<?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-7839172028387770439</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:33:52.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, Rewind, Play . . .</title><subtitle type='html'>I Am The Author Of My Life..
Unfortunetly I'm Writing In Pen And I Can't Erase My Mistakes..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1796110883852412312</id><published>2009-12-15T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:16:15.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super short updates</title><content type='html'>I'm Backkk =D&lt;br /&gt;well. for the moment la.&lt;br /&gt;So updates ey?&lt;br /&gt;been in KL since last friday. stuffed with GOOD FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;am currently in Taiping Atm.&lt;br /&gt;more nice and cheap food! celebrated my cousie's wedding and his birthday. so chun.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update actually.&lt;br /&gt;Going off to play tennis in a while. but before that, am gonna get a haircut!&lt;br /&gt;so long adi. getting really irritating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i'm off. chiaoo. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1796110883852412312?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1796110883852412312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1796110883852412312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1796110883852412312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1796110883852412312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/12/super-short-updates.html' title='super short updates'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3759130962976016734</id><published>2009-12-01T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:01:10.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Blog.. For now!</title><content type='html'>I'm Gonna Stop Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. u read right. i'm gonna stop blogging for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;too &lt;S&gt;lazy&lt;/s&gt; Busy to update!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. if u wanna check what's going on with my life, fb or twitter me.&lt;br /&gt;or just text me lah. not that hard mah. =)&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3759130962976016734?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3759130962976016734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3759130962976016734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3759130962976016734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3759130962976016734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-bye-blog-for-now.html' title='Bye Bye Blog.. For now!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7544856206925872920</id><published>2009-11-13T09:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:55:14.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of the End</title><content type='html'>I know i've been slacking bout my post.&lt;br /&gt;so here's a quick update to everything that's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;.   &lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;starting off with yesterday, then i'll move backwards.&lt;br /&gt;helped the doulos team yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;margeret was soooo happy with the ciff soap that can remove ANY stains.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. the look on her face was like a kid who just got candy.&lt;br /&gt;so i helped out in the tuition ministry in the afternoon. and hannah and nikki and isabelle did a greattt job teaching! like Salute mans. they really got the kid's attention.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had the chinese sing sing say say last night. damnn the two guys can really sing! and and raymond (the singer/guitarist) is hawtt! xD!&lt;br /&gt;tonight going again. haha. totally awesome singing.&lt;br /&gt;4-5 people accepted christ. AMEENN!&lt;br /&gt;And sam and howard tried convincing me to buy 150 worth of CDS! siaw right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a kid. and what would i do with a bunch of chinese cds anyway? i can barely understand what they were singing on stage. =.= &lt;br /&gt;that's all for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah we had a field trip to jong crocodile farm, pitcher plant place and semenggoh.(whatever the spelling is) on tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy3YQ5-PmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jQzVBDkIHlU/s1600-h/my+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy3YQ5-PmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jQzVBDkIHlU/s320/my+shirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403395280420617826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaa daaa.. this is the beginning of the end. where everyone was so HYPED up for the LAST DAY together.(heart my shirt? xP) &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy3xXIHiLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fDbyTqoRVks/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy3xXIHiLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fDbyTqoRVks/s320/us.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403395711587289266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunch of whacko retarded people that i heart to bits. i know we had our ups and downs (mostly ups. rarely downs) but u guys are absolutely awesome! and i wouldn't trade u guys for anything =D (sad Jo wasn't in the pic. but she's included as my whacko BFFFFFLLLL! xD!)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy4uFbsxAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qa5KcQKcg-4/s1600-h/milo+and+cornflakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy4uFbsxAI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Qa5KcQKcg-4/s320/milo+and+cornflakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403396754809603074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lovee! Milo + cornflakes = &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;My breakfast? xP thanks tons pn.pui for getting mcD for our breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy5F4bmDhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zeA8RdM2mVA/s1600-h/all+together.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/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy5F4bmDhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zeA8RdM2mVA/s320/all+together.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403397163636362770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where it all ends. i LOVE this class sooo much! And i HEART PN.PUI! best form teacher EVERRR! feelings were hurt, tears were shed throughout this year.&lt;br /&gt;but our bond is STILL UNBREAKABLE!&lt;br /&gt;these are the times where i wished we had another year together. but it's all gonna end after 1 jan 2010.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna be proud to call myself a 3.1-er of class 2009. forever!&lt;br /&gt;i love u all! and we make a great class =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this is freaking making me emotional.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i gotta go. need to get everything ready for the outreach on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;chiaooo!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7544856206925872920?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7544856206925872920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7544856206925872920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7544856206925872920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7544856206925872920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/those-were-days.html' title='Beginning of the End'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/Svy3YQ5-PmI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jQzVBDkIHlU/s72-c/my+shirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6217347294959173865</id><published>2009-11-09T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T17:23:32.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ni hao? xD!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;ma body's aching cause of baddie yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;rawr much.&lt;br /&gt;Happy early by one day birthday ZIII TAOOO! =DD (i'll wish u through text tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at around 7:00 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;had the weirdest dream ever.&lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep again. and woke up around 10.&lt;br /&gt;lawls.&lt;br /&gt;checked my msgs.&lt;br /&gt;ooo ooo! starting chinese thingie next week. excited i guess.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much today.&lt;br /&gt;am online most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;siens!&lt;br /&gt;got lawatan tomorrow to that jong crocodile farm.&lt;br /&gt;lazy to go. but might change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;boredom is killinggg mee!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ooo.. i can't go any further than this,&lt;br /&gt;ooo.. i want to go offline, it's my only wish.&lt;br /&gt;ps/ JOOO! COME BACK FAST!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda:),X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6217347294959173865?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6217347294959173865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6217347294959173865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6217347294959173865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6217347294959173865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/ni-hao-xd.html' title='ni hao? xD!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5358716007125561471</id><published>2009-11-07T20:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T20:33:05.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that i'm after =D</title><content type='html'>All that I'm after is a life full of laughter. &lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm laughing with you :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;spent whole day at church.&lt;br /&gt;cleared T room and had lunch and did kids church music practise after that.&lt;br /&gt;quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS JOOOO! :(&lt;br /&gt;so used to her being around all the time.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait till she gets back on tueday.&lt;br /&gt;the next day must confirm go out liaw.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;with kim. chey won't be able to make it. she's going off somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;finding songs online for the boys and i. so the next jam session won't be so err.. jammed?&lt;br /&gt;lol. i have half the mind to make them sing medleys. like those las vegas singers with their back ups. haha. with shinny DRESSES and PUFFY hair xD! howard has already got the hair part checked. so no worries eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAPHH!!&lt;br /&gt;u're now 15. a year older and wiser. should be a year more matured eh? (hope and praying so xP) so yeah. thanks for a great year! heart uu. haha stay outta trouble kay lil one? =)&lt;br /&gt;take care fweak! w&amp;t will always be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lazy blog adi.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna go watch youtube movies. i think.&lt;br /&gt;well chiaoo peeps!&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. look at this adorable pic. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SvVok8GpVEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BWKu9xsthSA/s1600-h/funny-pictures-bird-must-be-taller-to-not-get-eaten-by-kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SvVok8GpVEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BWKu9xsthSA/s200/funny-pictures-bird-must-be-taller-to-not-get-eaten-by-kitten.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401338311919359042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:,X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5358716007125561471?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5358716007125561471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5358716007125561471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5358716007125561471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5358716007125561471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-that-im-after-d.html' title='all that i&apos;m after =D'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SvVok8GpVEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BWKu9xsthSA/s72-c/funny-pictures-bird-must-be-taller-to-not-get-eaten-by-kitten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7992912143844258286</id><published>2009-11-06T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:18:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school</title><content type='html'>Today's the last day of school for the form 3s!&lt;br /&gt;can't believe it huh?&lt;br /&gt;next year i'm gonna be 16!&lt;br /&gt;still unbelievable to me.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;darn, time moves so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like it was just yesterday that i was in form 1.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;today we had the meetings for uniform body and sports house.&lt;br /&gt;got so pissed off that cikgu mati muda kept talking about murid bermasalah.&lt;br /&gt;i mean like students who talks alot and all that ain't bermasalah. they just have alot of things to say. those students that aren't also one day will become problematic cause she keeps refering them as problematic kids.&lt;br /&gt;feel like reporting her to the ministry of education or sue her or something.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;might even give her a rock and say that if she ever needs a heart transplant.&lt;br /&gt;the rock fits her PERFECTLY! gawd! she's just so ughh!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;blaa.. enough about her.&lt;br /&gt;she's just herself. can't change her.&lt;br /&gt;having lawatan this tuesday. to that crocodile farm. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;then kim,chey and i will be heading to harts for lunch. muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what's with the directors and nicholas spark's book?&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! like all his books are suddenly becoming movies.&lt;br /&gt;the notebook, the last song and many more.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okayy i better go rest before youth starts.&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7992912143844258286?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7992912143844258286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7992912143844258286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7992912143844258286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7992912143844258286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8011662287069779280</id><published>2009-11-04T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:43:42.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new?</title><content type='html'>Yes!&lt;br /&gt;i've changed my blog template.&lt;br /&gt;it ain't so emo anymore?&lt;br /&gt;more white-ish? xP&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;skipped sch today with kim. suppose to go spring in the morning but am so friggin exhausted. So we went in the afternoon instead. saw chels there with her cousie and her cousie's friend. &lt;br /&gt;kim and i practically spent our whole time talking and sitting at big apple. (was craving for doughnuts. haha what to do)&lt;br /&gt;then daniel kee (some dude from st thom) came and sat with us.&lt;br /&gt;so kim and i did alot of charades cause we didn't know daniel would sit there for SOOO LONGG!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to sch tomorrow. i have like two more days, then form 3 will be over for me.&lt;br /&gt;getting pretty emotional about that.&lt;br /&gt;screw sch mans! who knew it's so hard to move on!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;off for mamak. =) mummy's making us go dinner early so that we'd be back in time to skype with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo and nytez!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8011662287069779280?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8011662287069779280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8011662287069779280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8011662287069779280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8011662287069779280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new?'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3784824621006979875</id><published>2009-11-01T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:23:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yes! i'm back from &lt;S&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; camp!&lt;br /&gt;and it was frigging tough. honestly even the instructors say it's tougher than NS!&lt;br /&gt;gawd!&lt;br /&gt;it's seriously 5 days of pure torture!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, first day was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;had to build up our tent and all that.&lt;br /&gt;and No it's not the type of modern tents u purchase in shops. but it's the cloth type. where u have to stick small woods into the ground and tie a string from the tent to the wood.&lt;br /&gt;and we did other sick and crazy activities too.&lt;br /&gt;i cracked after 8 hours. am not proud of it, but it's the fact. gawd.&lt;br /&gt;at night at about 12++, the instructors woke us up and blind folded us. and we had to walk in this jungle like place.and it rained after that events was done. so we had to sleep in the hall. and i tell uuu it was friggin UNCOMFORTABLE! worst night ever. didn't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day was LIKE tooot!&lt;br /&gt;seriously!&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning, we're suppose to go jungle trekking.&lt;br /&gt;and i got sucked into quicksand! yes you read it right. AMANDA WONG got SUCKED INTO QUICKSAND. well up to my knee level. but it was pretty freaky okay.&lt;br /&gt;so like i was all buffed and puffed up about jungle trekking and next thing i know i'm stuck inside the ground. sick and wrong mans.&lt;br /&gt;and that wasn't a good reason for me to pull out of the activity. so i had to continue. I fell a few times while hiking up the jungle. have like tons of bruises and cuts on my legs. and once when i was about to fall, i held on to this tree on my right. and guesss whatt? the tree stems has thorns. so i had to stop my team for a while and slowly pull out the thorns from my hand one by one.&lt;br /&gt;Damnn unlucky that day.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry chey, i know it's ur bday. but it's true)&lt;br /&gt;and at night, we were only allowed to sleep at 2&lt;br /&gt;wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day&lt;br /&gt;wasn't that bad. cause we were suppose to go do the flying fox thingie but PLKN had to check their equipments. so we weren't allowed to go.&lt;br /&gt;so we clean the hall up and build gigantic bonfires!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. had talent night after that. aunty hoon told tuan salleh to make me play guitar and sing. so i was surprise with that performance.&lt;br /&gt;sang love story, since i heard that's the students fav song. haha. soii..&lt;br /&gt;and around 3++ i woke up for duty patrol. crap much but at least i got my 'beauty' sleep before that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth day&lt;br /&gt;HAD SOLO CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;solo camp is an event where u have to go into the jungle with a partner and camp out there the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;we're only provided with a canvas, an egg(split half for breakfast), mosquito coil, sulphur powder.&lt;br /&gt;so we build our own tent with the canvas.&lt;br /&gt;my partner and i lighted a campfire. but it started raining. so our campfire got put out. and we were like FREEZING already. cause the jungle is really cold at night and raining didn't help us feel any warmer.&lt;br /&gt;so my partner and i went to find our friend's camp and stood around their fire. it was about 8++pm. so it was dark already. &lt;br /&gt;and and and!&lt;br /&gt;the scary part was. when i was standing near the fire, warming myself up. my friend who was at my other friend's tent mouthed this out&lt;br /&gt;" who is that? standing next to u?"&lt;br /&gt;i was like " no one lerh, it's just me"&lt;br /&gt;"nooo! there's someone next to u"&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;"wtf wtf wtf!"&lt;br /&gt;i went back to my own tent. then i saw a figure looking into my tent&lt;br /&gt;WTF! right infront of my tent. so close to where i am.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah the rain water leaked into my tent, so my place was flooded with rain water. and i had no choice but to sleep on it. sickkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't tell much. whatever that's typed out up there is just like a small portion of what i really went through.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm going to wait for the pictures from the teacher there.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll post it up when i get it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm like extremely exhausted now.&lt;br /&gt;wanna head off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be even more sick if i don't.&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;nytez ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3784824621006979875?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3784824621006979875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3784824621006979875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3784824621006979875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3784824621006979875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-yes-im-back-from-hell-camp-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7336410339934232760</id><published>2009-10-24T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:04:22.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah yesterday wasn't that bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. got my report card back. finally in top 5. =D&lt;br /&gt;and i got merits for it! superr dupperr happy!&lt;br /&gt;so chey and i did alot of running around during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;had like alot of stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;i sent back my &lt;s&gt;freakishly&lt;/s&gt; overdued library book.&lt;br /&gt;and we helped check the names for the school mag.&lt;br /&gt;we did practically anything to skip watching parent trap.&lt;br /&gt;just like what hairoonisa said.. lindsay lohan is LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cikgu Nyaut informed us that our school is taking part in this book safari thingie.&lt;br /&gt;which works like this. everyone has to bring a book to school and we have to finish reading it within 4 hours. and if we're done earlier then we have to exchange books with our other friend. weirdd eh? so like all of us planned to bring CLIFFORD THE BIG RED DOG! it's like HUGE print and colourful pictures. what more can girl want? =D&lt;br /&gt;other great/sad thing is i won't be around to enjoy clifford =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mooviing oonn.&lt;br /&gt;Went visiting. gosh. those kids are like soo.. aww.. especially this kid name clara sim. such a sad story behind her condition. made chey,jo and me appreciate everything we have. and she's only 9 years old if i'm not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;learnt so much from that visiting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh!&lt;br /&gt;anddd i'm heading off to camp tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;excited. but it's like ONE WHOLE WEEK! I have no idea what we're all gonna do. it just seemS tooo longg!&lt;br /&gt;Completely no connection to the outside world. godmum will keep my phone till the camp's over. and i don't know anyone there. haha Soo i might get desperate. might even tackle the pizza delivery dude saying&lt;br /&gt;"HOW'S KUCHING?? SEND BACK MY LOVE TO EVERYONE! EVERYONE I TELL UUU!"&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today will be my last post till i come back.&lt;br /&gt;so peoplee, wish mee luck!=D&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised i haven't even packed my bags. and i'm like in the middle of cleaning my room.&lt;br /&gt;there are like super old stuff that i never bothered to throw away.&lt;br /&gt;example.&lt;br /&gt;i found this schedule. and the heading was&lt;br /&gt;'MOST CURRENT SCHEDULE'&lt;br /&gt;and the date was like 2007. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. i'm going to go be lame somewhere else. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiiaoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7336410339934232760?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7336410339934232760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7336410339934232760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7336410339934232760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7336410339934232760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-hey-hey-so-yeah-yesterday-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3835814571283847213</id><published>2009-10-22T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:07:01.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;my eye is all better now. vision is still abit blur. but what ever that i can totally see light and all that now!&lt;br /&gt;great ey? (that's ur cue to nod)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i'm done with 90210!&lt;br /&gt;and and!&lt;br /&gt;taaaddaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SuBX81jvY9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lYl-ETd5lWA/s1600-h/kellan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SuBX81jvY9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lYl-ETd5lWA/s200/kellan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395409056270607314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kellan my hubby. omg. so hawt! yummy-licious!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's like the reason i watch 90210.&lt;br /&gt;hawtness to the max mans.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sadness. have to deal with the text books and our yellow demerits card. yada yada bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;owh owh. and jo,chey and i are going to visit the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;at least i get to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;seriously my eyes are glued to the lap top screen from 9 am till 4++ everyday.&lt;br /&gt;sickkeeninggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all..&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch army wives&lt;br /&gt;it's nice people! Full of drama =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3835814571283847213?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3835814571283847213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3835814571283847213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3835814571283847213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3835814571283847213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-my-eye-is-all-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SuBX81jvY9I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lYl-ETd5lWA/s72-c/kellan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-9095685054766347960</id><published>2009-10-21T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:43:58.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast recap? blah!</title><content type='html'>Hey People =D&lt;br /&gt;Finally got better enough to stand the blogger white background.&lt;br /&gt;erm. just read bout what happen and u'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;so here's a fast recap on what's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;went to sch cause we had this after pmr crap thingie. which was gotong royong.&lt;br /&gt;so chey, jo and i cleaned the WHOLE FREAKING AUDI! u know how big that place is?&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. we MOPPED the floor.&lt;br /&gt;gawd our backs ached after that. &lt;br /&gt;Then pn.jasmine asked me to help her plant all the hibiscus the school bought.&lt;br /&gt;so i pulled chey and jo along. then after break, lyd, mich and hashimah joined us.&lt;br /&gt;I got quite bored and sick of gardening towards the end, so lyd and i suddenly starting singing my heart will go on And we went into this titanic craze. and i randomly did the standing on the edge of the boat scene while singing the song. &lt;br /&gt;which turned out rather embarassing. cause i didn't realize my headmistress was standing nearby watching me act like that with her hands on her hips and her jaw dropped. so yeah u can imagine the 'OMG HAHA' face she had on.&lt;br /&gt;Not one of my proudest moments ever! =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya'll can imagine how tired i was after all that. and here comes the stupid part.&lt;br /&gt;after finishing dinner and stuff. i went back to my room to play plants vs zombies &lt;br /&gt;(yups raye, u and sharon really got me hooked on that.)&lt;br /&gt;i was about to tie my hair up when suddenly.. yups u guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;i friggin POKED MY OWN EYE! right side to be exact! it was seriously painful. so i liked rinsed it a few times and dropped eye mo in it.&lt;br /&gt;mum said to sleep so i did after trying to calm myself cause the pain was like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUEDAY&lt;br /&gt;woked up at around 7 30 a.m. COULDN'T FRIGGIN OPEN MY RIGHT EYE cause it hurts and my right eye's vision is super blur. Got freaked out so i went to bug my mum bout it.&lt;br /&gt;and about 8:00++ we went to kuching specialist to see the Optometrist. &lt;br /&gt;(warning : going to rant bout the service there)&lt;br /&gt;sheesh! the nurses were like no help at all!&lt;br /&gt;they made my mum walk back and forth just to get me registered in.&lt;br /&gt;like i was not already in pain! sheesh! and the nurse was so freaking rude!&lt;br /&gt;She totally has to go back for social skills 101!&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, i waited for an hour. barely being able to open both of my eyes (cause if i tried opening my left side, my right side will hurt even more)&lt;br /&gt;the doctor dropped anaesthetic into my right eye. which numb the nerve cells. and stopped the pain instantly. thank godd!&lt;br /&gt;he checked my eye and told me i somehow Scratch my cornea. &lt;br /&gt;gawd. it'll heal soon. but i just gotta be careful not to get it infected or anything. i have to apply antibiotics every four hours and lubricant every two hours. Zzz!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah cause of that whole incident, i can't stand seeing light.&lt;br /&gt;I practically spent the whole day in the dark. i couldn't watch tv too. so yeah i spent my time sleeping the whole day. (u know how boring that is??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one weird thing is that i can somehow stand the lap top but i can't stand the tv.&lt;br /&gt;so my sis lent me her hard drive with movies and stuff in it to pass my time =D&lt;br /&gt;but i dozed off before i finished any of her movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are getting better, even though my vision is still quite blurr.&lt;br /&gt;i can KINDA stand light now. well more like tv, not really that direct light. haven't conquered being outside with the sunlight shinning straight down at me yet. but i hope i will by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;cause i've watched the whole gossip girl season 2 today and i'm about to finish 90210.getting quite blahh already. and and my back hurts like hell =.=.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah i got extra stuff on my agenda tomorrow other than watching movies and tv series all day again. i gotta check all my UNused textbooks and clean that layer of dust covering it. cause i have to return it on friday. gawd another 'AWESOME' day awaits.&lt;br /&gt;well i'm off to watch 90210.lols. gotta admit it's addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better tomorrow? i hope! =D&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-9095685054766347960?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9095685054766347960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=9095685054766347960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9095685054766347960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9095685054766347960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people-d-finally-got-better-enough.html' title='fast recap? blah!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4642305466424366499</id><published>2009-10-16T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:50:43.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy ya'll. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to grss this afternoon. from around 12++ till 2.&lt;br /&gt;ate KOLO MEE at XXY (with riel, vanessa and bibiana). well actually it's more like i ate my lunch and they (NAMELY VANESSA) stared at me. &lt;br /&gt;ariel was suppose to eat lunch with me. but she had to eat earlier cause she had that bball competition at around 6 pm. so she like scheduled her meals so she had plenty of time for digestion =.=&lt;br /&gt;and on the way back after lunch, we got caught in the rain. which was like really duhh cause XXY was JUST (like less than 2 km!) opposite grss. rawrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've been staring at the lappie screen for about 3 hours straight.So i headed downstairs to bug my mum =P! but well when i reached downstairs,i found my mum glued to the tv screen watching some indian comedy movie. &lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;it's about two guys who pretends to be gay so that they can stay in the same apartment as this hawt girl.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. awkward but okayy.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off camping soon!&lt;br /&gt;literally camping. as in, tents, torchlights, NO HANDPHONES, Sleeping in LONG PANTS AT NIGHT and the weather is so unpredictable nowadays! jungle tracking and those other outdoor-sy type of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm joining my godmum's school so like i'm practically alone. oh well, time to put on thatt bigg smile and go make new friends? lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YESS!&lt;br /&gt;i've changed my blog song.&lt;br /&gt;i know it was getting REALLY annoying.&lt;br /&gt;everytime it goes. &lt;br /&gt;"i remember what u wore on the first day"&lt;br /&gt;and i bet u'll instantly stop the player. well at least that's what i do.&lt;br /&gt;There's a sentimental reason why the blog song is what it is now.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, mean comments about it will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to join my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;it still fascinates me how bollywood movies are.&lt;br /&gt;like two total STRANGERS suddenly meet at a random place. and they would suddenly start singing a DUET!&lt;br /&gt;and then out of no where, they end up in the market place DANCING to the song that they're singing. and all their steps and words seem to fit in so perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;haha. conclusion. bollywood movies still amaze me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. chiiaaoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4642305466424366499?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4642305466424366499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4642305466424366499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4642305466424366499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4642305466424366499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/heyy-yall.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5195325652434988561</id><published>2009-10-14T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:08:20.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawddd!&lt;br /&gt;am so freaking hyped up!&lt;br /&gt;can't believe PMR's over.. but i can't break the study habit!&lt;br /&gt;i still find myself grabbing a ref book at around 10 at night.&lt;br /&gt;lawls.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i'm gonna miss form 3 loads!&lt;br /&gt;got emo when i sat for the last paper.&lt;br /&gt;it's like the last paper of my whole form 3. three years studying. gonee!&lt;br /&gt;ahh!&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to spring to watch g force yesterday with chey and jo.&lt;br /&gt;met daph, tracy, chels and donna there. donna doesn't know that sorority row is a scary movie.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what daph, chels and tracy told her.&lt;br /&gt;cause if donna knew it was a scary movie, she wouldn't have agreed to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;puree evill i tell uu.. poor donna. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo,&lt;br /&gt;i'm like staring at the clock.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for nickki to get home&lt;br /&gt;so i can head over and ransack her place for movieeess! =D&lt;br /&gt;other sad thing is i'm waiting for my sis to get back so she can send me there.&lt;br /&gt;but if i'm absolutely bored, i don't mind running over.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so yeaps. hoping the weather would stay sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dEar sis, COME BACK NOW!-_-" i wanna get movies!&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i'm signing off.&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5195325652434988561?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5195325652434988561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5195325652434988561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5195325652434988561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5195325652434988561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/gawddd-am-so-freaking-hyped-up-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2569269187618775127</id><published>2009-09-22T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:49:19.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOOKIE LOOKIE! my 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;yeah. sadly this is just gonna be one of those short updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Kh class yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh! and it started at 10. brain wasn't functioning well.&lt;br /&gt;cause i couldn't sleep last night. till around 3.&lt;br /&gt;depressing. =.="!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;this holiday is gonna be one of the worst ones.&lt;br /&gt;Got STUPID pmr coming in about 2 weeks or less. so it's like study non stop =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about my crap.&lt;br /&gt;here's something funny that can totally brighten your day =D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sung to the tune of "My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pets were out practicing football.&lt;br /&gt;My frog intercepted a pass.&lt;br /&gt;My cat and my dog and my bunny&lt;br /&gt;then tackled him flat on the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny lies over my doggy.&lt;br /&gt;My doggie's on top of my cat.&lt;br /&gt;My kitty is over my froggy,&lt;br /&gt;and that's why my froggy is flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Green splat. Green splat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's why my froggy is flat, like that.&lt;br /&gt;Green splat. Green splat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's why my froggy is flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My froggy's as flat as a pancake.&lt;br /&gt;A paper-thin froggy's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;He cannot eat flies now for dinner&lt;br /&gt;except when I flatten them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see your pets playing football,&lt;br /&gt;it's best if you bring them inside&lt;br /&gt;or you may end up with a froggy&lt;br /&gt;who's flattened and seven feet wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green splat. Green splat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's why my froggy is flat, like that.&lt;br /&gt;Green splat. Green splat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's why my froggy is flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;gotta go study now.&lt;br /&gt;super tight schedule today.&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2569269187618775127?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2569269187618775127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2569269187618775127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2569269187618775127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2569269187618775127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/09/lookie-lookie-my-100th-post-d-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3706573356204481041</id><published>2009-09-19T12:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T13:06:21.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ello..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna blog about thursday..&lt;br /&gt;Finished Zone paper! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;right before school ended, whole first class and like 4 students from the second class had to rush up to the gallery for some talk thingie that the principal was giving.&lt;br /&gt;OMG! OUR Gerak Gempur Marks Was On The Screen!&lt;br /&gt;shyyy.. But Wow i didn't know i'll get that much A's. (recap.. i was sick when i sat for the exam =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Thought i'd get straight B's or C's or Even D's. (okayy not until C's and D's larh) but you get what i'm trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mrs.Michaels like scrolled down her list and talk about EVERYONE (except kim's marks which somehow She missed.. weirdd..)&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to go raya visiting..&lt;br /&gt;super kia su to study harder. so i'll be in kia su mode till PMR is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway screw education for a while,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SrRkr4EUleI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bnrvb1Bjlp0/s1600-h/the_final_destination_4_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SrRkr4EUleI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bnrvb1Bjlp0/s320/the_final_destination_4_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383038159562249698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeapss! we went to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;cause stupid free ticket can only watch M rated and i didn't want to waste it.&lt;br /&gt;regret not watching where got ghost.&lt;br /&gt;didn't know it's a singaporean film.&lt;br /&gt;Regretss manss!&lt;br /&gt;ChelC, Tracy, Donna and phong went to watch it too. but we sat at different rows..&lt;br /&gt;hahah. got leaving scene also.. saw donna and tracy leaving half way =.=&lt;br /&gt;yeah in my row.. the whole time chey and jo were like omg omg! eww! &lt;br /&gt;and i was like OMG! What da *TOOTT*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun larh.&lt;br /&gt;then we used the lift down.&lt;br /&gt;chey, jo, chels, donna and i entered first.. then tracy and phong were like standing there nia (lagg).. the lift door was like closing then phong go put her leg there.. then it opened again.&lt;br /&gt;so chels and i were like pressing the open button..&lt;br /&gt;and donna on the other was trying to get it opened too.&lt;br /&gt;but the lift door closed in the end. leaving the two of them behind.&lt;br /&gt;this is how the convo went (in the lift)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Chey: OMG! we left them upstairs!&lt;br /&gt;Manda: Yeahh i was like pressing the button adi..&lt;br /&gt;Chels: yeah we pressed the open button.&lt;br /&gt;Donna(standing at the other side of the lift with the controls): Aaiyoo! i press wrong button! no wonder cannot open!&lt;br /&gt;all of us: ngaiitii =.="!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;have tuition in like 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;gahh..&lt;br /&gt;but before that. i'm off to make me a nice ice blended mocha. like what i did yesterday! awesommee you knoww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SrRmm_dfpsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VdC1_4tMQMs/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SrRmm_dfpsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VdC1_4tMQMs/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383040274670790338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (: , X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3706573356204481041?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3706573356204481041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3706573356204481041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3706573356204481041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3706573356204481041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/09/ello.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SrRkr4EUleI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bnrvb1Bjlp0/s72-c/the_final_destination_4_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3900303652251159016</id><published>2009-09-10T17:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:17:43.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret's out</title><content type='html'>It's Thursday already.&lt;br /&gt;i have like 78 hours and 59 minutes before the zone mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;shuckks. time flies so fast.&lt;br /&gt;ya think i'd ought to be off studying now.&lt;br /&gt;but HERE I AM! updating my blog and watching niga higa =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SqjDKd1QUXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3BNqZHNA9bc/s1600-h/edu2270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SqjDKd1QUXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3BNqZHNA9bc/s320/edu2270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379764339468161394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever Wondered why girls generally do better in their exams than boys??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well The Secret's OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, i personally do not endorse this.. secret?xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SqjDT79zSUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SKoWYaCPDlQ/s1600-h/why_girls_do_better_in_exams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SqjDT79zSUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/SKoWYaCPDlQ/s320/why_girls_do_better_in_exams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379764502175893826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good tip for youu PMR-ers Out there!&lt;br /&gt;=P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah off to study.&lt;br /&gt;Chiaoo~&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3900303652251159016?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3900303652251159016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3900303652251159016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3900303652251159016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3900303652251159016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/09/secrets-out.html' title='secret&apos;s out'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SqjDKd1QUXI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3BNqZHNA9bc/s72-c/edu2270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8670118703772702273</id><published>2009-09-04T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T20:20:10.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yeah sorry peeps for the late updates~&lt;br /&gt;been busy with the Stupid mock exam.&lt;br /&gt;had HIGH FEVER DURING my mock exam. so *toot*sheeshkebabsnickerdoodle*toot* much.&lt;br /&gt;My results weren't bad considering i was seriously sick when i sat for the exam but results didn't reach my expectations at all! gah =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debated with Pn Chiam again.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh mans!&lt;br /&gt;She just wouldn't agree that 'In the deserts OF arabia' SOUNDS BETTER than 'In the deserts IN arabia'! Everyone knows the correct sentence would be the first one. but she was like 'No No. In sounds better.' Then one of my friends actually searched it online and printed it out. so i debated with pn chiam again and she was like 'the english on the internet is NOT always right'&lt;br /&gt;GAHH! so in the end i gave up!&lt;br /&gt;(No wonder she's the teacher partly in charge of the debate team =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;School was like blah as usual. PMR's nearing yada yada bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;Have like one more week till zone paper.&lt;br /&gt;and 2 more till PMR.&lt;br /&gt;sucks mans!&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA GET INTO SCIENCE STREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Chey and I Came up with a word that CAN NEVER BE SAID!&lt;br /&gt;The 'F' Word.. well in Bm it would be 'G' but screw bm for now.&lt;br /&gt;It's like our ultimate 'badd' word and i bet u guys would want to know what it is.. &lt;br /&gt;well, it's it's it's...&lt;br /&gt;FAT!xD!&lt;br /&gt;we spit on the 'F' Word!&lt;br /&gt;(right chey and kim? yeahhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aites.&lt;br /&gt;Better be off.&lt;br /&gt;Take care. God bless. =)&lt;br /&gt;Chiaoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:, x!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8670118703772702273?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8670118703772702273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8670118703772702273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8670118703772702273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8670118703772702273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-yeah-sorry-peeps-for-late-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4237446694453589017</id><published>2009-08-08T09:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:51:18.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SnzWy3u6mzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/aiYwkHn4Zc8/s1600-h/images3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SnzWy3u6mzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/aiYwkHn4Zc8/s320/images3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367401025361320754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soaked in your love&lt;br /&gt;and Love is right in my path, in my grasp &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better =D&lt;br /&gt;seriously hyped about it.&lt;br /&gt;can't afford to be sick. not when exam's like This close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the drama yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;we had to rush through everything&lt;br /&gt;cause we only had like around 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;got 8 out of 10 rating from pn.chiam.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. had a great time. cause everything was like spontaneous. xD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random:-&lt;br /&gt;As I gaze upon emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;I stuff the earphones into my ears and lay down.&lt;br /&gt;Picturing Beaches, Picturing Oceans, Picturing Mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Capturing Serenity.&lt;br /&gt;So real, seconds became minutes. Minutes became hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wethechange.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/bfkopt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.wethechange.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/bfkopt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/2006/12/Breathtaking_Waterfalls_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://media.ebaumsworld.com/2006/12/Breathtaking_Waterfalls_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:,X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4237446694453589017?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4237446694453589017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4237446694453589017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4237446694453589017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4237446694453589017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-soaked-in-your-love-and-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SnzWy3u6mzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/aiYwkHn4Zc8/s72-c/images3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4748529132540332105</id><published>2009-08-02T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:52:19.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been skipping sch alot this week.&lt;br /&gt;cause stupid sickness is getting worst =(&lt;br /&gt;didn't sleep for like two days(tuesday and wednesday night). so yeah was really cranky on Thursday. skipped school on friday cause i only fell asleep at about 5 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;gahh! stupid sickness! leave me alonee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;everything was like blahh..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, english teacher say it's either we stand up or pay if we don't do drama.&lt;br /&gt;stupid larh. so we HAVE to do the drama next friday.&lt;br /&gt;siens!&lt;br /&gt;like i dun have freaking MOCK to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AUGUST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta REALLY focus. &lt;br /&gt;=( friggin PMR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. off to bed now. it's nearly 2 a.m. doii~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4748529132540332105?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4748529132540332105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4748529132540332105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4748529132540332105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4748529132540332105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-skipping-sch-alot-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4021947330623454875</id><published>2009-07-29T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:28:31.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sickening!&lt;br /&gt;forced myself out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;stinking sorethroat ain't getting better.&lt;br /&gt;had this four periods maths talk in the audi.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;motivated me to like do maths questions till i drop dead. X.x!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of my afternoon sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;when you're this sick,  &lt;br /&gt;that's the only thing left in your power to do.=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JN and I had this stupid msn nickname war.&lt;br /&gt;we kept calling each other pig and pork.&lt;br /&gt;we were super bored. so can't blame us. every game on msn can't work.&lt;br /&gt;except bejeweled (which he doesn't want to play cause he claims i'm cheating.)&lt;br /&gt;gahh sore loser xP! men and their ego. can't afford to get beaten by a GIRL =P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;So yeah my mum just made me super nervous bout PMR again.&lt;br /&gt;with the countdown and all that. blah! feeling soo RAWRR!&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna head upstairs, open my book.&lt;br /&gt;draw fake eyes on my eye lids and fall asleep =)&lt;br /&gt;Chiaoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda:), X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4021947330623454875?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4021947330623454875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4021947330623454875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4021947330623454875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4021947330623454875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-sickening-forced-myself-out-of-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5216709874527179790</id><published>2009-07-28T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:59:37.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Changed my template. =D&lt;br /&gt;comment ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do my work.&lt;br /&gt;chiao =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:,X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5216709874527179790?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5216709874527179790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5216709874527179790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5216709874527179790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5216709874527179790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/changed-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8014250602658072990</id><published>2009-07-28T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:36:23.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yeah i skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;had the worst night ever!&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep well..&lt;br /&gt;lam's beef noodle made me get this super horrible sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. or was it cynthia's fault?&lt;br /&gt;gahh..&lt;br /&gt;friggin hurts.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm supposed to be studying. but i can't seem to concentrate at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;so many distractions. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;bet chey and kim and are rejoicing cause we're suppose to do a drama today and we weren't prepared. so with me not coming to school, they get to postpone it.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gonna change my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;OMG kim and chey said it's lala-fied..&lt;br /&gt;NOOO!&lt;br /&gt;*dramatic pause.*&lt;br /&gt;NOOO! &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Found the perfect skin.&lt;br /&gt;been thinking about this line for days.&lt;br /&gt;and i've found itt!&lt;br /&gt;woots~&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8014250602658072990?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8014250602658072990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8014250602658072990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8014250602658072990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8014250602658072990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-yeah-i-skipped-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4402926231456505362</id><published>2009-07-26T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:15:10.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!&lt;br /&gt;i'm like seriously OMG-ING non stop now!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. deep breaths.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that's better.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. back to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;this is so depressing!&lt;br /&gt;like only two days off. rawr!&lt;br /&gt;darn PMR nearing. only 9 weeks left.&lt;br /&gt;why does time have to fly by so fast?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. my friday and sat got occupied by this super awesome conference.&lt;br /&gt;i gained so much out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate ariel for teman-ing me on sat from 2 till 4:30 =)&lt;br /&gt;ariel followed me home. then we(including my sis) walked to jalan song for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;we were like on gossip mode. talk non stop mans.&lt;br /&gt;then went to church. ariel had dance practise. my sis and i just went to kepo and see how far they've done.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, my sis and i had to help them with the moves cause ariel super stressed out. don't blame her for being stressed out. baru go yesterday also got white hair tumbuh liaw.&lt;br /&gt;(Dudes! you guys did a great job. keep it up kays? &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. physiotherapist called and told me i gotta continue taking my steroids.&lt;br /&gt;ngaiitii. and my friggin arm still hurts. &lt;s&gt;shoot me&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop singing covers.&lt;br /&gt;so addicted.&lt;br /&gt;like from death cab for cutie to jimmy eats world to aslyn and even miley cyrus!&lt;br /&gt;=.="!&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: &lt;br /&gt;it might rain tonight. so pleasee please keep an umbrella near you at all times.&lt;br /&gt;thank you and good night =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(:, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4402926231456505362?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4402926231456505362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4402926231456505362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4402926231456505362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4402926231456505362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-im-like-seriously-omg-ing-non-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5422726881679857649</id><published>2009-07-25T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T01:31:30.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;what would happen?&lt;br /&gt;if we could have anything..&lt;br /&gt;right here, right now..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much today. most of the teachers weren't in class.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah we had iscf as usual.&lt;br /&gt;omg alpha group today super small mans&lt;br /&gt;mine only got leticia, a new girl, amanda jr and me!&lt;br /&gt;But we still had TONS OF FUN!&lt;br /&gt;love my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Most probably skipping baddie training again &lt;S&gt;(TO HELL WITH IT!)&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;think i should just quit. but i feel bad cause dawson asked me to still continue playing after changing the sport and all that. and i kinda said okay.&lt;br /&gt;siens.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*personal msg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gawd! i'm so sick and tired of your stupid attitude!&lt;br /&gt;wish you would just disappear with your bloody friend.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna act like i don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;and i won't answer you if you do talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;mummy says not to talk to strangers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;SCREW YOU!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;you'll still be a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;baddie b*tch&lt;/span&gt; to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5422726881679857649?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5422726881679857649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5422726881679857649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5422726881679857649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5422726881679857649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-you-imagine-what-would-happen-if-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7302905865806416660</id><published>2009-07-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:44:34.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo peepz~!&lt;br /&gt;went for my first physiotherapy session last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;So happy that i got a nice physiotherapist. she's chiew yi ping's mum =D!&lt;br /&gt;lawls. had to move my arms and all that. it hurts like crazy mans!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah she says i have to do some hand exercise. then gotta see her on monday again.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had camping style cooking competition today.&lt;br /&gt;worst part was finding fire wood, building our cooking place and starting the fire. CAUSE IT WAS FRIGGING RAINING.&lt;br /&gt;but cikgu yahya said we still have to cook despite of rain.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah good thing Jo brought an umbrella. help to keep our food dry (:&lt;br /&gt;so chey, tiff, jo and i had to stand in the rain and cook. while we use the umbrella to cover our food.&lt;br /&gt;didn't have much time.. we spent like 1 and a half hours trying to keep the fire going..&lt;br /&gt;so our food was like half cook. =.="!&lt;br /&gt;gahh! think i'm gonna be sick. am freezing now. wearing long sleeves and the fan isn't on at all. blah..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;August 14/ August 18. Trial paper. sucks to the max mans. gotta work harder now.&lt;br /&gt;it's nearing. i only have 87 days. =(&lt;br /&gt;sheeshkebabsnickerdoodle! &lt;br /&gt;gotta go finish my work.&lt;br /&gt;chiao =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Funny thing how the past just slips through your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;the harder you try to hold on to it, the faster it fades away&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(: , X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7302905865806416660?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7302905865806416660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7302905865806416660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7302905865806416660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7302905865806416660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo-peepz-went-for-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5123439546719656080</id><published>2009-07-19T01:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:09:27.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1:20 a.m&lt;br /&gt;and i know i should be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;But i can't =.=.. gahh.&lt;br /&gt;gotta take care of kids tomorrow morning. Made a mistake by drinking NESLO this late.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So here's the update.&lt;br /&gt;celebrated dylan's b'day yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIFUARsedI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/q7dfaUWthvk/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIFUARsedI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/q7dfaUWthvk/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359852347754052050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps! look at him.. he's so happy and *coughOLD!cough*&lt;br /&gt;Lawls. phoebs and i started singing old sunday school songs. so totally random. since we couldn't remember most of the lyrics, we mumbled most of the time and did spontaneous actions.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF70tXC8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/u4Ycy5tDjEA/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF70tXC8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/u4Ycy5tDjEA/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359853031843630018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what ariel and i did the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;ariel: you're the one with the big eyes!&lt;br /&gt;manda: You're the one with the long extensions under the chin!&lt;br /&gt;sadly i didn't take pic of the big sexy eyes one. and FYI the 'ones'&lt;br /&gt;we refer to are all priest. =.=!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel doodled on the whole paper. gah! she says the lower thingie is a sushi. doesn't like like it at all =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF8BztUyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0STH66yBido/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF8BztUyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0STH66yBido/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359853035359916834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha. so yeah mostly post pictures today.&lt;br /&gt;i finished class 10 mins earlier yesterday. had iscf stuff to do. meeting was okay.&lt;br /&gt;so we're doing this alpha thingie in school. my group's err.. quiet?&lt;br /&gt;i think the only ones making noise is cyn and i =.=! bunch of wackoos!&lt;br /&gt;finished iscf so early yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;so nickki, rachel, meg, jen and i talked about harry potter and transformers =.=&lt;br /&gt;bo su cho mah. i wanna watch Harry potter! seriously want to watch it!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! went to see the doctors this morning. my arm still hurts. she said i had to go do physiotherapy! =(! then aunty alice suggested that i should give this guy who apparently is very good at massaging a try. went just now. he freaking massage my hand so hard that i think it's bruised now and hurts even more! i can't lift it up properly!:(! double danngg!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally updating my facebook and twitter. been so lazy to come online recently.&lt;br /&gt;rather go reach geo or something. (yeaps. i got the pn.chiam geo sickness. she made me like it!)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i better head off to bed soon. it's gonna be two and i can't get the caffeine outta my system. ):&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF8ThwHmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rRVWXJHivWE/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIF8ThwHmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/rRVWXJHivWE/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359853040116440674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my attempt on colouring with those big big crayons while i was taking care of the kids in sunday school.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps. it's terrible! you wouldn't want to see it in real life.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm 15 =.=! &lt;br /&gt;Nytezz peeps!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda(: , x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5123439546719656080?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5123439546719656080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5123439546719656080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5123439546719656080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5123439546719656080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-120.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SmIFUARsedI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/q7dfaUWthvk/s72-c/DSC00043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7836830998283199011</id><published>2009-07-11T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:39:51.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been spending all my time,&lt;br /&gt;just thinking bout you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm falling for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was so draggy and long today.&lt;br /&gt;Only studied one subject,&lt;br /&gt;which was maths. the rest, teachers all seem busy cause there's that jog-a-thon thingie tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cynthia, sasha and i went high after school. we blame that burger stall guy. must have added something weird inside our buns cause right after that three of us went super crazy. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;phoebe and her evil 'make me feel worst about my aching hand and temp deafness' crew kept teasing me today. rawr! cynthia is soo dead mans!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like another day closer to PMR.&lt;br /&gt;feel the pressure!&lt;br /&gt;alright. heading off to sleep then wake up early to &lt;S&gt;STUDY&lt;/s&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;falling for yooh!:D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7836830998283199011?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7836830998283199011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7836830998283199011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7836830998283199011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7836830998283199011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-spending-all-my-time-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-9094605996028580119</id><published>2009-07-08T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:20:39.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sports carnival week..&lt;br /&gt;had my baddie comp yesterday.. =)&lt;br /&gt;st veronica won.. am super happy but sad thing is i hurt my right arm.&lt;br /&gt;think i heard my muscle tear after returning cikgu solomon's base-line.&lt;br /&gt;hurts like hell now. can't even lift it up. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;had to do sewing today. I like totally can't lift my arm up and teacher expects me to sew! like What the fruit! oh well. thank god Jo and Rika was there to help.&lt;br /&gt;almost gone mad trying to fix everything together. =.=&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the doctor after school. she said it's some muscle thingie.&lt;br /&gt;so she gave me STEROIDS and some painkiller.&lt;br /&gt;Those two meds didn't help at all! my arm still frigging hurts.&lt;br /&gt;blah! mum says i can't do sports till everything heals.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Jon Mclaughlin is HAWT TO DA MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SlRy5X3XpeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3DAl8yfpHlA/s1600-h/JonMcLaughlin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SlRy5X3XpeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3DAl8yfpHlA/s320/JonMcLaughlin2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356032186834724322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWTIE HAWT HAWTIE!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Blah. pn.chiam didn't come to school today. :( &lt;br /&gt;Come back soon teacher ;)&lt;br /&gt;okayy. i gotta go offline before i start drooling on ma comp.&lt;br /&gt;chiaoo ;D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-9094605996028580119?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9094605996028580119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=9094605996028580119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9094605996028580119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9094605996028580119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/sports-carnival-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SlRy5X3XpeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3DAl8yfpHlA/s72-c/JonMcLaughlin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7937237906576959919</id><published>2009-07-04T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T20:25:59.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bow Chika Bow Wow!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah report card day went quite well. (i think -.-")&lt;br /&gt;The principal wasn't thattt scary. *shakes off the thought of me peeing in my pants when i entered the room. just joking of course. xD&lt;br /&gt;she was just disappointed bout my RC attendance. I seriously have NO intention of attending RC till PMR is over.I'm Still sticking to my point that it's a TOTAL, and i repeat TOTAL (with every single alphabet capitalized) WASTE OF TIME!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! so yeah I'm currently kind of grounding myself from any non educational activities till PMR is over. Life Sucks when you have PMR coming up in about 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;School is like super slow. some subjects are like only in chapter 3 or 4 =.=&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to Jon Mclaughlin! OMG much! (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go study.&lt;br /&gt;signing off. &lt;br /&gt;chiao =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7937237906576959919?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7937237906576959919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7937237906576959919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7937237906576959919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7937237906576959919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/bow-chika-bow-wow-so-yeah-report-card.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2851083840589167025</id><published>2009-06-26T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T18:50:35.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap!&lt;br /&gt;meeting principal tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;teacher announced my name bla.&lt;br /&gt;(but she say it's not cause i did anything bad. it's cause i'm good.)&lt;br /&gt;but principal worh!&lt;br /&gt;dieded! :(&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;lyd,chey,tiff and i actually wrote a song.&lt;br /&gt;there was sooo many free periods today. we actually didn't have to open any of our text books.total waste of time bringing 'em. super heavy somemore.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gotta head off for youth (:&lt;br /&gt;chiao peeps!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sing to me the song of the stars.&lt;br /&gt;Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again&lt;br /&gt;When it feels like my dreams are so far&lt;br /&gt;Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So I lay my head back down,&lt;br /&gt;and I lift my hands and pray&lt;br /&gt;to be only yours&lt;br /&gt;I pray to be only yours&lt;br /&gt;I know now you're my only hope (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda (:&lt;br /&gt;ps: i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2851083840589167025?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2851083840589167025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2851083840589167025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2851083840589167025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2851083840589167025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/crap-meeting-principal-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5222925072631794293</id><published>2009-06-25T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:10:21.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome! xD&lt;br /&gt;had soo many free periods. lawls. mdm liew hui lin wore her name tag upside down. =.= swts. anyway. chey ,kim and i doodled over all available paper chey had, during all the free periods. darn. feel guilty. haha.&lt;br /&gt;teacher announced the names of the student who has to meet the principal on report card day. blahh. seeing pn.pui. die lorh. i asked her what she was planning to say to my mum and she was like. "you are a good student. only thing is that YOU TALK TOOO MUCH!" rawrs!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with kim,steph,za,chey and jo. so awkward and quiet don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;za and jo didn't eat cause they wanted to eat at spring forest. waited for chey to get her phone then went off the spring forest.&lt;br /&gt;we talked and all that. then went back for kh class. &lt;br /&gt;so darn sleepy, i nearly fell asleep when teacher was talking to me =.=&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;stupid countdown for PMR. only got like 15 weeks left.&lt;br /&gt;za is spreading her influenZA around to chey and me. now both of us always go HIGH =.=&lt;br /&gt;gonna pull kim and jo in next. xD&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;signing off now.&lt;br /&gt;got tons of stuff to do. =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;ps:``i'm done playing along with you all. and to that very special, one of a kind mongrel, u can take my place! so please huns. just friggin grow up already.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5222925072631794293?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5222925072631794293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5222925072631794293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5222925072631794293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5222925072631794293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-awesome-xd-had-soo-many-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6236830507122042553</id><published>2009-06-25T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:40:28.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>comp's still dead. blah..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothing much to update about except pmr is nearing. gotta work extra hard cause all da teachers are adding more stress. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! i finally got the dang jab! arm kinda hurts now. feels like there are bruises around the injection area. stupid pain needs to end soon!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be falling in place. =) miss my gossip girl. but she's coming back to school tomorrow. hehe. oh yeah, watched hannah montana movie before i went for pbsm last week. met zareth there. lawls. helped him promote some ticket thingie.&lt;br /&gt;then after the movie, met vivien and her friend there. aduhh.. kantoi..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;chey and za are making me robsessed! =.= &lt;br /&gt;they talk about twilight, the cast, new moon and taylor 24/7 mans.. sot arh sit with them. haha. xD &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say. i'm supposed to be off sleeping now.&lt;br /&gt;blah. who can sleep at time like this? &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;might not be able to update soon.&lt;br /&gt;see ya'll around. xD&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Buhbwaii&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6236830507122042553?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6236830507122042553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6236830507122042553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6236830507122042553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6236830507122042553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/comps-still-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-923543360812208225</id><published>2009-06-14T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:41:19.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll&lt;br /&gt;finally got hold of a lap top to use.&lt;br /&gt;stupid comp crashed a day before the hols started. &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;had two camps back to back. was so tiring! =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kids camp first.&lt;br /&gt;took care of kids. thank god my assist. was phoebe. she's been a great help.&lt;br /&gt;I might have gone crazy if i had to take care of them alone.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey helped out on the second day too. Totally heart her! she's so sweet! she's 23so she's like our big sister. unfortunately she had to fly back to KL on the second day of youth camp. &lt;br /&gt;everything turned out better than planed. I slept at the sound system area. xD! cause dennis ask me to jaga. zzz. didn't get much sleep either. only about 5 hours each day. And i had to act all hyper the next day to keep the kids happy =.=!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hero camp was next.&lt;br /&gt;got all the deco done like during the 3 days before camp started.&lt;br /&gt;had music practise and all that. gahh! voiceless =.=&lt;br /&gt;well camp had a great head start.&lt;br /&gt;second day was the best.&lt;br /&gt;had soo much activity. Ian, who's comedian in the group moses (the group i facilitate) made us laugh non stop =) he's a natural joker mans!"baoo beii!" and ian will reply "lauu poo!" &lt;br /&gt;so hard to do the amazing race. cause we keep bumping into raye's team and both of them will have that so called sentimental moment =.=&lt;br /&gt;iScare was one of the best activity we did. got all the participant scared. it's was soo funny. Ps.jerry was soo impressed with rachel, he even said "wow i think she was born to scare people" so swt! &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! that august almost punched me three times. cause i was scaring him and he couldn't figure out that i was a girl cause i whispered and used a super deep voice (that gave me sorethroat the next day), so he was like trying to punch me. thank god he was blind folded. =.=!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;conclusion was, camps very great.&lt;br /&gt;sad thing is i didn't really get to go out with my friends and do holiday stuff this two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;blahh!&lt;br /&gt;but i still feel great! tomorrow going back to sch. getting darn sci results.&lt;br /&gt;this sat would be my report card day. dieded.&lt;br /&gt;and i have exactly 16-17 weeks till PMR starts!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;shoot me!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;screw u baddie people! ugh! &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;nafasku menceritakan kasihmu (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-923543360812208225?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/923543360812208225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=923543360812208225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/923543360812208225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/923543360812208225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday.html' title='holiday'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3667322322824588994</id><published>2009-05-26T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:53:40.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't sleep at all!&lt;br /&gt;keep thinking bout today (it's 12++. means new day yoo)&lt;br /&gt;Darn it! curse jabs!&lt;br /&gt;i'm really exhausted but i just can't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;maybe it's a good thing that i don't sleep for tonight,&lt;br /&gt;might fall asleep during jab time, thus reducing pain?&lt;br /&gt;blah dunno, dun care. just wanna get through tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully fall asleep during assembly. and again curse the fact that my class is sitting right in front of the teachers. i'll just hide at the far end of the audi then. &lt;S&gt; pn monica, don't be soo observant tomorrow &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Am So happy that i have all four of the twilight series in my phone. lazy carry book around.haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting hooked on it.&lt;br /&gt;save me!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;arghh. better try to sleep. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Take me away. . &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3667322322824588994?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3667322322824588994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3667322322824588994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3667322322824588994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3667322322824588994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/cant-sleep-at-all-keep-thinking-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1929778075694413604</id><published>2009-05-25T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:39:10.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Beat Is Sick . .</title><content type='html'>Heyy!&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped school today, who knew skipping training for about a month will cause serious body ache the following week after training.&lt;br /&gt;blah. couldn't even move.Had stomach issues too.&lt;br /&gt;Then at about 9, mum took me to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Doctor check my throat and all that.&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly ask me to lie down on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;So i obediently did.&lt;br /&gt;Then she took this machine out and i was like "That machine looks strangely familiar. hmm, seen it in movies when pregnant mums check their babies out.OMG! ULTRA SOUND!uh oh! what's she trying to do"&lt;br /&gt;i ain't pregnant deng it! apparently she says can detect stuff. but it's just soo wrong.&lt;br /&gt;=.=!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then went out for lunch with mum, aunty siaw hung and sis.&lt;br /&gt;trying to work out the budget for camp.&lt;br /&gt;KIDS CAMP IS IN A WEEK'S TIME. there's still soo much to do. but soo little time.&lt;br /&gt;haizz.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On top of that, Serene wants me to partner her in Lodge open. lawls, just for fun cause i'm skipping st jo open.&lt;br /&gt;Blah. thanks owen for advancing my game if we get into finals. :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow getting tetanus toxoid jab. envira and vickneswari told me it hurts like hell! darnn. got nightmare cause of it! whatever it larh. soo scared lah *traumaa*&lt;br /&gt;school decided that we get to watch night at the museum 2. haha! can't wait to throw popcorn at people! xD&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for yesterday :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1929778075694413604?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1929778075694413604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1929778075694413604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1929778075694413604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1929778075694413604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-beat-is-sick.html' title='This Beat Is Sick . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2695426231448014788</id><published>2009-05-20T17:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:09:06.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam's practically over! &lt;s&gt; SCREW MUSIC PAPER TOMORROW!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahh. can't wait to sleep earlier every night. Haha. And and, i dun need to wake up at 3 or 4a.m to study xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! Just checked out taylor swift's white horse Official music video. &lt;br /&gt;Bloody Friggin NICE! but so sad mans!&lt;br /&gt;OMG! demi lovato looks like err.. soo different. =.=&lt;br /&gt;lalala. moving onn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had both science papers just now. made stupid careless mistake for one bloody question.&lt;br /&gt;owhh. wtv exams! i'm so happy! pn.pui told us GOOODDD news bout next week!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Since our class collected the most money for food fair, the school is going to chia our whole class and the other two classes who's in top three! Watch movie during school hours. haha. Movie haven't decided tho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to have injection the day before tho'. grr! dun wan mans! have to go find my medical and baby card, then gotta get my parents to sign the consent form. grr! dun wan! blahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's practically it. &lt;br /&gt;darn rev for telling me taylor swift's on csi. couldn't watch. blah! darn rev!&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;b o w  c h i k a  b o w  w o w !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda. X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2695426231448014788?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2695426231448014788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2695426231448014788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2695426231448014788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2695426231448014788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-practically-over-screw-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4936786020214635474</id><published>2009-05-16T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:13:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bloody keyboard having pms.&lt;br /&gt;had to type backwards for a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;blahh it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very Swt lah. suddenly Mrs.lai play around with me at tuition just now =.=!&lt;br /&gt;(i talked to her bout grss, then suddenly went on to nana, karen and the mum) &lt;br /&gt;that chaoo daphne! talk non stop one worh. think she ate too much sugar. so hyperactive today. oh wait! she's always like that. lawls. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, there's this tunku putra girl who got beaten up i think. she came into class wearing sun glasses. her left eye was swollen. there are several red marks on her leg. kolien her mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phoebe made me emo bout the singapore scholarship thing. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;(yeah, am considering it. but TOTALLY DOUBT i'll get it. people so kia su there. die arh!) so i won't apply to avoid disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;blah. think none of the form 3 students are applying. hear that mostly form 4 nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be studying now.&lt;br /&gt;got 8 papers left (sorry bout mistake in the last post. forgot to include PJ paper)&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;well i better go study now.&lt;br /&gt;haha. get ready to burn midnight oil. =D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random line (:&lt;br /&gt;mirror, mirror on the wall,&lt;br /&gt;u don't have to tell me,who's the biggest fool of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4936786020214635474?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4936786020214635474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4936786020214635474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4936786020214635474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4936786020214635474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/bloody-keyboard-having-pms.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-339217342535584278</id><published>2009-05-15T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:27:14.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay 8 papers done!&lt;br /&gt;7 more papers to go next week.&lt;br /&gt;blahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend whole break jumping on the chair outside my class while studying KH.&lt;br /&gt;random much. 3sa was like looking at me and like saying "ahh! that's school property. blah blah blah" (sorry spaced out after that line.) but i did apologize (sarcastically) then continued jumping. she didn't mind after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been bumping into amanda the pass few weeks. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;sah, we two got 'jodoh' xD! rawr! King King stealer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn geo and english paper. pantang see the number 1. &lt;br /&gt;i like read the question wrongly and coloured in the wrong answer for geo.&lt;br /&gt;english on the other hand, i was like joking around with cheyenne bout the first question then i coloured in wrong one. thank god i realised it when carol was about to collect my paper.&lt;br /&gt;rawr! pantang number 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bloody addicted to finding nemo. haha. gan and me ALWAYS say that 'markk markk' thing that the birds say. lawls. till we got soo used to it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;sam was about to go home. then she passed by me and playfully touch my hair. So happens that time i was like saying 'markk markk' to megan. then i like Suddenly say 'markkkkkkk' out loud. *awkward silence..* like so rawr mans!&lt;br /&gt;curssess finding nemo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curse pokemon too!got once i accidentally said pshy-duck to pn.zaharah also (watever the spelling is) then she was like errr.. *run away.. &lt;br /&gt;=.=! gotta stop watching cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids church later. &lt;br /&gt;sure got alot of funny weird stuff that's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;might update again later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;stars falling down, when i fell for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda,X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-339217342535584278?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/339217342535584278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=339217342535584278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/339217342535584278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/339217342535584278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay-8-papers-done-7-more-papers-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6296416389349995715</id><published>2009-05-12T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:10:04.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few more hours to darn first term exam &lt;br /&gt;and i decide to spend my time here! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala (:&lt;br /&gt;blahh. feeling mix emotions. &lt;br /&gt;darn cikgu Abu made cheyenne and tiff nervous bout PMR(which made me nervous too)&lt;br /&gt;am happy that i feel quite ready for this exam. just not confident bout khb. miss jusy says it's hard. some questions cannot answer =.="&lt;br /&gt;did practically nothing in sch today. none of the teachers taught. so chey, tiff, kim and i STUDIED? hard to believe eh? but we did that. guess we're in the study mood. lawls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think pn.D knew that the whole music class wanted to throw shoe at her. she didn't turn up today again. That's what ya get for cancelling luar sidang at the eleventh hour..(idiom inspired by pn chiam.. yerdeh! xD) if u're reading this pn chiam, (i know u are!) better give me merit mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the stars would have waited for us&lt;br /&gt;hanging on to the night, watching down below&lt;br /&gt;Until we were hand in hand, together waiting for them&lt;br /&gt;And when I open my eyes I saw it too&lt;br /&gt;Stars falling down, when I fell for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the clouds like the laughter between us&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to feel the warmth they're softly sinking down&lt;br /&gt;Until they cover the streets just like a dreamland&lt;br /&gt;And right above us they part so that I see through&lt;br /&gt;Stars falling down, and I fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, I love you. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blarhh! gotta head off to cook lunch.. =)  &lt;br /&gt;For these magnet hearts, they can't be kept apart.&lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6296416389349995715?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6296416389349995715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6296416389349995715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6296416389349995715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6296416389349995715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/few-more-hours-to-darn-first-term-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8177666816019322275</id><published>2009-05-10T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:26:08.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;i heart u, mum!&lt;br /&gt;always have, always will!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything mum! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the whole church witness a miracle. the men danced for the ladies~&lt;br /&gt;so rofl! and for their first time, they were pretty good. they like only practise the day before it. haha. uncle brian so cute! he like did weird expressions through out the dance. (ps: he says he wants to join hip hop!xD!)&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch with mummy and godmum. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my first kids camp practise on sat.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo proud of everyone!&lt;br /&gt;thanks howard,nickson,alex,sam,nai thong,ariel,sharon,ivory and naomi giving all that ya'll got. at least now i dun really have to worry bout camp. Thanks andrea jie for coaching us.(actually u slept through the whole thing. but at least u tagged along and u gave comments and advises after that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody crap. got exam this wednesday. don't know if i can do well or not. blarhh.&lt;br /&gt;stupid exam stress! gonna release stress by going training later. Confirm Going to be exhausted. coach and his evil mind. xD blahh. three more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still happy (:&lt;br /&gt;so very happy!&lt;br /&gt;Causee..&lt;br /&gt;TABBY'S BACK! she IM-ed me just now and told me. i was like OMG-ing away! i almost screamed! (: yay! can't wait till exams are over. then we can all go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdowns:-&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to first term exam. &lt;s&gt;shoot me!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks to kids church camp.&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks to youth camp.&lt;br /&gt;5 BLOODY MONTHS TO PMR! &lt;s&gt;what the fart!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta let it go,&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8177666816019322275?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8177666816019322275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8177666816019322275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8177666816019322275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8177666816019322275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-i-heart-u-mum-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4837258808232158407</id><published>2009-05-08T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:09:53.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SURFLOFT.COM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivian asked me to check this web out. so i did.&lt;br /&gt;didn't really know what it was all about till i explored.Totally cool mans! So like Basically, Surfloft.com is about Technology, Gadgets, latest equipments and also latest products. Besides that, you can actually gossip inside Surfloft too! (yeah! to all those girls who loveees to gossip, this is the place to be!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's like 3 Sections in surfloft.&lt;br /&gt;The News, Discussion and S.O.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet loads of ya'll are wondering what S.O.S is about right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.O.S. is known as a distress signal or a call for help. It is a short-form for Save Our Souls. At SurfLoft, a S.O.S. is a help section, allowing surfies to post their IT related difficulties, such as technical problems or software not functioning properly, to receive help from other surfies.&lt;br /&gt;You're not allowed to post nothing related to IT inside this section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Discussion is a place where u can just talk (or most people nowadays would say)just CRAP! &lt;br /&gt;you can talk about IT related topics or NOTHING related to IT. how cool is that??&lt;br /&gt;these are the examples of some of the topics.&lt;br /&gt;"anyone knows how to grow tall???"&lt;br /&gt;"novels or novel's movies?"&lt;br /&gt;"all the best music"&lt;br /&gt;"the latest trend of clothing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURFLOFT CONTEST! TOP 3 BLOGGERS!&lt;br /&gt;Hear Ye, Hear Ye!&lt;br /&gt;Surfloft contest is backkk! (never been gone actually)&lt;br /&gt;But yeah! this Top 3 Blogger contest whereby you have to promote this contest (similar to what i'm doing now =D) and 3 blogs will be selected as the top 3 blogs by surfloft! &lt;br /&gt;That's not all,&lt;br /&gt;Winners will walk away with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;RM150 EACH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's also the BEST SURFER OF THE WEEK CONTEST!&lt;br /&gt;Just Start a thread at Discussion or SOS section. |OR| Post a reply on other threads/topics available at Discussion or SOS section!&lt;br /&gt;YES! IT'S THAT SIMPLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what are you waiting for??&lt;br /&gt;go to www.surfloft.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SgPomxopspI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Etsv4CvCSa4/s1600-h/surfloftbanner_728x90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 39px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SgPomxopspI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Etsv4CvCSa4/s320/surfloftbanner_728x90.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333362136593314450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOIN SURFLOFT AND THE CONTEST! &lt;br /&gt;It's Totally Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4837258808232158407?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4837258808232158407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4837258808232158407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4837258808232158407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4837258808232158407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/surfloft.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SgPomxopspI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Etsv4CvCSa4/s72-c/surfloftbanner_728x90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6722939399817620786</id><published>2009-05-08T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:11:11.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a message from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;my most devoted body part,&lt;br /&gt;taking blood and making art.&lt;br /&gt;this is a message from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;pounding away into the dark,&lt;br /&gt;you can thank me for a start,&lt;br /&gt;this is a message from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chey thought i was emo when i wrote that. it's just some random thing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had tons of free period this week cause pn chiam went to Siar Beach to promote some insect repellent thingie. this new trainee teacher sat in twice if i'm not mistaken. she's like so homicidal!&lt;br /&gt;so like judy, kim and i try to avoid her whenever we can. but she keeps talking to me!&lt;br /&gt;and she calls me DAPHNE~ what the fartt? =.="&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, the week's good. debra talked to us today. told us that scott threatens to give us demerit if we skip RC the next meeting. darn! was thinking of skipping till pmr was over. RC is a waste of time. don't do anything there. &lt;br /&gt;blahh it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam starts on wednesday! curse the 30% and 70% thingie!&lt;br /&gt;ahh! breathe slow.. count to one to ten with my eyes close.&lt;br /&gt;cause i gotta take in it and keep composure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6722939399817620786?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6722939399817620786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6722939399817620786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6722939399817620786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6722939399817620786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-message-from-my-heart-my-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5514258306917964972</id><published>2009-05-02T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:51:03.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Manda &lt;3 walk and talk saturday!&lt;br /&gt;(well add Eat in for today cause i didn't eat anything since morning till like around 5. so we walked to fujisan to buy food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. daph just went home.we spent like 45 minutes trying to find phase 8. smart thing was we forgot to get our friend's address. (so we can roughly noe where we're going)&lt;br /&gt;but after a while, We had to run back cause it started raining.&lt;br /&gt;We passed gan's mum on the way back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about an hour on9. checking through ppl's fs, youtube and blog.&lt;br /&gt;so rofl. cause there's this person who referred herself as the third person. then daphne and I made deal to refer ourselves as the third person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally hilarious. =) we found this cute youtuber who does covers. but like when he started to sing it was like OMG! sounds like a sisi! &lt;br /&gt;didn't get to finish gossiping cause lynna suddenly went offline. so she left both of us hanging.&lt;br /&gt;rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly got urge to download photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;am inspired by sooo many people!&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. waiting for it to finish downloading&lt;br /&gt;randomnism!&lt;br /&gt;xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. did manda mention that manda ACCIDENTALLY STEPPED ON DOG'S POOP!&lt;br /&gt;two Poop Incident in a week! What the fart! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of songs to finish. schedules that needs rescheduling. exams to study for. deco to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me! @_@&lt;br /&gt;and eww, just tasted barley that taste like pop corn =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5514258306917964972?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5514258306917964972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5514258306917964972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5514258306917964972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5514258306917964972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/manda-3-walk-and-talk-saturday-well-add.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6607593455784632096</id><published>2009-05-02T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:25:54.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday To Yooh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfvIcKo0NPI/AAAAAAAAADs/lkDTLfEzgNQ/s1600-h/mabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfvIcKo0NPI/AAAAAAAAADs/lkDTLfEzgNQ/s320/mabel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331074970140554482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Emo Fortune Teller. =)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sweet sixteen!&lt;br /&gt;just one day after labour day eh. lawls! totally appreciate the times u've been there for me. Great Memories we shared over the past year. haha. Good Luck In life!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless youu! &lt;3 yooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: don't predict wrong thing for me arh =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;am having that sunshine after the rain feeling.&lt;br /&gt;things haven't been better. &lt;s&gt; be gone pmr!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I'm looking now &lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by your embrace &lt;br /&gt;Baby I can see your halo &lt;br /&gt;You know you're my saving grace &lt;br /&gt;You're everything I need and more &lt;br /&gt;It's written all over your face &lt;br /&gt;Baby I can feel your halo &lt;br /&gt;Pray it won't fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6607593455784632096?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6607593455784632096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6607593455784632096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6607593455784632096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6607593455784632096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-to-yooh-to-my-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfvIcKo0NPI/AAAAAAAAADs/lkDTLfEzgNQ/s72-c/mabel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6699506801303934664</id><published>2009-05-01T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:28:58.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>I look like a friggin panda!&lt;br /&gt;didn't fall asleep till 3 a.m yesterday/today?&lt;br /&gt;lawls. i actually studied from 1-3 a.m cause teh tarik kept me up.&lt;br /&gt;but it was actually fun studying at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways, woke up 4 hours later.rushed to church cause sis woke up late. went for youth meeting. =) then at around 10:00 am went for kids church meeting. did the sunday prep and songs. (dylan and nai thong danced like mad) then did kids church camp prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! two camps. during june hols. first one is kids camp. then few days later, youth camp! t-shirt rawks! haha (: going to faint mans! so much that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;did random music practise this afternoon. sang a few songs, but had like trouble transposing the songs. so we spent most of our time transposing. =.= dylan and daryl left early.then, sam(since he was the only boy there after they left) and i sang "can i have this dance" didn't get pass the first verse tho' =.= haha. he soo cute mans! tried singing gabriella's part. like ROFL! his voice went so high it made our hair sing negaraku =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam had to leave around 3 so ariel,sharon,phoebs,naomi and i went cold storage instead.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Phoebs like suddenly went into serious talking mode. lawls&lt;br /&gt;i mean how can that person A act like that to Person B&lt;br /&gt;it's just &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SOOO wrong!&lt;br /&gt;we didn't get to finish everything cause her dad came and picked her up.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. and it's not only a few of us,but almost the whole school knows. what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on. sharon, riel and i went to the park! lawls.&lt;br /&gt;that one i'll update in another post. cause it's going to be mostly a photo post. and i'm waiting for some pics from ariel.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. that's what i did on labour day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have like few more hours to find where tabuan heights phase 7 and 8 is. daph and i are going to have our walk and talk saturday! =) Picked somewhere quite far(at least i think it's far) so we would actually have fun exploring.&lt;br /&gt;anyone knows where tabuan heights phase 7 and 8 is? if u do. leave me directions in my chat box. please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6699506801303934664?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6699506801303934664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6699506801303934664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6699506801303934664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6699506801303934664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-651539752980233548</id><published>2009-04-30T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:11:10.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon to be tennis player? xD</title><content type='html'>I'm So Frigging Happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfnHc9jsA6I/AAAAAAAAADk/3l3T2_wqKq4/s1600-h/jump_for_joy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfnHc9jsA6I/AAAAAAAAADk/3l3T2_wqKq4/s320/jump_for_joy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330510934344205218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump For Joy!  ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to 3rd mile for dinner (after tuition.)&lt;br /&gt;then we ate at a place that was screening this italia open tennis match i think. &lt;br /&gt;So my dad and i got a table with good view larh&lt;br /&gt;Then like my dad watch till soo song. &lt;br /&gt;took that opportunity to ask him to let me major tennis instead of baddie&lt;br /&gt;and He actually said YES! &lt;br /&gt;i was like *jaw drop!&lt;br /&gt;cause like i've been persuading him since feb i think, he kept turning me down. &lt;br /&gt;saying "something something.. bla bla.. u're a baddie player. concentrate on baddie first. u might hurt ur arm then u can't play baddie." =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so frigging happy larh! played it but didn't really get the chance to learn much. now i get to major it!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, urm back to today.&lt;br /&gt;Pn Chiam So Funny. she came into class smiling (at least i thought she was smiling)&lt;br /&gt;then i compliment her (as usual) then suddenly she went over, took a broom and banged the table! =.= i almost rofl-ed! then she suddenly lectured us. then half way through, she smiled and laughed. What thee?? double =.="!&lt;br /&gt;i think she read kim's blog. cause kim like post something bout her. but surprisingly she actually knows what kim's url is. so freaking funny! kim was like trauma-ing in class. she wanted to change to private blog. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then class went on. something happened.(ain't going to explain) then it was last period!&lt;br /&gt;Pn chiam's moral period!&lt;br /&gt;very fun owhh..&lt;br /&gt;she gave some moral quiz thingie.&lt;br /&gt;and she was reading it realll slow. so me and daph started talking bout camp and all that.&lt;br /&gt;(she can't expect us to pay attention. it was sooo frigging hot!)&lt;br /&gt;think she noticed that &lt;s&gt;some of the students&lt;/s&gt; the whole class wasn't paying attention. then she asked me do acting of a famous person (anyone that is quite well known) then let the class guess. i wrote her name on a paper and passed it to her. since she wants to see who i was going to act out.&lt;br /&gt;and she was like laughing alone =.= &lt;br /&gt;then i acted as her. the whole class laughed. then she came in front of the class to ask for the answer and i was standing behind her following her every move. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think pn.chiam got dendam with pn.hong cause she asked me to act as pn.hong the next time =.=! anyway. that's all for today&lt;br /&gt;gotta get chords ready, re-organize schedule for camp, get SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;got two meetings in the morning. 8:00-10:00 for youth then 10:00-12:00 for kids church =.=!&lt;br /&gt;peng arh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy urm 12.08 am friday?&lt;br /&gt;happy labour day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-651539752980233548?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/651539752980233548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=651539752980233548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/651539752980233548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/651539752980233548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/soon-to-be-tennis-player-xd.html' title='Soon to be tennis player? xD'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SfnHc9jsA6I/AAAAAAAAADk/3l3T2_wqKq4/s72-c/jump_for_joy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-100009545549035389</id><published>2009-04-29T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:54:20.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg! this is an awesome song by corey crowder&lt;br /&gt;it's about a father who split up with his kid(somehow. not quite sure) and he's just wants to be with him and spend time with his kid&lt;br /&gt;(hope i got the story right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on drivin so we can talk a while &lt;br /&gt;I know I could drive all night just to stay here with you &lt;br /&gt;At the end the night we'll embrace and stare at the star filled night &lt;br /&gt;Would it be alright if we didnt say goodbye this time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait and wonder when our next time will be &lt;br /&gt;I'll see you next week, hopefully &lt;br /&gt;I wish it were sooner &lt;br /&gt;At the end of our trip we'll embrace and stare at the star filled night &lt;br /&gt;Would it be alright if we didnt say goodbye this time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time were away I feel a distance I cant take &lt;br /&gt;Watching you drive away, oh it kills me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be alright &lt;br /&gt;Have no worries &lt;br /&gt;Im just a bit over anxious &lt;br /&gt;And maybe a little impatient &lt;br /&gt;At the end of the night next time after we look at the star filled night &lt;br /&gt;Can we escape to a far away land where we will forever remain.. &lt;br /&gt;Living as one and walking hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So meaningful. :) a father's love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-100009545549035389?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/100009545549035389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=100009545549035389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/100009545549035389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/100009545549035389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-this-is-awesome-song-by-corey.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2344308750583665459</id><published>2009-04-26T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:41:30.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i found my old story!&lt;br /&gt;haha. haven't seen this in over like a year or so.&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered what my dad said when he ACCIDENTALLY read this story.&lt;br /&gt;=.= said i need some pro counseling thingie. funny funny. anyway, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;ps: i editted it abit.(well changed the name larh! cause someee people *Cough KIMBERLY PHUA WEY HAN *coughs starts having wrong thoughts bout me and yada yada blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ending . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lay in bed, eyes staring straight up at the ceiling. Her eyes hurt from the crying she had been doing all night. Her throat was dry, and when she swallowed, it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandfather’s clock downstairs chimed eight times. It was eight in the morning. Time to wake up, she thought dully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right on cue, her mother burst into the room, resplendent in a sunny yellow dress. “Natalie. Time to wake up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie stared at her mother angrily as her mother took in her tear-streaked face. “Oh, stop the nonsense, Natalie. Today is your happy day. Wash your face, get ready and then come down,” her mother said crossly and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes ticked by. Natalie mechanically stood up and headed to the bathroom. When she was clean and pretty, she went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mansion she lived in was a state of flurried activity. Maids scuttled past her, dusting, cleaning, decorating, preparing food doing all sorts of rubbish. Pure rubbish, she said resentfully to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cousin Cameron appeared. Cameron and Natalie had been close ever since they were children, and Cameron knew how Natalie felt about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, Natalie. I’m sorry,” Cameron whispered, pulling Natalie in for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie remained motionless. She couldn’t even cry anymore. Her energy sent. “Chin up. Natalie. I know it’s hard but you’re strong,” Cameron said encouragingly to Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time whipped past them, and before Natalie knew it, it was noon. It was twelve o’clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Natalie! Where are you? The hairdresser and the make up artist are here.” shrieked Natalie’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie allowed herself to be led into a small room. As the hairdresser artfully twisted her hair into curls, she heard someone come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned, expecting to see Cameron. But-no-it wasn’t – it was – “Jason,” she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser and the make up artist stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;“Is he supposed to be here?” asked the hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie ignored them. She ran to Jason and hugged him tightly, tears running down her face streaking her face with mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want to do this.” Natalie wailed, clutching into Jason, her fingernails digging tightly into his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason stroked her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Shh, shh. It’s all right-“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s not alright. I don’t want to marry him. I want you!” Natalie screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened suddenly and Natalie’s mother appeared, livid. “get out here, you disgusting idiot!” she yelled at Jason. “ No! I want him here!” screamed Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men appeared and began dragging Jason out. Natalie turned her face to her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I HATE YOU!” She screamed bitterly, resentment boiling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You stupid child! You don’t know anything! You think what you have with Jason is love? In two or three years all your so-called passionate feeling would have disappeared and Jason will be cheating on you with a maid,” her mother said disdainfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In half an hour, Natalie’s face was painted, her hair coiffed, her heart stoned. Cameron came into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Natalie, be brave,” she said, hugging her cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie felt Cameron slip a parcel into her hand. She tried to see what it was but Cameron restrained her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Before the ceremony, when you’re alone, see what it is. If you need to use it, so be it. Remember, I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the church, organ music was played as Natalie glided down the aisle, clad in a stunning gown of pure white. The train to her frothy skirt trailed behind her, as she walked gracefully towards the altar, one gloved hand holding her skirt to make sure she didn’t trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She faced her future husband, Jeremy, and she smiled serenely at him. Jeremy smiled back at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost felt sad for Jeremy. She knew Jeremy loved her, but try as she might, she couldn’t conjure up any feelings for Jeremy. She belonged to Jason, her wonderful Jason who was too poor for her mother to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realized the minister talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Do you,Jeremy James, accept Natalie Ann to be your lawfully wedded wife?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do, Jeremy said beaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And do you, Natalie Ann, accept Jeremy James to be your lawfully wedded husband?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie let go her skirt, her gloved hand finally revealing what she had been concealing in the satin layers of her skirt. The audience gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I do not.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie strode down the aisle, people around her looking terrified as she held Cameron’s present firmly in two hands. She reached Jason, who was at the back row. “Do you want to do this?” she asked Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason stared at her intensely, and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’s the only way to be together.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie turned her head to look at Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you, Cameron. I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one quick moment, she pulled the trigger and Jason’s head exploded. Blood spattered all over the pews, people shrieking in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie pressed her lips against Jason’s, and then turned around, facing the horrified audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressing the pistol to her temple, she pulled the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the most beautiful pain she had ever lived to feel for.&lt;br /&gt;‘This is my happy ending.’ She whispered as she took in her last breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2344308750583665459?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2344308750583665459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2344308750583665459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2344308750583665459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2344308750583665459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-found-my-old-story-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6305583464926125771</id><published>2009-04-26T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:27:05.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a day! it's like 'friday the 13th'.. started the morning with my sis yelling at me to get up =.= (i stayed up till two to finish camp schedule and organize the songs! ugh!) then went to church and found out that one of the worship leader(who is suppose to lead) who's under my care didn't type the songs and get the chords.&lt;br /&gt;so like i got scolded for that too. (in the end i had to back up and play guitar for her.. was suppose to be my week off!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then aunty hoon asked me bout the puppet thing, and i said i didn't get to practise it yet cause i got alot of stuff to do but i'll practise it when devotion's over. then tiok bom again! like wth mans! tiok bom whole day arh!&lt;br /&gt;then like no mood liaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go baddie again.&lt;br /&gt;argh! wth! what i said in my second blog post super true mans! i'm just so ...&lt;br /&gt;made up some lame excuse to go home early. just didn't wanna be there. it just sucks. sorry mabel and the dude(who i can't remember what ur name was cause it's in chinese) for abandoning ya.. will partner up with ya next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just how it is:-&lt;br /&gt;i fell out,&lt;br /&gt;out of you and me,&lt;br /&gt;you're fading from view,&lt;br /&gt;and you're falling into history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tomorrow will be better, chey and i plan to get pn.chiam to sing since she dance infront of us before =.=! (rofl mans!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: daph! i googled earth tabuan heights phase 8 and 7! nothing came up! u better do something or saturday is going to be just at taman sahabat. remember, book jacQ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy sunday!&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6305583464926125771?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6305583464926125771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6305583464926125771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6305583464926125771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6305583464926125771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-day-its-like-friday-13th.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3487881066907798502</id><published>2009-04-24T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:23:07.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy friday people!</title><content type='html'>you're beauutiifulll!&lt;br /&gt;you're beauutifulll! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yeaps, it's the james blunt song&lt;br /&gt;chey and i can't stop singing it.but it gets funny when we try to do the sensored part.&lt;br /&gt;malaysian marh. everything sensored one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nothing much today. &lt;br /&gt;pn.chiam is always the highlight of the day. but today she's like not that fun to disturb. saddening. :( slept through a whole period. but it was free period so i don't feel thatt badd. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, stayed back for iscf. went to get ice cream with jac and daph. lawls. apparently that ice cream brand, jac's dad's friend owns it. so she like tried it loads of times before and recommended it. haha. bought like 5 for jac,daph,judy,cindy and myself. then ah jac(different jac arh.. she's jacquelina.. the other one is jackelyn) was like "eee didn't buyy for me! still call me ah jac jie jie worr" (:P) haha. then i like went all the way to libra to buy one for her. then she was like "nooo .. joking nia" then like had to persuade her about 5 times to eat it then only she take. =.="&lt;br /&gt;anyway, left earlier than expected. didn't feel so well. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta get new guitar strings and capo.&lt;br /&gt;rargh. waiting for mum to come back.&lt;br /&gt;yay! the week's finally over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy friday people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3487881066907798502?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3487881066907798502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3487881066907798502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3487881066907798502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3487881066907798502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-friday-people.html' title='happy friday people!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1051779978147890918</id><published>2009-04-22T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:08:04.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathe slow</title><content type='html'>head under water.&lt;br /&gt;and you tell me to BREATHE EASY for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had meeting with aunty lyn this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;OMG! who knew there's sooo much stuff that needs to be done before camp!&lt;br /&gt;i got like up to sunday to arrange the schedule. so that our practices can start next week. &lt;br /&gt;it's just MENTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realise that i'm almost done with my geo project.(: at least i won't be so worried bout that.&lt;br /&gt;sejarah's element one is done! gotta hand that in tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;got my woodwork materials today. so proud to say that i actually cut all the wood and measured already! so like i just need to stick them together and i'll be done!&lt;br /&gt;that gives me ample time to prepare for PMR! (: happy happy!&lt;br /&gt;but got peka to do this friday. that puan zaharah keeps delaying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so motivated to study harder.(sudden feeling)went out to popular yesterday and bought like a huge stack of work books that i'll try to get done by end of this term's holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! JTM YOUTH CAMP IS COMING UP! It's during the term hols. the second week of hols!date not confirmed yet. but if u're interested contact me (leave a note in the chatbox, will check it out)! &lt;br /&gt;haha, now andrea, u can't say i didn't do my part. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great day!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1051779978147890918?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1051779978147890918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1051779978147890918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1051779978147890918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1051779978147890918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/breathe-slow.html' title='breathe slow'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3500068388465138609</id><published>2009-04-18T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:09:14.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for late update (trying to update regularly, if possible)lawls.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been so busy with the wide prep. but yeah it's all over now. and it was GREAT! seriously! short and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got so much projects to finish. the stupid geography teacher ask to hand in the dapatan kajian and the rumusan this monday. =.= pn.sally (history teacher)gave us up till thursday to hand in element 1. But she practically gave us everything we need for the project. all we have to do is print a few stuff and type it out. &lt;br /&gt;totally stressed bout geo project. sigh. have no idea what i'm suppose to do!&lt;br /&gt;pn.pui is going to ask us to start wood work next week! so much to do! soooo little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! and they stinking handphone guy who 'fixed' my phone said he would change my SE keypad with another original keypad (meaning fix my keypad problem with a original pad. not those fake ones) for only RM45. no labour charge. so i gotta get my phone back from daphne first. supposed to get it back today. but didn't go tuition. so attached to my current phone to be frank. so i think i'll keep SE as spare. lawls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh faeces! i think i lost my memory card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg.. gotta look for it. have a nice day! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3500068388465138609?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3500068388465138609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3500068388465138609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3500068388465138609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3500068388465138609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-yall-sorry-for-late-update-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6292417461208409435</id><published>2009-04-12T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:09:13.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay just a little</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG! &lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FREAKING PISSED OFF at the repairman who fixed my phone's IC. He totally ripped me off man! changed all my original parts to fake ones. and when i sent it for service like one week after i sent to him(my keypad rosak) the dude told me it's all been replaced. will take about RM100++++ to find the parts and fix it. so WTF mans!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted To slap the guy! like WTF! Dawson gave a weird suggestion just now at training. he said, "go burn down his shop larh! then he sure rugi one. u sue also not much u can get out of him. btw, make sure he give u new phone.. and while u're at it. get me a new phone too" =.="!!&lt;br /&gt;nelson's suggestion even worst..&lt;br /&gt;"later, when u play singles with me. u imagine me as the phone shop guy larh. then u very songg play."&lt;br /&gt;then i said "u sure get bruises lorh. why don't u just go and bash him up. easier.."&lt;br /&gt;then he said " can can.. i bring my 'tai ko' gang arh.. *then he did this sort of sisi smile.." =.="!&lt;br /&gt;ughh! so annoyed man! whatever larh! totally going to sue him! report police mans! he owes me a new phone! because of him my damnn buttons can't use.. want to break his skull into half! argh!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks megan for the nice sketch book for my crap. it's totally useful :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random thing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard it in your voice when your love died&lt;br /&gt;On a telephone connection stretching miles and miles of wire&lt;br /&gt;You said it was over and then cried and cried&lt;br /&gt;You were gone before I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to think it is true&lt;br /&gt;That distance came between us like a knife and cut right through&lt;br /&gt;Where did we go wrong and let it all undo?&lt;br /&gt;The only one I ever loved was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kills me as I lay awake at night&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the last kiss that we shared doesn't feel right&lt;br /&gt;Is it impossible for me to win this fight&lt;br /&gt;Keep you a little longer in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay just a little, my love?&lt;br /&gt;Would you sway just a little my love?&lt;br /&gt;Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up&lt;br /&gt;If you stay just a little, that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6292417461208409435?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6292417461208409435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6292417461208409435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6292417461208409435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6292417461208409435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/stay-just-little.html' title='stay just a little'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4268617457493961744</id><published>2009-04-12T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:38:32.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No, It's Not Enough</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;just dropping by to update my crap.&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;br /&gt;daph, siew sin and gan have been trying to make me go watch a movie with them for ages. daph couldn't stop asking =.= couldn't pay attention at tuition. sigh. and thanks to shawnne. i feel super nervous bout PMR. =.= &lt;br /&gt;have to go study soon. Got to interview my dad for some svks project. blarhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh yea. sent my phone for repair again!@#$%! so fruit-ing annoying. but anyway, getting so used to my spare phone. might not want my phone back. stupid stupid stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like skipping training tomorrow. but gotta help nelson(kung fu panda) with stuff. so he insist that i go. but zzz i don't really like badminton anymore.&lt;br /&gt;KPF knows why. but still forces me to go. Owh well, when he goes back to KL i'm gonna skip every week ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the days of wariness&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm feeling an echo inside my chest&lt;br /&gt;I've a heart beating patiently along&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the other half of its song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And times have told the ways things come to light&lt;br /&gt;Realizing a lack in your will to fight&lt;br /&gt;Despite words crying inconsistencies&lt;br /&gt;As you fall uneasily to your knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not blind to what you're doing here&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel like I'm special, but my dear&lt;br /&gt;I have seen through a weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You don't know it, but you're telling me lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will soon wake to see&lt;br /&gt;There is no heart in anything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;We thought we'd found a harmony&lt;br /&gt;A perfect match of melodies&lt;br /&gt;No, if you listen closely now&lt;br /&gt;I've been singing all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch my hand and call it love&lt;br /&gt;If you can't hold it tight tonight&lt;br /&gt;If you're not strong enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4268617457493961744?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4268617457493961744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4268617457493961744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4268617457493961744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4268617457493961744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-its-not-enough.html' title='No, It&apos;s Not Enough'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7103770375516767084</id><published>2009-04-08T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:04:05.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr</title><content type='html'>OMG! looked up google for N95 nad Nokia 5800.&lt;br /&gt;can't decide which one to get!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss my baby tho'. it's only been like 4-6 months or so. Curse K550i. rargh! so blardy annoying. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;can't make up my mind! @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got loads of kerja khursus to do. but have no idea what i'm suppose to do. well especially geo project. my mind is like totally blank! =.= argh! frustrated. have to hand in in like one months time. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me advise on which phone to get yeah. &lt;br /&gt;thanks loads people.&lt;br /&gt;i gtg. getting mosquito bites! rawr!&lt;br /&gt;buhbwaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7103770375516767084?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7103770375516767084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7103770375516767084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7103770375516767084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7103770375516767084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/rawr.html' title='rawr'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7543089819572489032</id><published>2009-04-05T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:04:35.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel so random.&lt;br /&gt;count down with me people.&lt;br /&gt;i have like 1 more hour till my big day's over.&lt;br /&gt;expecting kim's text at 11.59 pm. (like she PROMISED). so i ain't going to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for hannah montana the movie to come out. really wanna watch it =.=&lt;br /&gt;addicted to the climb. haha. can't stop playing it on the guitar. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, that reminds me. i still need to teach raye how to play sway on the guitar. lalala. =.= wait till his exams are over larh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it &lt;br /&gt;That dream I’m dreaming but &lt;br /&gt;There’s a voice inside my head sayin, &lt;br /&gt;You’ll never reach it, &lt;br /&gt;Every step I’m taking, &lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels &lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction &lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking but I &lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep trying &lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The struggles I’m facing&lt;br /&gt;The chances I’m taking &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but &lt;br /&gt;No I’m not breaking &lt;br /&gt;*I may not know it  &lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that &lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna remember most yeah &lt;br /&gt;Just gotta keep going &lt;br /&gt;And I, I gotta be strong &lt;br /&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt;Cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always gonna be another mountain &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move &lt;br /&gt;Always gonna be an up-hill battle &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there &lt;br /&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side &lt;br /&gt;It's the climb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song speaks bout what i go through. it's all sumarized into this one song and well this is just great. (:&lt;br /&gt;love it to bits! &lt;br /&gt;okay.. think i'm done being random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7543089819572489032?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7543089819572489032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7543089819572489032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7543089819572489032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7543089819572489032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-so-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8519720235088106180</id><published>2009-04-05T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:55:42.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper happy bday to muah!</title><content type='html'>hey hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;haha.I'm totally hyped up bout today!&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally 15 (that like it's a good thing or anything.Considering the fact that i have to sit for PMR! =.=)&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps! i changed my blog skin too!&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time.. so if it sucks, just smile and leave a compliment even if u havta lie. (: haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i would like to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to ME&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to ME&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to MEEE&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i'm doing the happy manda dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya'll gotta excuse the perasan-ness. i'm just happy!&lt;br /&gt;haha. think that's about it!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, for you bored people online.&lt;br /&gt;go www.youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;search niga higa or movie in minutes. go check out the parodies.&lt;br /&gt;it rawks! basicly all niga higa productions rawks! u'll laugh till u ROFL! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'm pissed off at ur &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;LAME&lt;/span&gt; reason. At least the other two gave a reasonable one. you're just a fake bffl. just for show. but i'm not letting u spoil my day. so you can &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; fruit off.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8519720235088106180?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8519720235088106180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8519720235088106180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8519720235088106180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8519720235088106180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/hyper-happy-bday-to-muah.html' title='hyper happy bday to muah!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3324292793097413213</id><published>2009-03-21T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:30:21.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there, i haven't been able to come online to blog for a while.So yeah am sorry for that. anyways, this post will be kinda long to make up for the days i can't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on wednesday, the youth leaders had to buy all the tools needed for the retreat (on friday). went to church that evening and met up with nana, karen, megan, sandra, linus and dennis at the board room. went to cold storage to buy shaver and the cream. my sis was too busy finding the price for the shavers in guardian and cold storage, she actually walked out with the UN paid shavers in her hand. She didn't realize it till karen pointed it out. So happens i was standing there doing nothing, so i had to go back to guardian and pay for the shavers. It was seriously awkward cause this girl around my age or older was like looking at me with this weird look and she was eyeing the shavers i had in my hands. lol. I paid then ran out as fast a possible. note to self : when asked to pay for UN paid shaver that is taken out from the shop, get a guy to do it.  =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went over to rachel's house cause she had alot of unfinished food at home. so we, young growing people will help her finish it. had to do the drama also and i kinda forgot to look up for dramas that can be used for the theme. so had to randomly add more ideas in my main one &gt;.&lt; (which turned out okay (: haha) dinner was GREAT!rachel cooked an awesome meal! then went to the first house living room and started doing the drama. made dennis get ice cream for us, wanted mc flurry but walls ice cream will do (:&lt;br /&gt;linus was suppose to be the romeo in the drama. but his face was too innocent, so we made him become jesus. xD Rachel substituted linus (cause dennis doesn't want to act. blah blah blah) the way rachel act super funny. laughed till stomach ache. couldn't do a serious scene until the 5th practise.went back home around 11 plus. couldn't remembered the time cause was seriously exhausted. so went to bed early that night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day (thursday)&lt;br /&gt;woke up at about 9:55 cause i had to get ready for tuition. went down and found NO ONE AT HOME AT ALL! panicked cause tuition was about to start. tried calling my mum and sis through the house phone. but the phone line was fruit-ing dead! and my cell happens to be in coma. That leaves me with absolutely NO WAYS OF COMMUNICATING WITH THE WORLD OUTSIDE. Well, except through the internet. but it was so early, i was lucky to find anyone online. =.=" was so freaking pissed at that moment. went online and saw james online. i asked him to help contact my mum or someone at church. couldn't reach her. argh! and i was already half an hour late, knew that i didn't have to go. but i need the green light from my mum to ease the guilt. Ariel went online after that and i asked her to try calling my mum. and she got through. yay! got permission and all that. so i stayed online since there was nothing better to do.  did maths the night before already!&lt;br /&gt;Not long after that my sis came home and cooked me lunch. hehe. went to cut my fringe since mum complained that it was too long yada yada blah blah. haha. after getting my fringe shortened, went to church to help get ready the props for retreat.&lt;br /&gt;that's when i CUT MY FRUIT-ING FINGER! Ariel and my sis freaked out cause my finger was bleeding like mad. and i got blood all over my sis's slippers, the table and papers. And the weirdest part was, i was laughing and crying at the same time. it so blardy hurts. but laughter kinda took the pain away. and my sis was like " are u laughing or crying???" then i answered in between my sobs and laughter " i can't decide" =.="!&lt;br /&gt;dennis and aunty jade wrapped a tissue around my finger to try to stop the bleeding. the tissue was like all red. yucks! My finger hurt so badly mans! had kids church meeting and music practise after that, then i sent sharon home and went to sleep!(retreat the next day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm blog about the retreat in the next post. (: am exhausted! i NEED to sleep! blarely got any last night. ya'll know the story after i blog bout it in my next post. thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3324292793097413213?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3324292793097413213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3324292793097413213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3324292793097413213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3324292793097413213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-there-i-havent-been-able-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8453122288483910682</id><published>2009-03-16T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T00:04:07.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peee Emmm Arrrhhh&lt;/span&gt;(xD!) Stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, the teachers who come into our class will remind us how close PMR is and how many days we actually have left minus the exams, holidays, days the teachers are absent cause of important meetings bout the marking skim. depressing eh?&lt;br /&gt;baddie ain't helping me get over the stress either. it just ain't fun like it used to be. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of taking up tennis. suggested that to my dad since last hols he took me to his old friend's training(went only once caused had to drive back to KL the in 2 days time). and that dude told me i have potential. but sad thing is i might hurt my hand cause of the big wrist and locking wrist difference.&lt;br /&gt;so my dad said i can take it up when i'm like in my university days. =.="! going to be a super &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to PMR. i can't believe it's so close! time moves really fast. in a blink of an eye, it likes only &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5-6 months away&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (don't make me convert it into days, minutes and seconds) don't feel confident bout anything ): so stressed out! &lt;br /&gt;gotta eat more raisins (sister gave me a big tupeware few days ago and told me it helps my super bad memory. but i think she's partly giving it to me because she's sick of raisins. heehee) my memory suck mans. i forget stuff easily =.=! darn and now with my phone out, i have no friggin idea what's in my planner and things to do =.=! &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;curse sony ericsson K550i&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to get better grades in all my exams. hopefully i can ace it. want pressies like i got for getting good results for UPSR. yay! haha. i want to get a new phone during december if possible. and i think i might be going ausie to spend christmas with daddy there. so it'll be great! (: as longs as i convince my sis to study there cause all the malls closes at around 5 pm so there ain't much to do after that. cause if she doesn't go, we have to stay back with her and i do need a buddy to accompany me since malls close SO early and it'll be expensive to use ma phone to text. she can take care of herself but we feel bad letting her spend christmas alone. so yeah. hope we ALL can go. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next gerak gempur is in august. i wanna get good results! and ermm, i wanna get good results and did i mention that i wanna get good results? ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Deng my sister for setting super high results for me to beat.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So This is how it works with me and my sis, She sets the Target and i try to beat her or AT LEAST get SAME results. never lower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far i beat her in UPSR.&lt;br /&gt;next is this year's PMR. =.=! i can't lose! *kia su-ness! xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spm is also going to be super tough. can't see how my sis survived taking 13 subs and aced them. except dumb moral (which alot of people agree with me when i say it's absolutely stupid!) bring on the late nights and early morning! i'm ready to take my sis's challenge! bring it on mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's almost done with A levels and she's gonna leave me soon. ):&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we argue alot, and yeah we scream at each other alot. but i've learnt alot from her. and i look up to her &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;alot&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (: i'm gonna miss her when she goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i love ma sis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rememebered this time when we were still in KL.&lt;br /&gt;i chased this girl around the whole field just cause she teased my sis and joel bout having a crush on each other blah blah blah. (he's a year older than my sis. our childhood friend (: he has a brother too, daniel, who's a year older than me)&lt;br /&gt;haha. good times. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens when she's gone :-&lt;br /&gt;- no more gossip buddy&lt;br /&gt;- no more 'driver'&lt;br /&gt;- no more silly things we did together&lt;br /&gt;- no more arguing just for the sake of aruging&lt;br /&gt;- no one to wake me up ):&lt;br /&gt;- no one to cook delicious italian and western food for me&lt;br /&gt;- no one to jogging all the way to BDC just to get reload (that was before she knew how to drive. so erm now, we drive all the way there.)&lt;br /&gt;- no more exploring places around our housing area when we're out jogging till we get lost =.=!&lt;br /&gt;- empty room next to mine which i always barge into&lt;br /&gt;- no more fighting for the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;- no more watching play house disney shows cause there's nothing better to watch on astro together&lt;br /&gt;- no more playing guitar and piano and singing(more like screaming) our lungs out&lt;br /&gt;- no more making you play the bass when it's my turn to get prayed over&lt;br /&gt;- no one to nag at me whenever i leave my stuff around&lt;br /&gt;- no more 'ta jie' ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*emo&lt;br /&gt; who put that onion infront of me? it's making me cry. =.=" lawls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mynameismanda, X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8453122288483910682?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8453122288483910682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8453122288483910682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8453122288483910682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8453122288483910682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/stupid-peee-emmm-arrrhhh-xd-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8037609999923079388</id><published>2009-03-16T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:23:34.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols?</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll! =) exams are done.. so i got some spare time to spend blogging. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stupid DEPRESSING way of starting my holiday is GETTING MY Fcking Phone Spoilt!&lt;br /&gt;Sooo Blardy Ma Huan!! Like RARGHHH mans! so called ann marie to take to the dad's friend's shop.. but they moved to 7th mile! (what theee mans!) so in the end.. took it to jasmine's shop.. thanks to ann.. i can fix my phone asap! xD! so totally owe ann and jasmine loads manss! and i totally love amanda's new hairstyle! (not me.. ann marie's sister..) hahaha.. like my sis's hairstyle.. but with high lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;am so totally obsessed with youtube! &lt;br /&gt;got sooo sick of downloading songs from lime wire soo youtube is my other music source that's actually freaking functioning!&lt;br /&gt;xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeeee likee =) :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) BRITISH ACCENT!!I'm Totally Crazy bout british accent! it's soo nice! hahaha! watch pirates of the carribean and bridget jones's diary over and over.. love their accent mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Taylor Swift! Her Voiceee sooo damnnn nice mans! Hahaha.. went on youtube and watched ALL her videos! haha.. xD! (That's what happens when your hp goes into coma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Watching House and Merlin! (Cannot miss any episode mans!) he's so funny! hahaha.. and merlin is just nice...(fyi.. i'm missing 15 minutes of house just to type this out..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Making up random songs! like yesterday..(the very moment my phone went koo koo) i started singing about my broken phone and how i miss texting and crap.. lawls!&lt;br /&gt;everyone started laughing and i was like feeling miserable! so it ain't funny mans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) SLEEPING! it's da hols mans! my only time to actually get sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Making My Sis Do Random Drama Stuff with me! i'm bored marhh! and i ain't going down alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i can think off atm..&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you’re sorry, that face of an angel &lt;br /&gt;Comes out just when you need it to &lt;br /&gt;As i paced back and forth all this time &lt;br /&gt;Cause I honestly believed in you &lt;br /&gt;Holding on the days drag on &lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl, I should’ve known &lt;br /&gt;I should’ve known &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was naïve, got lost in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And never really had a chance &lt;br /&gt;My mistake, I didn’t know to be in love &lt;br /&gt;You had to fight to have the upper hand &lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams about you and me &lt;br /&gt;Happy endings, well now I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you are on your knees &lt;br /&gt;Begging for forgiveness, begging for me &lt;br /&gt;Just like I always wanted, but I’m so sorry. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairytale &lt;br /&gt;I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet &lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell &lt;br /&gt;This ain’t hollywood, this is a small town &lt;br /&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down &lt;br /&gt;Now it’s too late for you and your white horse &lt;br /&gt;To come around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m not your princess, this ain’t a fairytale &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find someone someday &lt;br /&gt;Who might actually treat me well &lt;br /&gt;This is a big world, that was a small town &lt;br /&gt;There in my rearview mirror disappearing now &lt;br /&gt;And it’s too late for you and your white horse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Time to go watch house.. &lt;br /&gt;will be back in like an hour's time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks For Reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much i love ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;Manda, x!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8037609999923079388?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8037609999923079388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8037609999923079388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8037609999923079388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8037609999923079388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/hols.html' title='Hols?'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8832907689244727997</id><published>2009-03-05T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:54:08.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backk =)</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;Finally got my modem back! (rarghh.. after 2 months of total no internet!)&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh! still pissed off at the pc people..&lt;br /&gt;they say take like 2 weeks or so.. but actually took around 2 MONTHS! like what the??!&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Honour Of My Spammer , Daphne Wong Pei Ling! xP! i will now write(more like type) 20 pig pork words.. =.="!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork pig pork and last but not least PIG PORK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To daph: I hope u're satisfied! xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back To Muahh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much stuff happened! man i miss blogging like hell!&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla.. can ya'll believe i'm 15 already??&lt;br /&gt;Haiyoo! Pmr this year! gotta buy drypers wee wee dry.. am totally going to pee in ma pants! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. like a week before CNY break, i skipped school for a week.. went on vacation to KL! =)&lt;br /&gt;went shopping day and night! till legs painful mans!&lt;br /&gt;then drove down to Taiping on the fifth day i think..&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to leave at 3 in the morning! but my parents totally forgot.. and i like stayed up the whole night.. watch movies after movies to stay awake.. lawls.. but forgot to look at the time larh! =.='!&lt;br /&gt;(haha.. at that very day.. i finally got my sister addicted to cake mania! she play till no bat.. then don't want let me charge my phone mans!) &gt;.&lt;! &lt;br /&gt;owh well.. had a great time in KL.. was sooo busy chasing my CUTE ADOWABLE NEPHEW around! (actually he did most of the chasing.. =.=")&lt;br /&gt;he's sooo cuteee! and he's like only one years old.. and he got ah beng hair style!&lt;br /&gt;like mohawk! cause of the way he sleep! soooo adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;my nephew is also a SUPER BIG TV ADDICT! (can't stop watching tv one.. =.=!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But had a great holiday! =)&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;now like study till late at night mans!&lt;br /&gt;sooo stressing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh yeahh.. then there's this girl named natasha amira who came back to st mae. she was at ausie.. then she CAMEEE BACKK! xD! Lawls.. apparently she was in the same primary school as me.. but well.. i can't really remember much =.=!&lt;br /&gt;And It's totally great that we have a new addition to our class 'jungle'!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha! but atm.. she's kinda quiet and shy..=) no worries! we'll totally change that!hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm what else? what else?&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happening.. wait no.. actually got alot of stuff happening but can't think of it now.. =.=! hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh well.. that'll be it for today..&lt;br /&gt;will update more soon!&lt;br /&gt;now gotta go do maths! ^.^! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbwaii..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;take my heart back..&lt;br /&gt;leave ur pictures on the floor..&lt;br /&gt;steal back my memories..&lt;br /&gt;i can't take it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i've cried my eyes out..&lt;br /&gt;and now i face the years..&lt;br /&gt;the way you loved me..&lt;br /&gt;vanished all in tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8832907689244727997?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8832907689244727997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8832907689244727997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8832907689244727997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8832907689244727997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/backk.html' title='backk =)'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6431255158747694392</id><published>2009-01-01T14:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:36:54.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those days.. 08!</title><content type='html'>sorry ain't colourful.. stupid laptop got technical malfunction!&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey..&lt;br /&gt;am sooo sorry i haven't been able to update my blog..&lt;br /&gt;connection sot sot.. =.="!&lt;br /&gt;stupid modem died.. have to send in for repair.. takes about 4 weeks aka 1 month to be fixed! like WTH right??&lt;br /&gt;well.. using lap top and wifi now.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass few days has been great..&lt;br /&gt;Christmas isn't christmas till it happens in your heart!&lt;br /&gt;so our church and the owners of spring decide to have this performance thingie.. &lt;br /&gt;also known as the spring event..&lt;br /&gt;which was totally awesome.. except for the fact that for those two days, i had to bring like 3 pairs of different outfits.. changed like hell mans..&lt;br /&gt;but thank God parkson was right next to the stage.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;the whole youth spent our holiday practising for that event..&lt;br /&gt;and i have to say.. that i'm sooo proud of all of them..&lt;br /&gt;cause it ain't easy giving up most of our holiday time for PRACTISE!&lt;br /&gt;But yeahh we nailed it! and also the performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE THE PERFORMANCE.. the performers did their hair.. lawls..&lt;br /&gt;ariel,i and ivory went to do.. xD! FOR SECOND DAY AND FIRST DAY..&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'LL JUST PUT SECOND DAY PICS FOR YA'LL.. CAUSE I THINK MY HAIR AIN'T THAT PONG! AND I LIKEE THAT HAIRSTYLE..&lt;br /&gt;xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxi_s1MH-I/AAAAAAAAADE/J9EygqFRLH4/s1600-h/DSC02152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxi_s1MH-I/AAAAAAAAADE/J9EygqFRLH4/s320/DSC02152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286208909131653090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with the biggg hair dryer..xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxjT-vZyDI/AAAAAAAAADM/0ccfIlIjno0/s1600-h/DSC02159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxjT-vZyDI/AAAAAAAAADM/0ccfIlIjno0/s320/DSC02159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286209257536604210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ariel camwhored.. cause everyone took such a LONGG time to get into the car! xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are a few pics of us..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. but if u want a full detailed post about the spring event..&lt;br /&gt;u can go to www.o2yuf.blogspot.com =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxeLbfuBLI/AAAAAAAAACs/x5qT1K2eKz4/s1600-h/DSC03971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxeLbfuBLI/AAAAAAAAACs/x5qT1K2eKz4/s320/DSC03971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286203613078488242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat's all of us.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxegmtbfCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/j_YYXtRjgLo/s1600-h/DSC04056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxegmtbfCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/j_YYXtRjgLo/s320/DSC04056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286203976866036770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat's me and the hip hop crew.. =)&lt;br /&gt;not by our might, nor by our power.. but by God's Spirit.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxe2B47U0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XVSApjIme54/s1600-h/DSC04080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxe2B47U0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XVSApjIme54/s320/DSC04080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286204344939270978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This our Yuf.. it may not be a big big hillsong/planetshakers youth..&lt;br /&gt;but we have each other and God.. and i lurve all of u guys sooo much!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also had the christmas celebration thingie at our church on the 25th dec in the morning.. it was great..=)&lt;br /&gt;then after that went home to ZZzzz! (great way to spend christmas ey? ;P)&lt;br /&gt;then went visiting.. was sooo sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeahh.. christmas ended very fast..&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing ya know..&lt;br /&gt;it's NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;yeahh goodbye 2008 hello 2009! (my pmr year..=.=')&lt;br /&gt;we had combine watch night last nite..&lt;br /&gt;it was great..&lt;br /&gt;ebc, calvary, Gnf, Tcc and another church (sorry larhh forgot the name)all met up in my church..xD!&lt;br /&gt;ebc lead the worship and it was totally cool!!&lt;br /&gt;then a few pastors started sharing..&lt;br /&gt;i has paying attention half way.. till i got tooo bored and distracted..&lt;br /&gt;then i started to kacau people..=.=.. lawls..&lt;br /&gt;bully ariel and ivory.. sharon is like water buddy..xD!&lt;br /&gt;Then howard tried taking a picture of me without me knowing.. like soo swtt mans..&lt;br /&gt;he tried like 3 times..&lt;br /&gt;but didn't work.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;then we had the count down..&lt;br /&gt;my whole youth and calvary stood in front and we started shouting!&lt;br /&gt;almost lost my voice..&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. and i was like jumping up and down non stop!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. so happy manss..&lt;br /&gt;then went around wishing and hugging people..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe 2008 is gone.. &lt;br /&gt;but yeahh i look back today.. and I DON'T REGRET A THING!=)&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to the future.. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna stand my ground.. whatever happens.. happens..&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all u readers..&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna wish u a happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;and i totally appreciate that u guys take time off to read my 'crap'..&lt;br /&gt;and i love u all!&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna say have a blessed new year and good luck in everything ya'll do!&lt;br /&gt;(i would hug ya'll but my arms ain't that long.. so it'll take a longgg time hugging ya'll one by one.. and there's the computer screen that's like ermm blocking!&lt;br /&gt;soooooo.. virtual hugs and kisses.. xP..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.o.x.o!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6431255158747694392?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6431255158747694392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6431255158747694392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6431255158747694392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6431255158747694392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2009/01/those-days-08.html' title='Those days.. 08!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SVxi_s1MH-I/AAAAAAAAADE/J9EygqFRLH4/s72-c/DSC02152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8809589899116248014</id><published>2008-12-18T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:09:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damnn haven't been blogging in a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thank god my official lovable spammer is on holiday .. so she can't spam my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=) wonder what happened to my other spammer.. she's like busy i guess.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Went for the dolous inside out thingie for 13-14 year olds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;DAMN! should have asked friends to follow me.. was like ALONE there.. and the only contact i have with the outside world was through my handphone which we are advised NOT to play with till lunch time.. &gt;.&lt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;everytime when we gathered in TCR (it's one of the room in dolous where the programme was held at) I like don't talk to anyone.. well actually it's the other way around.. but yeahh get what i mean? ALONEEEE!!! haizz! so most of the time i kinda text my friends.. &gt;.&lt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;haizz.. then start making friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;WE HAD A TOUR OF DOLOUS! SOOO KEWL MANS! THE SHIP IS SOO BIG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HEHE.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;then we had the lessons in the morning.. then had lunch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;LUNCH LUNCH LUNCH! had really awesome food! and adrianne from dolous sat with me,dylan and joel.. =) we asked her alot of questions.. till she can't finish her salad in time.. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;met olga there.. she emmoo.. ate alone..guess cause she had alot on her mind.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;then met angela and ginny too.. with aunty alice.. soo swt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;angela was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;" so how u find the programme so far?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"okayy lahh..*shy shy.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"okay 'larh' only? *smiless and grins"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"eerr.. VERY GOOD VERY GOOD.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Then we all started laughing.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;angela and ginny's super sweet! jaga me alot.. and they (include olga) are the longest dolouite i know.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;then started WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;on the first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;me and a few girls got assigned to the bookshop department!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i worked in the info counter.. lawls! met new friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Josh from australia(mr.hawt!) and marjun from long island(Sweet gal!).. josh gave me his sit.. (he stood okay! for like half an hour) lawls! then marjun and him start talking bout all his songs in I-tunes.. seriously alot okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it takes like 23 and a  half days to finish all his songs.. listening non stop! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(Got alot of britney songs! =.="!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sat there and worked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;translated chinese some guy was saying into english for them.. swt! and i got every word right! (not bad for a HALF banana eyy?? ;)! hahaha) damnn didn't get to take a picture with josh.. =((!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;after that i got transfered to gangway..(meaning the entrance..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;met james from germany.. he's sooo nice! and he's kinda cute.. he's like smiling non stop at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*drools!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hehe.. Trained my cheek muscles there mans! smile non stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;said.. "welcome.. please go straight ahead.. *smiles.." and " buhbwaii.. thanks for coming.. have a nice day *smiles.." non stop! for an hour or so.. swt! cheeks got stuck that way.. couldn't stop smiling.. -.-! then james changed shifts with another guy.. can't remember his name.. but he's from germany too! i asked him to speak german! and he did! sooo cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;he was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; "i don't know what to say..(in german) *big smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"hehe.. eerrr what did ya say? @.@ *smiles"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;then after an hour,  got transfered to the carpark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;met agnes wong there.. we talk non stop.. then she like sooo random ask me take a picture with her.. =.='! she's sooo sweet kay! she used her umbrella to cover the sun from kena-ing me.. ahaha.. i didn't have to use mine.. i just waved mine around like a mad lady or something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;can't blame mee.. i was like seriously sleepy already.. had to try to stay awake.. =.=!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;then finally can go back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;took pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;andrea from south korea will send it to me by this month.. =) she's a super good photographer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and she's sooo funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;We prayed then dismissed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;waited with mum in the bookshop.. cause she some stuff to pass to her and all that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then she took us on tour.. (again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;we went to their office.. saw olga.. (again.) hahaha.. waved non stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then she took us around the ship.. saw her cabin.. it's soooo cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;there's suppose to be 3 in a cabin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but all her roomates are off on holiday.. so she's gets the cabin to herself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sooo coool! *drools!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then i met Abby from USA.. she's sooo cutee! think she just finish jogging.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;she was like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"HEEYYYYYYY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" HEYYY! xD!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"i would hug u.. but i'm kinda sweaty.. *sorry face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then i was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"nahh it's alright.. *smileeyy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hahaha! so swt! she's really good in drama.. she's like my drama role model! *salute her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;damnn can't wait to meet all my friends again.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;end of story for first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;second day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;had lessons in the morning.. then switch teams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my old team was now doing accom.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;we were assigned to the lunch room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hehe.. i had to clean the counter! swt.. i took up two dead Roaches! omggg! omggg! omgg!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;*faint.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;almost screamed manss.. but i was with the head of the lunch room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;paticia from the phillippines.. =) SOOO COOL! she was so kind.. she helped me with the cleaning and we talked alot.. started to get to know her.. =) hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;then went to join the rest of my teamates when i was done.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;met up with suzannah from hungri and her friends.. and we cleaned the plates.. =) hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;seriously fun! hehe cleaned and crapped. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;had a great time there actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and well that's was it for the day.. it was also the end of our programme.. damn.. gonna miss working there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;hope can meet my new friends soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;TODAY AT MUSIC PRACTISE DAMNNN RANDOMMM KAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okayy this is the conversation half way through the practise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Edwin: ehh musicians must move their shoulders abit.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;me: *starts doing the old sixties dance.. where u move our shoulders alot.. while playing the bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then me and my sis danced together.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then edwin started doing it with us.. haha.. swt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;then me and edwin did the head banging thingie.. xD! linkin park style!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Rachel : Eee do the dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;she started doing the 80's dance! michelle tagged along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;shirlye, raye, sharon and howard just lol-ed there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so damnnn funn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and i learned how to play tears from heaven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;damnn emmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;=(! xD! =)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Done for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;=) will blog tomorrow if got chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BTW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYONE'S INVITED TO COME FOR A PERFORMANCE AT SPRING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON THE 20th and 21st..(WHICH IS THIS SATURDAY AND SUNDAY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7:30 pm at the stage! (NEAR PARKSON)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLSSSS COME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND ENJOY KAYSS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;=DD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps: I love You . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8809589899116248014?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8809589899116248014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8809589899116248014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8809589899116248014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8809589899116248014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/inside-out.html' title='inside out'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1392949699725619499</id><published>2008-12-09T15:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:11:40.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in an image,  in a dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Kay ppl.. the italic words are my thoughts.. the rest is what i'm saying..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Emo? Not Emo? Cannot decide.. caught in the middle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damnn.. What if . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A friend of mine said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You know.. you only live once.. might as well do it or spend the rest of your life wishing you had.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haizz.. if only things were as easy as said..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'It's breaking my heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tearing me apart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's impossible to choose..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What If I don't try? What If I Do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything that i dream's right infront of me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i win what would i lose?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could i learn to live wondering..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What If?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So many question marks in my brain noww.. can't seem to find the answers to all of my questions.. feelings kinda emo now.. *slaps myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I really need my holiday.. need to get away from here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;JUST GET AWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I never wanna say..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what if?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dayuumm . .  I promised not to break down . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'But if there's nothing missing in my life..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then why does these tears fall at night?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Just another lesson to be learned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta move on and not lose faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just another obstacle to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live my life before it gets too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't give up, I won't stay down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what life's worth living for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still believe in love'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(I do? ) i guess i should believe in love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: This is where you don't say what u want so bad to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Him: This is where i want to but i won't get in the way of u and ur dreams..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can say dat we are through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell myself i'm over u..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But even if i made a vow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promise not to miss u now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and try to hide da truth inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fail cause i..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just can't live a lie..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(-_-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Am currently pissed at this stupid random girl.. who suddenly msgs me and scolds me for no Fruit-ing reason... like WTF! and the worst thing is.. i have to see her blardy face tonight.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hoping i dun punch her out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Need a total time out now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OMG!           i  l o v e  y o u . . .= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1392949699725619499?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1392949699725619499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1392949699725619499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1392949699725619499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1392949699725619499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-in-image-in-dream.html' title='Lost in an image,  in a dream..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8658275654073294228</id><published>2008-12-07T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:06:12.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Long time didn't update liaw..&lt;br /&gt;gonna stuff everything in the blog today.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Of All..&lt;br /&gt;I'm Super Duper Glad Audition/ Full rehearsal Is FINALLY OVER!&lt;br /&gt;In around Two weeks time.. Springs gonna be here.. and well start of next year..&lt;br /&gt;*EMO!..&lt;br /&gt;Dayumm.. it felt like the holidays just started yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy.. well a few nights ago..&lt;br /&gt;cindy suddenly msged me.. then i decided to call her..&lt;br /&gt;lawls.. very retarded conversation..&lt;br /&gt;something bout her being left behind one year.. cause the doctors and 7th mile don't let her see calender.. xD!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. spent alot of $ on that call yooo! haha.. but it's okay larh.. =)&lt;br /&gt;then after that i spammed her inbox..&lt;br /&gt;text her super fast.. around nearly 50 msges in one minute.. xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy moving along..&lt;br /&gt;Finally can relax this week.. so yeah my baddie people! i'm sorry for skipping out on ya'll the pass few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;this next week is gonna be all bout u guys! baddie everyday! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;serene told me that just at training.. euffie and her found out what kind of songs coach listens too..&lt;br /&gt;and well at first i thought it was rain.. cause coach was trying to keep that korean-like hairstyle once..&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOOO! IT WAS THE SPICE GIRLS!! *Jaw Drops!&lt;br /&gt;OMG-H-I-J-K-L-M-N!! So swt manss! next week gonna kacau coach liaw.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh.. and went spring yesterday.. poor raye.. waited there alone the whole morning..&lt;br /&gt;lawls.. but before that.. i went to 'collect' my hutang from gan.. aiiiyoo! when reach there arhh&lt;br /&gt;she go say her sis took it!! WTF-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N! rarghh! Wanted to bite her handss manss!&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. didn't spent long there.. went spring straight away..&lt;br /&gt;felt awkward carrying raye's bottle in a PINK BAG and his sweater that the dad passed to me..&lt;br /&gt;Then after that.. went kai kai.. xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ALOTTT of people i know!! So Swt..&lt;br /&gt; - Linus! =)&lt;br /&gt;(Partly Cause he was working there... haha.. Poppies! So damn farny.. i scare off two saykhias.. owhh well! my Pink ball!! xD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Andre! =)&lt;br /&gt;(So unexpected.. xD! thought he went to KL adi..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kim Phua! =)&lt;br /&gt;(Didn't notice that she passed me.. Lawls.. Or not go WAVEEEEE liaw! anyway.. I'll just say " HII!" here.. was staring at the toyota stage..xD! but yeahh she was there with her sis i think if i'm not mistaken.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. the rest can't recall..&lt;br /&gt;Think i saw Demie tan there also.. if i wasn't mistaken.. xD! Didn't see her for a long time adi.. can't really remember.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around spring sooo many times! sooo sien adi! xD!&lt;br /&gt;Had ice cream at the end of it.. sick of ice cream! took me like half and hour to eat finish.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;then went music practise.. hehe.. and after the music practise.. we all extended the family tree! xD!&lt;br /&gt;IN ONE NIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started with this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Dennis's mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it added on! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen Is My Mother/Dennis's Grandma..&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's My Sister/Dennis's Aunty..&lt;br /&gt;Nana is also My Sister/ Dennis's Aunty..&lt;br /&gt;Andrea Is Karen's Mother/ My Grandma/ Dennis's Great Grandma..&lt;br /&gt;Howard is Karen's 244th Husband/ Dennis's Grandpa..&lt;br /&gt;Darren is Rachel's 15th Husband/ Dennis's Uncle..&lt;br /&gt;Raymond is My daughter/son/it in law/..Dennis's Wife/Husband/It..&lt;br /&gt;Shirely Is My expected New Born Baby Girl from Raye and Dennis..xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnn retarded..&lt;br /&gt;if u're wondering why so limited husbands?&lt;br /&gt;It's cause they died or got lost along the way..&lt;br /&gt;xD!&lt;br /&gt;(it sounds like the wifes have like everlasting lifes or the husbands just dies fast..xD!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;am out for today..&lt;br /&gt;totally tired with rehearsal adi..&lt;br /&gt;wanna go download more games and go Zzz!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. (sleeping on air bed.. dun care wad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; AM ADDICTED TO O.C GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I Love You  . . .&lt;br /&gt;Baby Get Ready, Get Set, Please Don't Go . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8658275654073294228?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8658275654073294228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8658275654073294228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8658275654073294228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8658275654073294228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3517869175182697951</id><published>2008-12-04T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:08:38.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lets See, Lets see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;forgot to blog yesterday.. so i'll blog now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went out with aunty su, sharon, ivory and ariel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hehe.. retarded.. went to spring.. (yeapss.. without serene..=(.. sobs..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha.. anyway.. We went kai kai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that.. we had ice cream then went home.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lawls.. met samantha lai there too.. didn't know it was her till ariel and ivory told me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;swtss.. such a bad friend mans.. but can't blame me.. met her online anyway.. XD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;went and crash at sharon's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Stayed at comp room with raye.. the rest went upstairs to make noise.. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then both of us download games for my phone.. lawls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the comp kept restarting.. so had to wait for quite a while.. sienx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;got toooo bored waiting for my games..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i took the cluedo set down from the cupboard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;then started 'playing dollie!' =.="!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha.. made raye listen to my WHOLE STORY TWO TIMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;it's like super retarded..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Conversation between us.. (mostly me.. since i'm telling the story)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: I tell you the story!! we can play dollieee! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: eeerrr... nooo.. YOU can play.. not me.. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: Nevermind! just listen.. okayy.. once upon a time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: ... -_-"~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: fineee! more 21st century then.. kk.. Mrs. Peacock rightt.. she's actually from a very poor background.. her mother had to sell ais kacang to raise her up and pay for her education.. then after college.. she found a job.. that pays average salary larh... she spent all her money on expensive clothes.. and she spent most of her time going to elite parties.. there's where she met Mr. Green..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Me: then Mr.Green and Mrs. Peacock started a conversation.. the longer they talked, the more Mr.green started to fall for her..and btw.. Mr.Green very rich business man.. but he doi doi around girls he likes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Sooo... Mrs.peacock found him very vulnerable.. then she plan to use alll of his money.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Then Mr. Green proposed to her.. they got married.. Then after one week of marriage.. Mrs. Peacock starting really loving Mr. Green.. but then Mr.Green was actually a Player!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: So Mr. Green started flirting with the Chief maid.. which was Mrs. White.. (But Mrs. white only flirt with him cause she wants to get higher salary) and at that moment Mrs.White Was dating Colonel Mustard dude.. then colonel mustard a bit jealous.. Mrs. Peacock wanted to take revenge.. so She also try to flirt with colonel mustard.. but he very faithful.. so he stood by Mrs.white.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Mr. Green still takes  care of Mrs.Peacock.. so Mrs. Peacock decided to further her studies.. and asked Mr. Green to pay for her.. she studied at Harvard..there's where she met.. Proffesor Plum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: *still laughing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Me: then proffesor plum and her pak toh.. then when she graduated.. she brought proffesor plum back to the house..  (Mrs.peacock was actually just using proffesor plum)..but they got married anyway only to find that Mr. Green doesn't give a damn whether she re-marry's or not.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;then during the next elite party.. he met Miss scarlet.. But this time.. Mr.green was really sincere about his love for Miss scarlet.. But it's the other way around now.. Miss scarlet played him.. but Mr. Green was blinded by love to actually realise it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Mrs. white and colonel mustard got married in the end.. and miss scarlet and Mr.green got married..(cause she wants to use all his money) and well mrs.peacock and proffesor plum are together.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Lawls.. my brain blank now.. can't make up a continuation.. sorry arh raye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;R: ROFL!! hahaha... go tell ariel the story! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;*ariel and sharon walked in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;so i told the story once again..xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;not bad for a story that i made up along the way.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after that all of us went upstairs and crap and play..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i fell asleep! =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;went home and sleep somemore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;then got up in less that 30 minutes.. got ready and went for band practise at the studio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;KEITH drove there! aloneee! lawls.. then we jammed and played..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;OMG edwin has sooo much super nice guitars there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;then drums is sooo damnnn nice and the bass strings feels sooo new..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;damnn bang on the drums like madd.. jamm jamm jamm!! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then edwin and keith played canon in D on the electric guitar.. edwin did the super hard part..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;OMG! me and raye were like.. *jaw drop!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then raye recorded everything! daayumm.. sooo niceee arh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then serene tried calling 5 times!.. (MY BUDDIE'S BACK!! ^.^ .. ^.^!!) didn't hear cause we jam tooo loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so i went out and call her back after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;jumped around the whole studio manss!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;like *boink boink* here and there arhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lawls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then went for dinner.. keith drove all of us there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sooo nice of edwin to chia us..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;then edwin's girlfriend came.. then both of them sent raye, me and my sis home.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Super fun mans! learnt to play sooo many things manss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*droolss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tonight practise and keith's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then tomorrow night at the studio again.. ^.^!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;that's all for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;``Buhbwaii~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.s : I Love You . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3517869175182697951?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3517869175182697951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3517869175182697951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3517869175182697951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3517869175182697951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-see-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2374001134274780351</id><published>2008-12-03T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:38:06.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Stars!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Omg! slept at 3 a.m++..(addicted to Ps: I love you).. woke up at 8:00 a.m.. cause mum wanted to take me out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;forced myself out of bed.. then got ready and went downstairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;then my mum received a phone call.. talk for like two hours kay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i lie on the couch like person going to die nia arhh! so damnn sleepyy! and she's talking on the phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went out bla bla.. then sis almost finish college.. so had to pick her up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;but thank god mum dropped me home.. got at least 20 mins of sleep! (AT LEAST LARH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then sis rushed me to go church.. then i got ready and went..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;waited for a 30 minutes for ariel and ah foong to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OMG! aunty Yu came to see us again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jeng jeng jeng! last part not yet drill.. apparently got problem with the cut song.. so aunty u, ariel, sandra and lydia spent around nearly 1 hour to cut the song and make it perfect.. meanwhilee... ah foong and me do weird weird exercise to reduce and strenghten our TUMMY! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we had the longgg talk! lawls.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;aunty u and the rest trying to do the song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me and ah foong camwhore and crap non stop! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then we did the dance.. but quite blurr.. cause some beats not the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;this thursday DRILL arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tomorrow going to see edwin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;perfecting the band! doii~ sienx arh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;after the dance thingie.. went home.. read the book thingie aunty su gave a assignment.. then went churh one hour later..xD.. do the book thingie then carried on with prayer meeting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;=) Had a great timee.. then after that.. the youth band stayed behind and talked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i showed a picture of this dude who looked exactly like keith to everyone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;and keith was like OMG! look like me! xD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;they like wear same type of clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;hairstyle almost the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;the way they talk also almost the same!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;haiiyoo! TWINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;haha.. then we crap and crap.. tried to find fast songs for the band thingie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;tomorrow switching place with keith.. to see whether sound nicer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;keith play bass.. i play drums..xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sick of guitar.. today baru play.. sienx sienx sienx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;OMGG! like totally addicted to this chorus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;kept singing the whole day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Look at u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Look at me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's never any Us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;can't u see all we can become..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;we can shine like the sun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;if we believe that two stars are brighter than one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ohh yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;wanna say sorry to euffie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Can't make it for baddie this sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;got the rehearsal thingie.. must play baddie some day kay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Just dun kill mee arhh! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and Serene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tomorow! tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The last time i freaked out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just kept looking down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I stt-stt-stuter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(bla bla.. ignore those crappy lyrics! now read the last part dramaticly okay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT, TO SEE YA AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Comee homee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Spring and baddie ain't the same without uuu! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LAWLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;RETARDATION NATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;am done for today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wanna go read finish and catch up on my sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh yeahh! thanks to raye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm also addicted to limewire..xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Buhbwaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: I Love You . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2374001134274780351?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2374001134274780351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2374001134274780351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2374001134274780351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2374001134274780351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-stars.html' title='Two Stars!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8188153974753808673</id><published>2008-12-01T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:04:48.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'mm backk! Yeah i'm sure ya'll miss me! =.=".. sorry just being lame.. Raye teach onee.. i learnt everything from him! -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway.. woke up at around 7:30-8:00.. checked my phone messages.. OMG! raye woke up around 6:00++.. PENG!@_@.. after checking.. fell asleep again.. XD! (i'm such a pig!!).. woke up again around 8:40.. realised i was late! rush to wash up and all that.. then picked joanda and tabby from tabby's house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;had laksa! *yummz! (but today somehow the laksa taste.. TASTE-LESS!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talk talk talk.. then keith joined us.. and we talked somemore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;went church.. lawl.. uncle eng sing led worship today.. WHOAH! non stop manss.. there's like no breaks in between the song.. he just transpose the chords according to the song and sang it.. one after the other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it was GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;After church.. had choir practise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;damnn.. last last week aunty su and nana took picture of me singing with the kids and doing the actions for the song.. this week tabby! doi~! =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know i'm cuteeee marhh! xD! (deng that raye! passed me his perasan-ness also!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that.. we went to have lunch.. at chong chun!(finally..) hehe.. long story behind that one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;tell ya'll next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;we went to the corner shop with around 6 people.. ended up going back with only three people including myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;lawls.. after lunch.. ariel, sharon and ivory went cold storage.. then raye, me and meg walked back to church together.. lawls.. kolien meg.. me and raye pakat bully her! hehe.. but good thing she can take a joke.. or else die liaw arhh.. x_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Went to kids church and watch the people do ballroom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahaha.. me and raye were like commenting away! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okayy.. part of the conversation we had.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Damnn! look at the woobly praying mantis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R: yeah loh! i dance better arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: dayuummm.. u very perasan.. but unfortunetly i have to agree with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*then that person went to sit with megan..  which was quite close to me and raye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*I took out my phone.. text raye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Haha.. dance funny larhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Raye: Yeahh lorhh.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*then aunty lily came in.. i hit raye's leg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: OMG! My mummy! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*Then raye's text came in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R: OMG ! your mummy! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: damnn.. waveeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R: Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*then both of us started laughing..  then aunty lily left the building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R: ur mummy leave liaw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Byeee mummy! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*then we stopped texting and started talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R: borrow ur phonee.. wanna beat my own high score.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(FYI.. for my worm's golf game.. all the high score got raye's name.. daayuumm.. obsessed much!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: alright.. you know my tower bloxx not working! like so damn arh!*pass him my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;R:Let me play mine.. haha try beating my record.. *passed me his phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then we started playing the game like siaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lawls.. very swt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we waited for ariel and the rest to come back.. but they took toooo long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so me and raye went to cold storage to get popcorn and drinks.. want to laugh at the two bitchy dancer and stuff our face with food so that it'll make the laughter more dramatic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;on our way out we say ariel and the rest.. so swt.. took them like 1 hour + mans! and ariel and ivory came out empty handed.. but they bought a teddy for sharon larh..xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to look for popcorn and drinks.. then went back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;then laugh and laugh somemore.. then hip hop dance started..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;no CS to play today.. =(! so had to focus on the dance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;dayuumm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had headache! and yeah! tried doing baby freeze!xD! my wrist was actually already painful.. then stupidly did the baby freeze somemore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now my right wrist is injured.. AGAIN! damn!had to bandage it.. now can't text properly and can't do much stuff properly..LAWL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TABBY WENT HOME TODAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SOBSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GONNA MISS HER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can't wait for the Next L.O.V.E gathering! XD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;speaking of people i miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SERENE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAYUUMMM GIRL! GOT SOOO MUCH TO TELL YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS TILL U GET BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm NOT going to spring till you get back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=(! Need my baddie, spring, gossip and well everything buddie back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MISS YA  LOADSSSS MANSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yeah.. according to dawson.. euffie is now coaching us at training!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG! (fyi.. euffie is MY AGE people! MY AGE!.. yeah and you reading!close ur mouth! you dun wanna attract flies!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So that's all for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Buhbwaii people! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.s:I Love You . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8188153974753808673?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8188153974753808673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8188153974753808673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8188153974753808673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8188153974753808673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/12/story.html' title='Story!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1949498457937728581</id><published>2008-11-29T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:01:00.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey Ya'll~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just Updating my blog.. making it a point to come check blogspot everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;or else daph will start spaming this place.. saying "update!!!!!!!!!" all the time.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274102398652473154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/STFgMCy3X0I/AAAAAAAAACc/h6fmCvGmeeE/s320/dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just Danceee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That's what we did againn.. dayyumm.. practise getting more intense.. rarghh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thank god some of the people were making cards in kids church till around 5 too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Julius was playing CS again with his lap top.. shhooo-ed him away and asked him to let me playy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;lolx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm a &lt;strong&gt;SUPER NOOB&lt;/strong&gt; at CS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;okayy this is part of the conversation we had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Weeiii i wanna playyy! move move move!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kkk.. wait i finish this last stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hurry! only 5 minutes break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay! done liawww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*he moves from the chair.. then i sit.. feeling very excited..then suddenly went blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Urm.. press what arh? how to shoot shoot people de?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nah press this few buttons.. Then can shoot liaw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*shows me the buttons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Okay okayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Starts pressing the buttons.. then i was lost.. kept running in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ehh! why no people to shoot one! Stupiak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haiyo.. u go down.. turn left turn right.. then shoot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;*stupidly follow his instrustions and shoot.. ended up shooting the hostage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*J laughs histerically!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Goo dieeee arhhh! i lose my moneyy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then i lost the game..&lt;br /&gt;Rarrghh! dun want to listen to him anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then continued with the dancee.. ah foong call me three times liaw.. lolx.. so blur that i was actually playing CS right next to her.. and she was like searching high and low for me.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bla bla bla.. dance practise got tooo draggie.. got super tired already! end up hyper and started doing penguin shuffle!(don't have the pic yet.. it's still with tabby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;then my sis brought tabby, joan, and me out for dinner at chicago 7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;it was either that or jade pot.. malas want go town so we went chicago.. lawlz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Gossip non stop manss! spent around 1 hour plus there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;met Mdm lee there.. Again.. (everywhere i go sure meet mdm lee one.. ngaiiitii! =.="!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came Home.. Went straight to my room and dropped there..&lt;br /&gt;ZZzz.. i slept at around 4-5 a.m mans.. woke up at either 7 or 8 coz mum ask questions.. then went back to sleep then finally woke up around 9-10..Zzzz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gonna Sleep. Or else will drop dead tomorrow. and i'll be sleeping in my bowl of laksa. (breakfast with tabby and maybe raye they all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;owh yeahh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Am going shopping for my baby soon!^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274107237134130418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/STFklriyXPI/AAAAAAAAACk/0ILXhMNpLCU/s320/Sneakers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Damn! I want that sneakers! Hip Hop! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;am done for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;buhbwaii peeps~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.s: I Love You . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1949498457937728581?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1949498457937728581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1949498457937728581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1949498457937728581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1949498457937728581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/today.html' title='Today . . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/STFgMCy3X0I/AAAAAAAAACc/h6fmCvGmeeE/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3159359420663082281</id><published>2008-11-27T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:29:10.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>``Just Dance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yo Yo Yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hahah.. Another day filled with fun fun fun stuff! (which means you guys can read more NON CRAPPY Stuff for a change! xD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Morning, woke up looking really blurr.. (slept late. deng!) went downstairs to surprise and give her her pressie mummy! *mummie's birthday! happie happie! ^.^ .. whiiee.. hee hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Had to rush after that.. cause was late for hip hop dance practise already.. (slept late, woke up late.. =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Reached there.. and went straight to dance without warming up .. (they already start.. what to do).. hehe.. and i thought that it was gonna be like the dance practise we usually had.. so i just carried on without thinking twice about the warming up thing.. BBBUUUTTT TTTHHHEEENNN ARHHH! Aunty Yu and Aunty Su came in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*jeng jeng jeng jeng! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we were like " shyteee! why they comeee today?? so soiii arhh! haiiyoo!" with the shocked expression.. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my standing position at that moment was right next to where aunty Yu suddenly decided to place her 'tush' on and feel comfortable.. (didn't do formation yett.. so just stand there lorh.. doi doii onee..) didn't dare to move at all mans.. wanted to switch position with anyone who was willing.. but NO ONE WAS WILLING TO CHANGE WITH ME.. (No surpriseee there.. -_-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;[if you guys are wondering why we're like scared of Aunty Yu and Who aunty Yu was.. ermm.. i'll be happy to tell you all. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Pause the tape..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okayy.. Aunty Yu is One of the head lead worshippers in church.. she teaches piano and DANCE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;yeapss! D-A-N-C-E! She's like super pro and we are like.. NOOBS?.. So do ya see the big difference there? lawls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;She's scary cause when she's serious.. she looks like she's gonna EAT YOU!! or in other words that are usually and quite frequantly (haha.. often? no larhh) said by aunty Yu puay  herself was.. "I'LL SIT ON YOU AND FLUSH YOU DOWN THE TOILET!!" and that AIN'T NO JOKE! she actually SAT on someone before! OMG OMG OMG!xD! but when she's not serious.. she's pretty cool! =) okayy.. so now u kinda got the idea of what she is.. but i may stand corrected.. anyway..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Roll the tape..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She helped us with alot of stuff.. learned so many new things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) MUST MUST MUST warm up before Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2)Need more energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3)Be more sharper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;lawls there are many more larh.. malas want to list them down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after dance went for lunch.. then went for workshop with the doulos people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;there were four ang mo teachers.. super cool mans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;around 15-20 of the youths showed up! we did a drama warm up exercise &lt;strong&gt;(DUDEE! EVEN DRAMA GOT WARM UP ONE WORH!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then we split into three groups..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was with one guy i dunno the name, daniel lee, julia,  aaron, aunty lyn ngui, Sandra, Meg, Michelle and I..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We watch this super cool drama you can do in pairs.. and it was like &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;! you can just &lt;strong&gt;ROFL&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then our workshop leaders asked us to try the drama in pairs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me and meg wanted to partner up..  but aunty su suggested that we split up cause sandra and michelle and too quiet and me and meg are &lt;strong&gt;TOO LOUD&lt;/strong&gt;.. so we had to switch partners lorh.. ahaha opposite attracts? lolx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;meg partnered with sandra.. i partnered with michelle.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;michelle and i had a hard time deciding who to be the statue and the actress.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Both of us wanted to just stand there and do nothing (statue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahaha so at first i tried being the statue.. Michelle and I didn't know we had to follow exactly what they did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so michelle made me do the "&lt;strong&gt;I'M A LITTLE TEA POT Pose&lt;/strong&gt;" hahaha! and she was like singing along as she moved my hands.. like super cutee and funny mans! i ended up laughing my ass off! then after the tea pot pose.. she made me do the ah lien jumping pose.. The workshop leaders where like looking at both of us.. they were like confused.. haha.. then we found out that we had to follow them.. so &lt;strong&gt;SWT&lt;/strong&gt;! =.="!! Did Jumping ah lien and tea pot pose all for &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;! then michelle's turn to become the statue.. i made her do the same thing... then we actually started the drama.. but it was like super late already.. so we just laugh and laughed.. then we watched the volunteer do the drama and it was like &lt;strong&gt;COOL AND FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;! looks almost exactly the same as the earlier drama.. then the angmo people did the chair drama.. and they said that we can change partners.. so meg and i got back together and sandra and michelle partner up like the beginning of the thing before we switched..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;there was this part where i was finally able to get off the seat which was painted with gluee.. then meg was praying.. then i was like trying to get her attention.. then she was like waving her hands behind to make me keep quiet.. then her &lt;strong&gt;HAND TER HIT THE WRONG PART&lt;/strong&gt; and i end up rolling around the fall.. &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; thank god she didn't  like put full energy in waving her hands.. lawls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then michelle and sandra was like laughing also.. cause they saw the whole thing.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then the ang mo vonlunteered us.. then we did it again..  except this time we didn't do the wrong part thingie.. xD! and everyone was laughing.. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt; yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then we went down to the next station.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;miming!.. OMG.. our workshop leader was totally awesome! totally amazed with all the miming she did.. was soo touched.. her actions were sooo clear! and it really made all of us go &lt;strong&gt;"AWWW!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then we joined in with the mime.. (yay! learn how to do above all already! hehe hehe..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then went for the last station for a while.. which was the ilustration station..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the workshop leader super cute! ahaha.. she explained everything.. and we were like.. &lt;strong&gt;COOL! colours can tell so many things! ^.^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we had food and cake! sang the birthday song for mummie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;then we had surprised music practise.. =.=.. sienss! stayed back till 7.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dennis, my zai zai picked us up and went to raye's house first.. got the cake (that i baked!) from their house then went home.. ahaha had dinner and cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO MANY CAKE MANS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my mum had 3 cakes for her today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;in the morning, afternoon and night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;all different flavor and all bought or baked by different people..xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Todayyy super fun mans!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;had such a great timee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(now i'm going to remove the black nail polish and put on the pink one that meg got for me from ausie! ^.^! THANKS MEG! *HUGGIEEEESS!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.s : I Love You . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3159359420663082281?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3159359420663082281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3159359420663082281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3159359420663082281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3159359420663082281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-dance.html' title='``Just Dance!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-9109674497947050921</id><published>2008-11-25T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:50:14.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retardation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Boredddd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;watched ocean eleven yesterday.. (technically was this morning since it was already 2++ a.m)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today wanna continue with ocean twelve and thirteen.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so damnn cool manss.. how they robbed the casino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENIUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wanna go outt.. but dunno what to do and where to go.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bored of kuching liaw.. wanna go off somewhere else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;damn damnn damnn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;lolx.. addicted to that word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that word is like in almost everything i say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;damnn! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh yeahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;totally wanna watch another cinderella story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Selena gomez is super cute and super pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And She's Looks like Rachel Bilson (summer from O.C)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;dayyuumm.. they are like twins.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks to Lye and raye... i'm addicted to P.S: I Love You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sooo damnn sweet! my second choice mans.. after nicholas sparks books larhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;nicholas sparks is still the BEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wanna watch PS: I LOVE YOU! rargh rargh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;wanna go continue playing final fantasy..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;byeee peopleee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ps: I love You..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-9109674497947050921?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9109674497947050921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=9109674497947050921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9109674497947050921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9109674497947050921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/retardation.html' title='Retardation..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7798412941700156573</id><published>2008-11-24T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:18:28.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Young . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Damnn&lt;/span&gt;..  20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 21st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt;.. 4 and 5 days before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;damnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;damnn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;damnn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spring Gig's Like in less than a month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So Much To Do.. So Little Time! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Full rehearsal is like 6 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;december&lt;/span&gt;.. praying ever so hard that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Yu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;puay&lt;/span&gt; doesn't drop the bomb on hip hop crew or the band.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But on the bright side.. can wait for Line dance people to dance.. their dance is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kewlll&lt;/span&gt;... swaying her and there.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lawlzz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So Far.. holiday has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;okayy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;larhh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Pmr&lt;/span&gt; next year.. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;havta&lt;/span&gt; study.. which kinda sucks the fun out of everything.. which SUCKS.. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yeahh&lt;/span&gt; and half of the time.. i spend my holidays making 600 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree shaped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; cards along side with some of the youths of course.. ^.^ ..(it's for the spring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;thingie&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Can't seem to upload the pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn retarded comp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;wtv lahh.. next time i upload..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there's this completely Farnnyy (seriously B*TCHY AND BOSSY 2)  duo's in my hip hop dance thingie who dances like ....... xD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Can laugh till your stomache mans.. it's like super duper funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the elder one dances like a gorilla/ape = grape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the younger one dances like a wobleeyyy praying mantis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the elder one is like almost an adult.. but she still wanna try kek cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it's like watching popeye kek cute okayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(i'll try take a pic of her kek cute-ing.. lawlz..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;WARNING! YOU WILL GET NIGHTMARES AFTER YOU'VE SEEN HER IN ACTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; eww! =(  the image of her trying to kek cute is like burnt into my brain FOREVER!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lawl.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the younger one has this thing about looking at people with disgust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;feel like slapping her arh.. so damn rude..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(here goes the retarded, dunno how to spell pin yin chinese)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ni kan se mo kan?! wo zhi dao wo hen mei lar!! wtf to herrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Owh yeahhh.. baddie training on sunday(yesterday) was retarded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Serene wasn't there!! rarghh! coach assign me to play with the kiddies and make them run.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Muahaha.. felt soo evil.. they were like super exhausted! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then i escaped and went to play with ah ben..^^.. lawls.. he arhh.. hit till sooo high.. my neck painful liaw arh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then coach came again.. ask me to go back and play with the kiddies again.. rargh rargh rargh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he doesn't want to change my group yet.. cause he wants to torture me for coming half an hour late.. Zzz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Then dawson saved me from playing gamess with them.. (FINALLY AND THANK YOU DUDE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;played for a while.. then we crap and crap.. tried to pursuade coach to let us come training everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he rejected us mans.. cause he wants FULL TIME PLAYERS! lawlz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;then coach join in the fun and kacau us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;had fun larhh.. if only serene was there.. it would be a blast mans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;btw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SERENE ARHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sampai Take Care Of  Me Hor??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lawls! he show me the message liaw! ngaiitii you arhh! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sooo toucheddd.. you thought about me in the midst of ur packing and all that..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonna Watch movie till the break of dawn again!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lalala.. i don't wanna close my eyes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't wanna fall asleep..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cause i miss you babe..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i don't wanna miss a thing.. xD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lawls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;that was practically it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;more updates soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7798412941700156573?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7798412941700156573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7798412941700156573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7798412941700156573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7798412941700156573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/forever-young.html' title='Forever Young . . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2236760359202940628</id><published>2008-11-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:33:13.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated birthday DapH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS A SUPER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 DAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BELATED BIRTHDAY WISH THROUGH THE BLOG..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DapH DapH DapH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;* This cute gurl turned 14 on the 7 of november..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;* This gurl is a short Pro Bball-er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;* This gurl is also known as the 'SAYKHIA' in the gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* She's unique and special&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;* She's annoying at times but that's what makes her special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;* She's my Bffl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;``I LURVE THIS SMALL GAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks For A Great Year At School!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(sorry didn't update earlier.. internet rosak.. and i'll add in a pic once i find my pendrive..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2236760359202940628?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2236760359202940628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2236760359202940628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2236760359202940628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2236760359202940628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-belated-birthday-daph.html' title='Happy belated birthday DapH!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5326719723527373320</id><published>2008-11-17T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:06:03.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside Looking In</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To think that you can't get hurt by school friends during the holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;well they gotta correct that phrase.. cause they got it ALL WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;never been this hurt since beginning of the year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;makes me wish i was never in St mae..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it sucks to update my blog with a sad post.. but ain't got no choice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's just sooo ughh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;bet loads of ya'll went through the same thing too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;You just want everything to go right.. you do stuff carefully.. hoping that everything goes well.. but that plan just backfires on ya.. and you loose EVERYTHING.. making you feel like All you did was NOT WORTH IT AT ALL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;for once i felt things were going to be okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;for once i felt that i don't need to go through another bad day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;for once i felt like i had people i can trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;But this is not the first time i got let down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;it happens ALL THE FRIGGIN TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;So Why bother? *sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okayy so Just Sit and Listen To me for once okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;you don't know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you don't know anything about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i tried to play nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i wanna be in ur game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the things that you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;may think&lt;/strong&gt; i never hear about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;but word travels fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;im telling you to your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;standing hear behind your back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if you could read my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you might see more of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me then meets the eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and you've been &lt;strong&gt;all wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; who you think i am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you've &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; given me &lt;em&gt;a chance&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to be &lt;strong&gt;outside the crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be left out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and you &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; how it feels to be &lt;strong&gt;your own bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on the outside looking in..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;im tired of staying at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;im bored and all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sick of wasting all my time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; how it feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to be &lt;strong&gt;outside the crowd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;to be &lt;strong&gt;left out&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;don't know&lt;/strong&gt; how it feels to be &lt;strong&gt;your own bestfriend&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the outside looking in..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;From My Point Of View..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you just need me for your stuff.. when you're done.. then i'm gone..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO BE IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5326719723527373320?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5326719723527373320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5326719723527373320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5326719723527373320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5326719723527373320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/outside-looking-in.html' title='Outside Looking In'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I know I'm not there enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but that's gonna change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cause I'm coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to show you that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'm keeping the promise that i made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;yeah we've had our ups and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;but we've always worked them out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;babe am i ever glad we got this far now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;still i'm lying here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wishing i was by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cause when i'm not there enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;nothing feels right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;so i'm coming back to show you that I'll love you the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When i'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll make every second count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;cause i miss you, whenever you're not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when i kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll still get butterflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;years from now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I'll make every second count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;im not gonna break the promise i made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;randomness ey?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is how i feel when i'm with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7213441350603148096?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7213441350603148096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7213441350603148096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7213441350603148096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7213441350603148096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-with-u.html' title='*im with u..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2801328235732754003</id><published>2008-11-05T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:49:47.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by daph..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. What's the relationship of you and her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Me and Daph? besties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Your 5 impressions towards her/him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Loves texting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Good at Bball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Manja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. The most memorable things she/he have said to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: cannot remember le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. The most memorable things she/he had done for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: lolx.. urm just being there when i needed her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. If she/he became your lover, you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: slice my head up.. ain't no lesbo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. If she/he become your enemy, you will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: derno lerh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. If she/he become your lover, she/he has to improve on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: ways to be straight..xD! But we ain't lesbo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. If she/he become your enemy, the reason is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: i derno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. The most desirable thing to do on for him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: bei chai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. The overall impression of him/her is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;11. How do you think the people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: ask them larhh.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;12. The character of you for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: dunno.. xD playful i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;13. On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: not being serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;14. The most ideal person that you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Me!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;15. For the people who care about you and likes you, say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: i lurve u all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;16. Ten people to tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Vivien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Tracy Teo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Zahra Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Chelsea Bong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Eu Fern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. p j a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. Cindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. Vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. Sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;[dots.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Who is no.2 having a relationship with? [Tracy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: TM net!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;18. Is no.3 a male or female? [Za]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: female..xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;19. How will no.9 react if he/she found out that his/her cell phone is lost? [Vivian]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: think she'll freak out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;20. If no.7 and no.10 were together, would it be a good thing? [Jia Ahn and Sam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Lolx... cannot imagine larhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;21. How about no.5 and no.8? [daph and cindy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: wahh.. lesbo arh?XD.. no ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;22. What is no.1 studying about? [Vivien]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;:derno lerh.. haha. paisehh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;23. Is no.4 single? [Chelsea]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Yeapss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. Say something about no.6 [Eu fern]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;: She's super smart! head prefect at st 3sa.. haha.. pro at baddie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2801328235732754003?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2801328235732754003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2801328235732754003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2801328235732754003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2801328235732754003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-daph.html' title='tagged by daph..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3847284046256401168</id><published>2008-11-05T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:52:48.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Vivien and Daph ..xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Pick your birth month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Bold (or italicize) the best apply to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Copy to your own blog, with all twelve months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Tag 5 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;IM APRIL BABE! Lolx.. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;-APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;-JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;-AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I tagged :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Chel -C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Cindy Ah ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Zaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Daph W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. Eu Fern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do it People!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3847284046256401168?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3847284046256401168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3847284046256401168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3847284046256401168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3847284046256401168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-vivien-and-daph-xd.html' title='Tagged by Vivien and Daph ..xD'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7148724182026064733</id><published>2008-10-03T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:40:08.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happie Burpday Gannn! ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRESENTING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE ONE.. THE ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MEGAN AZREEN DE ROZARIO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY8cVWj8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TPAONacXH-o/s1600-h/gan+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY8cVWj8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TPAONacXH-o/s320/gan+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252952472840041154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This birthday wish is to a girl who's my bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who stayed with me till the very end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This birthday wish is to a girl who's Brave And Strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Who's not afraid to speak her mind whether it's right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This Girl is great and Wonderful Too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;She Can't Be Replaced Even By You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This Girl is Funny, Patient and Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;She's pieces of a totally MAGNIFICENT work of art&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;days,months years may pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but i hope our friendship will last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So Right Now I just wanna say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lurve Ya Gan.. and happie birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happie Birthday Gann! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;u are now OFFICIALLY 14!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;hahaha.. hope u like the poem! super last minute thingg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;and yesshhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i lurve wishing people happy birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;it's cause i get to remind them that they are OLDDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but dun worry.. we will always be young by heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Here's ur birthday present!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;by the time u see this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;u'll already receive it.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hope ya like it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY35HLXaRI/AAAAAAAAABk/v3vAblNnMSc/s1600-h/THE+BOX.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY35HLXaRI/AAAAAAAAABk/v3vAblNnMSc/s320/THE+BOX.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252947469693053202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY4F4SMEsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2ZRslJkoKA8/s1600-h/the+name%27s+Megan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY4F4SMEsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2ZRslJkoKA8/s320/the+name%27s+Megan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252947689033437890" 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/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY4CfXkhSI/AAAAAAAAABs/m9kcb7mYyTM/s1600-h/gan%27s+present.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY4CfXkhSI/AAAAAAAAABs/m9kcb7mYyTM/s320/gan%27s+present.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252947630805517602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;once again! HAPPIE BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;see ya'll in sch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good luck in ur exam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;``Lets flip a coin.. heads. you're mine.. tails. i'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7148724182026064733?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7148724182026064733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7148724182026064733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7148724182026064733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7148724182026064733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/10/happie-burpday-gannn.html' title='Happie Burpday Gannn! ^_^'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOY8cVWj8sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TPAONacXH-o/s72-c/gan+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3506666083197763921</id><published>2008-10-02T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:13:14.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preview of Damai Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Damaii!! Damaii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Back From Damai!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh EM GEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;totally missing the times we had there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;here's one or two pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;waiting for lex to upload the rest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I lurve the hols mans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Gan's sisters very sporting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;met newww fwenns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;eyrin.. gan's younger sister..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;here's her pic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS0eyoQWLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TnFtmMJv3lc/s1600-h/eyrin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS0eyoQWLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TnFtmMJv3lc/s320/eyrin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252521506500532402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;look very pretty and mature hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;she's only pri 6 mans..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but she very fun to kacau de..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;laugh and laugh non stop one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and she's also my partner in swimming battle at the swimming pool.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the other people's pics still dun have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;but here are some of the pics we took..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;all editted by Mee adi larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS5gPNaR4I/AAAAAAAAABU/r_IyQqbBK7I/s1600-h/Normal+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS5gPNaR4I/AAAAAAAAABU/r_IyQqbBK7I/s320/Normal+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252527028910573442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Normal..^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS1qrmmYDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mzSweKMW3_E/s1600-h/ah+lien+with+words.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS1qrmmYDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mzSweKMW3_E/s320/ah+lien+with+words.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252522810284597298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Us.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS1xadxo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/DvsI_OhJLYo/s1600-h/Cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS1xadxo7I/AAAAAAAAABE/DvsI_OhJLYo/s320/Cube.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252522925943268274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;First Day.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS4AEMF_hI/AAAAAAAAABM/0Qi6d5SFV9w/s1600-h/Gan+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS4AEMF_hI/AAAAAAAAABM/0Qi6d5SFV9w/s320/Gan+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252525376684817938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gan and Me.. =) lurb yaaa..^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS5n6TfNPI/AAAAAAAAABc/x5VoyjGys1Y/s1600-h/us+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS5n6TfNPI/AAAAAAAAABc/x5VoyjGys1Y/s320/us+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252527160737871090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Whiee bedd..! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'll blog bout the whole trip after lex upload the photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;might be abit late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;super sowie.. exam coming also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;` Flip a coin.. heads. you're mine.. tails. i'm yours..&lt;/span&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/7839172028387770439-3506666083197763921?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3506666083197763921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3506666083197763921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3506666083197763921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3506666083197763921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/10/preview-of-damai-trip.html' title='Preview of Damai Trip'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SOS0eyoQWLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TnFtmMJv3lc/s72-c/eyrin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6921470309587513649</id><published>2008-09-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:14:26.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CountDown..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4 more days people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;F-O-U-R!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yayyyy! the best vacation of the yearr! 3 days 2 nights at damai.. not much parent supervision!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;just us , the gang, hanging out and chillin' before the exam comess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this was one of our random plan.. but it's gonna happen! soo yeahhh.. am super HAPPIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;THINGS TO BRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) handphone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2)MONEYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;3)Handphone Charger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4)Surfieesss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5)Maggie mee (two cups.. not gud for health.. so dun bring much..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6)Nata de coco &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7)SOYA BEANN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;8)Toothbrush, face wash, towel and soaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9)Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10) Reloadddd! (prank call people at night!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;11)Camera! (gonna do weird movies for funn!^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;12)sport shoes! (play squash with daph! xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;13) Flip flops.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;14)My doggie Patriickkk! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;15)swim suit! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sooo happie larhh! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;been sooo addicted to pink's so what! niceee manss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ohh yeahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;today, when i came back from sch.. i turned on the tv and watched da canton drama on ntv7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sooo  saddening arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;the father got heart attack at the very same moment the wife got knocked down by a car..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but the man is okay.. the wife unfortunetly died..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;eventhough it's just some tv drama thingie.. it got me thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what if i died the next minute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what if the next hour happens to be my last hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what if tomorrow never comes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what if the world ended the next second?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;whoahh.. just thinking about it sends chils down my spine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;but we can't live in this world forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i've just finish the parable of the ten virgins with serene and well which one are we gonna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the five who are wise or the five foolish ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;well conclusion is.. WE HAVE TO BE READY AND ALERT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dontcha agree? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anyway.. i'm done blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;will update the next time i come online.. hehe.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;ohh yeahh.. and to the muslims out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri in advance! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;~buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;x.o.x.o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;``i lurve u.. always have.. always will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6921470309587513649?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6921470309587513649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6921470309587513649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6921470309587513649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6921470309587513649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/09/countdown.html' title='CountDown..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1140759892144455029</id><published>2008-09-19T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:22:35.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 facts bout me.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and tag 10 people. Those who are tagged cannot refuse. And after answering all the 100 question, they have to give the one who tagged them the link. The one who’ve been tagged before don’t have to do it once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;01 Name: Amanda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;02 Sex: Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;03 Email address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="mailto:liloandstitch.cindy93@gmail.com"&gt;xtreme_bep@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;04 Birthdate:5th April 1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;05 Family: My mummie, my daddie and my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;06 Height: 161 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;07 Weight: dunnnooo.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;08 Something good about yourself : U Tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;09 Something bad about yourself: alot lerhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10 Describe your personality in one word: Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11 Celebrities that you like: A lot larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12 Songs you like: read from my fs profile nia larh.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13 Fav. Season: Spring and autumn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14 Game you’re good at: dunno lerh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15 My ideal woman or man : ask me that in urm few years time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16 If you have to choose between same age/older/younger: dunno.. it's between same and older larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17 Your mood right now: happie sad.. like that larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18 What you have in your pocket right now: Empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19 Sleeping out: Hmm... Home sweet home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20 Alcohol tolerance: Drink red wine nia and shandy.. lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;21 Drinking habits: h2o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;22 How old were you the first time you drank: lolx... if alchohol.. can't remember.. if just plain drinking.. since i was borned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;23 When do you want to get married: When I find my Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;24 About my singing: Dun give a damn about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;25 About my dancing: Dance like there's no tomorrow.. comee jenn!! sthum stak sthum stak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;26 Something I want these days: good results.. himmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;27 When you’re home alone: Watching tv, sleeping, online or do what pop in my mind that time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;28 When you’re standing in front of the mirror: camwhore? xD seldomm yoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;29 Clothes you’re wearing right now: quicksilver shirt.. shorts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;30 How much money do you have in your wallet: 20 i think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;31 What you want to buy for your girlfriend/ boyfriend : dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;32 Does height matter to you: ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;33 What song do you sing when you go to sing karaoke: Songs that I can sing but I don't go karaoke. No time. Parents don't let.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;34 What would you do if yo annoy them u had plans with your friend but they never showed up:damnnn.. next day they die adi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;35 What would you do if the person you loved cheated on you: slap him and move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;36 How long will you be able to wait for the person you love: i can wait forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;37 First kiss: Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;38 A feature you feel doesn’t need to be fixed: everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;39 Feature you feel should be fixed: nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;40 People you miss the most right now: Fwens in KL.. Himmm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;41 First love: they call it puppy love.. i guess they'll never noe.. how a young heart really feels.. and why i love u so.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;42 When you cried the most: ermm that other time.. never gonna happen again.. coz i ain't gonna let no one hurt me anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;43 When do you feel you’re grown up: dunno... every year when i blow the candles on my bday cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;44 What you don’t like: alot lerhh.. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;45 When you felt happy: When i'm out with my babes! and with my close close fwens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;46 When you were most flabbergasted: huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;47 Best looking person of the opposite gender you’ve seen so far: Him! =) hearts hearts hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;48 Why aren’t you going out with anyone: lolies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;49 What you feel towards that person: engkau bak lagu dan aku bagai irama.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;50 What would you say to the people actually reading this: urmm.. read and do.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;51 Something you’re most worried about: exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;52 When do you look most weak: Sick. Mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;53 How do you NOT get dumped: dun fall for someone who isn't ready to catch eu.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;54 3 things a person NEEDS: God, family, fwens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;55 Your grades in school: Not consistent. like a rollercoaster. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;56 #1 on your phone: erm.. Speed dial har? voice mails. lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;57 Phone company: Samsung and nokia.. xD! want SE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;58 Phone bill : yeah.. what about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;59 Place you want to go: Heaven. anywhere but here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;60 Favorite TV program: canton dramas.. lolx.. all emo like rayee! xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;61 Movie that pissed you off: golden compass and da vinci..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;62 Movie you watched with most meaning: a walk to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;63 Most recent movie watched: noneee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;64 Movie you want to recommend: Money Not Enough (People say very sad leh... I haven't watch!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;65 If you could become a character inside a movie: lolx.. great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;66 How many net cafes are you a member to: none...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;67 Which do you go to most often: none..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;68 What you feel about this cafe? : NOTHING AND THIS AIN'T NO CAFE.. IT'S MY HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;69 What you want to say to the starter of the cafe?: wtf??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;70 You believe it is okay to marry someone else to save the person that you love: maybe. but i think i'll do anything for the ones i love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;71 What would you do if your parents didn’t bless your decision to get married: depends lorhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;72 Do you think you’re a player: Hell no! i ain't like that cheap bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;73 What time do you wake up: 6 plus a.m. everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;74 When you go to sleep: Depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;75 If someone you met for the first time asked for your number: If I trust that person, yeah, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;76 What would you do if you liked someone at a meeting: urmm.. keep in touch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;77 Celebrity you want to go out with: joeeee *drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;78 How many kids do you want: dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;79 Something you really want to be good at: everything!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;80 What I want to be in 10 years: a better person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 81 Someone you’re jealous of right now: i'm not jealous no i'm not..  no onee.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 82 A word that you use a lot: swts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 83 What I do when I first wake up: get ready and go jog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 84 What would you do if you picked up a million dollars: use lahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 85 What would you do if you became invisible: hmm if i was invisible... wait.. i already am... . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 86 Singer you think is the best singing live: loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 87 Singers you don’t understand why they even sing: dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 88 A kind of man you don’t like: idiots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 89 A kind of woman you don’t like: CHEAP BITCHES... exhibit A. Her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; 90 What would you do if you found someone you love more than the person you’re dating right now: dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;91 What would you feel if you met someone you’ve broken up with: talklike normal.. it's not like we can't be friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 92 Most important possession: everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 93 What you do when you first get online: check fs and blogger. MSN is signed in automatically. Usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 94 What surprised you the most: Stuff that's unexpected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 95 What you do when you can’t fall asleep: usually when i can't sleep, it's cause i'm upset.. so i guess i'll cry myself to sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;  96 What do you think you were in your past life: a tap dancing iguana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 97 If you were to be born again: God's will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 98 What are you going to do after you finish this: do bm ringkasan.. lolx! tuition later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 99 How honest were you: my hips don't lie and so do i! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; 100 What do you want to say: Whoever who came up with this questions shud use dictionary mans.. sentences are left hanging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;newayss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 1) zaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 2)daph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 3)euffie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 4) ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 5) shirley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 6)chel-c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 7)lex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 8)cindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 9)jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; 10)chey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and to all the rest out there who wana do.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;``I Lurve Eu.. always have.. always will.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1140759892144455029?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1140759892144455029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1140759892144455029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1140759892144455029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1140759892144455029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-facts-bout-me.html' title='100 facts bout me.. =)'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-4511015352282084563</id><published>2008-09-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:01:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Way For More Crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn!! life has been GREAT!! Yeaps! with a capital 'G'!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can't wait for our little vacation! planning it everyday mans! packing bags now also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;finally, a stress free holiday! we can all throw our books away and forget about kh, geo and sejarah! Loliess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Neway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;on to the second thing that made my week sooo damnnn great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That Low-life cheap by the roadside also people dun want human is gonna get REJECTED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes Spell it with me.. R-E-J-E-C-T-E-D!! yaayy!! ( I may sound mean here.. but trust me.. if u knew.. u'll agree with me too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happieee happieee! ^_^!!^.^!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i wanna watch money not enuf! rargh..everyone says it's nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wanna watch! wanna watch! wanna watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;seriously bored right now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;haizzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;nid to studyyy alssooo.. exammm nearinggg.. cannot fool around adi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sobs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh Yeahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;wanna wish HAPPIE BELATED BDAY ZA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;well.. sorry post very late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;damn internet at sch lagging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hahaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;B.F.F.L!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Okaiii.. gonna stop here for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;going to go jogging tomorrow morning.. been doing that for the pass week.. lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ohh yeahhh sawww euffie's mum at the park too on thursday! lawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;salute herr mannss.. got alot of stamina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;alwite alwite.. i gotta go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Buhbwaiii! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;``i lurve you.. always have.. always will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-4511015352282084563?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4511015352282084563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=4511015352282084563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4511015352282084563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/4511015352282084563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/09/make-way-for-more-crap.html' title='Make Way For More Crap!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-5130258588684998792</id><published>2008-09-06T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:35:23.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today?.. today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wahhh nice sleep.. suddenly my ringtone came on.. arrrhhh! jen woke me up with a loud "OII! WHERE ARE YOU?? I'M AT PARISH SALE ADI! HURRY UP COME!" .. so, got ready and went to parish sale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;walked around and go see stuff to occupy myself.. didn't work.. coz it turned out quite boring.. left early.. went home and watched dvds all day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;looking forward for the upcoming hols.. don't mind fast forwarding time.. I WANT A LONG BREAK FROM KUCHING! soo sick of this place at the moment.. wanna jump on the next plane to anywhere but here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IWANNAGOHOME! =(!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I Don't care if it means swimming all the way back there and going to boarding sch or something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I JUST WANNA GO HOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haizz.. I'm Officially Homesick!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lost In The Sounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will I Ever Find My Way Back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Will I Be able to get my feet back on the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm wanting the fantasy I once had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;falling into history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a life on replay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;finding the missing piece in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Something more than just a word to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Day By Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;everything is still the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;nothing will make me feel okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;"&gt;until i finally get away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Till then.. i'll be staring out into the night..trying to hide this pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Need to go tuition adi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gotta go.. buhbwaii..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;``I lurve you.. always have.. always will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-5130258588684998792?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5130258588684998792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=5130258588684998792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5130258588684998792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/5130258588684998792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/09/home.html' title='Home..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2643066978880368745</id><published>2008-09-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T20:56:38.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total CRAP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'M DONE WITH THE FIRST SEASON OF GOSSIP GIRLS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yayyy! finish it in less than a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;spent like 10 hours watching it.. but it was sooo addicted.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;now wanna complete o.c season 3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;damn... cikgu mati muda (dirrect bm translation) is starting to get on my nerves again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my gawdd! she soooo ugh! little bit this.. little bit that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mulut so damn celupar arh! ughh.. say bad things bout her student.. dahlah teaching pendidikan moral..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;think she has to learn before she can teach.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;anyway.. forget that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;continue my blabbing over gossip girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;NATE ARCHIBALD IS HAWT!! After he cut his long-ish hair larh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chuck's not bad ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;rarghh! want serena and dan to be together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;want vanessa to be with nate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blair.. (the name nice rite?..  it can just roll off your tongue.. bl-air..blairrr.. be-lairrr) xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ohh yeah.. back to what i was saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blair with chuck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;haizz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;got bm and english essay to finish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;got eng oral paper to finish writing.. (blarghh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;gotta find a way to print the research for debate club before sam chops my head off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;got sej and kh to study!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;hate those two subjects soooo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sej just makes people realise how L-A-M-E malaysia is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;can't even defend the country without the help of british..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;if any total malaysian supporter who take moral nilai : cinta akan negara super seriously who also happens to come across this post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;well urm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u saw.. NOTHING...&lt;br /&gt;*nervous smile ... eheh.. eheh. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2643066978880368745?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2643066978880368745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2643066978880368745' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2643066978880368745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2643066978880368745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/09/total-crap.html' title='Total CRAP!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1735256728345589852</id><published>2008-08-22T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:16:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yay! done watching OC season 2 in 3 days!! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;looking foward for season 3!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;stuck at home today.. finally 'resting'.. but feeling super hyper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wan my donuts!! or my waffles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;been doing crappish stuff the WHOLE DAY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sang The barney song for almost AN HOUR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sang it backwards too! lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;we are happy family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;with a great big hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and a kiss for me to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;won't you say you love me too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you love i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;family happy are we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hug big great a with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;you to me for kiss a and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;too me love you say you won't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's official..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M&lt;/span&gt; FRIGGIN &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;BORED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1735256728345589852?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1735256728345589852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1735256728345589852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1735256728345589852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1735256728345589852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/08/boredom.html' title='Boredom!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1169532261707367670</id><published>2008-08-22T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:17:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Ending . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a story i wrote during the holidays.. was seriously bored.. so yeah.. hope u guys enjoy it.. comment on it okay! =) that's a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hap&lt;/span&gt;py &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;En&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;She lay in bed, eyes staring straight up at the ceiling. Her eyes hurt from the crying she had been doing all night. Her throat was dry, and when she swallowed, it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandfather’s clock downstairs chimed eight times. It was eight in the morning. Time to wake up, she thought dully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right on cue, her mother burst into the room, resplendent in a sunny yellow dress. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Natalie. Time to wake up.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie stared at her mother angrily as her mother took in her tear-streaked face. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Oh, stop the nonsense, Natalie. Today is your happy day. Wash your face, get ready and then come down,”&lt;/span&gt; her mother said crossly and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minutes ticked by. Natalie mechanically stood up and headed to the bathroom. When she was clean and pretty, she went downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mansion she lived in was a state of flurried activity. Maids scuttled past her, dusting, cleaning, decorating, preparing food doing all sorts of rubbish. Pure rubbish, she said resentfully to herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cousin Cameron appeared. Cameron and Natalie had been close ever since they were children, and Cameron knew how Natalie felt about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Oh, Natalie. I’m sorry,”&lt;/span&gt; Cameron whispered, pulling Natalie in for a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie remained motionless. She couldn’t even cry anymore. Her energy sent. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Chin up. Natalie. I know it’s hard but you’re strong,” &lt;/span&gt;Cameron said encouragingly to Natalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time whipped past them, and before Natalie knew it, it was noon. It was twelve o’clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“Natalie! Where are you? The hairdresser and the make up artist are here.”&lt;/span&gt; shrieked Natalie’s mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie allowed herself to be led into a small room. As the hairdresser artfully twisted her hair into curls, she heard someone come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned, expecting to see Cameron. But-no-it wasn’t – it was – &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“Dawson,”&lt;/span&gt; she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairdresser and the make up artist stared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Is he supposed to be here?”&lt;/span&gt; asked the hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie ignored them. She ran to Dawson and hugged him tightly, tears running down her face streaking her face with mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“I don’t want to do this.”&lt;/span&gt; Natalie wailed, clutching into Dawson, her fingernails digging tightly into his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawson stroked her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Shh, shh. It’s all right-“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“It’s not alright. I don’t want to marry him. I want you!”&lt;/span&gt; Natalie screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opened suddenly and Natalie’s mother appeared, livid. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“get out here, you disgusting idiot!”&lt;/span&gt; she yelled at Dawson. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“ No! I want him here!”&lt;/span&gt; screamed Natalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men appeared and began dragging Dawson out. Natalie turned her face to her mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“I HATE YOU!”&lt;/span&gt; She screamed bitterly, resentment boiling over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“You stupid child! You don’t know anything! You think what you have with Dawson is love? In two or three years all your so-called passionate feeling would have disappeared and Dawson will be cheating on you with a maid,”&lt;/span&gt; her mother said disdainfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In half an hour, Natalie’s face was painted, her hair coiffed, her heart stoned. Cameron came into the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Natalie, be brave,”&lt;/span&gt; she said, hugging her cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie felt Cameron slip a parcel into her hand. She tried to see what it was but Cameron restrained her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“Before the ceremony, when you’re alone, see what it is. If you need to use it, so be it. Remember, I love you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the church, organ music was played as Natalie glided down the aisle, clad in a stunning gown of pure white. The train to her frothy skirt trailed behind her, as she walked gracefully towards the altar, one gloved hand holding her skirt to make sure she didn’t trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She faced her future husband, James, and she smiled serenely at him. James smiled back at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She almost felt sad for James. She knew James loved her, but try as she might, she couldn’t conjure up any feelings for James. She belonged to Dawson, her wonderful Dawson who was too poor for her mother to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She realized the minister talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“Do you, James Johnathan, accept Natalie Ann to be your lawfully wedded wife?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“I do&lt;/span&gt;, James said beaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“And do you, Natalie Ann, accept James Johnathan to be your lawfully wedded husband?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie let go her skirt, her gloved hand finally revealing what she had been concealing in the satin layers of her skirt. The audience gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;“No, I do not.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie strode down the aisle, people around her looking terrified as she held Cameron’s present firmly in two hands. She reached Dawson, who was at the back row. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;“Do you want to do this?”&lt;/span&gt; she asked Dawson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawson stared at her intensely, and nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;“It’s the only way to be together.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie turned her head to look at Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;“Thank you, Cameron. I love you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one quick moment, she pulled the trigger and Dawson’s head exploded. Blood spattered all over the pews, people shrieking in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie pressed her lips against Dawson’s, and then turned around, facing the horrified audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressing the pistol to her temple, she pulled the trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was the most beautiful pain she had ever lived to feel for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;‘This is my happy ending.’&lt;/span&gt; She whispered as she took in her last breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1169532261707367670?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1169532261707367670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1169532261707367670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1169532261707367670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1169532261707367670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-happy-ending.html' title='My Happy Ending . . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7477411501548858836</id><published>2008-08-21T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:30:19.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged By Zaza And Daph</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. How do you pronounce your name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ a-man-duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ terence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Who was the last person who really had make you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ my fwenz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. Do you think your last ex deserves to die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ dun have an ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you hung out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ church fwenz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person you talked to in person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ my sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Who was your last missed call on your cell phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ jen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9. Do you drink tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeapss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;10. Are you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeahh! =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;11. Is your room clean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yups.. just cleaned it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Has anyone got on your nerves lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~  yeah.. but it's alright.. nobody's perfect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you saw and with who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ long khong 2.. my silly babes and friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;14. Do you watch a lot of tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~  depends.. haha..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ shirt and shorts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you even dye your hair blonde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ nawps.. dunnn wann..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Last night, did you go to sleep smiling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ dunno.. was dan exhausted.. slept at 2:30+ a.m.. woke up around 7..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeahh..=) missing camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;19. Are you talking to anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ it's 1:16 am.. so urm.. no.. told my peeps that i'm watching o.c.. dun wanna be disturbed..haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;20. Do you have friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeahh! love my fwens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;21. Last message and comment on friendster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ message dunno..never check.. comment from cindy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;22. Status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ better in time - leona lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who's the last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ aunty susan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Anything bad happened today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ nawps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;26. Currently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ doing this and researching for debate club meeting in a few hours from now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;27. What is the closest thing to you that is pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ my pencil case..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;28. Is there a secret you never told your bestfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ can't remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you like to read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ yeah.. but depends on the book.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you keep memories or try to forget them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;~ depends.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7839172028387770439-7477411501548858836?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7477411501548858836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7477411501548858836' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7477411501548858836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7477411501548858836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged-by-zaza-and-daph.html' title='Tagged By Zaza And Daph'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8652703634421100363</id><published>2008-07-21T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:03:48.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gotta Find You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every time I think I'm closer to the heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Of what it means to know just who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I think I've finally found a better place to start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;But no one ever seems to understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I need to try to get to where you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Could it be, you're not that far* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're the remedy I'm searching hard to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; To fix the puzzle that I see inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Painting all my dreams the color of your smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I find you it will be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been feeling lost, can't find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Spending all my time, stuck in yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Where you are is where I wanna be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, next to you... and you next to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh, I need to find you.... yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're the voice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hear in side my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The reason that I'm singin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; I need to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I gotta find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; You're the missing piece I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt; The song inside of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I need to find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I gotta find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;super love joe jonas!!! lurve this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-8652703634421100363?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8652703634421100363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=8652703634421100363' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8652703634421100363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/8652703634421100363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-gotta-find-you.html' title='I Gotta Find You'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1772285105360723144</id><published>2008-07-21T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:41:06.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My saturday and sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the pressure's rising! heart's pumping faster! getting cold sweat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;CONCERT NEARING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Haizz.. so tired and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;since sat.. i haven't gotten enough sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;morning had full rehearsel again! sienezz! practise sooo much.. can practically play with our eyes closed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went there quite late. reached about 8:30 when i was suppose to be there by 8:00..(puntual much! xD!) then went and fool around with lyndia, my senior as usual.. muahaha.. then went and practise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;they're having the 3 twins to emcee the whole concert with assistance of aishah..(also known as DS).. Ds is super funny! made us laugh through the whole rehearsel.. bla bla bla .. soon after that rehearsel finished.. mdm teh announce some crap about MORE PRACTISES next week.. the tradisional group got their outfits! super nicee.. lurve the blue outfit.. ahaha.. the yellow one reminds me of DiGi's yellow man! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after that i kept my instrument and fooled around with senior again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mannnn gonna miss hanging with her after the concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.. then yeah.. i went out.. and was about to ask my sis to pick me up.. when i bumped into abby and phoebe raj.. lolz told them that i can't go for marian thomian debate.. felt very lazy already.. then they pursuaded me to go.. and said that they would chia me lunch.. ahaha.. Who can say No to FREE lunch rite?? Haha.. i felt bad anyway.. for changing my plans last minute.. so i stayed back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;we had a GREAT club meeting.. and we actually debated.. the motion was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"this house should ban organ transplant"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sam's group was pro and we Noobs were con.. ahaha.. sasha sat at the hot seat.. so yeahh she did most of the talking.. i wasn't really paying attention towards the middle part of the debate.. (was msging actually and was about to fall asleep).. then sasha's father came to pick her up.. so yeah.. she has to get up of the hot seat.. and well we're not allowed to leave unoccupied for more than 15 secs.. when sasha got up.. we (as in the cons) actually had our own little debate about who should sit on the hot seat next..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;it ended fast, coz alex pushed me on to the chair so i had no choice.. i sat there acting blur.. super kantoi didn't pay attention! and i crap .. i didn't realize that watever i said was actually helping pro and actually proving con wrong.. super kantoi.. i tagged to my other team member and left the hot seat.. ahaha.. where i continued NOT  really paying attention.. can't blame myselft.. i was super sleepy,, and msging was the only way to keep me awake! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;debate finished at 2:15.. in the end no one lost or won coz paul had to leave early.. then went back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after that i went home and rushed to the toilet.. i showered and left for raye's hse.. watched KUNG FU PANDA!!! ^.^.. Hehe.. fat is good for health man! fat can destroy evil!! ahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ajaran sesat! =.=.. then went for tuition.. did the stupid exam.. crapped and laughed my heart out there too.. left early coz had to go for yuf leader's meeting.. i sempat go check the score board before i left pbk.. sooooo happy!! i got 98 out of 200++ haha.. my first exam ain't that bad eyy.. ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went meeting.. had sooo much food man! aunty bee kiaw's a GREAT.. G-R-E-A-T Cook!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;we had choco chese cake for desert and pudding and jelly and siaw bee.. ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after kelvin shared... keith and ern ern played football on the ps together.. keith super kiasu man.. ern ern was actually winning!! (btw.. people out there.. ern ern is only 10.. keith's 16! ROFL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;AFTER Meeting.. we went for supper.. combining with the young adults.. bla bla bla.. sat there like dong nia.. super sleeepyyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then went home and sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;NEXT Morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;woke up at 7:30.. zzzZZzz.. went to church.. had laksa before that.. chia my sis.. ahaha..^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then had kids church.. it was much much more fun today! i bet the kidz had fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kidz church ended around 12:00.. we had evaluation.. then lunch.. hehe roasted chicken was tooo much man! uncle ah lek bought 8 WHOLE CHICKEN!! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went gift shopping after that.. while waiting for shirely to finish her expensive facial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hahaha..raye, sharon and i crapped and crapped.. joel was sitting there talking to himself and fooling around.. lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;went back to raye's hse after that.. play and gossip with shirely and sharon.. hehe..=D!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;raye taught me mathss.. i feel smarter now! thanx raye! got bored with maths.. so raye,sharon and i went down to watch white chicks and get a bite to eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after eating.. i helped raye and aunty siaw hung to collect the papayas.. got bitten by alot of mosquitoes man!!! rargh.. lack of blood...continued watching white chicks then i went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;when i reached home, went straight to bed to sleep.. ahaha.. got up in one hr's time then rushed to baddie training. was late adi.. dun wan coach to pancung my palak.. xD.. serene went late also..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;the whole time during shadow, serene was telling me how emo i look.. super swt much! i was tired larhh.. not emo.. then i went to stroke with serene.. next to timothy and dawson.. i was actually texting and stroking! and my shots weren't sucky at all.. i played quite well actually..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;then tim looked at me and said.." wahh ! keng lahh uu..  *salute *" was like swttttt!! =.=..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after that we played with tim and dawson.. lost.. haha.. wasn't serious.. they weren't taking us seriously also.. haha.. so we ended up playing like crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;after that played more games.. then went home.. jie jie cooked spaghetti today! yumzz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha.. today was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;monday got fitting and rehearsel!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope i'll survive this whole week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and wish me luck for the concert!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;buhbwaii~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;god bless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope u enjoyed reading this crap.. =).. xD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1772285105360723144?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1772285105360723144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1772285105360723144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1772285105360723144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1772285105360723144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-saturday-and-sunday.html' title='My saturday and sunday!'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2399961211524108327</id><published>2008-05-29T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:41:26.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always be my baby . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Super Hearts This Song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love the version sung by david cook! eventhough he's a daughtry wanna be.. he's still rawkss!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were as one, babe&lt;br /&gt;For a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;br /&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to be free, yeah&lt;br /&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know in my heart, babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never die, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I ain't gonna cry, no&lt;br /&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;If you're determined to leave, girl&lt;br /&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;But inevitably,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know in your heart, babe&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know that you'll be back, girl&lt;br /&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll be right back, baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, believe me, it's only a matter of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't you know you can't escape me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;And we'll linger on&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my, my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(You'll always be a part of me)&lt;br /&gt;You will always be&lt;br /&gt;(I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;br /&gt;(Girl, don't you know you can't escape me)&lt;br /&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;(And we'll linger on)&lt;br /&gt;We will linger on&lt;br /&gt;(Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;br /&gt;(No way, you're never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a l w a y s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;b e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;m y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;b a b i e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;= )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;DAVID COOK WON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA! YAYY!! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2399961211524108327?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2399961211524108327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2399961211524108327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2399961211524108327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2399961211524108327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/05/always-be-my-babie-3.html' title='always be my baby . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3636434417663270762</id><published>2008-05-02T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:05:58.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops On My Guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lately.. Teardrops on my guitar keeps playing everywhere i go.. it's either on the radio when i cun cun on it or a complete stranger who is standing or sitting next to me would on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;can't avoid this song no more.. even if i try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh 'cause It's so damn funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We can't be together tonight, and trust me.. it hurts.. I love you more than u noe and can't be expressed in words.." " I need you like a heart needs a beat.. but it's nothing new.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'll won't mind faking this smile everyday just to see you happy.. that's the truth"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Our Heart Beat is like two flutes playing the same simple melody.." "You're the song i can't get out of my head.. it's like a drug.. that i'm addicted to.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Just the sight of you leaves me breathless.." "you really like him don't u?.." " i don't like him.. I LOVE him.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Till then i will never know..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whether i should stay or i should go..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there's only one thing i can do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hold on to this broken dream that won't come true.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The Only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Being here without you is like putting my head underwater and trying to breathe easy.." " A day may seem like forever without u by me.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Relationships are just like platforms at the railway station..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;someone leaves and someone comes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my heart is a bus stop wtih "waiting" written on it.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3636434417663270762?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3636434417663270762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3636434417663270762' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3636434417663270762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3636434417663270762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/05/teardrops-on-my-guitar.html' title='Teardrops On My Guitar'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2747186324515755988</id><published>2008-04-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:55:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do But I Don't . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Another poem i wrote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I Do But I Don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Does my heart still skip a beat when i hear your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Should i just burn that picture of you in my frame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Feelings of confusion from the bottom of this heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love you but I don't love you, How can you tell them apart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The realisation of how fast time flies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The truth hidden behind these lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My love for you was so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Why did it all go wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What am i suppose to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Broken promises you've left me till this day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But yet you will never know how i felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Every smile you gave me made my heart melt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Till then i will never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whether i should stay or i should go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There's only one thing i can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hold on to this broken dream that won't come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- EnD -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha.. Comment on it ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kinda sucky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lalala.. -_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2747186324515755988?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2747186324515755988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2747186324515755988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2747186324515755988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2747186324515755988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-do-but-i-dont.html' title='I Do But I Don&apos;t . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-3045732110317172718</id><published>2008-04-24T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T17:47:16.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions Of A Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've been writting alot of poems recently.. don't know why.. but yeah.. i'm addicted to poem writting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;school life's getting really tiring..so i wrote a poem to express what i feel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Confessions Of A Broken Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm not sure if i can make it through the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm sick and Tired of the fake smiles that didn't take the pain away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm fed up of the untrue remarks that come my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Seems that my world is turning to shades of grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's not like I have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I speak out but u refuse to hear my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Your hurtful words made my heart feel like it's pierced by a needle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I don't know what to do, I'm just caught in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Why can't u give me a break?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;leave me alone for heaven's sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I have to bear this pain as long as i'm awake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Because happiness in my life is what you're trying to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Would u just listen to the cry of my soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're really tearing me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't know if you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is a confession of a broken heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- eNd -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kinda sucky.. but it's what i'm feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haizz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3045732110317172718?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-9217920978514449256</id><published>2008-03-31T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:15:29.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Scars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is to the one person who made me feel so together but so broken up inside. (Yes, You Know Who U Are) This is for the person i trusted so much. But all she did was use me, manipulated me and hurt me! I'm Sick of Her. I'm Tired of her treating me like a dog where she can just release everything on and treat like shit. I'm also sick of trying to help her coz she never listens! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But Guess what?  You Can Go On and do whatever You Want! But When You Get Hurt! Just Don't Come Running Back To Me! I Ain't Gonna Be Here Anymore! I'm Gonna Move On! Don't Blame Me For Ignoring You.. It's Just All I Can Do Now.. And It's About Time i did something for myself. not always caring bout What u freaking Feel.. coz u've NEVER cared bout me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm pissed 'caues you came around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why don't just go home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause you channel all your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're making me insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I can say is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Against my own advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I saw you going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But you never realized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But at least I could say I tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I tear my open, I sew myself shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;These scars that's in me is never going away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't u dare think everything will be the same.. coz it's not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm never gonna forgive u for what u've done to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll never forget too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just Get Lost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-9217920978514449256?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/9217920978514449256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=9217920978514449256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9217920978514449256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/9217920978514449256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-scars.html' title='My Scars'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-6390849108325980911</id><published>2008-03-19T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:17:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can’t waste time so give it a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I re&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;lize nothings broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;No need to worry about everything I’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don’t look back got a new direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You’re still a part of everything I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;You’re on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I’ll always have you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A new Beginning.. A fresh Start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;kinda feels good to finally get my feet back on the ground..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Used to think letting go and moving on will hurt alot.. but i guess i stand corrected.. It hurt ABIT at first.. then It eventually made me feel much better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not saying that i enjoy having these kind of problems in my life.. but sometimes eventhough these problems may cause you to have WHITE HAIRS (Which i ACCIDENTALLY pulled off.=S 10 hairs will grow in it's place? well it's an experiment i'm doing) , but it also makes u stronger.. makes you better than who you were yesterday.. or as some people would put it..it'll make you 'a better man' well in my case it's 'a better WOman'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I Can't deny the fact that i still miss what i left behind.. but i can't turn back now can i? I've Got a new Direction.. So I Gotta be strong and keep going foward..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SooOOOoo... 2008.. Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm Happy Everything's turning out great for Serene and I.. Guess 2008 isn't that bad after all eh? Actually I Gotta Thank Serene And Megan! They've always been there to help me (even in the middle of the night) and i really appreciate that.. I Also wanna thank my other buddies who's been there for me along the way.. Thanks for all the encouraging words and advices.. u kinda made me who i am today!I Really Really Thank You Guys! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Other Than That, School's also falling in place.. (at least i think it is O_o) haha.. I Gotta work harder and Study harder for the next exam.. Not Much Spare time right now.. busy with bintulu.. think after this competition.. i'm gonna retire from badminton for a while.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Church? Well Kinda been far away from God for a while.. I wanna take time after the competition to patch everything up again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wanna be a good example to follow.. not a bad one.. hope people won't simply judge just for the sake of judging.. Like the saying goes.. 'DON'T judge a book by it's cover'.. who knows, i might supprise you..-_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Life's gonna be different! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;That I Can Guarantee.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thanx for reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope you enjoyed it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;leave a comment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;GOD BLESS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Have a nice day~! ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-6390849108325980911?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6390849108325980911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=6390849108325980911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6390849108325980911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/6390849108325980911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/03/beginning.html' title='The Beginning . .'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-2947498221367393907</id><published>2008-03-12T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:32:20.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I ain't gonna pretend i'm okay.. honestly i'm not really sure what i feel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But I'll Keep believing that there's something better installed for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;like a wise friend said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;" In order to see a rainbow, we must first endure some rain. Keep Trusting God and the skies witll begin to clear.. and we need to stop hoping for sunshine and instead see the beauty of rain. If God brings us to it, he'll bring us through it "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Guess i gotta Let It go even if i don't want to. life is not always fair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i can't always have what i want.. I'm gonna Live each day with a smile on my face and i'm not gonna regret anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;life's about learning.. guess i gotta learn this too.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm Gonna Change.. Things Are Gonna Be Different Now On..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've Got Great People Backing me up.. i'm gonna get through this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ps:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-2947498221367393907?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2947498221367393907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=2947498221367393907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2947498221367393907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/2947498221367393907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/03/over-you.html' title='Over You..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-1394591422319767260</id><published>2008-01-12T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T17:56:55.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Waking up I see that everything is ok&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so great&lt;br /&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;br /&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a place so safe, not a single tear&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so clear&lt;br /&gt;Feel calm I belong, I'm so happy here&lt;br /&gt;It's so strong and now I let myself be sincere&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect, please don't go away, I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it, don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the state of bliss you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;It's the state of bliss you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you want to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant (It makes you want to cry)&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away 'cause I need you now and I'll hold on to it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;(It's so beautiful it makes you want to cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant (It's so beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it will stay (It's so beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;I need you now and I'll hold on to it (It makes me want to cry)&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-1394591422319767260?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1394591422319767260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=1394591422319767260' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1394591422319767260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/1394591422319767260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/01/innocence.html' title='Innocence..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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I don't think so anymore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Past few days..when i'm alone..this thought crosses my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter? i don't think so anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Kinda Tired of this feeling.. It's like i'm holding on the a dream that won't come true.. or like one of my friend whould put it..chasing a dream that was never there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well during the past few siviks periods, we've been learning about this refleksi diri thingie..&lt;br /&gt;and well everyone has to write an essay about their own achievements.. well.. i thought of everything.. and my mind like when out of the topic..and i started thinking about what happened.. not my achievements..but what i've been doing everyday and all that..&lt;br /&gt;I know that some people haven't been completely truthful with me.. And I don't know if i can trust what they say anymore.. everyday i'm loosing my faith in them.. sooner or later i'm gonna give up and just leave them (Feels like it's gonna happen very soon)..&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of listening to lies.. the worst thing is they just won't admit it!&lt;br /&gt;they think telling me the truth would hurt me..&lt;br /&gt;But hey!&lt;br /&gt;The Truth Hurts!! But your lies are KILLING ME!&lt;br /&gt;which is better? the lie that may cause a smile? or the truth that may cause a tear?&lt;br /&gt;Don't They Get It?!?! Lying would just hurt me MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very fed up with life.. what's the use if i just stay here suffering like this.. i'm still not okay.. i'm still the same.. and nothing has changed.. i've done all i could.. but i can't change what i feel.. kinda sick of this feeling.. giving up soon.. and i don't know how to explain this feeling.. it's just sooo hard.. i'm suffering alot from this.. it's really tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls Listen to what i'm feeling..&lt;br /&gt;thanx to the readers who read..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-3334968768447576607?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3334968768447576607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=3334968768447576607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3334968768447576607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/3334968768447576607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-it-matter-i-dont-think-so-anymore.html' title='Does it matter? I don&apos;t think so anymore..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-7092376537916934636</id><published>2008-01-10T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:24:16.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Tears..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;My trip back to West Malaysia Wasn't exactly the 'Holiday' that anyone would ever want..&lt;br /&gt;In fact..it didn't feel like a holiday at all.. it felt like living hell..&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my trip to KL, I admit. I've totally changed. Not in a good way..but a bad one..this really sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I notice that i tend to feel like being alone alottt and i think too much!! (believe me on that)&lt;br /&gt;Well like most people would put it.. i've become 'Emo'..&lt;br /&gt;i'm not saying that Emo is a bad thing..But it's just that this new me is VERY..and i repeat VERY different from what i used to be..&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not the cheerful me anymore.. I'm not who i used to be.. I Can't concerntrate..i can't do anything.. those things that used to matter to me just don't matter anymore.. it feels like i'm giving up.. part of me is telling me to get up and go..the other part is just saying no to everything.. i don't know.. i'm feeling alot of emotions all at once.. i'm really confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's coz of everything that happened during my trip to KL and when i got back.. it wasn't really the " hello!! welcome back!" that i was expecting.. It turned out to be something worst..it made me feel like i shud catch a flight back to KL and coming back to Kuching was a bad idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i ain't really over what happened.. and honestly i feel really hurt inside.. even though i put on a smile on my face and joke around.. there's just that cut deep within me.. that never seems to recover..I've lost my appetite to eat..( I'm NOT having that anorexia dieases).. all i want to do is stay in my rome alone.. i don't have anything to say to anyone anymore..so i tend to be really really quiet when i'm around anyone ( which is SOOO not like me at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, alot of my friends think i'm distracted and all..its just that somethings are really hard to forget..even if i hear advices asking me to not care or to just let it go.. i just can't.. i've tried..but i can't.. i wasn't prepared for all these things that i'm going through..i can't bare this anymore.. this is just too heavy.. I'm really really tired with life.. and this tired feeling is not something that u can just go to sleep and wake up refresh..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.. I Just feel that no one is paying any attention to what i'm going through..&lt;br /&gt;I need someone here by me as i go through this.. someone to catch me when i fall..and help me up..not someone telling me it's ok when i already know it's not..&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down.. and i don't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing this post in hope that anyone out there will listen to what i'm feeling deep down inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``Buhbwaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7839172028387770439-7092376537916934636?l=pwinkpanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7092376537916934636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7839172028387770439&amp;postID=7092376537916934636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7092376537916934636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7839172028387770439/posts/default/7092376537916934636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwinkpanda.blogspot.com/2008/01/silent-tears.html' title='Silent Tears..'/><author><name>Pwink Panda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00083123180148184762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qLYVnW57HXM/SIw6nvhcQOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/l56Dtp_MIJ8/S220/manda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7839172028387770439.post-8167518712749278922</id><published>2007-11-22T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:43:48.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Tale life Ain't For Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I was just a little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My momma used to tuck me into bed and she read me a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It always was about a Princess in distress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be like Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For a handsome prince to come and save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;f
