<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095</id><updated>2009-12-22T02:50:54.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dots.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7161252939970513810</id><published>2009-12-09T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:38:34.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>I've been doing nothing but sleeping all day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears to me that I have lost some manual dexterity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't play the piano powderfully help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah not like I was doing very well anyway with 112 beats, who am I kidding. Tak pro sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard a loud and distinctly eerie scream from the neighbour's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to Pyramid tomorrow for street photography. Cue big fat black cameras and long lenses. I can already imagine how much we're going to look like tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JON BON JOVI IS THE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T TELL ME HE'S OLD AND HAS WRINKLES PLS THANKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7161252939970513810?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7161252939970513810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7161252939970513810&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7161252939970513810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7161252939970513810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-doing-nothing-but-sleeping-all.html' title='I&apos;ve been doing nothing but sleeping all day'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-1510089075260540464</id><published>2009-12-05T23:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:51:27.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>HAHAHA. I likes Donna Tartt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"...for to be carnally minded is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEATH&lt;/span&gt; -"&lt;br /&gt;"- to be vengefully minded is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEATH&lt;/span&gt; -"&lt;br /&gt;"- for the Lust of the Flush is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DEATH&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          "Flesh," said Harriet, rather mechanically.&lt;br /&gt;              "What?" Hely said.&lt;br /&gt;                          "It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flesh&lt;/span&gt;. Not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flush&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/3947552878668801095-1510089075260540464?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/1510089075260540464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=1510089075260540464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/1510089075260540464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/1510089075260540464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/hahaha-i-likes-donna-tartt.html' title='HAHAHA. I likes Donna Tartt.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-5041652733983094943</id><published>2009-11-30T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T02:23:34.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want Maggi Mi now'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Back When We Were Young And Foolish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed a load of bollocks, and I must thank Jen for saving my sorry bottom from hitting Publish Post because if it weren't for her I wouldn't have been able to take that absolutely mortifying trip back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyberspace can and will come back to haunt you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL PARODIES, ANYONE? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is, I'm fairly sure this observation of maturity will haunt me soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I count. Two people have told me, so far, in the last week or so, that I make them laugh. Yaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Youth is a period that excuses stupidity!"&lt;br /&gt;              -Jen      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-5041652733983094943?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/5041652733983094943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=5041652733983094943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5041652733983094943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5041652733983094943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-when-we-were-young-and-foolish.html' title='Back When We Were Young And Foolish.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-312260561521375250</id><published>2009-11-16T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:50:52.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LASAK, LEMBUT DAN KUAT MENYERAP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' title='ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting' href='http://img43.imageshack.us/i/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg/'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img43.imageshack.us/img43/6875/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg' border='0'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THOUGHT THEY WERE MINI GUITARS WHEN I WAS SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE ACTUALLY UKELELES &lt;br /&gt;WAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img405.imageshack.us/i/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/6875/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGO FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img526.imageshack.us/i/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/6875/lembutlasakdankuatmenye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-312260561521375250?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/312260561521375250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=312260561521375250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/312260561521375250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/312260561521375250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/lasak-lembut-dan-kuat-menyerap.html' title='LASAK, LEMBUT DAN KUAT MENYERAP.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7605258049344353252</id><published>2009-11-16T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:37:27.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I in turn, slept through most of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I LOVE YOUR RAINY DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7605258049344353252?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7605258049344353252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7605258049344353252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7605258049344353252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7605258049344353252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-rained-today.html' title=''/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-452030269360373391</id><published>2009-11-05T12:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:25:14.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and I still haven't found what I'm looking for</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm Thursday and I see a large spider crawling up the shutters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am procrastinating in all absolution, partly because I'm just like that, and partly because I don't feel any push to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester's coming to an end! All final assignments will be done with by next Tuesday. And then what happens next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A part of me - okay, more like almost all of me wants to move on to the next semester as quickly as possible - but a part of me also says hey, slow down, are you sure you want to move on with this. Sure sure for sure. Sure sure you want to continue this course and everything in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, I tak tau lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing some comparisons. SAM students are currently sitting for their finals and tearing their hair out over Math and such, and I tried to picture myself doing so. I couldn't. Augh there is no way I could go back to textbook learning, to numbers and f(x) and chemical equations which I cannot seem to write anymore. Yet at the same time, looking at my current assignments and the way I handle my deadlines, I'm not entirely sure this is what I'm cut out for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla that part is 99.999999% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuut, a little nagging voice in my head (among other nagging voices - maybe I'm schizophrenic! TEH HORROR) tells me I could be doing other things, I might be doing other things, I might like other things more than this, I might be doing something else and find that I love it so much I don't want to do anything else for a long long time and that's what I want because honest to God I don't quite feel that way about DESIGN and what I've been doing the past 3 months, or make that, the past 9 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I just haven't discovered what it is that they call passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I have. Actually, I probably have, in bits and pieces, and probably in areas I don't excel in enough to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to waste any more money, nor time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think anyone wants to waste money or time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone being people who realise how rapidly things can change.)&lt;br /&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/3947552878668801095-452030269360373391?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/452030269360373391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=452030269360373391&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/452030269360373391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/452030269360373391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/humpty-dumpty-had-great-fall.html' title='and I still haven&apos;t found what I&apos;m looking for'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7386173731265209993</id><published>2009-11-01T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:44:11.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de-stressing'/><title type='text'>I SEE THE ENEMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to Hannah the Soulmate because being in church yesterday and today made me laugh and not think so much about all the work that needs to be done and a good part of it must be credited to her;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Carrot Patch (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Soulmate&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Object of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling pencil on the piano in church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...That and flying papers which slid off the church piano bookstand today. You wait lah Soulmate. Your turn to play next week while I stand by and laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that eating peanuts in church brings the lols. We shall see how it goes next Sunday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7386173731265209993?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7386173731265209993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7386173731265209993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7386173731265209993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7386173731265209993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-see-enemy.html' title='I SEE THE ENEMY'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-8869021033757938651</id><published>2009-10-30T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T01:35:01.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Char Siew you're getting so fat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SusZmYAEUWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/bMZ9fcq9D3c/s1600-h/charsiew+066+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SusZmYAEUWI/AAAAAAAAA2s/bMZ9fcq9D3c/s400/charsiew+066+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398436725402128738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of Char Siew last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was running about on the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And kept jumping in between the grille and sliding door like always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always told him one day he would get stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-8869021033757938651?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/8869021033757938651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-3959776923731293357</id><published>2009-10-25T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T00:09:15.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of English Assignment requires designing calling cards?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Cottage Fries now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past four hours, I've eaten fish and chips, a chocolate doughnut, a Danish mushroom chicken pastry, a couple of Chipsmore cookies, three blueberry tarts, half a muffin and a tiny winy piece of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEAR GOD why lah now got craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-3959776923731293357?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-1516500376925104527</id><published>2009-10-18T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:33:05.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>oh belated birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WONG YIH SHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am eternally sorry that this is only appearing now when your birthday was over a long time ago but I was scrolling down the page and saw that I posted one for Jen anyway and I must must post one for you too because you all are the ones I hold close to my heart and oh we must make Friday outings with EVERYONE a weekly thing yes no yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I like your piano :DD yayy, another home to terrorize now (first is Shu Lyn's). Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-1516500376925104527?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/1516500376925104527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=1516500376925104527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/1516500376925104527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/1516500376925104527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-belated-birthday.html' title='oh belated birthday!'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-4995238185181062419</id><published>2009-10-18T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:28:41.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>WE'RE ON SPEED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/StsXdYTSUnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8tJnTlZ-rCQ/s1600-h/italiannies.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/StsXdYTSUnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8tJnTlZ-rCQ/s400/italiannies.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393930772213289586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Picture credits to Joanna :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Well, you sleepwalking is better than me going senile, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-4995238185181062419?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/4995238185181062419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=4995238185181062419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/4995238185181062419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/4995238185181062419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-on-speed.html' title='WE&apos;RE ON SPEED'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/StsXdYTSUnI/AAAAAAAAA2c/8tJnTlZ-rCQ/s72-c/italiannies.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-340421433062120247</id><published>2009-10-17T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T02:29:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMA, OOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I should update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuut, I'm too good at procrastinating and falling asleep. I just realised, I haven't even loaded the pictures taken at Darul's Raya open house into my computer - sucha champ I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my CLASSMATES are so stressed out over our final assignments and I'm not, but I'm well on my way to being so. I'm getting stressed over the fact that I'm not stressed out. Been totally enjoying my weekend with the gang - or rather, half the gang - eating Lays and Cottage Fries and playing a very very nice piano! and going out with the family, my aunt was in a very good mood today because she didn't have to layan the grandpies. LOL. My grandpies are awesome yo. I suppose the three of them just get tired of each other because they live in the same house. A very understandable situation, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much today. FAT gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, sometimes I wish I hadn't said "yes" to buying a Clavinova instead of a regular upright piano. I made that rather unobtrusively clear today at lunch with the mother and the aunt while talking about pianos and music, but my mother also made it rather clear that we will not be buying a new piano anytime soon. Bahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejurus kemudian, my aunt asked if I'm going to continue my violin studies, saying that violin teachers are in demand (rare &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mah&lt;/span&gt;). I said no, several times, because she asked several times. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But who knows, maybe someday I will. Good side income. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am feeling that familiar stress of not knowing if this is the right thing to do. God I tak tau lah. I'd really like you to give me an answer, but I'm scared to chicken bits about what it could be - what if my calling is to do something totally unrelated, or the answer is to drop all this and go into one of those fields I've always said I would avoid? HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to sleep. Church tomorrow and I want to finish my book before I turn in. Goodnight everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Happy Birthday to all the September and October babies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying that because I plan to do a birthday post but you know me. Chances of it failing to materialise are unfortunately, rather high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-340421433062120247?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/340421433062120247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=340421433062120247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/340421433062120247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/340421433062120247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/10/mama-oooo.html' title='MAMA, OOOO'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-2230599789335648803</id><published>2009-09-25T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:39:54.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>ARE YOU GONNA EAT THAT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzoZin5Y3I/AAAAAAAAA1c/kVTNC2EF3bQ/s1600-h/Sleepovers3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzoZin5Y3I/AAAAAAAAA1c/kVTNC2EF3bQ/s320/Sleepovers3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lemon meringue pie made by Shu Lyn. So good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzrdFcgMZI/AAAAAAAAA1k/F34RlVJT3pc/s1600-h/Sleepovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 440px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzrdFcgMZI/AAAAAAAAA1k/F34RlVJT3pc/s400/Sleepovers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438139338731922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy birthday to two aweshome people; Jen and Yih Shan! Yay, almost everyone's eighteen now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzrdlguEOI/AAAAAAAAA1s/G2WnkQO-hNk/s1600-h/Sleepovers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 450px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzrdlguEOI/AAAAAAAAA1s/G2WnkQO-hNk/s400/Sleepovers1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438147946352866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzreIE8_RI/AAAAAAAAA10/scZTUAx-PZA/s1600-h/Sleepovers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 440px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzreIE8_RI/AAAAAAAAA10/scZTUAx-PZA/s400/Sleepovers2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385438157225131282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aughhh I think they're right when they say Blogger reduces the quality of your images. They look so cacated here. Sorry bbs. Click to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuyPKl5lI/AAAAAAAAA2M/MvekvR1_Q2Y/s1600-h/sleepover18sep+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuyPKl5lI/AAAAAAAAA2M/MvekvR1_Q2Y/s400/sleepover18sep+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385441801260099154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuynxVtRI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ivzbhak05Vg/s1600-h/sleepover18sep+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuynxVtRI/AAAAAAAAA2U/ivzbhak05Vg/s400/sleepover18sep+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385441807865066770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuxqWAPYI/AAAAAAAAA2E/CuONe7iXTag/s1600-h/sleepover18sep+051+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzuxqWAPYI/AAAAAAAAA2E/CuONe7iXTag/s400/sleepover18sep+051+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385441791375850882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need another sleepover! We didn't even accomplish all the things on S'L's agenda. So much for emo heart-to-heart session. I think we were all super sleepy somehow that night; everyone KO-ed (including me, and I'm usually one of the last to sleep.) after Finding Nemo except for S'L and KM. Tak da stamina wehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, it was good times still :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. SEA MONKEY STOLE MY MONEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-2230599789335648803?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2230599789335648803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=2230599789335648803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/2230599789335648803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/2230599789335648803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-gonna-eat-that.html' title='ARE YOU GONNA EAT THAT?'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SrzoZin5Y3I/AAAAAAAAA1c/kVTNC2EF3bQ/s72-c/Sleepovers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7206204383334992775</id><published>2009-09-24T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T01:11:49.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S AN ANOMALY. ANOMALIES BUG ME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Martha Stewart today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm a fan, mind you. In fact, I can't stand her; it's only my mother that watches her show every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just saying so, because today I was rather domestic: I visited my grampies :P, bought groceries, baked a cake and made dinner. Wuhuu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The washing up part was so not fun though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect to my mother and all the mothers out there for cooking and cleaning day in day out for bums and sloths like me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the stray cats yowling in my back alley. The big black one came into my house this morning and totally trashed the place. Ransacked the bin, pooped on the floor and left prints all over the furniture. I don't think there'll be any mercy from my father towards them cats from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augh I haven't done any college work at all so far this week. A holiday is a holiday, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7206204383334992775?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7206204383334992775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7206204383334992775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7206204383334992775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7206204383334992775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-anomaly-anomalies-bug-me.html' title='IT&apos;S AN ANOMALY. ANOMALIES BUG ME.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7822162252117468997</id><published>2009-09-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:47:46.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roti sardin @ melur is baad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Srj-jqkVL9I/AAAAAAAAA08/7lURjoxZ738/s1600-h/sleepover18sep+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Srj-jqkVL9I/AAAAAAAAA08/7lURjoxZ738/s320/sleepover18sep+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teaser of things to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really want to put up those sleepover pictures, but I'm getting so sleepy I can't finish editing so goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH HOUSE PREMIERE WUHUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7822162252117468997?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7822162252117468997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7822162252117468997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7822162252117468997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7822162252117468997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/roti-sardin-melur-is-baad.html' title='roti sardin @ melur is baad'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Srj-jqkVL9I/AAAAAAAAA08/7lURjoxZ738/s72-c/sleepover18sep+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-5691072293612335749</id><published>2009-09-20T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:35:39.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that thing called marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found a draft I typed some 1000 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good filler before the pictures come in :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned that I don't like Facebook tags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But PeiLyn the Pink and Perky tagged me from her blog and I know she won't let me get away without doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;No I'm triple. Triple X - rated. Triple H. UGHH I never liked Triple H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;After 25, before 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you'll marry the person you are with now?&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I can see the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I could give you a whole list. Let's see, Hugh Laurie but he's married and old enough to be my father, Zachary Quinto but it's getting harder not to think he might be gay. I want to marry a musician actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp;amp; bestman?&lt;br /&gt;Bridesmaid(s) : Pei Lyn, Jen, Shu Lyn, Sue Mae, Liza, Yih Shan, Zen and more! :)&lt;br /&gt;Bestman: I thought the groom chooses for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, beach wedding fo sho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;We'll go to kayamoon. Okay don't mind me. Europe or Mauritius. &lt;br /&gt;(Seriously, though, why is it called "honeymoon"? Google wuhuu.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;br /&gt;Umm, that depends on what kind of wedding it is - Chinese dinners always have at least 200, but I like smaller weddings lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't have an ex? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;br /&gt;At my grandfather's birthday dinner, they brought out a cake for us to cut and it was fake. Turns out that's how they do it at most weddings. So if I have a real one which I think I will, I'm not sure I want layers - designer wad. Must be "different". I'll design my own cake wuhuu! Raspberry and chocolate fudge ice cream cake. Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;br /&gt;Evening, because I'm lazy like that. On the other hand, mornings have a nice feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding&lt;br /&gt;It might change by then. Falling Slowly or There For You sounds good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon, fork and knife?&lt;br /&gt;Normals. Fine dining might get everyone all worried about whether they're doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br /&gt;Champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;I always thought you get whisked away on the wedding night. Wahaha moving too fast adi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;br /&gt;Both. Greedy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;Limit's four. It's already enough to make me buy a Jeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD?&lt;br /&gt;Errr. I think so? But isn't it meant to be private? Bahaha. &lt;br /&gt;( I so need that miang emoticon from MSN right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Color of your wedding dress?&lt;br /&gt;White! I'm tempted though to be different and go yellow or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Wedding Card?&lt;br /&gt;Small so we can save paper. Designed by us. And handwritten names :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay you know what. Since there's this whole CLASSMATES thing going on (inside joke, will provide details if you ask), let's get them (although I doubt they will do it. So come on la and prove me wrong :D ) Nicholas, Yi-Vonne, Darul, Lawrence, Ee Won, Kar Heng :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-5691072293612335749?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/5691072293612335749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=5691072293612335749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5691072293612335749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5691072293612335749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-thing-called-marriage.html' title='that thing called marriage'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7760256916130326633</id><published>2009-09-15T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T04:00:03.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoaaa yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The caffeine rush is holding up surprisingly well. Now I have only to decide if I should continue with my cardboard work until I nod off, or go to sleep now and get up early tomorrow to do more. I'm rather afraid any attempts to wake up early won't go so well, especially after today (I woke up nice and early, had breakfast and then took a 5-minute nap before showering which turned into half an hour of snoozing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just used the word "early" thrice in three sentences. Fish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Sq6dSXR6I4I/AAAAAAAAA0k/XY1k79vhAD0/s1600/skies+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Sq6dSXR6I4I/AAAAAAAAA0k/XY1k79vhAD0/s320/skies+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late nights are bad for your skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Sq6do1UQCbI/AAAAAAAAA0s/AX2R9vPMEEY/s1600-h/skies+%28after+OrphanageTrip%29+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Sq6do1UQCbI/AAAAAAAAA0s/AX2R9vPMEEY/s320/skies+%28after+OrphanageTrip%29+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TRALALALA, I WANT MURTABAK NAO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7760256916130326633?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7760256916130326633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7760256916130326633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7760256916130326633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7760256916130326633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/whoaaa-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.html' title='whoaaa yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/Sq6dSXR6I4I/AAAAAAAAA0k/XY1k79vhAD0/s72-c/skies+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-2811211716144416164</id><published>2009-09-14T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T03:42:01.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUM DEE DUM HUMPTY DUM DUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd better do this before I forget. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;*confetti*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jennn, I am eternally sorry that I did not and have not called you yet, and I know I said I was going to call you but oh my there's so much to be done I completely forgot but I know that's no excuse that's just the moron of a friend in me talking and oh we wanted to take you out for lunch but everyone had things to do and the timing just wasn't right and yeah I'm so so sorry! And and we shall definitely celebrate for realsies during sleepover wokay! So looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My goodness it's 3.32am and I realize I wasted almost my entire day well not really church isn't a waste of time neither is amusing conversations about random things and emo things neither is falling asleep several times on the sofa but yes yes you get my point I have yet to finish mono printing cardboard carving cardboard printing that darn mood board that darn design principles box that darn moral folio and oh I don't think that report for English I just finished is very satisfying I think I killed my eyes today judging from how much time I spent sitting at this darn computer I want to sleep sleep sleep I want PAMA PAMA PAMA roti hawaii murtabak roti cheese KFC mashed potato cheesy wedges chocolate ice cream CADBURY maggi goreng subway sandwich ham and egg roll ah la la la, n c'est pas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-2811211716144416164?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/2811211716144416164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=2811211716144416164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/2811211716144416164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/2811211716144416164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/dum-dee-dum-humpty-dum-dum.html' title='DUM DEE DUM HUMPTY DUM DUM'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-6796939515042861487</id><published>2009-09-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:31:01.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you Jesus deep down in my heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I is tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long day, and I'm feeling incredibly blessed and guilty for not being more thankful, and I have a ton of pictures to go through - some of which might just pop up here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I discovered today that I have zero or very little sense of balance. Perhaps God thought I wouldn't be riding trains much. If I was taking the train alone today... ergh. How embarassing. I'd probably have grabbed several people more than ten times in an attempt not to fall over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall tell more another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-6796939515042861487?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/6796939515042861487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=6796939515042861487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/6796939515042861487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/6796939515042861487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-you-jesus-deep-down-in-my-heart.html' title='I love you Jesus deep down in my heart!'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7820108246254657528</id><published>2009-08-23T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:10:03.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man of your word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time I made good on my promise to change the header above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-7820108246254657528?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/7820108246254657528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=7820108246254657528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7820108246254657528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/7820108246254657528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/08/man-of-your-word.html' title='man of your word.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-8148718004544399723</id><published>2009-08-21T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:01:50.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peter chao can do anything, apparently</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fruitful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fun at least if not so productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had about two hours of sleep and was up early (cough). Went to college and decided to wait for Ee Won and play some Sudoku. I just wanted to put off going in for Moral - I really don't like that lecture theatre, it just has unpleasant vibes. And Sudoku is addictive anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left class early. Went to makan and berborak &lt;strike&gt;and bergossip.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cm3YdRCI/AAAAAAAAA0M/rzqIO9Zmg4c/s1600-h/ninjas+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cm3YdRCI/AAAAAAAAA0M/rzqIO9Zmg4c/s320/ninjas+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372473965759251490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cnW92E4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/Odc_9dvZjHE/s1600-h/ninjas+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cnW92E4I/AAAAAAAAA0U/Odc_9dvZjHE/s320/ninjas+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372473974237565826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi-Vonne gave us all face masks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cn3zoglI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3pi-96FBJgg/s1600-h/ninjas+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cn3zoglI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3pi-96FBJgg/s320/ninjas+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372473983053103698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore mine later on and discovered that it is close to impossible to laugh while wearing a mask (lack of oxygen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the afternoon in the iLab with EeWon &amp;amp; Nicholas attempting to do a certain assignment. Watched Gilmore Girls (lol). Went off to watch Up! with PeterZhiHoeCF. Epic fail involving miscommunications bahaha. Went to Murni afterwards for dinner. Thanks to the two drivers :DD (Peter Chao &amp;amp; CF).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sensing the beginning of a fever. And I have to set up a date for two people bahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-8148718004544399723?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/8148718004544399723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=8148718004544399723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/8148718004544399723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/8148718004544399723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/08/peter-chao-can-do-anything-apparently.html' title='peter chao can do anything, apparently'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/So7cm3YdRCI/AAAAAAAAA0M/rzqIO9Zmg4c/s72-c/ninjas+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-6764257884452220867</id><published>2009-08-18T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T02:12:45.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahsei, so hungry right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already foresee lots of late nights and last-minute work for this semester. And the semesters ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the real world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt about my camera today. I was supposed to go on a boat ride of some kind with my family, on a river a bit like that place which is so famed for fireflies - Kuala Selangor. But I left my camera behind and had to get my mother to drop me off at the gates, because for some reason my house was in my school compound. And as I was running through the grounds I couldn't seem to handle the turns and nearly fell over each time I tried to navigate a bend in the road. And as I was cutting across the grass, a car swerved over to park and nearly hit me in the process. And that was when Riza called and I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just talking about dreams because S'L talked about hers but hers was a lot more epic. It had Donald Trump in it yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-6764257884452220867?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/6764257884452220867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=6764257884452220867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/6764257884452220867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/6764257884452220867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/08/dreams.html' title='dreams'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-4855652743829078252</id><published>2009-08-13T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:42:05.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we just want to go home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like Movie Day every Thursday with the classmates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmmisery.com/images/frontpics/district9poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 500px;" src="http://www.filmmisery.com/images/frontpics/district9poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;District 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much better than that craptastic &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GI Joe. &lt;/span&gt;I didn't like the gory bits much lol, but the concept and plot were very interesting. (And the cussing, hilarious.) I like it. It's original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharlto Copley&lt;/span&gt; - the unknown who plays main character - is pretty amazing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wikus&lt;/span&gt; is so innocent but it's terrifying and wonderful how he never gave up hope - right till the end. Okla I won't spoil it for you. But I'm not sure I'd rather live as an alien than perish altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope there won't be any alien invasions in my sleep tonight, that is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally wrote my letter :) going to post it to a friend in Australia, but I'm not quite sure what kind of envelope I should use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four assignments to do and I'm spending my time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to feel rather inadequate; under par. I spent an average of 15 minutes each on four terrible drawings rendered in ink, brought them to class and wanted to crawl under the table when I saw how pretty everyone else's works were and how the messages were carried through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not about how "pretty" things are, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I think the Typography lessons are showing some use. I made my friend's birthday card twice because I was so dissatisfied with the first attempt. All I could see were the misalignments, non-uniform height and uneven spacings. OCD hits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drive too fast for a new driver, says dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can never park as perfectly as he wants me to, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose perfection is impossible, although impossible is (supposed to be) nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-4855652743829078252?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/4855652743829078252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=4855652743829078252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/4855652743829078252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/4855652743829078252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-just-want-to-go-home.html' title='we just want to go home!'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-5138301803732804200</id><published>2009-08-09T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:46:56.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't grow up too fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with DSLRs, met up with my bestfriends and watched Leverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to college much too early and celebrated my grandfather's 80th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather is the bomb yo. We had this massive celebration dinner - 12 course meal, Chinese restaurant and all. I was wishing very much that I had a DSLR for better pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many beautiful people in the world now, it's a little intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3947552878668801095-5138301803732804200?l=thehappyperson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/feeds/5138301803732804200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3947552878668801095&amp;postID=5138301803732804200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5138301803732804200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947552878668801095/posts/default/5138301803732804200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehappyperson.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-grow-up-too-fast.html' title='don&apos;t grow up too fast.'/><author><name>minshen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03206320870187406403</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02594249025810568667'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947552878668801095.post-7368425116104996388</id><published>2009-01-18T20:16:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:54:43.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today's Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which means tomorrow is Monday. Arr college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt; though now :) well sort of. My classmates are finally talking now (well some of them at least) and I get to see some Architecture friends on Tuesdays and Thursdays because we have classes together :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The lessons themselves aren't that fun though. My Malaysian Studies lecturer is blind O.o but he doesn't look like it at all, so if my friend hadn't told me I would've freaked out thinking the lecturer was constantly looking at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I suppose my life is changing? Number one on my change list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am now officially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eighteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know if it's good or bad, honestly. On one hand I don't want to be old, on the other hand I can do a lot of things legally now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still, I must must thank ALL of you for the birthday wishes/text messages/Facebook wishes/MSN greets/hugs/phone calls/presents/blog posts for me aww how shweet!! :D maybe it's corny or typical but I think dedicating a blog post to someone is really nice :)) in a non-stalkerish way that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMklRdj93I/AAAAAAAAAhY/axTuiL2jdXA/s1600-h/jan09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMklRdj93I/AAAAAAAAAhY/axTuiL2jdXA/s320/jan09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292614209851619186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Body Shop perfume from the aunt and Foxtrot comic from the brother :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMlRqK7fJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iIZgKHK53X4/s1600-h/jan09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMlRqK7fJI/AAAAAAAAAhg/iIZgKHK53X4/s320/jan09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292614972398599314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The pretty necklace from KarMun! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMmLV9QsyI/AAAAAAAAAho/DSBj_gFeipo/s1600-h/jan09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMmLV9QsyI/AAAAAAAAAho/DSBj_gFeipo/s320/jan09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292615963404972834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Arrrr I didn't know the picture would turn out so dark. Too lazy to edit anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See the Yellow notebook?? :DDD from LiZa, and the This Is Our God dvd from Wyman and Jimmy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMnoaQk6SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZEHvtqbpfUo/s1600-h/jan09+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMnoaQk6SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/ZEHvtqbpfUo/s320/jan09+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292617562287565090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YELLOWYELLOWYELLOW yellow! tees from YihShanYennLingZenLiza I'm just naming them all because they bought the stuff together and wrapped it all together too so I don't want to miss anyone out. And oh oh, do you see that magazine underneath it all!! :DDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMpQm0PCoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OivD_8yWfIM/s1600-h/jan09+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMpQm0PCoI/AAAAAAAAAh4/OivD_8yWfIM/s320/jan09+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292619352364747394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from WongYihShan! I think I screamed when I saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I only need to get this and my life will be complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMqfKs15dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_l_t4eZbFWI/s1600-h/empirejan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMqfKs15dI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_l_t4eZbFWI/s200/empirejan09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292620702027212242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jan issue of Empire magazine - RM29. Pengsan wei. Stop laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did you know that Hugh Jackman and Nicole Kidman are lefthanded?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have so much in common!! *bursts into song*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Number two on my change list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; today without my glasses on. And everytime someone asked if I was wearing contacts, I said "Oh noo, I woke up this morning and became like Spider-man. You know? Suddenly I could see clearly without my glasses!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to think one of the girls nearly believed me -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yessss I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contact lenses&lt;/span&gt; now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They're not as glam as they sound, sorry hunny. The poor optician had to try so many times to get the lens into my eye because I couldn't help blinking -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he and his assistant kept saying "Your eye so big wad, sure no problem wan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably the second time anyone's ever said my eyes were big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sooo... the beauty of these contacts is that I can wear shades! :) And today two awesome people gave me this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMx4BroBBI/AAAAAAAAAio/sBwScQLXGeE/s1600-h/jan09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMx4BroBBI/AAAAAAAAAio/sBwScQLXGeE/s320/jan09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292628825684313106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you look closer, it's really a pair of shades taped over with paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMu_Tpvu8I/AAAAAAAAAig/dYDdjC4-BiQ/s1600-h/jan09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMu_Tpvu8I/AAAAAAAAAig/dYDdjC4-BiQ/s320/jan09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292625652232469442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HannahKhaw. The soulmate. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMzzUqO7MI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4co5RQV7uqM/s1600-h/jan09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FJwvIGYKmE8/SXMzzUqO7MI/AAAAAAAAAiw/4co5RQV7uqM/s320/jan09+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292630943902657730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DanielKhaw the best gay buddy. We go shopping sometime okay? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will talk more about college soon. Official class is starting tomorrow. 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