<?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-18678349</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:22:18.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asphyxiating</title><subtitle type='html'>Verb
Inflected forms: as·phyx·i·at·ed, as·phyx·i·at·ing, as·phyx·i·ates
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tr. To cause asphyxia in; smother.
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To undergo asphyxia; suffocate.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7151452183441384251</id><published>2007-06-09T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:23:43.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relocated...</title><content type='html'>...in case you don't know. Relink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://estrango.wordpress.com"&gt;http://estrango.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO, Bernie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7151452183441384251?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7151452183441384251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7151452183441384251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7151452183441384251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7151452183441384251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/06/relocated.html' title='Relocated...'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7975284045116066430</id><published>2007-03-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T02:42:34.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Byebye blogspot.</title><content type='html'>Not enough sleep + hurt right wrist (I can't even slice an orange properly lah damnit) + no brekkie + 1st training in A MONTH = a very very off-form and frustrated Bernie during training today. I swear I was so close to tears due to exhaustion. Am really unfit after not training excessively for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad just came to my room to weigh himself again. He's 89 now. Was 100+ last December. That's so amazing it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Johnson's Always Together is currently on repeat in my player. Love the lyrics and haha it's such a soothing song! So much that sometimes it puts me to sleep and that's a feat considering how hard it is for me to fall into slumber lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Barker yesterday when I saw MC's mom! ZOMGG she was standing just a few feet away from me. I didn't dare to look at her for too long just in case she recognises me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoe just told me Natalie scored 6 points for Os. After deducting all the bonus points, she's about a two pointer. Guess where she went. Guess guess guess guess guess!...&lt;br /&gt;...NYP. Like wtf her L1R4 is effectively about 1 point and she goes to a poly. We were saying that it's really cos of people like her that some of us can't make it to a poly. Bleugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a lecture from Dad yesterday. And Mom, just in case you're reading this, I REALLY WAS AT NEWTON LAST NIGHT ALRIGHT. It irks me when I'm speaking the truth but you think I'm lying. I don't even club omg why would you think I was clubbing. Sooo many teens now visit those sort of places and I DON'T. When was the last time I lied to you guys? And be glad that I accept that I can never ever stayover at a chalet/friend's place, no matter what occasion it is. Some other kids would get soooo mad, God knows what they'll do. Grrr if I blogged about this right after the lecture, trust me there'd be a whole lot here. Like how you guys expect me to do better than my bros. As if that's not some form of pressure. And I've always thought you guys were the most understanding and best set of parents ever. Don't let this view of mine change. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about yesterday in my new blog. Haha yes I've moved! If you're smart enough you'd be going to my friendster profile. Hahaha TC all esp to those anons who view my blog! If you want to know my new blog addy, just drop me a comment with your email yeah. (cos non-friends can't view my friendster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, byebye blogspot! You've been an amazing companion for the last 4 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7975284045116066430?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7975284045116066430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7975284045116066430&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7975284045116066430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7975284045116066430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/byebye-blogspot.html' title='Byebye blogspot.'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5361414502887173734</id><published>2007-03-09T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T11:33:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, realize that the girl holding onto you,&lt;br /&gt;is PERFECT in her own special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she laughs,&lt;br /&gt;The way she sleeps,&lt;br /&gt;The way she loves you,&lt;br /&gt;The way she tries to please you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can always get up and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;getting someone else who can love her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you know,&lt;br /&gt;there is someone out there wooing her already,&lt;br /&gt;but she is rejecting&lt;br /&gt;a maybe perfect love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might also be someone out there,&lt;br /&gt;who is willing to love her more than&lt;br /&gt;you are loving her now,&lt;br /&gt;fufill her every need and love her&lt;br /&gt;as much as she loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand that,&lt;br /&gt;She loves you not because you are&lt;br /&gt;good looking,&lt;br /&gt;have money,&lt;br /&gt;buy her things,&lt;br /&gt;make her parents happy,&lt;br /&gt;or that you have a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves you for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Your every touch, every word you say,&lt;br /&gt;everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,&lt;br /&gt;Cherish and appreciate your girl.&lt;br /&gt;Don't break her fragile heart.&lt;br /&gt;She is the only one who can love you that way.&lt;br /&gt;You won't wanna regret letting go of&lt;br /&gt;that special girl you have.&lt;br /&gt;For everything she has done for you.&lt;br /&gt;the least you can do is to give her&lt;br /&gt;unconditional love&lt;br /&gt;as she has given to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5361414502887173734?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5361414502887173734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5361414502887173734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5361414502887173734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5361414502887173734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/guys-realize-that-girl-holding-onto-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4935574948467418295</id><published>2007-03-08T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:03:20.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="2" style="background: #000000;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="width: 200px; background: #000000; color: #ffffff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disorder&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th style="width: 120px; background: #000000; color: #ffffff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Score&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/major_depression.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Major Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/dysthymia.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Dysthymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Slight-Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/bipolar.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Bipolar Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/cyclothymia.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Cyclothymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Extremely High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/sad.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;High-Moderate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/postpartum.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Postpartum Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;N/A&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Take the Depression Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4935574948467418295?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4935574948467418295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4935574948467418295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4935574948467418295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4935574948467418295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/disorder-your-score-major-depression.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1675078842461792880</id><published>2007-03-08T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T05:39:28.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok let me explain. I went to take a little nap at twelve-thirty in the afternoon. The nap turned out to be one hellava nap cos I woke up at 8pm. Sigh. Gotta do kowtows to my biological clock. Beg it to go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad went to check St Francis and MDIS out today. Wasn't very impressed by both. He's going to go check out more private schools tomorrow. Yay I love Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ordered macdonalds. Hahahaha damnit :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1675078842461792880?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1675078842461792880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1675078842461792880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1675078842461792880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1675078842461792880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-let-me-explain.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2895627098513854259</id><published>2007-03-07T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T09:54:52.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAAAA you have no idea how happy I am right now. Reason: My biological clock is back to normal! Went to bed at around 9++ close to 10pm last night and I just woke up! Success! Now, why can't my diets be as successful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I did a whole lot of things yesterday. Was out the whole day. And I didn't get any sleep the night before so that's how I managed to go to bed at 9+ last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Nic at Potong Pasir MRT at 9:30AM. She was like 30 minutes late... :( but that's ok I guess. Not really fussy about latecomers unless I'm in a bad mood. After that, we headed to HM's condominium to swim. I swear, I was being sucha noob in the pool. Haven't swam for ages. We headed to the sauna before showering. I couldn't stand the heat; kept wanting to go out and HM was restriciting me to do so :( so I had to get burnt there and now I have patches of burnt skin all over my body JUST KIDDING hahahahaha am kinda glad I did so it's actually quite alright once you stay inside there for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Plaza Sing with Nic after that. Had SUBWAY! Cold cut trioooo. And I finally tried their cookies! Not really crazy over it. Am wondering why sooo many people (like Adam and Cheryl) loves it so much. Shopped around, didn't manage to get anything except a black t-shirt from Outfitter. Nic got a tube from Dorothy Perkins though. She loves it sooo much was beaming the entire time after that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to Braun Buffel at Meritus Mandarin. And I finally bought this wallet I had my eyes on since last December. The price increased slightly since last Dec though but I bought it anyway. It's so gorgeous! Hahahaha amg I'm admiring it now as I type all this down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the usual shop around town. Bought a pair of peep-toe flats. Cos it fits me. HAHA it's so hard to buy shoes for me cos I have really big feet. So usually when I find something I really like which fits me I'll buy it without hesitation :D still doesn't result in many pairs of shoes though. Like what Sya once said, really envy those girls who can walk into a shoeshop and take this shoe off display, try it on, and ask the salesperson for one size bigger/smaller whereas we have to ask for their biggest size HAHAHA amg :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find this top I want. Many shop assistants told me it was all over Far East &lt;em&gt;last year.&lt;/em&gt; Gee thanks but I want it NOW. Guess I have to find it online or something then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went off to Ikea to meet my mom and bro at around 6. I reached there at 8. Don't ask. Went to shop for loads of stuff. We need a new bed (cos Grandma's coming over to stay during the weekend!), a new wardrobe for me (everyone agreed that I need a bigger wardrobe. HAHA do the math figure out what that means), a full length mirror and a new shoe rack. But basically, we were noting down the measurements of EVERYTHING we were interested in LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner there after that. Was my first time dining at Ikea. Aye don't laugh :( Finally had the meatballs! Couldn't finish it but it was really good. Had chicken wings as well. It's... Pretty normal. &lt;s&gt;And I realised I tried the poached salmon before when someone had it takeaway and the packaging + presentation looked so familiar to me. It was when...&lt;/s&gt; Argh forget it ask me if you want. Shall not think about it. Bought hot dogs for Dad and bro and cabbed home after that cos Mom was expecting a call from a pastor at 9 and it was already close to 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down to St. Francis tomorrow with Mom. Really wonder if they'll accept a student when one term is already over. Highly doubt so. Fingers crossed though. Wish me all the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee I took an hour to type this down :l Going to practice some emath today! You're currently reading a future 6-pointer's blog yo :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2895627098513854259?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2895627098513854259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2895627098513854259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2895627098513854259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2895627098513854259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/haaaa-you-have-no-idea-how-happy-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3970611748281842879</id><published>2007-03-06T06:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T06:28:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am doing sit-ups and crunches in my room at 6:30AM. Still gotta go meet Nicole at 9:30AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3970611748281842879?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3970611748281842879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3970611748281842879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3970611748281842879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3970611748281842879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/am-doing-sit-ups-and-crunches-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8382012079523451714</id><published>2007-03-06T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T04:18:29.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the song Be With You is still, obviously, stuck in my head. For some reason. And honestly, I'd really loveeee it if someone sends me the song Be With You/Rhythm Divine/Escape on MSN. I can't seem to find it anywhere... All by Enrique Iglesias. Ping me if you have them alright ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I know you love the teletubbies version of Candy Shop (view post before this if you don't know what I'm talking about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. I'm moving my blog! It's still under construction so till then I'll still be blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm still having trouble with my internal body clock. Frowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the postings of JAE doesn't really bother me. Cos I already know the outcome of my application... Dang. Will be going down to SFM someday this week with hopefully Mom. Haven't asked her yet though. Yeah but I know people like Kai would really like me to study there. Cos it's so near HCI hahahahaa we can go down to Island Creamery or something to study together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say today. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I can't sleep and i'm up all night&lt;br /&gt;Through these tears I try to smile&lt;br /&gt;I know the touch of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Can save my life&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;Come to me now&lt;br /&gt;I got to be with you some how&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;This was how I really felt on Saturday but you wouldn't know/care, would you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8382012079523451714?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8382012079523451714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8382012079523451714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8382012079523451714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8382012079523451714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-sleep-and-im-up-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5216406946548814457</id><published>2007-03-05T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T04:49:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTCQA_SPf-U"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTCQA_SPf-U" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5216406946548814457?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5216406946548814457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5216406946548814457&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5216406946548814457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5216406946548814457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/snap-ya-fingers.html' title='Candy Shop'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8450805883241613617</id><published>2007-03-04T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T02:03:18.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/94764RC6hDQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/94764RC6hDQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enrique Iglesias. Was a really big fan of his when I was young. Primary school. Can't remember exactly when but it was when I heard his single, Rhythm Divine. Fantastic song as well. Yeah so I was in the showers and suddenly just out of the blue I started singing Be With You. HAHA I have no idea how after so many years I still remember the lyrics. Hurr. Anyway I have nothing much to say today. Enjoy the song. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8450805883241613617?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8450805883241613617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8450805883241613617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8450805883241613617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8450805883241613617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1990001537302426681</id><published>2007-03-03T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:02:32.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did not sleep AT ALL. I watched tv till about 7am, cooked Mom and Dad breakfast (Hot dogs w scrambled eggs!), plastic wrapped it and left it on their table as they were still sleeping, dried the dishes from last night, put them away, ironed and folded the laundry, took out the thrash, and settled down in the couch to watch cartoons. Haha. Been awake for thirty hours and counting. Big bro's record is a whopping 72 hours if I'm not wrong. And he spent the entire time playing computer games and got sent to the hospital HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jer in town after his ball game. We had pepperlunch! Love the beef pepper lunch thingo. And I saw Beam(!) and Chris at Lido!!! Played pool/9 ball with Jer, explored Forum (I haven't been there before haha), before we decided to head home. Terry called while we were at Raffles Town Club so we got off there and headed off to Barker to pick him up. Spent a looong time at the bus-stop before we decided to head back to town. -.- Got kinda pissed halfway. And upset too. Wasn't in the best of moods today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog something out but I guess I've cooled down. But I was really fuming just now. All I want to say is this. If someone pays 10 of ks just to get into a school just to try and "fit in", whatever that means, that's really dumb. And wtf that school isn't even that "elite" or "IN". I don't know what makes you think it is a very hip school. Do enlighten me on what you were trying to imply yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to move (my blog) or not to move? That is the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1990001537302426681?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1990001537302426681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1990001537302426681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1990001537302426681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1990001537302426681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-did-not-sleep-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5019570294173402482</id><published>2007-03-03T05:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T06:33:28.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>www.quizbox.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How do you behave when in love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be heading for trouble if you don't loosen up just a little bit. Don't be so suspicious of him. He did have a life before he met you. You are too pessimistic about your relationship, and this could, ironically, be the reason that it will eventually end. Cut him some slack, and you'll find he comes back to you of his own accord anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Sorry baby. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Journey to the Real You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have 7 true friends.&lt;br /&gt;You will have 1 true love before getting married.&lt;br /&gt;It is your work ethic that you ignore the oasis and keep going towards to the city.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the description of your ideal mate: "Knowledgeable"&lt;br /&gt;MC is the person you will never get over for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;You give 100% in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMG (at analysis number one, two and five).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Dad just came into my room. At 6:40 in the morning. Just to weigh himself. And smirk to me after that (cos he lost another kilogram), before going back to his room to sleep. :l I have a very weight conscious family. Big bro's been using my weighing scale frequently as well. Can't blame me for wanting to lose weight, can you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5019570294173402482?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5019570294173402482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5019570294173402482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5019570294173402482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5019570294173402482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/wwwquizboxcom.html' title='www.quizbox.com'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-913023402291762082</id><published>2007-03-03T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:22:08.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/libertine.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... wtf. :l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-913023402291762082?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/913023402291762082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=913023402291762082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/913023402291762082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/913023402291762082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/uhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3445395874518273469</id><published>2007-03-03T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:00:04.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17</title><content type='html'>I gained back the weight i lost. WHYYYYYY. Okay I'm going on a diet again. Actually it's not a diet. It's a change of lifestyle. Hurrhurr diets don't ever work you know. Have to change your lifestyle. So from now on, NO snacks for me. Except on special occasions hahaha which will be like everyday? :( Gotta be determined. No late night meals. Would go on and on but I know you won't wanna read an entire post about my diet, AGAIN. HAHA Miss Tan are you reading this. You must have read at least 10 entries on my never-seem-to-work-diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at about five pm. Changed and went off to meet Jer and Nat somewhere near Park Mall. Walked over to Cathay to purchase tickets for The Protege, only to find out that Nat screwed up the timings. AGAIN -.- at this rate we'll never ever catch The Protege. The last show was at 6:40pm and it was already 7+. GG so we decided to catch Pursuit of Happiness instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Nat, Jer, Colin and Claud before the movie. Stole Colin's bento... I'm sooo sorry hahahaha. Anyway the movie was pretty good. 4 out of 5 popcorns I guess. Stayed outside Cathay for a damn long time as we weren't sure where to go next. In the end, Nat Jer and I headed home while Claud went to her friend's birthday party and Colin went to. Er. Idk where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Jer brought his P6 yearbook today. And and I saw MC and HAHAHAHAHAHA ok he was damn cute. I mean, he's still cute now but haha ok nevermind. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Claud was asking me if I applied for my O Levels yet. I said no and she was like ??? "I think registration closed already!" So I panicked and called Ms Tan and Mr Tom and both told me the same thing. That they THINK registration's closed. Was in a pretty horrified mood for the rest of the night. I mean, chances are that I can only retake Os NEXT YEAR??! ....until I saw this poster thing at Dhoby Ghaut MRT, stating that private candidates for N, O and A Levels can register online from the 12TH OF MARCH. I was shrieking and laughing and I couldn't stop staring at the poster. Kept going back to re-read it to make sure I didn't read wrongly. Finally, Nat asked me if I'd like to take a photo with it. -.- Very funny Nat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3445395874518273469?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3445395874518273469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3445395874518273469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3445395874518273469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3445395874518273469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-gained-back-weight-i-lost.html' title='Day 17'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1828524976169963077</id><published>2007-03-02T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:00:33.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6pm today. Was greeted with a "woah. morning!" from Claudia haha. Told her I'm retaking my Os and we've decided to work really hard and get into ACJC together. Why AC? I have no idea. Really. Maybe it's because it'd be nice to have someone together beside me working hard for the same JC. If I had it my way (have the right subject combination - e.g. Pure Sciences, AMath(!)), I'd actually aim for IB. No points for guessing correctly why (haha). Had a really boring day today. Did the usuals - eat, tv, computer, eat somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am contemplating about moving my blog to either livejournal or xanga. More on the latter though. Photo uploading seems a lot easier there. And of course another thing... (Copied and pasted from the web itself as there's something wrong with my printscreen button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Chubb Pacific Underwritting Management Svcs Pte Ltd) &lt;u&gt;[Label IP Address]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singapore, Singapore, Singapore, 9 returning visits&lt;br /&gt;Date&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;WebPage&lt;br /&gt;1st March 2007&lt;br /&gt;02:41:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;No referring link &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://dichh.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dichh.blogspot.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only know of one person who works at along the lines of the above mentioned (Chubb Pacific).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, if it's you, can you stop reading my blog! And during office hours too! It's no wonder you have to bring your work home to finish up everyday haha. And no wonder you know it's been a long time since I last went out with MC although I keep lying to you. (Cos I know you'll think he has another girlfriend or that I'm not as in love with him as before etc.) And it's no wonder you know it when I get all upset etc etc etc. OEIIIII :( Invasion of privacy please! I'll move my blog and not tell you about it. Or maybe you can treat me to another round of crab noodles at Don and I'll see how I feel about this after that. Smiles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Rec5TXGDqkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HvB61cyRoX8/s1600-h/screenshot_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037057713016908354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Rec5TXGDqkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HvB61cyRoX8/s320/screenshot_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Mom, there's this really nice limited edition Dior saddle bag on sale right now. And I really like this one. Very very much. And don't you think we need a digital camera in the house? You'd like to see more pictures of me and MC right? This is one reason why you don't get to see em cos I don't have a freaking digital camera to catch shots of us. And it's been a long time since we last went shopping! See I don't bitch about you or Dad in my blog like some other kids do. I'm a veeeeerrrrryyyy good daughter and that deserves some pampering right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna cook noodles now! Yeah at five in the morning haha but you forgot about my body clock. It's only about 8pm according to it so YAY IT'S DINNERTIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1828524976169963077?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1828524976169963077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1828524976169963077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1828524976169963077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1828524976169963077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-12.html' title='Day 16'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Rec5TXGDqkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HvB61cyRoX8/s72-c/screenshot_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2774931684789510343</id><published>2007-03-01T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:01:02.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15</title><content type='html'>Haven't seen you for two weeks already. Baby, I miss you so much you stupid Australian-Chinese IB Boy. (How ironic. The words stupid and IB, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally learned how to set up a haloscan. HAHA. K I'm pretty slow aren't I. Anyway, I accidentally clicked on some button on the template page and it reverted back to my previous template. Oh well I don't really care. Don't intend on changing it back. The links side look a little bare I know but its such a pity that so many of my friends (AKA ADAM) don't update their blogs anymore. Tag please it look really pathetic with 0 comments hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 6am last night. There's something seriously wrong with my body clock (as you can see from the timing of this post as well). Woke up at 10am as I had to meet Coach Liu at TP (he was going to try and help me get into the course as he's the new volleyball coach for TP). Cabbed down as always as I really don't fancy the walk from the entrance to the sportshall. Turned out it was a wasted trip as he did not know I had already spoken to the teacher-in-charge. False hopes -.- (And money wasted on the cab fare. AND MY SLEEP!) The teacher told me the same old stuff like he's trying his best, he'd love to have me in the team etc etc I don't really want to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Liu was really apologetic ha don't really blame him I didn't clarify with him. He drove me to town as he was on his way to CCAB. Cheryl was late late late late! Never trust Cheryl when she says she's reaching. Her near = five hundred kilometers away :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had subway at Far East. MMM cold cut trio + lettuce + onions + cheese + sweet onion sauce + mayo before heading to lido to check the movie timings. It was one-thirty at that time and we bought tickets for a two-thirty show (Norbit). And Cheryl was like "Yay we can go in now!" :l :l :l sigh. Bimbos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Norbit was pretty okay to me, despite my friends negative critics. Or maybe it's just because the movie I watched before it was Epic Movie. Haha do the math see if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped around wisma while waiting for our movie to start and after our movie but I didn't see anything I REALLY wanted. :( I need a wardrobe-makeover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took TWO HOURS to get home from town. Don't ask why. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop munching on snacks. Late nights make me hungry :( I just finished wiping off a packet of seaweed, a mug of coke, mini-oreos (!), an egg tart. Drinking orange juice now. Wanna go cook noodles. HAHA. I'm really not the least bit sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I miss MC...(please refer to the first line of this post) :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2774931684789510343?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2774931684789510343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2774931684789510343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2774931684789510343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2774931684789510343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-11_01.html' title='Day 15'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3289654967531923259</id><published>2007-03-01T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T06:23:57.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patches</title><content type='html'>Time passes so damn quickly these days. A few quick updates on what stuff I forgot to blog about due to my failing memory before I get to today's post! (edit; which will be in another post judging from how long this post is and I'm only halfway through!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTREMELY LENGTHY AND WORDY POST. SKIPPING OF THIS POST IS ADVISED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't really blog for the sake of blogging now. It's just somewhere where I pen down my life ATM, just so when I grow up I can read it and recall the past. And I really need it cos my memory is really failing me (at the age of 17 can you imagine.)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed PJC somewhere in late January together with Roy, Cheryl and her friend from crescent. Had to get up at the ungodly hour of 5am because it was all the way in woodlands and I had to catch the first bus if I wanted to reach school on time. Had such a great time there exploring the school, hiding in the staff cubicle (while waiting for assembly to be over) cam-whoring the entire time (while Cheryl attempted to eat her sausage mcmuffin on the dustbin. Gross haha), hanging out with Sit's friends like Arif who had such a hard time guessing who my boyfriend was (hahahaha), wanting to buy food from the cafe, Roy pulling me away from the cafe countless amount of times insisting that I'm on a diet, Cheryl feeling sorry for me but still restricting what I eat (I still ate alot anyway hahaha), just plain bitching about some of the other kids in PJ etc etc it was soooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed TJC early Febuary (I think!) with Roy, Wei Jian and Su Yee. It was on the other hand, boring. Just plain boring. We went into the library and it was in total silence so we communicated via whispers. Stepped out and I was still whispering (due to brain malfunction) cos there was no difference in the sound level of the environment inside and outside of the library. Perhaps it was just that day but holy crap that school is so b-o-r-i-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I blogged about this already. I really can't remember but I'll just mention it again. The super unfortunate incident of running into the ONLY H1 Math teacher. I thought I did my "homework" already so I was really confident when this teacher approached us asking us what class we're from etc. Answered all his questions and then he asked "Aren't you guys suppose to be in a Math test now?" I replied that we take H1 Math, hence it's a free period. So he confiscated our student passes on the spot and told us to go for our H2 Math test. And said that there's only ONE H1 math class for the J1s and he's teaching that class. Imagine the look on our faces. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the only good thing about this crash was that I got to catch up with JX again. She was really happy to see me hahahaha. Gave her a kiss on her cheek when I left. That's how much i missed her. Haven't seen her for about a year already!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict? NY is still the best. But of course it won't ever be the same without the clique aka Beam, Su Yee, Roy and Joe. Furthermore, we were from the same OG. Time to insert a cliche line; You guys will never be forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether I've mentioned this before but out of the 5 polytechnics, the only courses which appeal to me are Law and Management (TP) and Psychology and Community Service (NP). Only these two. And I'd rather retake my O Levels than do a course which doesn't even appeal to me in the first place for three years. Bleugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to TP around Mid-Feb together with my parents to appeal for Law and Management. Brought down my portfolio. Turned out the cut-off point for that course is 14 for L1R4. 14. 14?! You know, people who score well enough to get into a JC can you please just get your asses in a JC and stop fighting for places in polytechnics. It irks people like me big time. Single pointers who apply for poly, I really don't know what you're thinking. K off-topic anyway I tried to enter via JPSAE (hence the portfolio for volleyball). The guy was really pleased to see me for some reason, said that he heard that I was coming down and said he'll try his best to help me. But my score is really too far off from the cut-off point so my chances of getting into TP's L&amp;M is really slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied online for NP's P&amp;amp;CS via JPSAE as well. The only difference is I didn't personally make a trip down. But they got back to me already. "We regret to inform you that you have not been selected for the JPSAE blahblahblahihungupalreadysoIdon'tknowwhatelsethevoicethingsaid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. What do you think? St. Francis? Ha whatever it is, I'll just have to wait till tuesday when the postings are released. I didn't even fill out the JAE form damnit. JPSAE *crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of St. Francis, Kenneth almost gave me a heart attack the other day. I told him I might be going over to St. Francis during Jeremy's CNY BBQ. His reaction was a tad queer, like he kept asking me why aren't I considering poly, isn't it very expensive, why do I want to go there for etc etc etc. Turns out he thought I was going to SAN FRANCISCO. WTF HAHAHAHAHAA ok sorry fyi I'm NOT going to San Francisco. The school is only at Bukit Timah! (With a shuttlebus to the school every morning how cool is that?)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Daddy's birthday on Tuesday. Benson kept telling Dad "Two years more till you get rich". CPF hahaha! Anyway I'm really glad Mom and Dad got back their CPF from the bank. They actually took their CPF away when Dad's business failed. I mean, that's not allowed AT ALL. It's a long story on why they were allowed to actually take it in the first place but to sum it up, God creates miracles. Ask me for the full story if you want but it's rather long and if I don't have the time ATM I'd just ignore you (hahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K done with this post I think. If you read the whole thing, gosh you really must be extremely free or something. Check the later post for today/yesterday's proper entry. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3289654967531923259?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3289654967531923259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3289654967531923259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3289654967531923259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3289654967531923259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-11.html' title='Patches'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6164129019318146326</id><published>2007-02-25T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:11:05.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11</title><content type='html'>you know you really miss someone when you start googling their name :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6164129019318146326?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6164129019318146326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=6164129019318146326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6164129019318146326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6164129019318146326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-7.html' title='Day 11'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-689155951319870690</id><published>2007-02-25T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:16:52.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>community.livejournal.com/sgsecrets/</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You and I know we're so much more than just friends.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you introduce me to your people as your friend or cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'M NOT.&lt;br /&gt;IT KILLS ME WHEN YOU SAY THAT.&lt;br /&gt;Can't i be your girlfriend in public?&lt;br /&gt;Or are you just embarassed to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;You make me cry. Hard."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Replies&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Anonymous&lt;/STRONG&gt;: &lt;I&gt;i can feel you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact when his friends caught me talking to him though he initiated the conversation, he told them that i was a psycho bitch stalking him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. that was really the end. &lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Anonymous&lt;/STRONG&gt;: &lt;I&gt;omgwtfbbq seriously?! what a jerk.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Anonymous&lt;/STRONG&gt;: &lt;I&gt;psycho bitch?!?!??! he s the fucking jerk I must say!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;next time when he talks to you, tell him, "you enjoy talking to psycho bitches that much eh?"&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL HIM LAH SERIOUSLY.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stop laughing at the last postee. anyway its a cool site where people submit their secrets in a form of self-made postcards. some secrets really make me sad but there's some which does otherwise. like this guy. who put up a picture of a tongue piercing minus the stud and wrote "I lost my stud while eating ur pu$$y... i think its still in there somewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...WHAT A SECRET HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-689155951319870690?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/689155951319870690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=689155951319870690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/689155951319870690'/><link 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for the postings to come out to see if i got into TP's law and management... which has only like a one percent chance? oh screw it i think my whole body's in St. Francis already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now till till late march (?), i'll be lazing around doing nothing... probably practicing some emath hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok school stuff aside, has anyone seen a cute handsome chinese australian boy walking around lately? he stays in holland and studies in one of singapore's top schools. if someone sees him do tell him i miss him. alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1395148749262658281?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1395148749262658281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1395148749262658281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1395148749262658281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1395148749262658281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/ngee-ann-polytechnic-got-back-to-me.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3229956688270931698</id><published>2007-02-23T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:59:58.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school yesterday. had some farewell celebration thing for the people who were leaving nyjc (e.g. ME :( ). ate a pizza and went to sleep hahahahaha the literature room's so comfortable. ended up sleeping for the whole of common lunch period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fever of 38.1 degrees. been sleeping since 7pm yesterday, only getting up for my medication. going back to sleep now bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3229956688270931698?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3229956688270931698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3229956688270931698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almonds make my throat dry which induced coughing which leads to sleepless nights. so i've decided to go to back to school today hahhaha bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2370913772547811609?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2370913772547811609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2370913772547811609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2370913772547811609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2370913772547811609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Protege&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met jer and nat at serangoon mrt and we headed down to The Cathay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nat screwed up the timeslots so we caught Epic Movie instead...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...which sucked like hell i'll give it a negative popcorn out of five popcorns man hahaha. what a waste of mom's $6.50 + my 90 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;headed down to plaza singapura to have a really late dinner of ljs (grilled cajun chicken!!) and service sucked. practically chasing us out by switching off the front lights and pulling down all the shutters except for one...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took the escalator down to the mrt and saw something which made all three of us laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nat and jer even took turns taking a picture with it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i ran off laughing hahahaha couldn't bear to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what we saw....  (sorry bro i'll borrow your picture for a minute hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RdyOMl0dp3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/5ZfZij3fwJU/s1600-h/fishing!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034054830455105394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RdyOMl0dp3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/5ZfZij3fwJU/s320/fishing!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fishing anyone? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-771268107173858165?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RdyOMl0dp3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/5ZfZij3fwJU/s72-c/fishing!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2333240499365525620</id><published>2007-02-21T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T04:50:09.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm doing sit-ups now hahahaha while listening to all the songs he sent me. from 2003 (some song by bloodhound gang haha) all the way to 2007. i lost a song called miss hilton by penfifteen club though :( one of the first few songs he sent me k...other than that i think i've got all of them. k gtg do more sit-ups. i spoke to him on the phone just now. beams. happy bernie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2333240499365525620?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong with wilson, weishan and kh's friend after that. twas my first time playing with money and i won $21 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate so much today :( cherries, chocolates, crackers, desserts, satay, sushi, sweets, winglets, fishballs etc etc so i came home and puked out whatever i could. felt so much better after that. that's what i always say hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3404255377932507791?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3404255377932507791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3404255377932507791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sleeping, but waking up a few minutes later. that sort of irritating thing which i'm sure many have experienced before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jer called me shortly after i woke up. cried over the phone. cabbed over to far east shopping center to meet claudia. cab fare: whopping fifteen bucks. watched jer, nat and colin play pool for a while until i broke down and went outside with claudia for a while. thanks for being there claud &lt;3&gt;. caught the movie Just Follow Law. not bad at all for a local movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, claud and colin went off to have dinner together while nat, jer and i headed to paya lebar for jeremy's bbq. saw familiar faces like kingsley, kenneth, joey and well jeremy haha. i think the food and laughter distracted me from thinking about stuff cos the moment we were all at the bus stop waiting for our respective buses, i broke down again. sigh. imu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1337658908772686529?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1337658908772686529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1337658908772686529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1337658908772686529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1337658908772686529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5903274490125053972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5903274490125053972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5903274490125053972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-never-knew-you-could-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-826994241609663952</id><published>2007-02-18T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T04:01:53.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fred ferkels at almost 4 in the morning. feeling really... down. sick on cny. not feeling well. at all. didn't buy any new clothes. can't be bothered to. for some reason this cny doesn't feel like a cny. oh well. i'm schoolless. haha. mmm. gonna close down this stupid thing soon... really have zilch mood to blog. having an eye infection. gained about three kg (hahaha). going on a diet soon. a diet which includes fred ferkels. i think they're the nicest gummy sweets alive. its by katjes (their yoghurt gums suck btw). 'you give love a bad name' is on repeat. i tried to do that whole self-induced vomiting thing. not that it didn't work everything did come out (in reverse order it was kinda cool...haha) but i still gained the weight anyway. weird. i know. and i didn't enjoy it one bit. nose waters and tears will leak out and your eyes will get all red and you still feel really full whatever the point is it was terrible. i wanna go down to 60kg. my ideal weight haahha but it seems so far away. mumsie saw the cuts she was so hurt. she didn't have to tell me but it was kinda obvious. said i'm cutting her flesh which is kinda true cos she made me. not touching the bloody blade anymore. its rusty anyway. i might die. which isn't that bad a thing actually. i can't think of anything/anyone to live for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-826994241609663952?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7573420425378645714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7573420425378645714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7573420425378645714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RdcW8F0dp2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/7_BVLm1DjZI/s72-c/stth.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4501700897447997542</id><published>2007-02-16T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:25:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>although its hard and scares me so,&lt;br /&gt;a life without you scares me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4501700897447997542?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4501700897447997542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4501700897447997542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4501700897447997542'/><link 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extra stalk of red rose to his school as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dined at paragon's crystal jade palace for dinner. we were like the only kids there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby sent me home after that! well... almost. to hougang. haha. hope he's on the cab home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm broke. no money left at all for this week. we'll see how i'll cope. i'll most probably succumb to temptation and withdraw $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY, CHAN &lt;/strong&gt;(haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6030802279953945301?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6030802279953945301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Disappointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;-post removed-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8246268004266723361?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8246268004266723361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8246268004266723361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8246268004266723361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8246268004266723361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/02/disappointment.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quick post before i leave to collect my O level result slip. crap. i'm not even feeling scared or whatsoever. i more or less know what kind of grades i'm going to get. all i can hope for is a miracle which i doubt will come true cos i'm the most unlucky person alive (more about that in the next post) and miracles just don't come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i do wanna thank the people who wished me luck. i really do appreciate it but even luck won't help me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to school yesterday to tell mrs lim to give me my results seperately. so i won't be getting it together with my classmates. hahaha had to practically plead with her man. so after everyone clears from the school i'll be going down to the staff room to collect it. don't want people asking me how much i got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can't get twenty point and/or below (there's like a 99.9percent chance of that), i'll definitely retake Os. wanna take A levels. and i'd rather waste one year now than screw up my future by doing a profession i'm not satisfied with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting mom later. we're going over to don to have crab noodles, irregardless of the grades i get. she got me this england jacket from adidas although i gotta get it changed cos its currently too big for me. i love mom. and my dad. they've been really supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gotta run now. gonna get ready and head back to school to see all my classmates and such :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-9099767429134064755?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/9099767429134064755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>using mac's wireless network now hahahaha ok so anyway the internet connection at my home's spoilt bro says we're like cavemens at home without the internet ok whatever hahahaha blogging at lido now. here tgt with claud, colin and nat. waiting for jerald to arrive so we can go over to e cathay tgt. school sucks training sucks even harder just met my baby just now i love you ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1652552461146133499?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1652552461146133499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1652552461146133499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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again! right right? :) ok maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any comments/reviews on the samsung d900? aka special edition 12.9. the slim slide up phone. i'm thinking of getting that. either that or a sony ericsson phone. a red one. yummmmm... materialistic... kk whatever i bloody need a new phone asap down with razrs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7977626384069854846?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7977626384069854846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7977626384069854846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7977626384069854846'/><link rel='self' 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voice saying "wah lao act cedarian". by the time i turned around i couldn't spot who said it. if not i would have really went up to her to ask her if there's something wrong with that. like wtf is it a sin to switch uniforms with my classmate(s). &lt;s&gt;and you don't bloody own the uniform laaaa betcha just jealous of me cos i can carry off the uniform and you can't hahahahahahahaha&lt;/s&gt; hanging out with roy etc etc makes me a mean person... i'm serious. they're rubbing off me. roy said something which pissed me off real badly today but i just didn't show it. aivfnejaogaigononie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with baby at the polo club today. did some work. some. no mood to blog. bye. i love my bf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8793517438128112266?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1854037056110284999</id><published>2007-01-23T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:13:53.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit man i want the V3maxx. and the green puma jacket. and adidas shoes. and a new mp3 player. actually i just need a new freaking phone. and i'm NOT like those other girls who keep whining about wanting a new phone when their phones are working fine. my V3 blacks out on me three times a day. minimum. fixed it up at plaza sing twice alrd and the same old problem still acts up. V3 sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe i forgot to mention this. i doubt i even told my bf hahahaha what's wrong with me man first time this kind of shit happen to me i should be proud of it actually i am hahahaha i really am first time ok every year i get form teachers who don't think i'll make a good one anyway i'm class chairman for 0734. HAHHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1854037056110284999?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1854037056110284999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1854037056110284999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1854037056110284999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1854037056110284999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-practically-starved-myself-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-259094747358539200</id><published>2007-01-22T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:14:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;-post removed-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-259094747358539200?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/259094747358539200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=259094747358539200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/259094747358539200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/259094747358539200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-know-after-having-shit-load-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7174287202429934728</id><published>2007-01-21T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:10:10.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022500339365148338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbOBcsQjdrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/60ie1aU_p-A/s320/Dscn5781.jpg" border="0" /&gt; you know what mc said about this picture? he said i look like a pokemon. lickitung. we dunno how to spell it but its pronounced that way. i cried. hahahahahahaha just kidding I DON'T LOOK LIKE LICKITUNG OR LICKYTUNG HOWEVER YOU SPELL IT :( i don't. i don't right... hahaha anyway this was during econs tutorial. my teacher's only twenty years old hahahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN948QjdoI/AAAAAAAAADo/xn65btgVD1o/s1600-h/Dscn5804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022496426649941634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN948QjdoI/AAAAAAAAADo/xn65btgVD1o/s320/Dscn5804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi suyee hahahaahha EH CLAUD I'M WEARING YOUR PE SHIRT!!!! :D :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN-hsQjdpI/AAAAAAAAADw/zDJ5l48cAFo/s1600-h/Dscn5802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022497126729610898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN-hsQjdpI/AAAAAAAAADw/zDJ5l48cAFo/s320/Dscn5802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahha beam -.- we were all coincidentally waiting for our training to start hahahaha aiya shit beam's head blocking the chicken rice stall hahahahaha i tell you the chicken rice there is DAMN GOOOOOD!! baby i bring you to my school to eat the chicken rice some day okaaay. please. crash my school someday :( pleaseeeee :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN6bcQjdnI/AAAAAAAAADg/DJuA_X5pfLc/s1600-h/onetwothreefourfive.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022492621308917362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN6bcQjdnI/AAAAAAAAADg/DJuA_X5pfLc/s400/onetwothreefourfive.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during civics tutorial HAHA btw the middle guy is suppose to be showing three but everyone's saying it's six which is true but i don't care its three and i look retarded in the first picture ah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EH I SHOW YOU MY BF'S MSN DP HAAHAHAHHA ITS DAMN COOL (pls don't steal it ok wait he angry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022498161816729250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbN_d8QjdqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L5kANiysoxw/s320/HSBC!.bmp" width="255" border="0" /&gt;yay haha i love baby although he made me wait outside his house for three hours today and his mom saw me and this fucked up neighbour from upstairs (i bet it was that old arrogant man who wouldn't lend me his phone well fuck you to hell) complained to the securities about me 'loitering' around the block and the fuck faced security guard came to get me he was sooo unfriendly when i went over the the guard post earlier on to borrow their phone (don't ask me why my phone wasn't with me. long story). and then i asked for baby's home phone number, pointing the block out and all telling him which unit it is but he still act as if he doesn't know what i'm talking about acted like some dumb shit ok maybe he wasn't acting maybe he IS a dumb shit fuck face and ok i should stop swearing wait my baby scold me then i cry and cut myself again boohoo bye&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/18678349-7174287202429934728?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7174287202429934728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7174287202429934728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7174287202429934728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7174287202429934728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-know-what-mc-said-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RbOBcsQjdrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/60ie1aU_p-A/s72-c/Dscn5781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2712644604053761002</id><published>2007-01-21T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:01:54.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remembered reading a bulletine by miss tan a few weeks ago wanted to post a section of it up cos i laughed damn hard after reading it but i kept fogetting to do so but anyway here it is!! (miss tan eat ur heart out hahahahaha be careful who you add on your friends list!)&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECTION 2 - HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;+ Fallen off the bed?: yes. Double&lt;br /&gt;deck and I was on top. I wasn doing&lt;br /&gt;any acrobatic stance. Dreamt I dropped&lt;br /&gt;my tortoise and leaned forward to pick&lt;br /&gt;it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf hahahahahahah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2712644604053761002?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2712644604053761002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2712644604053761002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2712644604053761002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2712644604053761002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-remembered-reading-bulletine-by-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4959285471647622332</id><published>2007-01-17T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T01:01:08.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Raz8wsQjdjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jX277y9SW68/s1600-h/IMG_4779_s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020665598055773746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Raz8wsQjdjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jX277y9SW68/s320/IMG_4779_s.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some image i found hahahaha i look like a freaking chinadoll ah ms tan!!!! :( (x100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah anyway. jc life sucks. all those freaking tutorials, lectures etc etc the only thing i love are the breaks hahahaha. twas much better last week. long loooong breaks. lessons end at like 4 now. everyday -.- gonna crack soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with claudia today. she wanted to surprise colin who was having some band thing at the Cathay. we haven't been there before so we were looking around for the entrance lol ok nvm. met lotsa people check out claud's blog for more about today's band audition thing. but colin's band was not that bad haha lead singer was freaking funny. he kinda forgot the lyrics to chasing cars and asked the people sitting in front the lyrics then we all just stared blankly back and he sang the wrong lyrics and went lalalala when he couldn't make up any lyrics on the spot. me and claud were laughing like hell in front. AND ALICIA WAS THERE TOO HAHAHAHA. she + grace coincidentally knows my bf due to some reason hahaha sigh shan't think too much about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baby came to pick me up later. his ib tie is damn ugly. derek and all were like "hey... you look familiar... acs primary?" hahahaha yay see baby you met your old schoolmates ok he's calling now our daily goodnight call call byeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4959285471647622332?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4959285471647622332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4959285471647622332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4959285471647622332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4959285471647622332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-image-i-found-hahahaha-i-look-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/Raz8wsQjdjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jX277y9SW68/s72-c/IMG_4779_s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5756592407021558004</id><published>2007-01-14T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:49:41.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 11 MONTH BABY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope you enjoyed yourself today :) one more month! i'm already preparing your gift for our first year yay. shan't tell you what it is. and please don't force it out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with claud yesterday. but colin came to steal her away from me. CRIES hahahaha whatever went to visit samantha and fabian at taka together with eunice. kinda miss working with them hahaha fabian's still the same wackonutty person (who asked me to nick some stuff from the shop. again -.-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed off for training. you know what? maybe i'll just continue to go for training, just for my teammates. and everything's fine i don't feel left out or anything until the last segment where i don't get to play. haha but its alright i guess... getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some shit happening again. sigh. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5756592407021558004?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5756592407021558004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5756592407021558004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5756592407021558004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5756592407021558004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-11-month-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8338508556225892771</id><published>2007-01-12T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T00:28:08.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaZlcMQjdiI/AAAAAAAAACw/H3miDTFebv4/s1600-h/OGLS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018810369752397346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaZlcMQjdiI/AAAAAAAAACw/H3miDTFebv4/s320/OGLS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I LOVE MY OGLS although they look spas here but hahahah whatever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8338508556225892771?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8338508556225892771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8338508556225892771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8338508556225892771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8338508556225892771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/yay-i-love-my-ogls-although-they-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaZlcMQjdiI/AAAAAAAAACw/H3miDTFebv4/s72-c/OGLS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7803991169657510706</id><published>2007-01-11T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:23:43.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018438155001624082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaUS6cQjdhI/AAAAAAAAACk/lTZI4uf8b9A/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you keep breaking dates with me. today's date break. tomorrow's date also break. if you're gonna say something like you can only spend a few hours with me on sunday, i'm going to be very very angry, upset and pissed although i most probably won't show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet's not working. at all. if this keeps up, maybe i'll sink into depression and THEN lose weight like last time. excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped a lecture today. I'M SORRY :'( i won't skip anymore lectures. i was too caught up with deciding whether to eat chicken rice or noodles. i was really really happy while and after eating though. and beam (yes it's a name! :D) was like omg we shouldn't have let you eat.... (i ate chicken rice in the end hehe) :( cos i kept munching my food and nodding happily and beaming at my og. yes we still hang out with each other up till now. and our ogls pop by every now and then hehe yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this pretz thingy selling in the sch canteen and the flavour is called Larb. larb... right. -.- and and and the picture on the box looked like fried rice hahahahahhaha and so i was like maybe larb is fried rice and everyone gave me the -.- face. ok nvm :( apparently, larb tastes like crap. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a break, have a larb. HAHAHAA I COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING OVER THIS CATCHLINE ok not funny :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass dance tomorrow again. I HAVE NO PARTNER! cries.&lt;br /&gt;height and weight tomorrow. I HAVEN'T LOST ANY DAMN WEIGHT! cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be going back for training after all. we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7803991169657510706?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7803991169657510706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7803991169657510706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7803991169657510706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7803991169657510706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-keep-breaking-dates-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaUS6cQjdhI/AAAAAAAAACk/lTZI4uf8b9A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3561572800896540626</id><published>2007-01-09T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:14:01.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANYONE WATCHING THE ARENA NOW? RAFFLES INSTITUTION GOT PWNED BY A NEIGHBOURHOOD SCHOOL HAHAHAHAH AND AND BY GIRLS OMG HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry baby. boys are the best. boys like you. and independant schools are still the best ok don't angry muaack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3561572800896540626?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3561572800896540626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3561572800896540626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3561572800896540626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3561572800896540626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/anyone-watching-arena-now-raffles.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5455492036237951139</id><published>2007-01-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:07:01.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drink only water. &lt;em&gt;(HAHA tick)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Abstain from snacks. As quoted, "No seaweed, no cookies, no biscuit. Yes, no seaweed." &lt;em&gt;(-looks at claud. MY CHOCOCHIP COOKIES! :'( )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No eating after training! And sleep right after getting home from training. &lt;em&gt;(No training today. No training ever. Gotta update this point again.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No breakfast. &lt;em&gt;(EASY PEASY. TICK!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No &lt;/strong&gt;carbo. &lt;em&gt;(I ate noodles for dinner...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat lean meat like FISH!&lt;em&gt; (Have to change this point soon... Quite pointless to force myself to find some fish to consume just to bold this point -.- )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No seaweed. Yes bernie no seaweed. &lt;em&gt;(TICK)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No fried food. &lt;em&gt;(TICKKKKKK)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; processed meat.&lt;em&gt; (fishballs...counted right.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not take the lift up. Walk up the stairs instead. &lt;em&gt;(I didn't even step out of my house today -.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thou shall stick to this (109th) diet plan.&lt;em&gt; (-.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;:( tomorrow will be a better day. and for your info no i haven't lost any weight. :'(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5455492036237951139?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5455492036237951139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5455492036237951139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5455492036237951139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5455492036237951139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/drink-only-water.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2595470964878354063</id><published>2007-01-09T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T20:13:18.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaOGf2Ar_NI/AAAAAAAAACU/fS59nEiojTQ/s1600-h/DSC02445_s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018002291453328594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaOGf2Ar_NI/AAAAAAAAACU/fS59nEiojTQ/s320/DSC02445_s.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaOGLWAr_MI/AAAAAAAAACM/ves2a-xGYXY/s1600-h/Dsc02370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018001939266010306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaOGLWAr_MI/AAAAAAAAACM/ves2a-xGYXY/s320/Dsc02370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't even remember taking this (really retarded haha) picture but heck i miss those times and i miss you guys and the wackiness etc etc etc :( Till next time, especially to my juniors + fer - i won't be attending trainings any longer after what happened yesterday. Tc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2595470964878354063?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2595470964878354063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2595470964878354063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2595470964878354063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2595470964878354063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-even-remember-taking-this-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RaOGf2Ar_NI/AAAAAAAAACU/fS59nEiojTQ/s72-c/DSC02445_s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7905161268698360759</id><published>2007-01-08T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T23:23:19.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>109th diet plan - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink &lt;strong&gt;only &lt;/strong&gt;water. &lt;em&gt;(I drank a cup of barley during lunch break! :(  and and yam milk w pearls before training. Geeeeeeeeeee!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abstain from snacks. As quoted, "No seaweed, no cookies, no biscuit. Yes, no seaweed." &lt;em&gt;(TICK! -beams.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No eating after training! &lt;em&gt;(TICK! -beams.)&lt;/em&gt; And sleep right after getting home from training. &lt;em&gt;(will do so right after this post. so, TICK!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No breakfast. &lt;em&gt;(EASY PEASY. TICK!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No &lt;/strong&gt;carbo. &lt;em&gt;(Aiya shit la... Don't even wanna talk about the amount of carbo i consumed today.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat lean meat like FISH!&lt;em&gt; (no fish consumed today... :( )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No seaweed. Yes bernie no seaweed. &lt;em&gt;(TICKKK although i almost gave in the temptation... Keyword: almost)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No fried food.&lt;/strong&gt; Boiled food boiled food boiled food! &lt;em&gt;(I didn't consume any fried food. But then again i didn't consume any boiled food.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; processed meat.&lt;em&gt; (:( shut up.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not take the lift up. Walk up the stairs instead. &lt;em&gt;(TICK TICK TICK TICK TICK!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thou shall stick to this (109th) diet plan.&lt;em&gt; (-.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.5/10??! You can do better than that go go go go go! Should really make another one. Thou shall not eat between lectures. NYJC people should know what I'm talking about. The time between lectures can be really omg-ish sometimes. That you can't help...but just wanna eat to make time pass quickly. BOOOOO. Gtg get some rest now. Having a big headache. Must have been cos I cried my eyes out just now during training. Will blog about this another day. Thanks to all who comforted me esp the ny people. Muaaaack! Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7905161268698360759?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7905161268698360759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7905161268698360759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7905161268698360759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7905161268698360759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/109th-diet-plan-day-1.html' title='109th diet plan - Day 1'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4994768567767424906</id><published>2007-01-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:06:34.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways to lose 5kg by Saturday (only Claud knows why Saturday! :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink &lt;strong&gt;only &lt;/strong&gt;water. (This I can manage. I think. Keyword: Think.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abstain&lt;/strong&gt; from snacks. As quoted, "No seaweed, no cookies, no biscuit. Yes, no seaweed." (cries)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; eating after training! (Cos training ends pretty late and its bad to eat late at night.) And sleep right after getting home from training. (Cos if I stay awake I will get hunger pangs and get tempted to eat! :O)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; breakfast. (I don't care what all the webs say about how breakfast is important if you wanna lose weight. I don't have much of an appetite in the morning and I always seem to be running late for school so yeah no breakfast for meeee.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No &lt;/strong&gt;carbo. (I don't care. No carbo. I hate rice, noodles, bread and cereal. (actually no, i don't. cries again.))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat lean meat like FISH! (Yay! I love fish!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; seaweed. Yes bernie no seaweed. (Trust me. I seriously need way more than one reminder for this. Cries harder)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No &lt;/strong&gt;fried food. Boiled food boiled food boiled food! (Beams. I like boiled hot dogs.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt; processed meat. (NO HOT DOGS?! :O :'( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not&lt;/strong&gt; take the lift up. Walk up the stairs instead. (This I always do!!! :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And thou shall stick to this (109th) diet plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;with effect from 8th Jan `07. Yes it doesn't start today. -runs to get seaweed- NO BABY I'M JUST KIDDING I DIDN'T BUY ANY SEAWEED! Really! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4994768567767424906?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4994768567767424906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4994768567767424906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4994768567767424906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4994768567767424906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/10-ways-to-lose-5kg-by-saturday-only.html' title='Ways to lose 5kg by Saturday (only Claud knows why Saturday! :D)'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6956517872917505738</id><published>2007-01-06T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:56:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;to claudd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hey babe cheer up yea i know how you feel cos i've been through that. but don't worry i'm sure colin still loves you alot alot alot and cares for you alot alot alot too! :) right? like what you said, it has almost been three years since you guys got together. i'm sure that a long relationship can overcome obstacles like that. i know you're feeling real insecure right now cos colin is in a co-ed school and will be meeting new girls, having classes with them and all - very different from when he in sec school. but but but you just gotta trust him :) hopefully after this whole orientation thing, you guys will be going out as often as before! and then claudia will be happy again hahahahaha loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;speaking of meeting new girls... mc is meeting new girls at his orientation as well :( someone told me there are like 70 girls to 400 boys in acsib (haha wtf) hai you see baby there's not enough girls to go around so sad for you right and i know you don't like sharing so you just gotta stick with meeeeeeeeeeee! :D :D :D :D right right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016769056018791586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZ8k4GAr_KI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w3MNThbc4vg/s320/Dscn2127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;haha so anyway orientation was really fun! was supposed to have flag day today but the vballers are exempted from it YESSS! lol we even got to attend school later yesterday because we had night training the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my orientation group clinched the best og hahahahah! yay i think its cos we had pretty enthusiastic ogls who made us run from station to station when we were having the stationgames thing at sentosa! the prize was pretty sweet. a handmade photoframe with a group photo of our og! i look like shit in it though. but whatever haha got best section as well! pyro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-this paragraph has been removed-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ate a cheesecake. haha :( :( :( crash diet SOON. SOON HAHA my last one didn't work out. miss tan please stop laughing :( have to lose five kg before next saturday comes! GO BERNIE! and oh shit when's pe. i don't wanna get into taf club or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZ8tHGAr_LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ky3rWDyQKdk/s1600-h/Img_2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016778109809851570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZ8tHGAr_LI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Ky3rWDyQKdk/s320/Img_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby i miss you go out with me on sunday please? please please please? -gives puppy dog eyes-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6956517872917505738?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6956517872917505738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=6956517872917505738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6956517872917505738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6956517872917505738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-claudd-hey-babe-cheer-up-yea-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZ8k4GAr_KI/AAAAAAAAAB0/w3MNThbc4vg/s72-c/Dscn2127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2032721638878654447</id><published>2007-01-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:45:40.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZphXt9B6-I/AAAAAAAAABY/riFJpCGab4o/s1600-h/nas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015428195130928098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZphXt9B6-I/AAAAAAAAABY/riFJpCGab4o/s320/nas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;goodbye ngee ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZphqt9B6_I/AAAAAAAAABg/nTHTND52oGg/s1600-h/Dscn2078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015428521548442610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZphqt9B6_I/AAAAAAAAABg/nTHTND52oGg/s320/Dscn2078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello nanyang junior college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2032721638878654447?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2032721638878654447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2032721638878654447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2032721638878654447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2032721638878654447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-ngee-ann.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZphXt9B6-I/AAAAAAAAABY/riFJpCGab4o/s72-c/nas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3797381451569153406</id><published>2007-01-01T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:24:45.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZkflN9B66I/AAAAAAAAAAs/b1-schB4aRE/s1600-h/hahasmiley.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015074384315018146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZkflN9B66I/AAAAAAAAAAs/b1-schB4aRE/s320/hahasmiley.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he doesn't allow me to post pictures of him up online, hence the smiley face yay! don't ask me why. he just doesn't like random people having his picture hahahahhaha like baby!!!! who will want your picture! hehehehheheheheheheheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ai wasn't pleased with baby today. break date with me :( NVM. i forgive you. hahahaha :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZkh6t9B67I/AAAAAAAAAA0/-5NkIOfcl1U/s1600-h/Img_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015076952705461170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZkh6t9B67I/AAAAAAAAAA0/-5NkIOfcl1U/s320/Img_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there are more pictures actually. ALOT more. but idk why the uploader keeps jamming :( yep this was yesterday's dinner! chuka hotate on the blue plate hhahahahaha yay!!!and the chilli soft shell crab and the black pepper lamb and the yummy miso soup! i added red pepper powder to it. baby saw and&lt;br /&gt;him: you singaporeans ah...&lt;br /&gt;me: you australians ah...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha anyway yesterday's dinner was all baby's treat yay baby i love you but then again i paid for the swensons that morning boo and and you can see my lovely fruit punch at the top right which tasted reaaaaaaaaaaally good it had bits of jelly (?) in it :D kk enough ranting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;realised i've been eating pretty great food lately. and i'm starting to feel that i have rather rich relatives hahahaa the dinners they hold are damn extravagant! there was this 10-course dinner at meritus mandarin (EH BABY YOU HAVEN'T BROUGHT ME TO CHATTERBOX CHICKEN RICE YET :( ) and the dessert was avacado pudding haaaaaaaa it was sooo good and there was scallop abalone sharks fin and everything omg shit HAHA BABY I WANNA EAT THE SCALLOP AGAIN PLEAAAASE ok nvm. and a few days ago some aunt held a dinner at the singapore recreational club.............just cos it was her birthday. hahahaha -.- oh well who's complaining.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yay going out with love tomorrow. hopefully he doesn't call it off again. boo you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;training today. sucked. hahahaha i mean please even nooraini was saying if she were me she wouldn't even come for training. i agreeeee... but i'm still coming anyway. gives me a reason to yell at coach. HAHHAHAHA i'm petty and vengeful like that so what its his fault anyway. bah humbugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh little nicky hahaha damn funny! "popeye's chicken is the shiznat!" hahahahahahahaha ok not funny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3797381451569153406?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3797381451569153406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3797381451569153406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3797381451569153406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3797381451569153406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2007/01/he-doesnt-allow-me-to-post-pictures-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZkflN9B66I/AAAAAAAAAAs/b1-schB4aRE/s72-c/hahasmiley.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3760672000434582317</id><published>2006-12-31T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:22:39.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In 2006...</title><content type='html'>i've fallen in love. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love baby pictures will be up tomorrow we look like shit love the nye dinner had my chuka hotate + tempura soft shell crab yay yay yayyyyy training tomorrow imma ballpicker now \m/ everyone can feel that the air between me and coach now is vvv different as compared to last time. i know. but there's nothing i can do about it. i'm gonna tolerate it until the day comes when i can no longer do so and just let that red ball of anger out in rants. at him. hahahaha yes i dare to just yell at him i mean me, ballpicker? i don't wanna sound conceited but really. wtf. he was the one who asked me to apply for dsa and just cos he doesn't think i can get in he just chucks me aside? really wonder why i spoke up for him last time when people like rena told me what he's really like -.- and i found out the truth the hard way. gaiobnaiovbnepvmqpvnerobwim ok bye and gurmit singh can't rap for nuts hahahahaha oooh the original prankster performance thing going on right now ain't that bad did anybody see the music video of original prankster by the offspring before? I SAW IT WHEN I WAS LIKE TEN? ELEVEN? EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW HAHAHAHAHHA ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3760672000434582317?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3760672000434582317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3760672000434582317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3760672000434582317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3760672000434582317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-2006.html' title='In 2006...'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1785231949098982593</id><published>2006-12-29T05:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T05:36:26.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013691872997141378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZQ2Md9B64I/AAAAAAAAAAY/tLD-JPBIwbg/s200/Dscn3195.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiiiii he's coming back from hk later in the afternoon yay no more lonely days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright just a quick update. ain't really into blogging these days... bet baby's like going YES!!!!! cos he doesn't like my blog much i think but whatever hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm officially going into NYJC for the first three months. although my prelims didn't make it... well i don't know how to explain it here but i just made it in through DSA so i &lt;strong&gt;have &lt;/strong&gt;to attend trainings during that three months (actually only slightly more than two). no big deal there right everyone knows how much i love vball. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kinda lost my passion for vball already. Reckon it's cos I've been workin' and the absence of trainings and such made me lose interest in it. I mean seriously. I'm so not gamed for shuttle runs nor lifting weights -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coach said something on wednesday which obviously implied that he doesn't really regard me as part of the NYJC team. Those who were there should know. And I distinctly heard a nas junior whisper to another teammate "then bernie leh?" when he was assigning positions to the team. Haha. Don't ask me. I don't know either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yeah. was in a dilemma that day. cos i wasn't sure if i was officially under NYJC (because my prelims didn't make it) but i was willing to just crash the school under mr. tham's help just for the training. but on the other hand coach kinda made it clear that he doesn't really see me as part of the team (oh btw it's cos he doesn't think i scored well enough to get in -.-) so there's no reason why i should just invite myself to the training sessions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but then mr. tham told me i really am officially under NYJC which pretty much made the decision for me. there's no other end to it haaaa. at least i still have my fer during trainings haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went out with fer today! or rather, yesterday. was going around finding a top to buy and change into cos for some reason i felt really uncomfortable in my esprit tee hahaha. bryan was there too. they made me feel weird. ya know, like a lightbulb. but it was pretty ok until we met up with laura and daryl. then i reaaaallly reaaaallly felt reaaaaallly weird hahaha ok i shall stop whining. anyway jerrybro was like "see la i told you you'd feel extra you should have gone out with us" when i told him about my day just now. hahahaha :( x1000&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to eat at marina bay after that. twas miss tan's birthday celebration yay yay yay i sat beside her hahahaha i think i traumatised her with my evil twin righhhht. got a ride home. YESSSS hahahaha ok i don't know why i just love getting rides home. :( i sound like a lazyass haha whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;training later at two thirty and i'm still awake i have no idea why i can't sleep. at least he's coming back tomorrow. yay. bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1785231949098982593?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1785231949098982593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1785231949098982593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1785231949098982593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1785231949098982593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/hiiiii-hes-coming-back-from-hk-later-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/RZQ2Md9B64I/AAAAAAAAAAY/tLD-JPBIwbg/s72-c/Dscn3195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1551525806975698206</id><published>2006-12-25T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T05:27:09.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I don't want a lot for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;There is just one thing I need&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about the presents&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you for my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More than you could ever know&lt;br /&gt;Make my wish come true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want for Christmas is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sam + eunice for the lovely earrings + elephant figurines, wendy + samuel for the guylian seashell chocs + rainbow candy cane + oreo thing (which tasted reaaaally good ;D) + melty kisses + ferreror rocher, joanna/wanna for the wonderful chocolatworld chocs (and the extra ribbons hahahahaha), amanda + keli + zihua (omg i dunno how to spell your name!) for the fab cookie mon cookies!!! Work today was great with the presents. Many thanks to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; who flew away to hong kong on christmas day :( i know its not your fault. Anticipating for your return. Know what my colleague said? She said that she somehow can tell that, although we're not exactly back with each other and our relationship ain't all that stable yet, i still do really love you. HEEEE -makes mini snoogle jump around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY did i have to stumble upon her blog again. This time landing on all her archives. I seriously felt as though someone just punched all the air out of me as I read through her archives. Ctrl+F-ing your name or just plain scanning through everything to see what was said about you. Although they were dated to about a year back, it still fucking hurts that my suspicions at that time were right. You were playing me or rather, just leading me on at that time, making me think I was the only one you were interested in. Couldn't breathe at all as I continued to read and read and read and read... Wondering who I'm talking about (both the owner of the blog + the 'leader')? &lt;em&gt;mestika, &lt;/em&gt;you should know who they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1551525806975698206?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1551525806975698206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1551525806975698206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1551525806975698206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1551525806975698206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-want-lot-for-christmas-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5784911877150657752</id><published>2006-12-23T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:54:25.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a fulfilling dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....at 1am in the morning. ASSSSSSS :( gonna gain even more weight now. samantha + eunice pls help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! while working i keep eating. and eating. and eating. and then i eat somemore. and then i sit on the droste boxes and eat somemore. and right now i'm still eating. eff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5784911877150657752?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5784911877150657752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5784911877150657752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5784911877150657752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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today i'm really too damn exhausted to blog i hate last-minute shoppers they kept me on my feet practically the entire day its gonna be hell during the weekend. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fL1OMmkJQuU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fL1OMmkJQuU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to miss tan. one of my most fav videos, EVER. hehehehehhe thanks for visiting me today and i'm vvv surprised you actually bought something hahahahahahahahahahaha k i just made you sound like a cheapo but i don't care thanks again byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and please ignore my retarded pictures i think i wasn't in the right state of mind when i took them. ah i'm damn sad the pictures this video has depicts me as a retard. :( (x1000)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2846297904184873743?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2846297904184873743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2846297904184873743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2846297904184873743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2846297904184873743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='If a picture is worth a thousand words,'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1600360428801393169</id><published>2006-12-20T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T13:23:52.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love off days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1600360428801393169?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1600360428801393169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1600360428801393169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1600360428801393169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1600360428801393169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-off-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-189843812902886484</id><published>2006-12-19T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:02:50.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stop giving me crap like you love me. if you do you wouldn't be saying things to make me sound so sleazy and all. i let boys touch me? i did a stripshow at nicole's party? hahahahahhaha thanks for making me sound like a whore. if you do love me, you wouldn't flare up at me over such minor things. can't believe how unwilling you can get when i ask you to visit me at my workplace. and don't fucking play me. i told you something about a year ago. i'd rather play than get played. two can play your dumb game. town is inconvenient for you? fuck if even town is inconvenient for you i think the day you finally get all willing to make a trip down my workplace is when i'm working at like holland v or something. actually i think even then you'll still come up with some cock excuse to not come. you just hate inconveniencing yourself. you'd rather let me do the travelling. you fucking pampered mummy's boy. i hate you. i wish your dad isn't so rich. hell you're not even the rich one its your dad i don't even know why you keep throwing your weight around. i hate you. bye. (U)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-189843812902886484?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/189843812902886484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=189843812902886484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/189843812902886484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/189843812902886484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/stop-giving-me-crap-like-you-love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7700236255788368619</id><published>2006-12-19T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T02:07:11.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>full shift today, morning shift tomorrow. YESSSSSS!!!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like working in town. get to meet aloooot of people whom i've never seen for a looooong time. like yuzhen, whom i just saw the other day with her mom! haven't seen her for about a year + sharon, who was in perth studying but she came back not long ago AND SHE SAID I LOOK LIKE I LOST ALOT OF WEIGHT SINCE THE LAST TIME SHE SAW ME HAHAHAHAHAHA but aiya keyword is look :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman came back to my workplace to look for me again, this time asking me to take part in some runway show :l samantha said she seems really keen on me but can't imagine myself doing a runway show i'll proly do something really me. like tripping over the skirt or something. so i said no (duh) hahahahaha i'll be like falling flat on my face :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to look at the swarovski crystal things (during a self-declared breaktime hahahahha) and fuck. i fell in love with the piano. and the butterfly. and the chess set. and the piano. and the huge 9000++ one. and the piano. and the piano. AND the piano. k i think you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....BABYYYYYYYYYYY I LIKE THE PIANO SWAROVSKI CRYSTAL ITS ONLY 100+++ YOU KNOW HEHEHEHE AND I CAN HELP YOU GET A TEN PERCENT OFF OKOKOK OK THANK YOU I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually no la i'd rather you get something i can actually use. although the crystal really IS very pretty....and i wouldn't mind having it....but practical things come first right haha i know that's what you're gonna say. or you're gonna say i always waste your money. booja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i saw weyzi in town today with his girlfriend hahahaha they stopped by my counter and she wanted to buy stuff!! but he kept dissuading her -.- but aiya damn sad he never say hi to me i don't think he even recognised me so i don't think its him cos there's no way he can't recognise me. either that or he just pretended he doesn't know me which wasn't very nice hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG KAI CAME BY TODAY HAHA ARE YOU READING WHO WAS THAT BOY WITH YOU ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME :'( hahahahahaha eh you never buy anything :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think kevin is damn funny haha i don't know why his actions and all just seem damn retarded to me and it cracks me up all the time hahahahahahahahhahaha ok nvm. anyway sigh it turned out that baby wasn't lying to me last time. the thing about acsi people having gfs and all. unless kevin was lying to me but then again why would he lie to me -.- lol. sigh babyyyyyyyyyyy! sorry for not believing you ah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i went shopping with wendy and fabian during lunch time. twas more of window shopping for me i had no cash. wendy did all the buying. fabian just dragged himself around and finally just settled on the adidas seat hahahha i saw this DAMN NICE le coq jacket it is damn nice damn nice damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like rainy nights. i like soya bean milk. i like popcorn chicken. i like chocolate pancake. i like milk tea. i like tako pachi. i like cream puffs. i like noodle omelette. i like tori-q. i like chocolate french. i like losing weight. (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye i'm so going to be like a zombie at work tomorrow morning :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7700236255788368619?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7700236255788368619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7700236255788368619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7700236255788368619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7700236255788368619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/full-shift-today-morning-shift-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8153126625744062914</id><published>2006-12-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T00:19:32.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got a sore throat. a really bad one. started croaking out christmas carols at my workplace today and everyone was like SHHHHHHHH!!!! :( yeah its that bad. it doesn't hurt anymore hahaha its the first time whereby strepsils really DOES help! i know some girls who'd die for this voice though. they think its sexy. and i know of some who purposely chomps on chocs + chips just to get a sore throat cos then they'll get that voice. the ultimate of those mainstream teens i'd say. but heck nowadays everyone i know is a mainstream idiot, including me hahahahahahahah ok not funny :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked over to the main counter to get helen to sign my time-sheet. kevin was there and then we just started talking and then he suddenly asked which school i'm from. and then i replied "ngee ann, why?" and then he said "then how you know ming chun?" and i almost fainted hahahahahahahaha cos it was DAMN sudden. like i know kevin saw me walking together with him during lunch time but i didn't know he actually knew him! in the end kevin told me he's from acsi as well which pretty much explained everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so freaking irritated in the morning. i woke up at like 8.40am. got dressed and all by 9. decided to cab down town and be early for once. in the end not only did i wait 30 minutes for a cab, i got caught in this jam along the TPE for another 30 minutes and it only cleared at the cairhill exit. practically ran to my counter although we weren't allowed to do that hahahha. by then my bosses were all calling me up cos i'm the only one on morning shift today. to sum it up, i could have saved $$$ and taken the mrt instead. would have reached my workplace EARLIER WTF :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh come visit me at me workplace leh :( and bring some $$$$ to spend :D miss tan are you reading this :( the directions to my workplace is just a post below this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG AH THERE'S THIS DAMN DAMN CUTE M&amp;M CANDY DISPENSER WHICH JUST CAME IN TODAY THERE ARE FIVE DESIGNS I THINK I'M GONNA BUY THEM FOR MY TEAM MATES THEY ARE SO FREAKING CUTE WE JUST STARTED SQUEALING WHEN SAMANTHA LIFTED THE LID OFF THE BOX OH OH AND THE DESIGN WITH THE BAKER HAS MY NAME ON IT SO HANDS OFF HAHAHAHHAAHHAHA BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8153126625744062914?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8153126625744062914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8153126625744062914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8153126625744062914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8153126625744062914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-got-sore-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1787948609960075290</id><published>2006-12-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:49:08.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>retail therapy with mommy; yesterday, today, tomorrow, day after, everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get a digicam. the nice camera shop uncle wanted to sell a 10megapix one to me at $600 hahahahahah k nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to quit this bloody tedious job soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on hiatus till... idk when. just lost to mood to blog. guess i've been too busy and exhausted lately. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YAY baby's going to visit me tomorrow. happy bernie! ok byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1787948609960075290?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1787948609960075290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1787948609960075290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1787948609960075290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1787948609960075290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/retail-therapy-with-mommy-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8187513676883545439</id><published>2006-12-07T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:39:44.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and btw those who wanna visit me at my workplace, you aren't allowed to visit me unless you're gonna buy something hahahaha cos i say so! just kidding anyway i'm located at the promotional area which is right at the back of basement two, the same area as tori-q, takopachi etc etc except i'm located riiiiiiight at the end, near the payment counters for cold storage, just in front of japanese resturant (aji-tei if i'm not wrong hahaha i'll check again). just ring me up if you decide to pop by and can't find the place. i'm workin every single day hahahahha rarely have off-days. i have an evil boss. and please bring some money to buy stuff cos we have to hit the sales target of 74k by xmas. nods. like what i said just now, i have a very evil boss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8187513676883545439?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8187513676883545439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8187513676883545439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8187513676883545439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8187513676883545439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-and-btw-those-who-wanna-visit-me-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6995023135136641401</id><published>2006-12-06T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:30:49.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets of everything</title><content type='html'>i'm never gonna use veet ever again. its like a max of 6 minutes right and i always exceed the time limit leading to those chemical burns on my legs. and its damn fuckin itchy so i scratch it and it bleeds and it leaves a scar and i have about 100 burns (ok maybe just about 10) alrd :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i had an apple in the morning. sushi in the afternoon. ajisen (volcano ramen!!!! :D) for dinner. and i just ate a slice of cake. noooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some lady approached me while i was working yesterday and asked me to join some dancing thing which will be held at the end of this month. wtf do i look like i can dance? i can't dance for nuts hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sliced my finger with this hugeee penknife this morning. was trying to slice off a cord and i sliced my finger instead the cut was so deep it started dripping blood and the guy who loan me the penknife looked horrified. like :O :O :O :O :O no kidding. it started bleeding again in ajisen ha shit i hope the blade wasn't rusty or anything...it was kinda black at the edge :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shoppin with dad and mom! :D they came down to taka and after dinner we went shopping :D we kinda went around town and i got most of my stuff from centerpoint hahahaha i rarely step into that place. got a new pair of black jeans + a long sleeve reebok tee + a regular t-shirt which mom picked out for me heheeeeeeee wanted to buy more but mom was tired :( there was this really nice lookin blue top at mango but the sleeves were elastic and i didn't like the feeling :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway prom was alright. will just sum everything up into point forn(cos i can't really remember what happened! :( )&lt;br /&gt;- food was great (hahahahahha).&lt;br /&gt;- went up to the suite when i reached and omg its devastatingly beautiful la :(&lt;br /&gt;- and the gown turned out to be too big for me i had to keep pulling it up (cos it was a tube sorta gown you see) the entire night&lt;br /&gt;- + i forgot to bring a necklace so my neck looked pretty much bare.&lt;br /&gt;- sitting beside shawn was kinda hilarious hahahaha shawn was the pimp of the night weren't you shawn!&lt;br /&gt;- and o.m.g to that thing about tat and liting. not that i'm not happy for them its just one of the more unexpected (!) and unlikely to happen kinda thing :l&lt;br /&gt;- nicole won miss ngee ann hahahahahhaha yay!&lt;br /&gt;- kason's band was great! pride of R6 i'd say!&lt;br /&gt;- there was some lucky draw thing and bliss got the first prize but she was in the washroom at that time so they drew out another number (omg bliss hahahhaha).&lt;br /&gt;- and did i mention that the food was great!!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;- oh and i did my own make-up hahahahha had help with the eyeliner and blusher i don't know how in the world to put on anything other than foundation + eyeshadow. i even screwed up at applying mascara hahahahaha i should take up lessons :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sya's dad is damn nice ah! asked him to drop me off at the bus stop and then he asked where i'm heading to and i said clementi and he drove me alllllll the way there when he's heading towards the tampines area hahahaahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. matt came down to taka last night to collect the remaining 7 tickets for flow. nice chap. not only did he travel all the way down, he even gave me commission for the three tickets i sold although min. amount to sell in order to get comm is 10 tics hahahahhaha alright i'm officially washing my hands clean from these kinda business. don't wanna get into this sorta thing anymore. told matt that last night hahahaha i think i told him to leave me alone or something omg i just realised i must have sounded damn rude. uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing for 9+ hours straight is so not fun. standing for 9+ hours straight in court shoes ain't fun at all. :'( feet were killing me yesterday. so i just wore sport shoes to work today hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people from R6 if you're reading this, can you pleaaaase send over the pictures from prom night hahahaha so far i've only gotten the ones from sam's cam and zomg i look like shit in all of them or maybe its just me hahahahhahhaha whatever it is just send them over alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't even know what's happening between you and me. sigh. snoogle. bye. will post pictures another day. when i find un-shitty ones hahahahhaha bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6995023135136641401?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6995023135136641401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=6995023135136641401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6995023135136641401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6995023135136641401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/snippets-of-everything.html' title='Snippets of everything'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4289436102955026630</id><published>2006-12-04T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T12:52:58.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to do before prom</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bathe (+ condition hair its in a terrible state for some reason. reckon cos i slept without waiting for it to dry :( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Veet time hahahahahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint fingernails + toenails&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack travelling bag for tonight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pack clutch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reach baby's house at 4.30pm to collect the camera (yes pictures!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reach Raffles Town Club at 5++&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crash xm's room and change into my prom gown (who's wearing purple :( )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make-up! (no i'm not doing my hair. can't be bothered hahahahah)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cam-whore! Cam-whore! Cam-whore! Cam-whore!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;k gee i just took out my prom gown and it looks a tad bit small to me now. i don't even wanna think about what that means.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4289436102955026630?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4289436102955026630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4289436102955026630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4289436102955026630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4289436102955026630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-to-do-before-prom.html' title='Things to do before prom'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3551895870725488915</id><published>2006-12-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:44:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in order; cereal + milk + chicken pao + siew mai + chocolate french roll + mini chocolate donut + noodle omelette + soft shell crab + a bit of baby's black pepper beef ramen + ice lemon tea + blueberry bread + soya bean milk + tuna salad sushi + roasted chicken + seaweed + pork floss bun = food consumed today = it's no wonder why i don't lose any weight these days = what if i can't fit into my prom gown tomorrow... :( x 10000000&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3551895870725488915?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3551895870725488915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3551895870725488915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3551895870725488915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3551895870725488915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-order-cereal-milk-chicken-pao-siew.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8654505508397968271</id><published>2006-12-02T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:48:06.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A really late reply...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-few-personal-messages.html#comments"&gt;http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-few-personal-messages.html#comments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shit i'm sooo sorry i just saw the comment you left me. its not everyday someone comments on the blogger's comment box but better late than never anyway. i don't know who you are but thanks alot for your comment! (and idk but for some reason you're typing like miss tan hahahaha but i think i might be wrong huh cos she doesn't have the courage to tag on my blog often much less comment hahahahaha omg i'm so gonna get scolded) ok anyway, i really appreciate what you said. it made me feel a whole lot better about the incident. not that i haven't gotten over it but it just brought me a whole new outlook to it.  i'll definitely keep your words in mind. God bless tc and thanks once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8654505508397968271?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8654505508397968271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8654505508397968271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8654505508397968271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8654505508397968271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/really-late-reply.html' title='A really late reply...'/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7307610041673025935</id><published>2006-12-02T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:32:02.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid hairdresser said that the ends of my hair's damaged and haveta cut off alot and i said nvm i'll wait for my hair to grow even longer before cutting it off but she snipped it off anyway! :'( i have freaking short hair now. cries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i changed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;cold cut trio + non-toasted italian bread + cheese + lettuce + sweet onion sauce + bacon (!) - all other vegetables including onions excluding lettuce = (L)(L)(L)(L)(L)(L)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church tomorrow! kinda nervous for some reason :( but i keep thinking about what yc said a few months ago. i told him i'm scared to go back to church cos i haven't gone back for a looooong time and God might be a little angry with me and then he said crazy. imagine if you've been away from home for a loooong time and then you finally decided to go back. they'll of course welcome you back with open arms right. haha right...! i think. i hope. blargh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made popiah my way hahahaha it has just crabsticks + egg pieces in it and i got scolded by mom but i ran to my room with it anyway hahahahaha ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't lost any weight for about a week now. whhhhyyyyyy :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7307610041673025935?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7307610041673025935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7307610041673025935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7307610041673025935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7307610041673025935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/stupid-hairdresser-said-that-ends-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-5595771919981011119</id><published>2006-12-02T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:32:31.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk. gee i'm dead tired. but its ok. i'm waiting for a call. hehehehehehe anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of work at the cocoa tree's head office today! :D finally done with all the damn wrapping i swear i don't wanna wrap anything for at least another month or so. eunice and i were so totally brain-dead while wrapping all the tins and stuff. imagine five days worth of that, doing nothing for hours but just wrapping. geeeeeeeeeeeee ok anyway! eunice is coincidentally ralph's girlfriend! hahaha i just casually asked her to show me a pic of her + her bf and then she showed me this picture in her phone. i was like hey that picture looks familiar then i realised i saw it as ralph's dp once and i asked for his name and she said ralph and i was like ralph emmanuel? and she blinked and 'how you know!!!!!'-ed hahahahahahaha twas fun working with her! but she got posted to great world though :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we went down to taka yesterday to make our passes. while waiting for the passes to be done we walked around town hahahaha and i bought a belt but i don't really like it cos it doesn't suit my *. not gonna say what it is cos i wanna give baby a surprise and wear it the next time i see him! :D (and babyyy i know you very very veryyyyy well please do NOT bug and ask me what it is ok its a SURPRISE ok? s.u.r.p.r.i.s.e. and no, its not indecent hahahahaha in fact i think you'll like it very very much its like a ok no i can't say ok no don't ask ok :( :( :( ) anyway as i was saying, i don't like the belt much as it doesn't suit my * and i'm proly gonna resell it haha DOES ANYONE WANT ITTT. its an elastic silver three-inch belt with a gold buckle hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short of cash lately and joyce wouldn't give me my pay for november. said she'll combine that month with dec into one cheque. i bet its only cos she's too lazy to open another cheque for me -.- so even though i'm working, i don't get any extra money as i can't get my pay and i keep spendin' (as usual... -.-). its no wonder there seems to be a problem with my cash flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a $100 bill in my drawer though but i'm gonna rebond my hair tomorrow cos my hair is really in a mess now its neither here nor there and its irritating the crap outta me. anyway i don't want mom to pay for it all. she's spent too much on me lately... oh i did mention the other day that i was going shoppin with her after work right! she spent almost two hundred bucks on me and that's just at one shop imagine if we walked around for a while more....hmm!!!!!!! haha i think daddy's heart ached or something the pain was evidently expressed on his face man. it was either cos mom doesn't spend that sorta money on him, or he just couldn't imagine his daughter spending so much money without even a thought haha which is kinda true... :( anyway i got my jeans + thesecretitem and the cashier asked us to spend another twelve dollars as to be eligible for the membership card and i just grabbed this purple belt don't ask me why hahahahaha and then she asked us to spend another nine bucks to get a $10 voucher or something i dunno it came in a card form. got some purple earrings hahahah PLEASE DON'T ASK ME WHAT'S WITH ME AND PURPLE i think i was just in a trance that night. and gee i betcha didn't know that the insides of my blacks jeans are purple as well haha ok i'll hush. oh and the quality of the membership card sucks like. i don't know. furthermore its the membership card of topshop as well i don't understand why the card is so horrendously (cheap) looking. even the voucher which came in the card form was in a much better form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come baby haven't call me yet... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. dad keeps preaching to the whole family. everyday. single. day. scolds us when we don't say grace before we eat our meals. sometimes he even helps the whole family say grace. he just goes 'Thank you Lord for the food'. and he was telling me that he wants to enter bible college once he has enough money. then he beamed at me and i was like ..... + he said that my old dad is gone. the one taking his place is a new dad and he's (quoted) 'A creation of God'. i mean i totally have nothing against christianity! really nothing against it in fact i'm going to church this sunday but its just. weird. and mom was nudging me and saying 'Pastor Chng' (hahahahaha) and dad heard and said as long as we don't mispronounce it and call him bastard chng then he started laughing his head off and i was again left speechless at his behaviour. still love my dad anyway. in fact i think i'm kinda blessed to have such a family haha we can live together harmoniously. gotta thank the Lord for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna blog about yesterday's acs concert! (the band one at acsi not the drama one at acbarker haha ai jerald i'm soo sorry i didn't know you were performing you didn't even tell me!) anyway i was so totally astounded by the acjc band. i missed the entire acsi slot -.- but it worked out fine in the end cos he was playing in the ib band! entire concert was totally fabulous esp the fun piece by ib!! i sat with some guy before the intermission and he turned and asked me if i was from acjc and i was like i wish lol. talked for a while more and too bad i changed seats before the ib band played i would have loved to point baby out to him while he was doing that duo piece with that kidcentral kid hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i ate subway for the first time some time back and i can tell you that (currently) 6-inch cold cut trio + non toasted italian bread + lettuce + onions + sweet onion sauce - the rest of the icky vegetables like pickles (i don't know how kai seems to loveeeeeee them) - cheese = (L)(L)(L)(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still haven't got my call :( and its been an hour and a half since i started blogging (haha). oh well. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-5595771919981011119?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/5595771919981011119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=5595771919981011119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5595771919981011119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/5595771919981011119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/12/kk.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4732766728773528173</id><published>2006-12-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:22:59.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i love my baby... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more later. esp about last night. i love baby. he looked so cute on stage in his black shirt + black pants + red tie and his hair was styled. nods. ok i'm watching survivor now be back later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4732766728773528173?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2780456439392118333</id><published>2006-11-29T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:42:58.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JIHAWFOIVJBOAFEJBDNO BFJOKOFEKDSJVFNBCVG JKDKOFVNKLDK VNCKL NBVKDK VNKOCVNJZKOVDCFNKXV XBOSMNFXOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FUCKING IRRITATED + ANNOYED + ANGRY + UPSET + DISAPPOINTED + VERY VERY SAD NOW FUCK WHY MUST THIS HAPPEN TO ME ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i need some form of release&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/18678349-2780456439392118333?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2780456439392118333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2780456439392118333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2780456439392118333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2780456439392118333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/jihawfoivjboafejbdno.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8231595474788781055</id><published>2006-11-28T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T01:37:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh wah lao wait i can't find the video when phebe told me its alrd on youtube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK I FOUND IT HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA OMG OK WAIT I'M GONNA WATCH IT AGAIN HAHA OMG I SEE MY PRIMARY SCH PIC SHIT HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k done. wanted to post the vid up but my pics all damn unglam (no kidding right ms tan haha) esp the one of me in a blazer omg what was i thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway work was fine :) :) :) many more helpers were around today, ALLLLL from an allgirls school -.- worked overtime today hahahaha boss chased me out at 7++ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anorexia does not work for me anymore. so now its a 500 calories/day plan. everything was going well today. skipped breakfast + lunch. but there was some celebration thing going on in the office today and they gave me a piece of cake and i ate it :'( and i skipped lunch so at 4pm celeste came in and gave me a muffin and i ate it as well  :'(  i came home and daddy gave me a box of belgian chocolates and i ate three pieces after battling with myself for a looong time :'( :'( after that, bro came home with cheeseburgers :'( :'( :'( adanvqeviowbvioq shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm freaking pissed now someone's making my blood boiiiiiil time for bed anyway gotta get up early tomorrow again. GOING SHOPPING WITH MOMMY AFTER WORK TOMORROW YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8231595474788781055?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8231595474788781055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8231595474788781055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8231595474788781055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8231595474788781055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/eh-wah-lao-wait-i-cant-find-video-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7860510121065040014</id><published>2006-11-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:01:54.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm damn tired work was omg and hershey's cherry cordial kisses sucks and yes i sneakily ate a few pieces when nobody was looking (i think. i hope.) and i think the warehouse is my kind of heaven haha byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7860510121065040014?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7860510121065040014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7860510121065040014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7860510121065040014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7860510121065040014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-damn-tired-work-was-omg-and-hersheys.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4528697260103002317</id><published>2006-11-26T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:34:00.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so... camp kinda. i dunno. the bbq was fine. farewell celebration was great! i didn't sleep at all couldn't seem to fall asleep. so fer, xm and i went off to eat hotcakes W SAUSAGE (:D:D:D) at 5 in the morning. had macs the whole way man i'm serious. had 4 nuggets before camp started, fries before 'bedtime' and hotcakes in the morning. gonna starve myself again hahahahahahahah shit man i ate so much last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... really can't stand some of my juniors. not joan's batch or bel's batch and of course not yuhan's batch. its the P6 ones the 1994(lol) people. i mean hello? doubt you guys even exchanged a word to any of the sec 4s right. just stared at us and scrutinised for the entire camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway like i said, the three of us went off to eat macs in the morning right. came back, wanted to snuggle into my sleeping bag and catch a wink or two. went up and gee there was someone sleepin in my sleeping bag. one of those P6 ones at that but its ok. really its fine she was probably tired and couldn't find any other place. so i just went down and joined xm and fer and slept on one of those wooden benches in front of the general office. when i woke up i went upstairs only to find my sleeping bag missing -.- and i found out who was the one who slept in it and she just gave me this incredulous stare when i asked where my sleeping bag was. like wow not even a word of thanks? you guys are good man. really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so okkkk after that bel gave up her seat on the couch to me. hahahaha not bad! woke up to find nooraini dragging me off the couch -.- lol cos they were clearing the room and stuff. no points for guessing who didn't help and was out of the room first hahahahaha shit i'm sooo gonna get flamed. anyway, fer found this camera and it belonged to one of the other P6 girls and haha i told miss tan to throw it away :l which she didn't of course :( then we asked who's cam was it and this P6 girl raised up her hand. and just remained seated there as if expecting miss tan to go over and hand her the cam personally. i was like omgwtfwtfwtf should have thrown the cam away.... she might have been tired and all but hey its not as if we were totally hyped up right. seriously, their attitude suck balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4528697260103002317?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4528697260103002317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4528697260103002317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4528697260103002317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4528697260103002317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-111000258713753173</id><published>2006-11-25T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:00:29.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being anorexic helps alooooooooooooot if you're tryin to fit into your prom gown. i just bought a gown today and its a size 101010101010. ok no its just a ten i just wanted to emphasize on the number hahahahahaha although i know its still very big but did you know i was a 16 last time and ya i'm not gonna emphasize on that number hahahahahahahaha ANYWAY! just give me a few more months and as what i was telling sherry a while ago, i'll be bringing sexy back! size 0000000! hahahahahah no mc i'm not bringing you back. stop smiling. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this black gown i reaaaaaaaaaally liked but they didn't have it in my size! and for the first time, i couldn't buy something i really liked just cos it was too BIG for me HAHAHAHHA aiya i was damn sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i seem to be a part-time-anorexic-patient now. -stares at empty bowl in front which contained fried rice about 10 minutes ago...- and i think i'm gonna get kidney failure before i even hit thirty. the fried rice alrd had salt in it. i added more salt + soya sauce + salted minced pork hahahahahhahahahaha geeeeeeeee. i still remember mc saying something like 'if you get kidney failure don't expect me to donate my kidney to you ah'. thanks i know how much you love me. hehehehe okok i'll stop teasing you wait you make me close down my blog. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wait you really make me close down my blog boo. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vball camp tomorrow but i'm feeling terribly guilty man. all the seniors are going at 6pm and missing out on the programmes the sec threes planned out for the afternoon. sorry guys i don't know about the others but kayaking and fishing is just not my thing! you guys should know right hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i just realised i ate alot today. conclusion: must double up determination + perseverance when i'm out with&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;kai, who goes around and shrieks at food. no kidding. "aiyee berry (she still keeps up with calling me berry after years) that one looks so nice!" "kai loves bread. yum yum." she doesn't sound like a 17-year-old from hwa chong right hahahahahahaha ok kai i'm so sorry hahaha but you're damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH. i went to crystal jade yesterday and i ordered this thingy which had like 6 of those soup buns + the beef brisket thing! :D:D i'd pick that over whatever la mian anyday and i like spring rolls :D + RED BEAN PANCAKE although i haven't tried it but it looks good so i like it hahahah. total bill was $40+++ AND I PAID FOR IT ALL YES!!! i felt so happy after that! ...k weirdo. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-111000258713753173?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/111000258713753173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=111000258713753173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/111000258713753173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/111000258713753173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/being-anorexic-helps-alooooooooooooot.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1793687840808918877</id><published>2006-11-23T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T15:46:09.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i should get my money back. should i? hahahahah many are saying that i'm being very stupid :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've yet to blog about what happened during surge night. i got banned from mos hahahaha. was brought to the interrogation place and the police (i think) wanted to confiscate my IC. then i stood there and burst into tears (hahahahahha!) then the guy was like "and i'll have to ban you from MOS tonight ok?" then i cried even harder when he tried to chop the banned stamp on my wrists then he said "no don't cry! the ban is just for tonight. and i'll give your IC back to you." then i tried to say that i'm a guest for the event then he said there's nothing he can do then i ran off crying hahahaha stupid bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING OUT WITH MC LATER HAHA EVERYTHING'S MY TREAT! KK I GTG GET READY I'M GONNA PUT ON MAKE-UP HAHAHAH I HOPE I DON'T SCREW UP BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1793687840808918877?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1793687840808918877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1793687840808918877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1793687840808918877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1793687840808918877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/maybe-i-should-get-my-money-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6382265791763687999</id><published>2006-11-22T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T23:43:32.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few personal messages...</title><content type='html'>decided not to blog the whole shit out. there's no point anyway. just gonna blog a few things directly to some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;dawn&lt;/strong&gt;, i don't know if you'll be reading this but i'll just say it here anyway. i really &lt;u&gt;did not&lt;/u&gt; say i'm not grateful for helping me pay my absorb fee first. that aside, you said that you'll meet me at 7pm in front of MOS to pass me my 10 tickets. i was there punctually but not only did you arrive close to 8pm, i didn't get my tickets at all. hell i didn't even see the tickets that night. this was what i was afraid of when i was so reluctant to give you the money first you understand? pardon me if i'm wrong, but you didn't even seem to care if your bro came down with the tickets or not. i understand that both you and shaun had other things to worry about but you could have at least worked something out as you did tell me i'll get them by 7pm. by the time i cabbed home at 1am+ i still did not even catch a glimpse of the tickets when i transferred money into your acc for all 10 of the tickets that afternoon. this was what i was complaining to shaun about. i don't know what he said to you that made you so angry + sarcastic towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;shaun&lt;/strong&gt;, lol. i don't even know what to say to you, really. i just hope you read the last few messages i sent to you via msn. i don't know if you're angry with me now or what (actually, why would you be? i didn't even trouble you much last night. you didn't let me. just kept running away from me. lol.) but honestly, i don't really care any way. i thought it was horrendous the way you spoke in such a different tone in the combined conversation. it just made me realise what kind of person you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've seen the way you work. honestly, i'm not crazy over it. you might tell me everyone works like that. but hey, last night, you tried to sell tickets to my schoolmates when they already bought from me, only they didn't have the tickets yet cos we were waiting for dawn's bro to come with it. and then you said stuff like you have the tickets on hand if they buy from you they can receive it immediately. then they said they already paid me and you asked me to return the money to them, so that they can purchase the tickets from you. i was really like wtf man are you that desperate to sell off your tickets you'd even poach away my only buyers? its not as if you don't know that people cancelled tickets on me cos they waited for hours and the tickets still didn't arrive. its not about the money issue now. that just reflected on how much a 'friend' i am to you. i mean, what kind of friend does that, really. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being sooo reluctant to give me my guest pass. i mean seriously any fool can see that you were reluctant. you obviously weren't joking with me or whatever i could see the expression in your eyes and your body language that you didn't have enough guest passes on hand. excuse me if i'm wrong but when you told me "wait i'll pass it to you later" i figured it meant "wait i might have better people to pass it to and then i will cock up some story to tell you why you don't have a guest pass" lol. correct me if i'm wrong but that's the way i felt at that moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't you have at least the courtesy to inform me of any mishap beforehand? i'm not saying that you're obliged to i just feel that it would be decent enough. like telling me you have taken derrick off the guestlist. at least he could have bought a ticket from me at $13 instead of getting one from you at $25. and you really left me alone at the carpark while you went off with dawn everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;and if not for hongjie's help, i would not have known you were at ZOUK (omg really wtf) and i would have foolishly stayed outside MOS for a much longer time. i don't blame you for going off to zouk halfway because i can understand that cos the matters you were handling last night were driving you nuts and you proly went over to have a good time but you could have at least informed me, no? i know my phone died but its not as if i didn't update you on the number in which you can reach me at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, i'm not angry over the money i could have made from the remaining 6 tickets. hell i would have made an even bigger loss if you3 didn't pass me the 4 tickets. but its ok. the money for the 6 tickets (buyers were purchasing them at $16 each so that amounts up to $96), you can keep. i don't really wish to get it i guess i'll just treat it as the price i paid. and i don't wanna spend the time and effort chasing after you for my money cos after all, you were a pretty good friend to me before all these shit happened, and you might have other more important things to handle i don't wish to bug you about money problems like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be assured that although i did say i never wanna see you again, i'm not irresponsible as to chuck the tickets for flow + zoukout at you immediately. just to update you, i'm trying my best to finish selling the remaining 7 tickets for flow and as for zoukout, my bro said that his friends are interested and all but if there are unsold tickets the booklet will definitely reach your hands by december 1 (as i think you need to go down to zouk's office the following day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;derrick&lt;/strong&gt;, you have no idea how sorry and upset i was over what happened to you. having to purchase a ticket at $25 (btw someone came up to me and asked if i'd wanna buy a ticket for $13!!! you should have waited around :( ), having to handle all your friends + the unsolved thing over the priority queue. i had no idea you were not in the guestlist anymore until that day itself. although i know the 5 bucks i contributed towards your ticket isn't much but i was short on cash last night and could only get cash when i sold my 10 tickets. i know you're angry with me cos you told your friends that they can get this and that but i didn't know they couldn't cos shaun was the one who told me all those things ok? he also promised me free drinks and stuff but i doubt i would have gotten them myself. nevertheless, i know that last night was tough on you as your friends were most probably grumbling and stuff. i know a sorry won't help anything but i'm gonna apologise to you anyway. and i know you might have felt as though i didn't give a shit about what happens to you in the end and stuff but i really had alot of things to handle last. and i've already tried to balance everything out but i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the people i promised priority queue to aka &lt;strong&gt;zhixian, gabe etc etc&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm not sure if you guys got it in the end (right now, i don't even know if there's such a thing as priority queue) but i highly doubt so. i'm terribly sorry you have no idea how apologetic i was last night and am right now. and again, i know sorry won't help things but i just hope you guys will understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6382265791763687999?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1288925388612349024</id><published>2006-11-22T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:56:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kk i just woke up. hahahahhaa ok wait i'm settling the shit with shaun now. i'll DEFINITELY blog about it later. you have no idea how freaking pisssssed i was last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1288925388612349024?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1288925388612349024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1288925388612349024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1288925388612349024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1288925388612349024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/kk-i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-597800558488959599</id><published>2006-11-22T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T03:12:09.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog tomorrow. promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-597800558488959599?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/597800558488959599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=597800558488959599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/597800558488959599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/597800558488959599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8128237116856310468</id><published>2006-11-21T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:38:45.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*********** is fucked up shit pleaaaase. and that butch is omg i don't wanna say -.- -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done everything i can. i just hope God will be with me and help me through this... i know why he made me go through this you know. i really do. it was to help me and lead me back to the correct path. and i really appreciate it. those who wants to know what happened can just ask me on msn. i might blog about it but i might not hahahah so yeah if you really want to know just ask i'll tell you. but now, all i ask, is for this other problem to be solved. and after dec9, i'm washing my hands off this 'business'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8128237116856310468?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8128237116856310468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8128237116856310468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8128237116856310468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8128237116856310468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-fucked-up-shit-pleaaaase.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8901909322902230600</id><published>2006-11-20T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:02:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucked up day. fucked up people making me go crazy. one annoying me like shit right now. after a totally fucked up day today, i've decided to announce something. but i want mc to be the first one to know hahahaha so i'll post it here after telling him... tomorrow. or something. no mood to blog. what a day, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Smoked before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Drunk alcohol before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Slept with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;4. Slept with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;5. Gotten into any fights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Kissed someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;7. Kissed someone of the same sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Had someone in your room of the opposite sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Scolded vulgarities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bought porn&lt;br /&gt;11. Take drugs before medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Hate going to the doctor's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;14. Lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;15. Snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;16. Done something illegal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Cut yourself&lt;br /&gt;18. Hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;19. Wished someone to die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;22. Stayed up all night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;24. Been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;25. Been to a rehab&lt;br /&gt;26. Dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;27. Received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;28. Been in a wreck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Been to a club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;32. Seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;33. Had a fight&lt;br /&gt;34. Had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;35. Sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;36. Wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Wore wristbands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Wore black eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;40. Own a 50 cent CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Hugged someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;42. Hugged someone of the same sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Gone out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. Gone out with someone of the opposite sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Stole something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;47. Blacked out&lt;br /&gt;48. Fainted&lt;br /&gt;49. HAVE a crush on your neighbour&lt;br /&gt;50. Had someone else snuck into your room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. Snuck into someone else's room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Had gone and watched movies with friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Dry humped someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;56. Called someone a slut&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Broke a mirror&lt;br /&gt;59. Showered at someone of the opposite sex's house&lt;br /&gt;60. Brushed your teeth with someone else's brush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;62. Seen an R rated movie in theaters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Gone out with friends to the mall&lt;br /&gt;64. Skipped school&lt;br /&gt;65. Had an eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;66. Had hurt yourself before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Gone to court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Caught something on fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. Lied about your age&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Owned an apartment&lt;br /&gt;72. Cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;73. Cheated with someone&lt;br /&gt;74. Got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. Talked to a stranger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;77. Kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;78. Rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;79. Been sexually harassed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. Been verbally harassed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81. Met face to face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;82. Stayed online for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;83. Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;84. Watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Been to a fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. Cursed&lt;br /&gt;88. Prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;89. Laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. Cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;91. Cheated on homework&lt;br /&gt;92. Held hands with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;93. Want to be dead&lt;br /&gt;94. Cut yourself before&lt;br /&gt;95. Hate(d) yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Had a crush on someone 10 years older than you&lt;br /&gt;98. Worn eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;99. Skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;100. Laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha doing this made me realise i forgot to say that.............i don't know how to put on makeup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4643536097698985346?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4643536097698985346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4643536097698985346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4643536097698985346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4643536097698985346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8654765508641512216</id><published>2006-11-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:55:28.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>found these in a folder hahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/1600/914071/Dscn2780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/320/385823/Dscn2780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol check out xm's expression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/1600/237274/Dscn3470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/320/798231/Dscn3470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;eh. weird shit i don't know how to describe this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/1600/124717/Dscn2906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/320/717155/Dscn2906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;twas before our east zone finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/1600/111776/Dscn2970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/320/128254/Dscn2970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHA ok byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8654765508641512216?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8654765508641512216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8654765508641512216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8654765508641512216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8654765508641512216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/found-these-in-folder-hahahhahaha-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1480640817109503287</id><published>2006-11-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:19:34.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/1600/731887/Dscn2134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/589/2280/320/256924/Dscn2134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;training yesterday sucked balls. i was under-performing like shiiiiit. so bad that coach had to sub me out. bullfrogs. not going back anymore. one, because i suck so bad at my sport that i don't have the mood to play anymore , and two, because i'll be working. but even if i'm free during a training day i still won't go. pffft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this shitass girl is pissing me off although she didn't do much. hahahaha heck she's rubbish anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if anyone comes asking me for tickets now i'll be like zzz -.- don't ask why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no mood to blog. bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1480640817109503287?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1480640817109503287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1480640817109503287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1480640817109503287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1480640817109503287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/training-yesterday-sucked-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-1145782183844986933</id><published>2006-11-18T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:05:55.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;EH GUYS I'M SERIOUS! DON'T YOU NEED TICKETS FOR SURGE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two motherfuckers tried tried to steal my cab yesterday when it was like five minutes til my exam starts. and they're like 40+ years old -.- seriously. and i started telling them off and this guy just stared at me and started laughing. you know why? cos he fucking doesn't understand english. which just downgrades them even further. i'm not trying to be some arrogant prat but i seriously cannot stand cab snatchers. don't understand english and still wanna laugh at me. fuckerrrrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha so anyway, in point form,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- acc mcq was quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;- adam is not going to surge anymore he returned his tickets yesterday :(&lt;br /&gt;- jeremy's friends bought surge tickets from this other girl for $14/tic... and mind you they bought ALOT. it was like what. twenty plus?&lt;br /&gt;- i ate alot last night fuck. i seem to be like on a starve-yourself-the-whole-day-and-binge-at-night kinda thing. not good not good.&lt;br /&gt;- cried myself to sleep last night again. ask yourself why. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agenda of today&lt;br /&gt;- go out NOW to get * (hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;- meet zx at orchard mrt to pass him his tic&lt;br /&gt;- meet shaun at wisma's starbucks&lt;br /&gt;- meet all the buyers at wisma's starbucks&lt;br /&gt;- rush off to nyjc for training&lt;br /&gt;- TRAINING HAHAHAHAHA I LOVE TRAINING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-1145782183844986933?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/1145782183844986933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=1145782183844986933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1145782183844986933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/1145782183844986933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-motherfuckers-tried-tried-to-steal.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-8428330092708237737</id><published>2006-11-17T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:32:18.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just dreamt that i got a C5 for all my subjects + i had to retake chinese Os again. and mr joseph lim was the one who handed me my result slip. and he was making fun of me etc etc i got so mad i was like fuck i hate this school i hate the fucking teachers who are so fucked up like you. you should have seen the expression on him face man....priceless. accounts paper 1 in less than an hour's time and i'm still at home in my pjs. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-8428330092708237737?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/8428330092708237737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=8428330092708237737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8428330092708237737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/8428330092708237737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-dreamt-that-i-got-c5-for-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6620173589864587512</id><published>2006-11-17T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T10:26:29.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DON'T YOU GUYS NEED TICKETS FOR SURGE :( :( :( :( hahahha anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why some people (e.g. me) are willing to spend money on snacks which will in the end make them gain weight. i mean seriously. its almost three in the morning, and i'm sitting here, happily blogging &amp; eating snicker pods. jesus i just finished two packets of seaweed just now mc is not gonna be pleased...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and i ate a fucking lot today haha oh shit oh shit oh shiiiiiiiit. i ate three ice cream cones (yea just the cone i only like the cone hahahhahaha) + half a dish of baked rice from pastamania (i couldn't finish it and anyway it tasted weird) + instant noodles (i'll tell you guys why later) + a packet of tom yum seaweed, a packet of wasabi seaweed + HUNDREDS OF PODS. holy crap and please its not throughout the day. all these were consumed within what. 4 hours? minus the pods that is. anyhow i'm not suppose to be eating. ok shit i sound anorexic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. hahaha cos mc was like saying he's hungry on msn just now and said to cook noodles for him. i asked how in the world am i gonna pass it to him. through the void known as cyberspace? and he said yeah! and i doublechecked with him whether he really wanted me to cook for him and he said yes. so i really went to cook the noodles :( (no please stop laughing i have realised my stupidity) then i came back and happily told him i cooked the noodles already. and he was like 'huh you really went to cook?'. HIWSOBAZSPINVPWNBOEBNO so i lied to him and said i dump the noodles away to make him feel bad hahaha. yeah you can guess where the noodles actually went.... :( (x 1000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ bunny told me training's on saturday instead of tomorrow (or rather, today) and i can't make it on saturday! gtg meet althea. or maybe not. i forgot what shaun told me. but anyway, the main thing is i can't make it on saturday and i. can't. fucking. train. the. fucking. flab. off. fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6620173589864587512?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6620173589864587512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=6620173589864587512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6620173589864587512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6620173589864587512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-you-guys-need-tickets-for-surge.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2748036063381055976</id><published>2006-11-16T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T12:26:13.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SURGE! @ MOS , 21st NOV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first party right after the o's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring surprise adrenaline pumpin' boxing match between two hunks over a girl&lt;br /&gt;and that's gonna set the temperature surgin through the roof!&lt;br /&gt;plus! a betting booth will be set up so place your bets on the hunk you think is gonna win the boxing match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna miss out on THE party of the season?&lt;br /&gt;then GET YOUR TICKETS NOW!&lt;br /&gt;$20 presale, $25 at the door, + one complimentary drink&lt;br /&gt;age limit : 16 years and above&lt;br /&gt;doors open from 7:30pm all the way till 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact me via msn; cherishness at hotmail dot com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;want extra perks?? if you order from me right now, you can get in without queuing! thaaaaat's right just come to the front to look for me and i'll let you in after checking your IDs. its that simple!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're interested in becoming a runner, do contact me as well. COMMISSION IS NEGOTIABLE! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. i know i'm suppose to be out with kai and wei but kai has training so she told me and i said ok we'll go out another day then. but i was still planning to go out with wei but kai smsed wei saying that we postponed the thing so wei made other plans for tomorrow already and i'm stuck with no plans at all -.- -.- -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going to meet mc at vivo later... hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounts paper sucked balls man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know what else to blog about... OH YEAH. i ate like a fuckin lot last night! geeeee i seriously seriously think its cos i told the truth to mom. perhaps i was troubled over lying to my parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is sucha boring post, i know. byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2748036063381055976?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2748036063381055976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2748036063381055976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2748036063381055976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2748036063381055976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/surge-mos-21st-nov.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7103836042162105178</id><published>2006-11-15T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T20:28:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm suffering from rheumatism (hahahahaa)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...+ insomnia. haven't been able to fall asleep these few days. i mean i do sleep but its that kind of you-do-sleep-but-you-wake-up-feeling-as-though-you-haven't-slept-at-all sleep. and i take freaking long to drift off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i just finished eating dinner hahahahaha. i feel like hurling. anyway i'm not on a diet or whatever. seriously. i WAS. but i decided to stop about a few days ago but now i find food repulsive i don't know why. hopefully my appetite will get better... its already getting better. reckon its cos i finally told mom about surge. manage to persuade her to let me stay out that night... say... have you guys gotten your tickets yet? haha get em from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SURGE! @ MOS , 21st NOV.&lt;br /&gt;first party right after the o's!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring surprise adrenaline pumpin' boxing match between two hunks over a girl&lt;br /&gt;and that's gonna set the temperature surgin through the roof!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plus! a betting booth will be set up so place your bets on the hunk you think is gonna win the boxing match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna miss out on THE party of the season?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then GET YOUR TICKETS NOW!&lt;br /&gt;$20 presale, $25 at the door, + one complimentary drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;age limit : 16 years and above&lt;br /&gt;doors open from 7:30pm all the way till 4am!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contact me via msn; cherishness at hotmail dot com!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;want extra perks?? if you order from me right now, you can get in without queuing! thaaaaat's right just come to the front to look for me and i'll let you in after checking your IDs. its that simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're interested in becoming a runner, do contact me as well. COMMISSION IS NEGOTIABLE! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SHIT WAIT THERE'S A FUCKING BEE IN MY ROOM :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7103836042162105178?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7103836042162105178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7103836042162105178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7103836042162105178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7103836042162105178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-im-suffering-from-rheumatism.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-3066100353290946341</id><published>2006-11-15T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T02:32:48.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiiii. i don't know a single shit about accounts and my exam is in twelve hours time. God help me :( gonna meet edwin the accounting nerd at macs tomorrow together with derrick cos both of us are totally clueless about accounting formats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. woke up at twelve cos my phone was ringing -.- after that i went to do a bit of accounts. wasn't very successful though. ok. it wasn't successful AT ALL. then shaun called at 1+, telling me we have to reach zouk by three -.- so ok i rushed around a lil but in the end i still had to cab AND THE CAB UNCLE WAS FREAKING NUTS he was speeding like nobody's business my feet turned really cold and i was holding on for my dear life. it only took five minutes for him to get from serangoon to town wtf right hahahaha. the cab fare only costed $7++ and that's freaking cheap judging from the distance travelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shaun dawn and i went up to zouk's office (and oh man e* was really daaaaamn haha ok nvm i don't wanna say) then we went to great world's yoshi to eat. i didn't eat anything :( i'm still on my eating disorder hahahahahaha i haven't eaten anything since sunday night except for an apple. and nooooo i'm not having gastrics hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-3066100353290946341?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/3066100353290946341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=3066100353290946341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3066100353290946341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/3066100353290946341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/hiiii.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-375089028068169146</id><published>2006-11-13T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:23:46.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and. after wearing my contacts again, choosing + changing clothes (which took me like half hour hahahaha), brushing my hair and all ready and set to go out........... shaun told me althea needed to go for an urgent meeting and that she couldn't make it. thanks shaun. now you owe me two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-375089028068169146?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/375089028068169146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=375089028068169146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/375089028068169146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/375089028068169146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-6593686063074339315</id><published>2006-11-13T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:24:12.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came home. all shagged from walking around for 6, 7 hours straight. took a bath + washed my contacts. finally settled down on my bed and now shaun's asking me to go out -.- -.- -.- -.- -.- -.- i hope you're reading this. you owe me one now. so there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-6593686063074339315?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/6593686063074339315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=6593686063074339315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6593686063074339315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/6593686063074339315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/came-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2929443993178295269</id><published>2006-11-13T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:34:59.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O.M.G. HAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHAHA OK THIS IS DEFINITELY CTTM!!! and no its a private joke i'm not telling you what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;pray for me. lit paper II tomorrow and i have to score like 80+, 90+ to get an overall distinction, based on how i screwed up my paper I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, BUSY BUSY day tomorrow. i'll be meeting like a gazillion people. ok not really a gazillion but to put it vaguely, i'll be covering the north, south and east of sg. + i'm not sleepin tonight. lets see if i'll experience fatigue tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk anyway i have more or less an agenda for the rest of this week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday  &lt;/strong&gt;daddy's going to shut me at home. he took a day off work to teach me accounts haha i love daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday &lt;/strong&gt; most probably going down to the cocoa tree's head office after my accounts paper. manager wants to brief me on the roadshow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday &lt;/strong&gt; going to town with kai + wei hahaha i'm fucking excited its been a long time since the three of us went out together! and yeah you can guess what kai's first question was when i asked her if she's free that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'where are we going to eat at?&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;...o.m.g hahahaha see we weren't exaggerating in last wednesday's post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday &lt;/strong&gt; heading back to nyjc to finally train the flabs off . :( (x 1000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday + sunday  &lt;/strong&gt;will be mugging for my subscience MCQ. have to get 40/40 hahahaha :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk goodnight all i'm going to drink some coffee and work through the night again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2929443993178295269?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2929443993178295269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2929443993178295269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2929443993178295269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2929443993178295269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4860374206756282612</id><published>2006-11-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T00:04:55.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>basically i just stayed at home, munching the entire day away -.- will update more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4860374206756282612?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4860374206756282612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4860374206756282612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4860374206756282612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4860374206756282612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/basically-i-just-stayed-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-2011101891220988146</id><published>2006-11-12T04:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:45:46.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck i can't sleep there's a fucking moth in my room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-2011101891220988146?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/2011101891220988146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=2011101891220988146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2011101891220988146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/2011101891220988146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-7583582560471732809</id><published>2006-11-12T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T01:21:01.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there was a bee in my room just now. twas crawling on the floor. asked dad to pick it up with a tissue and throw it out of the window. then he threw the tissue along with it and when i scolded him he said it was to act as a parachute for the bee. riiiiiiight -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dam!!! can't wait can't wait. oh and shaun too haha you know, i can't wait! fuck man hahaha i'm smiling like shit ok no i feel like a bloody idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i took almost 6 bloody hours to finish cleaning up my room. twas from like 6++pm-12am. but it was worth it. i love my room now hahahaha. not that i hated it before but. you know. ah forget it. gonna move my television back tomorrow! :D haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha eh i'm fucking happy today everything's going my way haha and shit i love my room hahahahahaha ok sorry byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-7583582560471732809?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/7583582560471732809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=7583582560471732809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7583582560471732809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/7583582560471732809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-was-bee-in-my-room-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Bernie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W2_bOpXy3U8/TESPxMbYgRI/AAAAAAAAALA/xPMqHmux6xE/s1600-R/Photoon2010-05-10at0345.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18678349.post-4858399919038621574</id><published>2006-11-11T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T04:44:13.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit i regret moving my account to the beta blogger. ain't used to it. anyway i was kept busy the moment i woke up cos i found out that aoignaiovniaeoqgcqmpvwenvwo wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta clean my room up by today. desk's a clutter. gotta do it before dad wakes up and forces me to learn the different accounting tables. and its weird how my whole family knows accounting except for me hahaahhaha k later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-4858399919038621574?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/4858399919038621574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18678349&amp;postID=4858399919038621574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4858399919038621574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18678349/posts/default/4858399919038621574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/2006/11/shit-i-regret-moving-my-account-to-beta.html' 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it -.- -.- -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- was freaking stressed an hour before the math paper. but everyone was pretty nice to me! cos i was obviously frantic + ben even gave me his extra cup of apple green tea and you all know what a cheapskate he is... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i teared when we were waiting for 1 minute to pass so we could get started on doing our math paper (it has to start exactly on the dot i don't know why) cos i was so freaking terrified then tat kept giving me the 'please calm down' gesture which made me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i didn't have enough time to finish a math paper. and its not because i didn't know how to do them. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- if you really have to know, during the past math exams i was totally clueless about formulas and stuff and i always end up sleeping for 1hr+ and handing up a sheet or two with pathetic solutions to the attempted questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my killer week is over yessssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- think i have to retake Os next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- am doing a roadshow (i think its a roadshow) for cocoa tree at takashimaya during the december holidays. will love it if you guys come and visit me but no i'm not giving out free chocolates (hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- snoogle says hihihihihihihihi ok i just made him face the wall again he talks too much sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- am going for a run now. i just ate dinner and i'm feeling fuckin guilty. its 8+ i hope i don't run into anymore WEIRD people. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18678349-116316255652743282?l=dichh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dichh.blogspot.com/feeds/116316255652743282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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