABw/zNW0vUrYWGo/s1600-h/meandyuen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172589584555418178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R8i60lRPokI/AAAAAAAAABw/zNW0vUrYWGo/s320/meandyuen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ya i look terrible in these photos and my face is plump and round but the point of me posting these photos is because of the sweet, caring, wonderful girl beside me, not self-centred, ungrateful, &lt;em&gt;me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you lots yuen. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5918832165578536005?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5918832165578536005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5918832165578536005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5918832165578536005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5918832165578536005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-people-just-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R8i60FRPojI/AAAAAAAAABo/W-T-btTd4MU/s72-c/yuenie!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-5739203424778505462</id><published>2008-02-17T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:32:48.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wheee!! adrian and collin bagged the prize! it's just the way i wanted it. adrian and collin first, and the hunky and hot but cocky filipinos last, and pamela and vanessa somwhere in between. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7hCMTe8q_I/AAAAAAAAABY/h1Eg2NhfqCA/s1600-h/amazingrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167953351563586546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7hCMTe8q_I/AAAAAAAAABY/h1Eg2NhfqCA/s320/amazingrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;while everyone was gushing and 'ooh-ing and aah-ing over david archuleta&lt;em&gt;, I &lt;/em&gt;was gushing over &lt;em&gt;these &lt;/em&gt;guys instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7hCMje8rAI/AAAAAAAAABg/5ENv2M63eng/s1600-h/adrianandcollin.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167953355858553858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7hCMje8rAI/AAAAAAAAABg/5ENv2M63eng/s320/adrianandcollin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;teehee. :) oh and allan wu too. :) congrats collin and adrian! this team proved that having hearing disabilities is not an obstacle towards winning TARA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and, well, not forgetting pamela and vanessa, they did a really great job. see, malaysia isn't all that bad! malaysia won first place last year, fyi, for those non-amazing race-watchers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and guess what! i'm going to singapore this year!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(please oh please let me at least catch a glimpse of them. singapore's a small,tiny island,really. :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-5739203424778505462?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/5739203424778505462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=5739203424778505462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5739203424778505462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/5739203424778505462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/02/wheee-adrian-and-collin-bagged-prize.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7hCMTe8q_I/AAAAAAAAABY/h1Eg2NhfqCA/s72-c/amazingrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4189058671676402315</id><published>2008-02-12T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:37:43.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7G83De8q8I/AAAAAAAAABE/3NImfRSuCec/s1600-h/allan-wu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166117901584608194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7G83De8q8I/AAAAAAAAABE/3NImfRSuCec/s320/allan-wu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suehan,Helene and I think he's cute, don't we? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4189058671676402315?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4189058671676402315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4189058671676402315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4189058671676402315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4189058671676402315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/02/suehan-helene-and-i-think-hes-cute-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R7G83De8q8I/AAAAAAAAABE/3NImfRSuCec/s72-c/allan-wu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2410608085204892012</id><published>2008-02-11T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:43:01.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're on my heart, just like a tattoo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(even though you're not aware of it) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2410608085204892012?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2410608085204892012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2410608085204892012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2410608085204892012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2410608085204892012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-on-my-heart-just-like-tattoo.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1438791189802363764</id><published>2008-02-01T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:21:02.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have this sudden obsession over leehom..i keep listening to forever love,baby wo ai ni and ai chuo(how do you spell it) repeatedly. and hey,he is kinda cute. unlike dbsk,ahem.&lt;br /&gt;i fear i will turn into my cousin aka crissida wong chui tin. =) apparently she listens to leehom everyday. as i was typing my details to enter my blogger,i absent-mindedly typed my email address,that is supposedly &lt;a href="mailto:wongchweesan@hotmail.com"&gt;wongchweesan@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, as wangleeh...then i stopped,realising what i just did. i guess,i am, after all, obsessed. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1438791189802363764?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1438791189802363764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1438791189802363764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1438791189802363764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1438791189802363764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-this-sudden-obsession-over.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4599282608949578244</id><published>2008-01-26T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:48:34.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel pissed when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christians swear deliberately and are not making any effort to curb the habit.&lt;br /&gt;christians label people as bitches or bastards.&lt;br /&gt;christians don't stand up for their faith as they should.&lt;br /&gt;christians are part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are they really christians at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4599282608949578244?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4599282608949578244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4599282608949578244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4599282608949578244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4599282608949578244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-feel-pissed-when-christians-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8993139431050318195</id><published>2008-01-11T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:17:40.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please dear God, please let me get a post in the prefectorial board this year? pleeaassee? and A1's in add maths, physics, chem and bio next year? pretty please from the bottom of my heart. =) amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, form four IS tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8993139431050318195?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8993139431050318195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8993139431050318195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8993139431050318195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8993139431050318195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-dear-god-please-let-me-get-post.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8923568348792303993</id><published>2007-12-24T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:34:31.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LT3awGeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LpMB_VcOSx8/s1600-h/CIMG1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147204597540985314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LT3awGeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LpMB_VcOSx8/s320/CIMG1720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             from left:gerald,megan,nicole aka weiyi,the two silly kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LUHawGfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7EkJjBVgQsI/s1600-h/CIMG1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147204601835952626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LUHawGfI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7EkJjBVgQsI/s320/CIMG1729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LUnawGgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7gNY3vUw2Rg/s1600-h/CIMG1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147204610425887234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LUnawGgI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7gNY3vUw2Rg/s320/CIMG1730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means theres no second chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i believe that you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should grab it while we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and never give it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its our turn and i'm lovin where we're at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because this moments really all we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were singing hsm songs in the bus and when we sang these lyrics i found it to be really true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all you tour group kids! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially weiyi. =) cutie pie. she's only 10 y'know! she only looks 7. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever we boarded the bus she and i would be the 'gentleman' and would gesture to the bus doorway and each say 'you go first la' until one of us gave in and went inside. =) and all of us played chinese whispers in the bus all the way back to sea world hotel. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they really made our korea trip meaningful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note, i hate how the world has become so shallow and racist. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8923568348792303993?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8923568348792303993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8923568348792303993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8923568348792303993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8923568348792303993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-leftgeraldmegannicole-aka-weiyithe.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/R26LT3awGeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/LpMB_VcOSx8/s72-c/CIMG1720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4498378051355084675</id><published>2007-12-02T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T18:18:36.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey..its been a super looong time since i blogged. and i guess i'm tired of using those pretty colours of the rainbow so this blog will be in black and white. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this from a little pocket size inspirational book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No one can make you feel inferior without your consent' -Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correct me if i'm wrong, but was/is Eleanor Roosevelt Theodore Roosevelt's wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the main point. i've felt inferior lots of times, especially this year. but i learned a lot from this quote/saying.  i mean, if you don't let people's comments and the way they treat you make you feel inferior, and if you don't take too much heart, the world would be a better place for you. i've realized that the biggest idiot of all is me. like, so WHAT if i'm fat? so WHAT if i'm not so clever? so WHAT if i stumble and fall too easily?  i also realized i have the same rights as everybody else regardless of my flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, then again, its hard when you see talented people on tv then your parents marvel at them and you can't help thinking that they're thinking" i wish my children were like that. (optional)-what did i do to get a bunch of good-for-nothing kids?" okok, thats a bit too much yeah but my intuition tells me parents DO think like that. a woman's intuition is always correct,okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm saying, don't let circumstances, anything or anybody make you feel inferior or stop you from reaching the stars. profound, eh? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4498378051355084675?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4498378051355084675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4498378051355084675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4498378051355084675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4498378051355084675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7155259153539013876</id><published>2007-10-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:47:46.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RxIcgCiCwII/AAAAAAAAAAk/Yf2RU1u1aFo/s1600-h/Hairspray2007poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121187063034724482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RxIcgCiCwII/AAAAAAAAAAk/Yf2RU1u1aFo/s320/Hairspray2007poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i looove this movie! link and seaweed are super hot. =) -icanhearthebells-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways,applying for job in baskin robbins, praying hard and crossing my fingers that i might get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one free scoop of icecream a day you know. =) goldmedalribbon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i barely passed my grade 6 piano exam. =) 109.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-toodles-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7155259153539013876?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7155259153539013876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7155259153539013876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7155259153539013876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7155259153539013876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-looove-this-movie-link-and-seaweed.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RxIcgCiCwII/AAAAAAAAAAk/Yf2RU1u1aFo/s72-c/Hairspray2007poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1276198486325636932</id><published>2007-08-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:14:14.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RscZx6GaXbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mKLSSnfVXzE/s1600-h/1_805910466l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100073448220810674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RscZx6GaXbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mKLSSnfVXzE/s320/1_805910466l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me + sam =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i failed my music exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well i don't know for sure la cause i just took it yesterday..but yet i know i failed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was super bad..like everysinglething had flaws..from scales right up to aural. i was seriouslynervous my heartwas beating everso quick i was breathing in and out vigourously i really wanted to end everything after my scales. i really wanted to break down in front of the examiner and tell him i couldn't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was terrible inside there. my fingers were weak and couldn't play at all..but garh. i'm not the 1st one who failed anyway. i'm seriously considering quitting cause piano isn't really my cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-the world would be a better place without pianos-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1276198486325636932?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1276198486325636932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1276198486325636932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1276198486325636932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1276198486325636932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-sam-i-failed-my-music-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RscZx6GaXbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/mKLSSnfVXzE/s72-c/1_805910466l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-1395707439801230209</id><published>2007-08-08T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:28:05.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hee hee..haven't been online these few months. okay, here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;birthday: super. got cake and necklace from yuenie and lotsa birthday messages and wishes. went to pizza hut and got a nice new bag that night. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;iu day: was a disaster. a few people and i had to twist some kinda popper thingy to make confetti burst out of it when the fashion show started. and guess what, mine didn't pop. i was twisting and twisting as hard as i could, but it was all in vain. it was so embarassing man! good thing huiyee's didn't pop as well as another girl's. huiyee was like: 'the stupid thing didn't pop!' =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me, sam, helene and lorraine were doing the drinks. the darned dispensers were spoilt and we had to use bottles to scoop the drinks up. and of course, it made a real mess and kena my favourite pumps! =( sobss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;copa iba: we got second place! too lazy to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now, for the highlight of the post, trials. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm so dissapointed. i put in tons of effort and:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bm: 81&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;science:77 =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maths:76 =(=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;geog:70=(=(=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sej:70 something=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kh:83&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;english: i dunno yet, but i can't afford to get B for english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;garh. i know it's better than last time, but i put in tons of effort, hoping to get at least 6 a's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went to mid valley yeaterday to look for foldable transformer(not step-up or step-down ones=D)they were all sold out! garh. i like bumblebee..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and music exam's next week! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-1395707439801230209?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/1395707439801230209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=1395707439801230209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1395707439801230209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/1395707439801230209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/08/hee-hee.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2367371274543711123</id><published>2007-06-23T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:20:12.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;recently..i've been wondering..what is my purpose in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i know God gave me a purpose..but i just can't pinpoint it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;been seriously worried about pmr and piano exam lately..i know that if you can't help worrying remember worrying can't help you blabla bla..but i can't seem to help it! it's like they're just round the corner like a few weeks away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;person 1-pokes my thigh with her finger and says"wah..so soft one your thigh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;me-heheh..*sheepish smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;person 2-jokingly says 'fat tissues la!'  *both laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;person two-eh, joking only la..don't take it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ohwell...i've gotten kinda used to it and i don't really take it in anymore. i just shrug it off. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2367371274543711123?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2367371274543711123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2367371274543711123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2367371274543711123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2367371274543711123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/06/recently.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2869215564912352877</id><published>2007-06-18T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T18:33:25.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you face really really big problems in life, you tend to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-forget about who you crush on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-forget about jaga-ing your image&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-forget about your clique of so-called friends, whom with you talk about nothing but trends and fashion and movies and all that rubbish, or even your real besties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and then, you realise that you take for granted those who have supported you and loved you all the way through no matter what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Like God and parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and you feel really really grateful that you have these people-and God in your life. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2869215564912352877?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2869215564912352877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2869215564912352877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2869215564912352877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2869215564912352877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-you-face-really-really-big.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-4446546208831849954</id><published>2007-06-17T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:18:02.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow i'll:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-be getting scolded by puan kamariatu for not handing sastera. (she's gonna do something really terrible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-be bombarded by a series of unanswerable questions by the all-unforgiving cik tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-forget my lines during English and BM oral/aural. how the heck do you spell it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;some important dates to remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-july 7th(the date i made history)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-july 13th(iu day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-july 14th(copa iba)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-1st august(first trial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-august 12th(my bro's birthday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-august 17th(grade 6 piano exam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-1st october(PMR) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dear Heavenly Father, i thank Thee for everything You've given me, the good and the not-so-good. i am glad to be made fearfully by You. Please oh please help me through the tough times and rejoice with me through the good times. in Jesus's Name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-4446546208831849954?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/4446546208831849954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=4446546208831849954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4446546208831849954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/4446546208831849954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/06/tomorrow-ill-be-getting-scolded-by-puan.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8565163451200953337</id><published>2007-06-03T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:22:12.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;finally. i can finally sit back and relax with a nice, juicy book, a glass of refreshing mango cordial and my darling pet croc, snappie. =) p.s. -it's kinda dark, but look at it in the light. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RmJZiiGroSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GR0P5c7Y9_I/s1600-h/CIMG1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071714580177854754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RmJZiiGroSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GR0P5c7Y9_I/s320/CIMG1242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I CAN'T STAND MY RELATIVES NO MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they are very ANNOYING! for some of you it might not be annoying, but they say stuff like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;(in hakka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;aiyoo..So skinny already a! But must eat properly okay. eat lots of green vegetables. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wah, pretty already a!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tall already o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SWEAT!!!!! for one, i am SO not skinny. i eats tons and i've put on weight. i'm super far from being skinny. those relatives love making freaking false compliments. seriously, it would be better if they told the truth and said i was fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;currently, my paternal aunt and grandma and my maternal aunt and grandma are in my house. and it's super squashy during mealtimes!! thank God they're going home soon. my maternal side just came recently, but my paternal grandma's been here for a month! a whole freaking month! i'm tired of hearing shrieks of hakka around the house especially when i don't really understand the dialect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yesterday..we were waiting at this steamboat restaurant. it was full and we were standing at the side, waiting patiently for one table to finish so we could take it. my maternal grandma was sitting on a chair and i was standing beside her. then, when one worker wanted to put stuff on the place i was standing, i turned and wanted to move away to make space for the stuff and my grandma caught hold of my WAIST and said in hakka' stand near me la.' then she began caressing my hand for like, one minute...it was like so weird coz i'm not that close to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;then just now, at the oh so full squashy table at lunch, my paternal aunt observed what i ate. SSSSWWWEEEEAAAATTT. then when i was taking my fourth piece of taufu, she had to announce it to the whole table. 'wah, she ate 4 pieces of tauhu!' i dunno whether thats good or bad but why did she have to report what i ate?? i so wanted to tell her to mind her own business and stop observing my food! but if i did there would be the biggest uproar in any hakka family in history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i have the most wonderful family in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8565163451200953337?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8565163451200953337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8565163451200953337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8565163451200953337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8565163451200953337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/06/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/RmJZiiGroSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GR0P5c7Y9_I/s72-c/CIMG1242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3951546227807839237</id><published>2007-05-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:42:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've discovered two things about myself recently..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1. i love picking and eating the toppings off cakes. especially if it's chocolate. i took nearly all the chocolate bits off my mom's mothers day cake and there was barely any left on it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. i actually like soft toys! especially the cute ones with big smiles on them. my sis went to parkson today to buy her early birthday present which is actually this sunday: a cute little soft toy chihuahua from yomiko classics, russ. it cost like, 40 bucks for that small thing. i wandered about the soft toy section and spotted this adorable, cute and funky nici dog! when i saw it, i felt that i simply HAD to own it. i turned the label, looked at the price tag and..owh. it cost more than my monthly pocket money and i would be broke for a couple of months if i bought it. =( my mom laughed and told me to wait till my birthday.. which is in a couple months time. so i shall have to be a patient little girl and wait. =) all the nici toys are so cute! most of them have that adorable big smile that the toys from russ don't, so there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm getting pmr blues now. there's like, less than 200 days to pmr. i wonder if i will fail it and go to one of the lowest classes..like 4k6. shudder. i hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3951546227807839237?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3951546227807839237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3951546227807839237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3951546227807839237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3951546227807839237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-discovered-two-things-about-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-2223504739736471864</id><published>2007-05-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:38:30.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recent random happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;helloo..people..i know i've been kinda inactive..well i've been kinda busy so i'll try to update yea? and as you know, there's such a thing called pmr coming soon in 5 months. i really really really really reaaaallllllyyy wanna get straight a's. i know that's really far-fetched cuz i'm not even close to getting two. but i can try right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;some stuff that happened recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;-i saw a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in the sky twice last week! don't get me wrong, i have witnesses. =) it was so pretty..and so near too! i nearly wanted to go hunt for a pot of gold at the end of it. hey wait, rainbows have two ends, so that means two pots of gold. =) i'm feeling crappy today, so just bear with me yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-some preety silly stuff happened to me today. urgh,the idiocy of boys! during one of the first few periods, i was happily doing my work..lalala..then out of the blue, an exercise book hit me on the head! i mean REALLY hit! it didn't just brush past my head, it hit the 'jackpot', so i call it. =) it was as if that idiotic guy had aimed for my head. i half expected him to yell 'bingo!' when it hit me. luckily he apologised, or i would have taken the book,aimed carefully,and hit him back with it. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-sam didn't come today! my partner for life was absent from school! oh well, she lost to a common enemy, called 'the fever virus'. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-i will now continue discussing the idiocy of guys. in the hall today after recess, we were practising the song 'take me to your heart' for puan yap's retirement on teacher's day. i was standing around, dreamy thoughts filling my empty head....and, AGAIN, i was interrupted by yet another idiotic guy. he trying to catch a book..another darned book which flew behind me.in trying to catch the book..his arm brushed my skirt. i don't just mean my skirt you know. =) urgggggghhhh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;-i haven't been to mall in ages! i'm suffering of lack of shopping. is there a name for it? mall fever? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so yeah, thats it. i've officially ended my crappy rantings of the day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-2223504739736471864?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/2223504739736471864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=2223504739736471864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2223504739736471864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/2223504739736471864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/05/recent-random-happenings.html' title='recent random happenings'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8227053113983914701</id><published>2007-05-05T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:31:14.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=')'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Rjx7c-HgzPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4KqEFfHCA2s/s1600-h/angeline+n+frenz-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061055818898656498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Rjx7c-HgzPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4KqEFfHCA2s/s320/angeline+n+frenz-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me+si ting =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;less than a month ago,i had shoulder length hair and she had hip length hair. now we have ear length hair. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;similarities in this pic: the ear length hair. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;differences: she looks oh so pretty and i am a total freak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;note the 'how sweet..' on the photo. she was referring to me. she said it looked sweet because i tilted my head that way. =) well to rephrase that, i think she is the one looking sweet, not me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh yea, by the way her birthday is just 8 days before mine. =) provided that i did my maths correctly. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;btw, i can't find my tie. it has probably been taken and burned to ashes by a bunch of afternoon session kids who haven't the slightest idea how important that tie is to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i lost it on thursday. i took off my tie, i put it SOMEWHERE, ate lunch and rushed off to interact's adoption ceremony. forgot totally about the tie and went home as happy as a lark. next day, woke up and searched frantically for the tie and it was nowhere to be found till this day. people were like staring at me with my blue tie because prefects are supposed to wear red ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh gawshies. what the heck am i gonna DOOOO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;life sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8227053113983914701?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8227053113983914701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8227053113983914701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8227053113983914701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8227053113983914701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/05/mesi-ting-less-than-month-agoi-had.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Rjx7c-HgzPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4KqEFfHCA2s/s72-c/angeline+n+frenz-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-3131610372960842473</id><published>2007-04-26T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T22:19:04.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heyya! i've been sorta busy for the past month, so i didn't have time to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;exams were really bad. i panicked and studied last minute and got really really low marks. SOME people, ahem, some people say they 'didn't study' and they never fail to pass with flying colours. how's that? =) okay, i'm gonna analyze my marks here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;bm-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;59&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;maths-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-89&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;kh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-73&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;sejarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;geografi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;booo...terrible terrible terrible..i don't usually get tha low for maths..ugh..and geografi is the most shameful of all..argh. oh well..i'll TRY harder next time. i mean really try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and the sejarah and geografi project deadline's next week! i dunno how to do anything! i'm as blur as a sotong could be. i haven't started anything. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my life is currently in the dumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-3131610372960842473?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/3131610372960842473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=3131610372960842473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3131610372960842473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/3131610372960842473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/04/heyya-ive-been-sorta-busy-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-8178675223836137456</id><published>2007-03-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T22:17:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;holidays are oh so short! i thought it just began and now it's nearly over..grr..i've lazed about and munched on chocsies and chipsies and goodness knows what else..watched csi..AHHH!! to all those who do not know..i am a big fan of csi..be it csi:csi, csi:ny or csi miami. but preferably csi miami. and jonathan togo aka ryan wolfe is HOT!! aah! david caruso is kinda hot too but not as hot as jonathan togo. =) there is nothing better than slouching on the couch with a box of chocsies and watching 3 episodes of csi straight. =) i'm gonna do so tomoro nite. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ah yes..and i've started watching ugly betty..its so funny! i do pity betty a little though..by the way her real name's america! cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;garh and i haven't lost any weight..i tried a little working out and eating salad..by the way salad SUCKS! big time! i have never eaten real salad with nothing at all so it freaked me out. the lettuce was so hard and dry..i had to nick some of my sister's french fries to eat it with..=) and i had to eat tomatoes! yucky yuckie yuck yuck yuck! i loathe tomatoes..&gt;:( i have made a vow to myself that after the holidays i will study EVER SO hard until i forget to eat. yup. it should always be that way. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and i went ice skating in sunway pyramid with sam on thursday for the first time in my life..all the pros and hot guys were dancing away on the ice and me..i was holding on to the railings 99.9% of the time. i tried skating without holding on to the railings and i felt ohsohappy..then i fell. not any ordinary fall,mindyou. i fell bump on my knees and my whole body went down too. tried getting up quickly to avoid embarassment..and then i fell again. pffffffffffttttt..luckily a girl beside me helped me up..or i think i wouldn't have gotten up. =) and sam came skating over AFTER i was back on my feet..&gt;=( i didn't see why skating was so great though. i was in the rink for about three hours and barely made progress. i'd rather watch a movie with popcorn and coke. that would be so much more fun. and..believe it or not..after one eensy weensy round of trudging around the rink holding tightly to the rails..i was sweating profusely. on the ice skating rink. garh. and the skates were ohsotight! it crammed my feet like those ladies in china who bind their feet..my whole body was aching after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well..i've nothing to write now. but just to remind you..this might be the last post of the month. =) tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-8178675223836137456?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/8178675223836137456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=8178675223836137456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8178675223836137456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/8178675223836137456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/03/boo.html' title='boo..'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-7724700865980760660</id><published>2007-03-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T23:11:12.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuffthathappenedrecently</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heyya people! i know..my blog is getting so dead..but i'll try my best to keep it alive. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went for merentas desa today. sam left me behind ARGH.. &gt;:( so ran with trisha instead. in the end, sam,trisha and si ting left me behind cos i got too slow for them. =) i got 3 marks yay! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; house got like 500 over marks and blue house&lt;/span&gt; beat everyone flat by scoring 600 over marks! whee for blue house! blue house never fails to be top every year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;took that darn 'tetanus toxoid' jab today. darn painful man! i was the last one in my class to take it cos i was slow..again! =) i'm becoming a grandma. i always seem to find myself last in nearly everything,especially lining up. =) and the jab still HURTS! well it didn't hurt that much yesterday but me and sam were exaggerating a big fuss over it to scare the other classes which are taking the jab on monday. =) we went like 'ow..it hurts la..damn painful..ouch..don't touch my arm la!' and then people from other classes were looking at us with wide eyes and then looking at each other with scared faces. it was fun seeing the fear in their eyes..lol..and yea..i'm typing this post using my right hand only. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'm dead meat. i'm so gonna flunk my geografi..i mean really flunk..like 30 something marks. cos i didn't know how to do most of it! it was all subjective and i forgot how to measure bearing.. =( i panicked and when i finally remembered how to do rujukan grid it was time to hand in. everyone completed their paper like half an hour ago and were smiling at everyone else contentedly. i nearly broke down in class.oh gosh..i think i'll have to prepare for my funeral already..it's on wednesday when i get my paper back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I JUST WANNA SCREAM!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! boohoohooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-7724700865980760660?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/7724700865980760660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=7724700865980760660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7724700865980760660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/7724700865980760660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/03/stuffthathappenedrecently.html' title='stuffthathappenedrecently'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-117155194045275771</id><published>2007-02-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:05:40.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff that happened during the week</title><content type='html'>whew its been a hectic week! no time to blog..the last blog was..yeah..two weeks ago! so i'll make this a fairly long blog. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;today: nothing really happened today though..just kinda depressed from valentines day and got even more depressed today. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yesterday:valentines day! su yin was going around giving hugs to everyone she knew..even people she didn't really know! she was like someone with a banner 'FREE HUGS AVAILABLE AT SU YIN'S! GET ONE TODAY!' lol just joking..and lots of people received stuff from their admirers! grrr..i was foolish in even hoping that i would get even a single one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me and jillian forgot to bring our spray paint for that stupid kerja kayu. she put her hands on her face and said loudly 'aah!!',i imitated her and she went 'high five!' we high fived and grinned at each other..lol nowadays when we don't bring/do our homework,me and sam will laugh and grin at each other..lol i know its nothing funny but we just can't help laughing at the fact that we didn't finish our homework! okay i'm a dork. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;tuesday:went out to a japanese restaurant called raku-zen..got to skip bm tuition yay! my fathers client invited us cuz my dad 'helped him secure a big job'. 0.0 the food was SO great and SO expensive..i tried sashimi(raw salmon)for the first time and it was not too bad..actually it tastes like jelly except that jelly is sweet..i think i'd have enjoyed jelly better than that. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;monday: got ticked off by cik tee AGAIN. 'kenapa tidak tulis tarikh? apa ini,menggunakan singkatan?saya sangat marah. ini sudah kali kedua chwee san. kali ketiga kamu akan main tai chi di sini.' she loves to make a big fuss out of a small thing. and she only does this to me! just because i slept in one of her classes she hates me..yeah..me..the supposedly prim and proper girl.. What is it with moral teachers? they are just so fussy!! last year i got sent to the office for detention by my moral teacher..i just wanted to say something to grace and there she was..in front of my table..fuming..it was scary.. trust me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay thats quite enough for now..theres sukan tara tomorrow yay! no studies until after recess! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-117155194045275771?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/117155194045275771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=117155194045275771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117155194045275771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117155194045275771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/02/stuff-that-happened-during-week.html' title='stuff that happened during the week'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-117025746592674943</id><published>2007-01-31T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:31:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;first time i've heard of someone who hates roxy stuff just because the pencil cases are too big. everybody hates the price,well at least most people do,but who hates the stuff?? ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;anyways..today we had moral..the most boringest subject..the teacher tries to be funny but her jokes are so feeble..today she asked a few ppl to write answers on the board from a workbook..including me. i got up..wrote the answers and went back to my seat. well at least i treid, but my freaking butt was stuck between grace's table and sam's chair. the hole between the chair and the table was like..i dunno..a couple of inches?? then that moral teacher had to say "biar dia masuklah,dia gemuk." hello?? i know i'm fat enough, but why did YOU have to rub it in?! as if she's so skinny..yea rite..if it was a joke it seriously wasn't funny..not at all!! luckily it was time for recess so i went down fuming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;grrr...i so totally hate her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-117025746592674943?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/117025746592674943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=117025746592674943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117025746592674943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117025746592674943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-117006443324380775</id><published>2007-01-29T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:53:53.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its already close to february and i haven't started revision yet. well..maybe a little but too little to be considered revision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i have a feeling that i will not be able to revise at all and fail my pmr and go to the worst art class aka 4k6 or something like that. i'm very intuitive you know =) it has been scientifically proven that i have the ability to predict things and bingo..they come true. lol that would be exaggerating. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;as the saying goes,i'm the jack of all trades but the master of none. i'm not like the others, who can excel greatly in their talents. i know God gave me a talent,but i still haven't figured it out yet. but it's definitely nothing to do with a good memory.=) perhaps i will be wandering around the face of the earth for the rest of my life,trying to figure out my specific purpose on this earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hope it won't be as bad as all that la.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-117006443324380775?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/117006443324380775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=117006443324380775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117006443324380775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/117006443324380775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/studying-blues.html' title='studying blues'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116982793289841797</id><published>2007-01-26T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:12:12.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;do you know..there are some people that want to have EVERYTHING done their own way and nothing less..and they will sulk and not cooperate to get what they want?? even at form 3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's just what i learned yesterday..i nearly lashed out at herr...grrrr!! i wished i'd just scolded her on the spot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;had interact meeting yesterday and st. john's ambulance meeting today..soo boring man..yawn..good thing lisa was here to accompany me for the rest of the day! went to subway for lunch,'tutored' her until 4.30 and chatted till 7.30. darn i don't understand cyclic quads! will have to copy from  maths queen suwei! me leh..the copying queen! lolx.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116982793289841797?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116982793289841797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116982793289841797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116982793289841797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116982793289841797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116920937449057962</id><published>2007-01-19T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T20:22:54.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prefects whee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;prefect probation started yesterday..whee..i have maxine as my ketua zon! so now theres like 4 prefects in my class -me,grace,sam and xuanzhi..all girls yeah! my zone members consist of-me,xuanzhi,mengyan,lester,maxine,gowrie,shakira,linzhang...and a few more forgotten ones..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;started duty yesterday in zon kuning yesterday..the mosquito area. everyone in zon kuning was scratching like crazee! i have tons of mosquito bites now..gonna get bitten for the rest of the month..=( head prefect gave maxine some mosquito repellent for my zone..wanted to put some on today but dunno what became of it.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;theres this funny form 6 prefect..karthik or khartik..i dunno..he loves cracking jokes! yesterday he said to a prefect"elaine,what's that on your head!!" elaine frantically searches her head and he goes"oh,its just your hair." =) and then theres this prefect chen seng who adores singing..wherever he goes he will siinggg and siiinnng ang ssssiiiinnnnggg..its kinda annoying sometimes. =) and the assistant head prefect is HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;sigh zon kuning had to clean out the dusty bilik pengawas today..had to borrow a feather duster from 4sc1 next door and dusted the windows..the place was so small(i've never been inside before =) and dusteee!! the boys swept the floor lousily..still lots of stuff on it..but as soon as i finished dusting the windows i quickly chao-ed to avoid getting more work..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116920937449057962?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116920937449057962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116920937449057962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116920937449057962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116920937449057962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/prefects-whee.html' title='prefects whee!!'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870401307619807</id><published>2007-01-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:00:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe</title><content type='html'>goshies i published the same post five times :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870401307619807?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870401307619807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870401307619807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870401307619807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870401307619807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/hehe.html' title='hehe'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870357898572129</id><published>2007-01-13T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:52:58.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horror of a horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to huiyee's house next door last nite..it was her birthday. we had yummy yummy steamboat and yummy yummy ice kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything was going fine until we watched that MOVIE:final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to fall off a roller coaster and fall SPLAT on to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get a simple tan,and suddenly, the tan machine(shaped like a coffin) gets too hot and the door is stuck and you get roasted inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get STAPLED numerous times in the skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to have a horse's leash pulling your neck off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to be exercising in the gym and two swords fall down and slices your head into half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and suwei were having cushions in front of our faces 3 quarters of the time. there were totally nude scenes and foul words said clearly and uncensored. and its rated U, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm so not going to watch a horror movie again. and i'm SO never ever getting a tan. as if i need one anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway after that horrifying and gory movie suwei and grace slept over at my house. we played x box until 1 and straight after that both o them were sleeping like pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tell you i HATE horror movies! its so totally affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870357898572129?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870357898572129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870357898572129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870357898572129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870357898572129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/horror-of-horror-movie_116870357898572129.html' title='the horror of a horror movie'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870357113930415</id><published>2007-01-13T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:52:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horror of a horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to huiyee's house next door last nite..it was her birthday. we had yummy yummy steamboat and yummy yummy ice kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything was going fine until we watched that MOVIE:final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to fall off a roller coaster and fall SPLAT on to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get a simple tan,and suddenly, the tan machine(shaped like a coffin) gets too hot and the door is stuck and you get roasted inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get STAPLED numerous times in the skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to have a horse's leash pulling your neck off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to be exercising in the gym and two swords fall down and slices your head into half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and suwei were having cushions in front of our faces 3 quarters of the time. there were totally nude scenes and foul words said clearly and uncensored. and its rated U, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm so not going to watch a horror movie again. and i'm SO never ever getting a tan. as if i need one anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway after that horrifying and gory movie suwei and grace slept over at my house. we played x box until 1 and straight after that both o them were sleeping like pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tell you i HATE horror movies! its so totally affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870357113930415?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870357113930415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870357113930415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870357113930415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870357113930415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/horror-of-horror-movie_116870357113930415.html' title='the horror of a horror movie'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870356254568746</id><published>2007-01-13T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:52:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horror of a horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to huiyee's house next door last nite..it was her birthday. we had yummy yummy steamboat and yummy yummy ice kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything was going fine until we watched that MOVIE:final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to fall off a roller coaster and fall SPLAT on to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get a simple tan,and suddenly, the tan machine(shaped like a coffin) gets too hot and the door is stuck and you get roasted inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get STAPLED numerous times in the skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to have a horse's leash pulling your neck off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to be exercising in the gym and two swords fall down and slices your head into half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and suwei were having cushions in front of our faces 3 quarters of the time. there were totally nude scenes and foul words said clearly and uncensored. and its rated U, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm so not going to watch a horror movie again. and i'm SO never ever getting a tan. as if i need one anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway after that horrifying and gory movie suwei and grace slept over at my house. we played x box until 1 and straight after that both o them were sleeping like pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tell you i HATE horror movies! its so totally affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870356254568746?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870356254568746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870356254568746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870356254568746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870356254568746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/horror-of-horror-movie_116870356254568746.html' title='the horror of a horror movie'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870353909544071</id><published>2007-01-13T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:52:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horror of a horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to huiyee's house next door last nite..it was her birthday. we had yummy yummy steamboat and yummy yummy ice kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything was going fine until we watched that MOVIE:final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to fall off a roller coaster and fall SPLAT on to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get a simple tan,and suddenly, the tan machine(shaped like a coffin) gets too hot and the door is stuck and you get roasted inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get STAPLED numerous times in the skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to have a horse's leash pulling your neck off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to be exercising in the gym and two swords fall down and slices your head into half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and suwei were having cushions in front of our faces 3 quarters of the time. there were totally nude scenes and foul words said clearly and uncensored. and its rated U, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm so not going to watch a horror movie again. and i'm SO never ever getting a tan. as if i need one anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway after that horrifying and gory movie suwei and grace slept over at my house. we played x box until 1 and straight after that both o them were sleeping like pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tell you i HATE horror movies! its so totally affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870353909544071?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870353909544071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870353909544071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870353909544071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870353909544071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/horror-of-horror-movie_13.html' title='the horror of a horror movie'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116870352486939664</id><published>2007-01-13T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T23:52:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horror of a horror movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to huiyee's house next door last nite..it was her birthday. we had yummy yummy steamboat and yummy yummy ice kacang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;everything was going fine until we watched that MOVIE:final destination 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to fall off a roller coaster and fall SPLAT on to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get a simple tan,and suddenly, the tan machine(shaped like a coffin) gets too hot and the door is stuck and you get roasted inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to get STAPLED numerous times in the skull?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to have a horse's leash pulling your neck off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;how would you like to be exercising in the gym and two swords fall down and slices your head into half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and suwei were having cushions in front of our faces 3 quarters of the time. there were totally nude scenes and foul words said clearly and uncensored. and its rated U, mind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm so not going to watch a horror movie again. and i'm SO never ever getting a tan. as if i need one anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anyway after that horrifying and gory movie suwei and grace slept over at my house. we played x box until 1 and straight after that both o them were sleeping like pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i tell you i HATE horror movies! its so totally affecting me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116870352486939664?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116870352486939664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116870352486939664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870352486939664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116870352486939664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/horror-of-horror-movie.html' title='the horror of a horror movie'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116801010594214015</id><published>2007-01-05T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:15:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray for spongie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've discovered i have a new obsession:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;spongebob squarepants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know,the cute little sponge who lives happily in a pineapple with his pet snail gary and fries krabby patties in krusty krab for a living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and has friends patrick,sandy,squigward,and mr. krab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;he is SO CUTE!!! so now i know what i want for my birthday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and i've gained 1 kg..darn it..must've been all the chocolates i've been gobbling up for the past few weeks..not to mention my daily food intake since i went to bangkok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116801010594214015?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116801010594214015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116801010594214015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116801010594214015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116801010594214015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/hooray-for-spongie.html' title='hooray for spongie!'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116781094029830202</id><published>2007-01-03T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:55:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;school was SO super boring today..had to wake up at 6 am..darn..me and sam were like staring into space feeling sleepy,bored and hungry..there was one new guy in our class and sam thought he was hot..just joking la sam..and i'm sitting right in FRONT! the horror of getting picked on all the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the teachers are so serious and fierce..all of them! the afternoon session teachers were so laid back and flexible.. :(  and the number of drama queens have increased! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;and all the time those two smart people were reading panas salju and anak bumi tercinta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116781094029830202?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116781094029830202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116781094029830202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116781094029830202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116781094029830202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2007/01/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116746407431143715</id><published>2006-12-30T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T15:34:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/359157/CIMG1088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/969714/CIMG1088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i look crappy here &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/635527/CIMG1087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/928367/CIMG1087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cousins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; watched eragon on tues. the guy is SO hot!! (faints) the storyline was good except that the fighting part between him and durza was too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to cousins' house for christmas dinner at night. there was sushi,turkey,spaghetti,fried rice and HUGE long sausages. got nail polish and a christmas carols c.d. as christmas presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;then on thurs went to renaissance hotel for buffet dinner. there was so much to eat there! there was lotsandlots of food, japanese section filled with sushi, raw salmon,sashimi,oysters,prawns. there was also noodles section,salad bar,and in the middle of the restaurant there was a whole table filled with desserts!! there was mousse,cakes,pies,puddings,ice cream and a chocolate fountain! it was so beautiful..there were marshmallows and fruits to dip into it. i ate like a pig that night.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went back to hometown yesterday. got to see my lovely dogs!! came home today and started blogging this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh..school's starting in 3 days time..the era of boredom has begun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116746407431143715?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116746407431143715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116746407431143715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116746407431143715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116746407431143715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/cousins-watched-eragon-on-tues.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116703850133677780</id><published>2006-12-25T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T17:21:41.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;whee!! christmas was fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;had fun giving out the donuts and receiving presents. everyone was like'cool,donuts!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i especially liked the two teddies..thanks germ and yuenie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grrr..i missed out on so much fun yesterday at the sleepover..i was like complaining and moaning and groaning to my mom..sushis and cream puffs and munchkins and rootbeer and 1 u..grrr.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;going to uncle's house tomoro nite to celebrate christmas..having turkey,spaghetti and presents! yays!! haven't seen my cousins in a very long time..miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah..my blog is getting so dead..each of my posts are like so short..who cares anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116703850133677780?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116703850133677780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116703850133677780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116703850133677780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116703850133677780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-greetings.html' title='christmas greetings'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116696883596116600</id><published>2006-12-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T22:00:36.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories of bangkok/pattaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/199282/CIMG0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/494085/CIMG0889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;in the floating market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/193058/CIMG0899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/242168/CIMG0899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a market in bangkok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/622241/CIMG1021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/37555/CIMG1021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;giant house in dream world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/866248/CIMG0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/94856/CIMG0920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's me,paragliding over the sea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/340608/CIMG0945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/391816/CIMG0945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on an elephant in the zoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;there are tons more photos,but i'm too lazy to put everything down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;bangkok/pattaya was fun,but i wasn't feeling well most of the time. i had a flu on the first and second day,cracked and dry lips on the entire trip and swollen eye lids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm sick of fried rice,cabbage,and seeing 7-11's and altars everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bought a shirt and a skirt :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7-ll's are like everywhere, less than one km from another one. and altars are in every shoplot,every hotel and restaurant,and even in petrol stations!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and there are crazy traffic jams in bangkok. pattaya is laid back. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;and there were hotties on the tour. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116696883596116600?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116696883596116600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116696883596116600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116696883596116600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116696883596116600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/memories-of-bangkokpattaya.html' title='memories of bangkok/pattaya'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116636916490932459</id><published>2006-12-17T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:26:04.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangkok here i come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/219652/CIMG0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/189568/CIMG0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/748477/CIMG0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/320/6821/CIMG0765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the obesity of americans :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/333673/CIMG0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;heyya peeps..will be going to bangkok tomorrow..will miss ya'll!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;parents just came back from l.a./the states/whatever and brought back LOADS of hershey's chocs!! yay!! no,boo.. :) i got a guess t-shirt,a spongebob squarepants keychain and a tinkerbell keychain!! whee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i miss my friends to death..especially sara.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/333673/CIMG0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2032/3956/1600/333673/CIMG0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116636916490932459?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116636916490932459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116636916490932459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116636916490932459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116636916490932459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/bangkok-here-i-come.html' title='bangkok here i come!'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116619410284788980</id><published>2006-12-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:48:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cooking adventure to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was bored,so i decided to make peppermint creams..i found the recipe in a 'let's go exploring the bible' magazine that dated back to 1999.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;hypothesis: a wonderful cooking adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;apparatus/ingredients: icing sugar,milk,pepermint essence,green food colouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;procedure: 1. went to sri kota to get the icing sugar and milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    2. went home and got out the ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    3. mixed everything together and stirred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    4. found out that there was not enough milk,colouring,peppermint essence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    5. measured out more peppermint essence but accidently spilled more into the                             mixture,mixture tasted fiery hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    6. mixture wasn't sticky enough,added more milk,mixture STILL wasn't sticky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                        enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    7. dropped the peppermint essence bottle,picked up pieces of broken glass,cut my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                        finger and it bled like crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    8. got scolded by aunt for not knowing how to clean up glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    9. mixture looked horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                    10.threw the whole thing away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;11.did a ton of washing and cleaning up,wasted time,money effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;conclusion: hypothesis invalid. it was a cooking disaster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116619410284788980?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116619410284788980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116619410284788980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116619410284788980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116619410284788980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/cooking-adventure-to-remember.html' title='a cooking adventure to remember'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116618666413700772</id><published>2006-12-15T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T20:44:46.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Play it Cool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/cool.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not in your face, smokin' hot... and it's all by designYou have a carefully crafted cool persona, leaving everyone wanting to know just a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116618666413700772?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116618666413700772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116618666413700772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116618666413700772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116618666413700772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-play-it-coolyoure-not-in-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116610528884355154</id><published>2006-12-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:08:14.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have broad shoulders!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;boo..i've suddenly discovered..that i have broad shoulders..like a man!! and..i'm..FAT everywhere!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;things i'm so going to do tomoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-walk 3 km without stopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-eat half of what i ate today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;- play badminton till i collapse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm the obese freak with broad shoulders =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116610528884355154?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116610528884355154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116610528884355154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116610528884355154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116610528884355154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-have-broad-shoulders.html' title='i have broad shoulders!!'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116608787770710058</id><published>2006-12-14T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T17:18:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate rocks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#a67c51;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c69c6d"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116608787770710058?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116608787770710058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116608787770710058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116608787770710058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116608787770710058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/chocolate-rocks.html' title='chocolate rocks!!'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116591685990140301</id><published>2006-12-12T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:47:39.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yf camp 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whee!! camp was fun! except for that idiotic night treasure hunt...it took a lot of effort to find ONE clue and my group kept on looking in the wrong places..the result of that? we were last..the braidy bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;besides that annette's sessions were kinda interesting..made me stop and think which side i was going to take: the american dream vs. a God-centred life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;games were cool too..i enjoyed badminton a lot more since i took up the workshop :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and yeah..hehe..there was a new hottie there too..lol can't stop thinking about him :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116591685990140301?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116591685990140301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116591685990140301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116591685990140301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116591685990140301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/yf-camp-2006.html' title='yf camp 2006'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35536074.post-116503829752720305</id><published>2006-12-02T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T13:44:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>aahh!! my granma's here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna SO blow up this household..what with my parents gone..and germaine may be coming to do the nametags for yf camp..sigh..nametags..we have only 1 week to finish the nametags..how unreasonable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuation from sara's quote'...my mum told me to hook up a rich,handsome guy who doesn't smoke,doesn't drink,doesn't gamble..etc..etc..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my blogger's getting so dead..all bcoz of YOU tan yuen yuen..you bugged and bugged me to get a blog and now it's not even updated once a week..who cares anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35536074-116503829752720305?l=erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/feeds/116503829752720305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35536074&amp;postID=116503829752720305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116503829752720305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35536074/posts/default/116503829752720305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://erin-wong-cs.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06151226687088922380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bXE1xOavCmY/Sz4wAg3GURI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J33sWHMcot8/S220/Italiannies.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
