<?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-15471048</id><updated>2012-01-22T00:31:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>noisran-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113783799001203220</id><published>2006-01-21T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T18:06:39.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/IMG_0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/IMG_0925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Camp CORRI II!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIRD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; camp. (&lt;strong&gt;Lou:&lt;/strong&gt; NOT MY &lt;em&gt;FIRST&lt;/em&gt; BITCH. Who wouldn't feel crabby if you slept at 11+ and woke at 5 in the morning? &lt;strong&gt;YOU TELL ME&lt;/strong&gt;. So I wasn't acting BIG, &lt;em&gt;FUCKTARD&lt;/em&gt;. Be careful of what you say. I can bite you through my words. Its worse when I &lt;em&gt;PMS&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembled at school for some &lt;strong&gt;Icebreakers&lt;/strong&gt; and lunch. Did the &lt;em&gt;Faster-Throw-Away-The-Food-Before-They-Find-Out&lt;/em&gt; trick. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on the &lt;strong&gt;Rock Wall&lt;/strong&gt; first cos I was picked out for demostration. After what I said in the previous post! Geez. Might be the Karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flying Fox&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;Abseiling&lt;/strong&gt; after the Weather-Clear Siren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/IMG_0922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/IMG_0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I brought a pillow, cos the floor was damn hard for sure. Loads of ants too. The back door couldn't be properly shut, so everyone opposite me, Ren and Manda kept joking about Pontianak. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kayaking &lt;/strong&gt;in the morning! Very short, due to the time. &lt;strong&gt;Low ropes&lt;/strong&gt; was fun! Okay, quite. Not nice holding on to sweaty people where you yourself is sticky. Gah. Oh man, don't even remind me about the &lt;em&gt;Spider-Web&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orienteering&lt;/strong&gt; just before dinner. Was so boring that me, Manda and Alex cheated. THANKS VANISHA! Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Campfire&lt;/strong&gt;! Had no energy to actually give my all. Sorry lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High ropes&lt;/strong&gt;. Did only one (I went first, AGAIN!) where I had to walk across on a thin metal rope and grab ropes to stable myself. Practically everyone who went succesfully got across, except Amanda Tan who was afraid she would &lt;em&gt;fall flat on her face&lt;/em&gt;. GAH. I strained my neck just looking up at her, being a spotter and all. Double GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got back to &lt;s&gt;school&lt;/s&gt; civilisation and back home. (Thanks much to Samantha Chong's dad who drove me back!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then! Nobody was home. Sam too. NO ONE WANTS US HOME! Okay lah, I had Maddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Just &lt;strong&gt;two and a half days&lt;/strong&gt; away from home and the place is disastrous! Maddy was drinking out of &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pail in the toilet&lt;/em&gt;, instead of his waterbowl. Why? BECAUSE HIS REAL OWNER WOULDN'T CHANGE THE WATER. Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room table was a big, big mess, cos of the very same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral?&lt;strong&gt; I AM SUCH A RESPONSIBLE KID WHEN IT COMES TO HOUSE STABILITY&lt;/strong&gt;. Love me for it cos you cannot live without it. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113783799001203220?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113783799001203220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113783799001203220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113783799001203220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113783799001203220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/camp-corri-ii-my-third-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113749627382751772</id><published>2006-01-17T18:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T14:00:58.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, like making mistakes (Quote, Miss Karen Kang), is &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, reminds me of &lt;em&gt;Cadet Kelly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, means pretending to love the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, equals sleeping with bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, means no &lt;em&gt;Corn&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Monster&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, reminds me of &lt;em&gt;Spongebob&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, reminds me of last year where I just went around going, &lt;em&gt;"How many fingers do I have?".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp&lt;/strong&gt;, in trackies, MEANS PLENTY OF BUTT ACTION WHEN GOING ROCK CLIMBING! Which to me is tremendously explicit, who wants anybody to stare at their panty line? Ew ew ew. Come, lets invest in some thongs before tomorrow arrives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding about the thongs, they make climbing up even more worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if they do have Rock Climbing, &lt;strong&gt;I AM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;RUNNING AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Of course, dragging Ren with me, to the toilet. Where I'll pretend to cry cos I miss civilisation, but more importantly, the fiesty creature who goes by the name &lt;em&gt;Madrid Tan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make myself think Camp would suck. Maybe it wouldn't, on the &lt;em&gt;last day&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I have to go get myself TV time, cos ONE WHOLE FUCKING DAY WITHOUT TV WOULD DEHYDRATE MY TUBBING BONES. I would shrivell up and DIE, like in &lt;strong&gt;The Tuxedo&lt;/strong&gt;. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM! I tell you secret. Psst&lt;em&gt;...Corn&lt;/em&gt;...Psst. I WANT THOSE FROGS OKAY! I'll share my skittles. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Loopy, of course &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cannot bring, you have to live up to the prefect's code of honour, whatever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu, minions. Will be back on the 20th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113749627382751772?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113749627382751772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113749627382751772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113749627382751772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113749627382751772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/camp-like-making-mistakes-quote-miss_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113740859548719790</id><published>2006-01-16T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:49:55.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAH. When I need someone to bitch to, Sam does what? &lt;em&gt;Run off to bathe halfway through. &lt;/em&gt;Seriously, one day I'll go mental and talk to the pussy. Oh wait, he ran off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOBODY LOVES ME&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ANYMORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113740859548719790?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113740859548719790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113740859548719790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113740859548719790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113740859548719790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113740089250509831</id><published>2006-01-16T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:41:32.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Camp Packlist:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gummies.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Corn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Monster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My pillow.&lt;br /&gt;-Sam's &lt;em&gt;Lime&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Madrid the Menace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-Puddington PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;The Truth About Diamonds&lt;/em&gt;, if Lou doesn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;-More gummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the stuff on the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; camp packlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113740089250509831?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113740089250509831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113740089250509831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113740089250509831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113740089250509831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/camp-packlist-gummies.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113722859268284516</id><published>2006-01-14T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:51:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Stitched_MaggieGrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Stitched_MaggieGrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;This is my best attempt using &lt;strong&gt;Canon Photostitch&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna use it for the template banner, but Janna found it too white, and after staring at it for a very long time, it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; blinding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Baby's &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/goo-goo-dolls-black-balloon-lyrics.html"&gt;black balloon&lt;/a&gt; makes her fly"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113722859268284516?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113722859268284516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113722859268284516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113722859268284516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113722859268284516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-my-best-attempt-using-canon.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113715630920139422</id><published>2006-01-13T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T20:45:09.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUSTIN KICKED ME AND JOY AND CHIN AND JAMIN OUT OF DRAMA TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, its not the way you think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage to hang around for Drama with Joy today, though we weren't even needed. I wanted to &lt;em&gt;friend friend&lt;/em&gt; with them lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;em&gt;Ones&lt;/em&gt; turned up damn early for their first audition, giving Denise &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Attitude&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. C'mon, she hates that. Wait, &lt;em&gt;who would like getting that kind of treatment?! &lt;/em&gt;But its a minus for them, cos Denise &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; the one judging, along with Sarah. (Thanks much for offering Chocolate Raisins!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got annoyed, cos what we thought was &lt;strong&gt;2 pairs&lt;/strong&gt; became around &lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;! And Fran didn't much allow new auditionees. But it was possible that she did. Cos she came in later (with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/perfection07"&gt;Gloria&lt;/a&gt;) and didn't scream much. (Or I wouldn't know. Believe it, I was outside &lt;em&gt;staring into space&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it came down to the &lt;strong&gt;Second-Round Audition&lt;/strong&gt; and Justin claimed that he was a meanie (Worse than that lah, HEH.), and told us to go home, cos we were strictly not needed. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Joy felt so bad on the inside! But I've gotten over it already lah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come back down, And I won't tell 'em your &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/goo-goo-dolls-name-lyrics.html"&gt;name&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113715630920139422?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113715630920139422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113715630920139422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113715630920139422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113715630920139422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/justin-kicked-me-and-joy-and-chin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113706376624987019</id><published>2006-01-12T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:53:45.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M TURNING FOURTEEN AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO RIDE A BICYCLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FOUND SOMETHING OH VERY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B-E-A-UTIFUL&lt;/span&gt;!!! SCROLL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUMMM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IanSomerhalder%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IanSomerhalder%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS A VERY YOUNG, HANDSOME, DASHING, &lt;em&gt;OHMYGOD&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;CUTE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;IAN SOMERHALDER&lt;/u&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe not, quite gay. Seriously, I found somewhat &lt;em&gt;gay shots&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I have to wait till March for Season Two of &lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt;. I CAN WAIT! I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IanSomerhalder%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IanSomerhalder%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;s&gt;HANDS OFF JANNA!&lt;/s&gt; JANNA HE'S MINE! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113706376624987019?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113706376624987019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113706376624987019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113706376624987019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113706376624987019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-turning-fourteen-and-i-dont-know_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113697257971819812</id><published>2006-01-11T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T17:42:59.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I loaded &lt;em&gt;Geisha&lt;/em&gt; again today, cos I multi-tasked yesterday and didn't get a majority of what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't get most of it, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. I seemed to have slept through the violent scenes (ironically), just to wake up in time to see Zhang Ziyi kissing Ken Watanabe and have her child form running, the screen fading to black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAMN YOU WEATHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113697257971819812?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113697257971819812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113697257971819812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113697257971819812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113697257971819812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay-i-loaded-geisha-again-today-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113688275715118269</id><published>2006-01-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T17:45:40.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/undiscovered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/undiscovered.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.undiscoveredfilm.com"&gt;Undiscovered&lt;/a&gt; is a really cool movie! Steven Strait's dog is such a cutie, like its owner. &lt;em&gt;Swoon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/memoirsofageisha"&gt;Memoirs of A Geisha&lt;/a&gt; right now, and Zhang Ziyi is so pretty! &lt;em&gt;Victoria who?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ZHANG ZIYI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much thanks to Janna, for them DVDs. LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;Replies to tags&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janice:&lt;/strong&gt; I'll fill you in during CNY! If we do get to celebrate, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shirleen:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes! Lets go look for &lt;em&gt;Ben&lt;/em&gt; again on Friday! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manda:&lt;/strong&gt; Yah! I &lt;em&gt;senior&lt;/em&gt; leh. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam:&lt;/strong&gt; Nah, I turned it off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiling:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh goody! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gloria:&lt;/strong&gt; In what way do I rock? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glassjaw:&lt;/strong&gt; Alright. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113688275715118269?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113688275715118269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113688275715118269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113688275715118269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113688275715118269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/undiscovered-is-really-cool-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113680972913769588</id><published>2006-01-09T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:46:33.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yes Vanjill, she is alright. Bitchy as ever. Hah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sec One auditions!&lt;/strong&gt; As usual, Drama Room was divided into half, the audition room and the waiting room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors had to come out of the audition room countless times to shut the&lt;strong&gt; 50+&lt;/strong&gt; of us up, cos the auditionees had to repeat their act twice. Justin nearly threw a &lt;em&gt;hissy fit&lt;/em&gt;. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, &lt;a href="http://classact.diary-x.com"&gt;Steph&lt;/a&gt; came! She had to entertain the Sec Ones while the seniors (&lt;strong&gt;Me!&lt;/strong&gt; Hah.) all ran off. She made everyone in the waiting room play some game, where I got the first penalty - &lt;strong&gt;writing my name in the air with my butt&lt;/strong&gt;. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure, laugh all you want, &lt;em&gt;someone is actually jealous of my booty&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;(Chloe: "I want butt jeans like yours!" HAH.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, back to the auditions. We seniors had to help the pairs with their short scripts, giving tips and stuff like that. Me and Joy grabbed some One-Seven girl and Samantha, who won the Bakhita award (Is it? Hah, I honestly wouldn't remember).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRAN SAID THEY NEEDED TO SING.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sing!&lt;/strong&gt; Thank god they didn't do that to us last year. As soon the newbies heard it, they panic. Samantha was all, &lt;em&gt;"I HATE SINGING! NOOOO! I CAN'T REMEMBER ANY LYRICS TO ANY SONG!"&lt;/em&gt;. Like seriously. I nearly thought she didn't know &lt;em&gt;any song&lt;/em&gt;. Well, I hope it ended well for the both of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to say this, &lt;strong&gt;Shirleen suffers from Short-Term Memory Loss&lt;/strong&gt;. She whipped out her phone, telling me to wait, checking it for my number, just to do some phone stuff and kept it. HAH. Only a few minutes later she realized she didn't have my number and ask for it, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a unrelated note, &lt;strong&gt;CONSTIPATED&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;s&gt;You never tell me &lt;em&gt;Cheryl the Banana&lt;/em&gt; was going to your house, &lt;strong&gt;I'M GOING TO CRASH YOU SISTER'S PARTY&lt;/strong&gt;! Heh.&lt;/s&gt; Oh, SO CHERYL LIED TO ME! That &lt;em&gt;banana&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS.&lt;/strong&gt; I usually get over issues in a day or two, well okay, &lt;em&gt;after I sleep &lt;/em&gt;(being a &lt;u&gt;slob&lt;/u&gt; and all), so whatever that recently happened is now &lt;strong&gt;None of My Business&lt;/strong&gt;. Luke did apologised for the things he said about my mom, FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO LEAVE ME OUT OF IT&lt;/strong&gt;. I abhor being distracted from Tubbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113680972913769588?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113680972913769588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113680972913769588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113680972913769588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113680972913769588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/yes-vanjill-she-is-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113665713553925874</id><published>2006-01-08T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T02:05:35.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S AIKEN'S BIRTHDAY! Not Sam's, that bitch. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have bitchy pods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S AIKEN'S BIRTHDAY! Not Sam's, that bitch. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH HEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! Ran called me a bitch and I'm happy. (: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitchy's pods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! Ran called me a bitch and I'm happy. (: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S AIKEN'S BIRTHDAY! Not Sam's, that bitch. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;your pods what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S AIKEN'S BIRTHDAY! Not Sam's, that bitch. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i gave you intelligent starbursts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! Ran called me a bitch and I'm happy. (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY TODAY! Ran called me a bitch and I'm happy. (: says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and me. I HATE HER! Making me smile at such a time. Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitchy pods and intelligent starbursts are a insider thing, so don't get it. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113665713553925874?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113665713553925874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113665713553925874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113665713553925874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113665713553925874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-aikens-birthday-not-sams-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113660675836986604</id><published>2006-01-06T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:35:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sec One Orientation&lt;/strong&gt; today. Pretty good, though honestly I was much into getting away to see the other CCAs at work then entertain the &lt;s&gt;pipsqueaks&lt;/s&gt; Sec Ones who had faces of discomfort when served our "pizza leaflets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though really, I'll be afraid of it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but the performance by &lt;em&gt;Jac, Natasha, Ruth, Alex, Lana, Suzlynn, Rosemary and Vanjill&lt;/em&gt; was superb. They did it like &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 TIMES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I would have been bored of myself by the third time. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 60 of them Secondary newbies signed up, I'm just hoping they attend the auditions. &lt;strong&gt;SO TURN UP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113660675836986604?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113660675836986604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113660675836986604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113660675836986604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113660675836986604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/sec-one-orientation-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113646021188149174</id><published>2006-01-05T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T19:23:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so sorry to myself I broke the hiatus status (hah, it rhymes) but I really have to say this so as to remind myself time and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WILL LAY OFF CHOCOLATES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Damn you &lt;em&gt;little tasty devils&lt;/em&gt;. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like &lt;strong&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Qing Hua&lt;/strong&gt; have BMIs at 14 and 12 respectively, and what is mine? A WHOOPING -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I don't know. &lt;em&gt;Nor do I want to know&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know by now, &lt;strong&gt;I'M FAT&lt;/strong&gt;. Just &lt;u&gt;FAT&lt;/u&gt;. Not &lt;em&gt;chubby&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;a little overweight&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;obese&lt;/em&gt; (oh my god, &lt;em&gt;NOOOO!&lt;/em&gt;), JUST FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go, I need to shed tears of animosity for my not accomplishing anything streak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113646021188149174?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113646021188149174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113646021188149174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113646021188149174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113646021188149174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-so-sorry-to-myself-i-broke-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113636862399121725</id><published>2006-01-04T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T18:15:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0839.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0839.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;strong&gt;Monster&lt;/strong&gt;, my Polaroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Monster.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Monster.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's &lt;u&gt;Old School-&lt;em&gt;ish&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; No, doubt about it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you ask &lt;strong&gt;Why&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Monster&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because it scares Madrid&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;-----&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I might be going on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hiatus&lt;/span&gt; for a while, need to clear my damned noggin. :))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Till then, much love y'all.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113636862399121725?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113636862399121725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113636862399121725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113636862399121725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113636862399121725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/meet-monster-my-polaroid.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113627362176016686</id><published>2006-01-03T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T15:54:16.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/LiamAiken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/LiamAiken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foo Fighters&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Drug.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mine&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113627362176016686?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113627362176016686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113627362176016686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113627362176016686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113627362176016686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/foo-fighters.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113618538464862922</id><published>2006-01-02T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:07:01.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/0510-dreamer-008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/0510-dreamer-008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, you and me are going to be &lt;em&gt;very jealous&lt;/em&gt; of her (but for different reasons, of course) together okay? Okay. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113618538464862922?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113618538464862922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113618538464862922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113618538464862922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113618538464862922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/sam-you-and-me-are-going-to-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113613830582596574</id><published>2006-01-01T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T14:00:54.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Emmy_2005_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Emmy_2005_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;VICTORIA JUSTICE&lt;/u&gt; (far left) is one heck of a pretty, skinny biatch. Oh no, Ran is jealous of a twelve year old. The new year must have turned me inapprehensible. Gah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREW HOMWORK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, honestly, I'm done with &lt;strong&gt;2 out of 3&lt;/strong&gt; of them. Thanks loads to Aunty Grace for help in maths. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Chloe, maybe I don't need Kenneth to cope huh. And I don't like taking advantage of him or anyone for that matter. &lt;strong&gt;I DON'T GO FOR FREE LESSONS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113613830582596574?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113613830582596574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113613830582596574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113613830582596574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113613830582596574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2006/01/victoria-justice-far-left-is-one-heck.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113601402369309973</id><published>2005-12-31T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T15:27:03.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooo! Updated! Updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://randitan_hf.vidilife.com"&gt;(Balloons!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I made it public, so enjoy! (Sorry Jan, the other time you wanted to watch the Graduation video and couldn't and I didn't reply to your invitation. Haha. I deleted those videos by the way.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113601402369309973?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113601402369309973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113601402369309973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113601402369309973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113601402369309973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/ooo-updated-updated-balloons-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113594833271888041</id><published>2005-12-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T21:44:02.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Australia!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;(04-11 December)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Four, 7th of December 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Air Balloon Ride!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wake up around 4 (in SG it would be &lt;strong&gt;2AM&lt;/strong&gt;), so we could catch the &lt;em&gt;sunrise&lt;/em&gt;. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bus driver got delayed so we caught the sunrise while on the way to wherever the balloons were. And I tell you, dawn was &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt;. Too bad everyone was sleeping. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Lou, Aunty Grace and Jeremy went for the ride, while Nic and Tubby slept in. Haha. Less money to pay. A mother and child went along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three balloons that was going &lt;strong&gt;up, up and away&lt;/strong&gt; that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our balloon! (Taken later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in the first group to take-off in the balloon, which holds about twenty-one people (including pilot). The second group would do &lt;strong&gt;balloon-chasing&lt;/strong&gt;, then after half an hour, vice-versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20preparation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20preparation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the very highest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20balloons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey! Hey! I want...hey! I want a balloon! HEY! &lt;/em&gt;(Haha. Don't try to get it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE MANGO TREES! &lt;strong&gt;MANGO TREES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this shot. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to &lt;strong&gt;BALLOON-CHASE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20balloon%20chase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20balloon%20chase.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20balloon%20landing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20balloon%20landing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20Balloon%20Down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20Balloon%20Down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode in the bus for a good twenty minutes or so, before heading down to the balloon in a purple thinghamajig to get cross the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20Corn%20Field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20Corn%20Field.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAD HUSKS OF CORN, DEAD PEANUT.&lt;/strong&gt; (Chloe! Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we had to &lt;em&gt;help&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pack&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the balloon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20Packing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20Packing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/HA%20-%20Back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/HA%20-%20Back.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking hard work I tell you, if you do it everyday I gurantee &lt;strong&gt;BICEPS&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #660066 2px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #660066 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #660066 2px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our feet got &lt;em&gt;dirty&lt;/em&gt;, the bottom on my jeans got &lt;em&gt;stained&lt;/em&gt; (still is &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I brought back Australia!&lt;/em&gt;), our footwear got &lt;em&gt;dirty&lt;/em&gt;, and Lou's shorts got &lt;em&gt;stained&lt;/em&gt;. In which she soaked the night then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't all though, we still had the provided breakfast (I thought we were eating on the balloon. HAHA.), and &lt;strong&gt;S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113594833271888041?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113594833271888041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113594833271888041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113594833271888041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113594833271888041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/australia04-11-december-day-four-7th.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113584354948627237</id><published>2005-12-29T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:33:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Australia!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;(04-11 December)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three, 6th of December 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great Barrier Reef!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great Barrier Reef!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm &lt;em&gt;secretly in love&lt;/em&gt; with the sea. No, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; entry bands. I tried to keep mine, but its a little hard trying to get it off without tearing it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010010.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take with Tubby alone! Stupid &lt;em&gt;Lian-wannabee&lt;/em&gt;(YES!) &lt;strong&gt;NicoleTanHuiWen&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so wrong. &lt;em&gt;So, so wrong&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunlover.com.au"&gt;Sunlover cruises!&lt;/a&gt; Very clean facilities. Like, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sea and the Sky.&lt;/strong&gt; It was so beautiful, it was almost&lt;em&gt; fake&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids were so cute lah, just had to take them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the boy in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; was so cute lah, I didn't even know I had his picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept about an hour or so, cos we had two hours until we arrived at the pontoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Glass Bottom Boat&lt;/strong&gt;. Couldn't see much fishes in the pictures we took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010059.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010059.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Semi-Submarine&lt;/strong&gt;. This time it was much clearer, and fishes were following. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And there was also a turtle the second time round I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNORKLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I admit, I stayed in there for about &lt;em&gt;15 minutes&lt;/em&gt;, before the &lt;strong&gt;itsy bitsy fishes&lt;/strong&gt; scared me away to the deck for lunch. (Which, by the way, was superbly delicious.) And ah, I was uncomfortable in the snorkelling gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it became more crowded, and people were feeding the fishes. As you see above in picture 3. Picture 2 is a guided tour. Which you must pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Ashley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Ashley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO-HOT-THAT-IT-SHOULD-BE-ILLEGAL&lt;/u&gt; LIFEGUARD ASHLEY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that twit Randi deleted the front picture of him&lt;/em&gt;, COS HER SISTER MIGHT THINK SHE WAS NUTS. (Lou: If you thought he was cute too, I HAD THE CAM WITH ME WHILE HE WAS EXPLAINING THE SNORKELLING GEAR OKAY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other lifeguard Christine was &lt;strong&gt;SUPER HOT&lt;/strong&gt;. And she was asian! So cool huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/3.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? I had loads of time while the rest went snokelling. In fact, I had so much time that eventually I dried myself, &lt;em&gt;naturally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the cruise, the TVs were showing pictures taken from that day, and the one above was the tour group. (Far left, Philip, the &lt;em&gt;gullible&lt;/em&gt; Chan Brothers tour guide. He is really bad in oragnizing. Really, bad. Not to mention BORING.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in their picture &lt;a href="http://daypix.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; will be the pictures taken, but ownself search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha. They're like dopplegangers I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to search for our own dinner that night, a downside of Chan Brothers. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010102.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010102.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the hotel's Galleria shuttle bus to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided on a Japanese restuarant, and ironically, loads of Jap students walked past carrying plenty of shopping bags. When I mean plenty, I didn't mean all of their shopping expenditure counted together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was quite ex, by the way. Food there is rarely cheap. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113584354948627237?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113584354948627237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113584354948627237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113584354948627237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113584354948627237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/australia04-11-december-day-three-6th.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113567919682726052</id><published>2005-12-27T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:35:44.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chloe,&lt;br /&gt;MY POLAROID BEATS YOUR NANO!&lt;br /&gt;MY SECRET ELECTRIC GUITAR BEATS YOUR NANO!&lt;br /&gt;MY KITTY WILL &lt;strong&gt;EAT&lt;/strong&gt; YOUR NANO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop bragging.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;don't like&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Nano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still think Kong is a freak ape.&lt;br /&gt;Maddy will &lt;strong&gt;out-bite&lt;/strong&gt; him &lt;em&gt;anyday&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMPORTANT!&lt;/span&gt; (Okay, maybe, or maybe not. Who is gonna see this in time anyway? Except Janna. That's one. How productive of me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRAMA FAREWELL ON FRIDAY AT EAST COAST PARK.&lt;/strong&gt; No other final details. Just that it might be after drama. I don't know. I won't be able to answer anything you ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113567919682726052?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113567919682726052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113567919682726052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113567919682726052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113567919682726052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/chloe-my-polaroid-beats-your-nano-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113560235914431610</id><published>2005-12-26T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T21:07:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boxing Day! Not much of a holiday event eh? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I got for &lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/IMG_0766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/IMG_0766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/randis-christmas-want-list-part-i.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LOST Chronicles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks loads to Ah Yie! (My mother's sister lah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/IMG_0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;Veggietales bookmark&lt;/strong&gt; and a little box of &lt;strong&gt;Precious Thoughts sweets&lt;/strong&gt;! Though I ate most of them already. Haha. Thanks loads from Manda, who also sent a card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/IMG_0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/IMG_0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute &lt;strong&gt;porcelain mug&lt;/strong&gt; from Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disney Tee from Aunty Grace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Photoframe from Janna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cards from Jamin and Joy. Thanks loads you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I didn't have much for Christmas, but hey, I don't feel like having anything new when I'm &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;suffering from P&lt;strong&gt;ost-Vacation Blues&lt;/strong&gt;. Australia, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113560235914431610?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113560235914431610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113560235914431610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113560235914431610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113560235914431610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/boxing-day-not-much-of-holiday-event.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113551284651138987</id><published>2005-12-25T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:08:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Australia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;(04-11 December)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;Day One, 4th of December 2005&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011736.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011736.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting flight, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHICH WAS &lt;em&gt;OVER AN HOUR&lt;/em&gt; DELAYED.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; By then I was more pissy then I already was. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chan Brothers&lt;/u&gt;. GRRR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And I seem to see only cheena people. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually got there early enough for dinner, but the &lt;strong&gt;8:45PM&lt;/strong&gt; flight got delayed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9:55PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that we could literally sit around and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011742.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011742.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubby wore a getup much similar to a&lt;em&gt; LUMBERJACK&lt;/em&gt;. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally on the plane. Australian Airlines. &lt;strong&gt;NO LITTLE TVS AT THE BACK OF THE SEATS!&lt;/strong&gt; Instead they were at the top. You can't even see any screen at some seats. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chan Brothers&lt;/u&gt;. GRRR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Oh, and we only had &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; window seat, despite us being the biggest family there, &lt;em&gt;4 adults and 2 kids&lt;/em&gt;. WHERE WAS OUR SEATING PRIORITY?!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thank god though, that we had two whole center aisle seats to our selves. Enough place to lie down and sleep wheres the 2 adults 2 children families had a crampy night. &lt;strong&gt;HA HA HA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0456.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0456.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Special People&lt;/em&gt;" like &lt;u&gt;Miss&lt;/u&gt; Nicole Tan Hui Wen get such things pasted on their utensils pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0462.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0462.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which contains a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; fork, a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; knife, a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; spoon, a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; paper _____ (That time, Janna, that word you used on me cos I kept using the same _____ to wipe my mouth, at your gathering?), a &lt;strong&gt;BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; stirring spoon, and condiments. So cute. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0461.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0461.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;em&gt;DinPer&lt;/em&gt;. (Dinner + Supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Movie! &lt;strong&gt;Wallace &amp;amp; Gromit: The Curse Of The Were Rabbit&lt;/strong&gt;. Didn't watch lah, such a unrealistic story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back soon for &lt;strong&gt;Day Two to Seven&lt;/strong&gt;! (No Eight, cos camera went whacked.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113551284651138987?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113551284651138987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113551284651138987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551284651138987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551284651138987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/australia04-11-december-day-one-4th-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113551554718065067</id><published>2005-12-25T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:08:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Australia!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;(04-11 December)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two, 5th of December 2005 (Part I)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY TWO ALREADY.&lt;/strong&gt; Day One was only like, 2 freaking hours? Gah&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Sky.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Sky.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sky.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Land.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Land.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Airport.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Day2%20-%20Arrival%20-%20Airport.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/P1011769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/P1011769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cairns terminal.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down to Esplanade, to have breakfast at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thrill centre beside Macs.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the poster. Notice the title? Heh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quietly told everyone that &lt;strong&gt;MILO&lt;/strong&gt; wasn't available there (Duh.), so we wouldn't seem dumb. HAHA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cup size of the orange juice. &lt;strong&gt;Thats Nicole's palm!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lou told Nicole to pose, but there is nothing stunning about the backdrop. &lt;strong&gt;DAH HAH&lt;/strong&gt;. Lousy Lou.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about their crossing is that the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red Man&lt;/span&gt; would blink down the seconds. Not like in Singapore, it would be the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;We couldn't check into the hotel just as yet, so we had to go through a &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;long train ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Aboriginal Education&lt;/strong&gt; and whatsnot in &lt;u&gt;JEANS&lt;/u&gt;! Me and Lou got &lt;strong&gt;B-I-T-C-H-Y&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chan Brothers&lt;/u&gt;. GRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Okay, we didn't quite like the people in the tour group also. Parents with restless kids. I can honestly say me and Lou were practically adults. Come to think of it, we &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; adults. &lt;strong&gt;Thirteen and above.&lt;/strong&gt; HAH.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I mean, would you like it if you were just seeing &lt;em&gt;green, blue, white and dead looking nature&lt;/em&gt; that seems to go on forever wearing jeans and stuck with a whacked window? Huh? &lt;strong&gt;HUH?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Manage to sleep through parts of the ride though.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The (literally!) long train.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The tour group got the last cabin, Cabin 14.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Day2%20-%20Karunda%20-%20Train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Day2%20-%20Karunda%20-%20Train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Day2%20-%20Karunda%20-%20Train2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Day2%20-%20Karunda%20-%20Train2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be about S$13.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part II, Karunda Village!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113551554718065067?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113551554718065067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113551554718065067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551554718065067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551554718065067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/australia04-11-december-day-two-5th-of_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113551982188862775</id><published>2005-12-25T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T17:07:51.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Australia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(04-11 December)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two, 5th of December (Part II) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011818.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011818.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got off the train, &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011819.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011819.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011822.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011822.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KNOW I LOOK FREAKISHLY SHORT. I KNOW, I KNOW.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo! Me and Lou shared a &lt;strong&gt;Frozen Fruit Cone&lt;/strong&gt;! The nice lady actually stayed in Bedok South, but migrated 25 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so screams &lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt;! This picture is entitled, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Where's Boone?"&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011823.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011823.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a cheena picture. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plant can &lt;em&gt;KILL&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABORIGINAL! ABORIGINAL!&lt;/strong&gt; No, this is not a cry of enthusiatic-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Javelin&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;Stick&lt;/s&gt; Spear throwing. To hunt animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! oh! They're &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; professionals &lt;em&gt;yo&lt;/em&gt;. The men draped in loincloth. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, the education...these spears had to be really unbreakable, and to test its strength they would pierced it through their thigh. Yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/DSCF0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/DSCF0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didjeridoo&lt;/strong&gt; playing.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These instruments are made out of tree stalks and jabbed into a termite's nest, so the stalks would be hollow. After a period of time, they would change sides. Yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, I threw a boomarang! My throw was lousy though. &lt;em&gt;Yeah, whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aboriginal tribal dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a inner child. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy bought two&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kangaroo fighting pens&lt;/em&gt;. A2 each, cheaper then elsewhere. He really is some kid stuck in a man's body. &lt;strong&gt;EMBARASSING FATHER.&lt;/strong&gt; But I suppose thats the joy of it. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the hotel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1010163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1010163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Star hotel. The tour group occupied the whole of the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Chinese dinner that night, where we got to know a family of parents and two girls. They were nice people. Hah. So maybe the tour group weren't a bunch of boring people eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposedly kangaroo meat. And those who tried said it was &lt;em&gt;tasty&lt;/em&gt;. D'oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could walk back to the hotel or take the bus, but we decided to walk so we could see what the streets had to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Woolworths&lt;/strong&gt; is the best supermarket &lt;strong&gt;EVER&lt;/strong&gt;!!! We got Dolly and Girlfriend, Starbusts jellies, a Big Bag of Maltesers, Snickers and Mars &lt;em&gt;2-pax bars&lt;/em&gt; (size of two mini size bars combined, but a little bigger) and Cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to a &lt;strong&gt;Roxy&lt;/strong&gt; store, where we shopped like crazy later in the vacation, but thats another story. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113551982188862775?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113551982188862775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113551982188862775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551982188862775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113551982188862775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/australia04-11-december-day-two-5th-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113531177422796413</id><published>2005-12-23T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T16:55:40.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(97).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2897%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sammie is sick of me posting Madrid up. HAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I LOVE &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/nickelback/faraway.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICKLEBACK'S FAR AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Heh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Right now I'm trying to force myself to be in the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; mood, although it doesn't seem to be working, at all. &lt;em&gt;At all&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;And &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEWORK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! Tubbing has turned into a diversion for me! Or maybe I'm just lazy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Geez.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113531177422796413?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113531177422796413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113531177422796413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113531177422796413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113531177422796413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sammie-is-sick-of-me-posting-madrid-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113526147221456122</id><published>2005-12-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T11:58:18.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Edited)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Janna's for her &lt;strong&gt;Little Belated Birthday Gathering&lt;/strong&gt; on Tuesday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(115).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;(insert Janna's picture here)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;She wanted a picture of herself posted up, so here. &lt;/s&gt; She thought it was too ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(82).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%2882%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(56).jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%2856%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Licking her fingers. Yech. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(58).jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%2858%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Joy, Frog and Jamin were there, to have chicken. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(109).jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%28109%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(114).jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%28114%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me, I didn't take those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, Janna's guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(55).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%2855%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Picture(26).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Picture%2826%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flubby &amp;amp; Fluffy. &lt;em&gt;They don't blink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images from my phone. I don't like my phone. I'm not asking for a new one. &lt;strong&gt;But a Nikon will be nice though!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113526147221456122?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113526147221456122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113526147221456122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113526147221456122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113526147221456122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/edited-went-to-jannas-for-her-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113497968270682897</id><published>2005-12-19T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T20:16:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Until I get my computer back to its self, I'm pretty much just &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little bit of &lt;strong&gt;RESOLVE&lt;/strong&gt;, is what I need now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113497968270682897?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113497968270682897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113497968270682897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113497968270682897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113497968270682897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/until-i-get-my-computer-back-to-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113483470606710655</id><published>2005-12-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T23:51:46.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;em&gt;Fat Day&lt;/em&gt;. I have another ten minutes to eat anything without feeling guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sammie is back from Adelaide!&lt;/span&gt; Two days prior to the original return date. I told her I would kill myself if my vacation was cut short. I REALLY WOULD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;center&gt;Teardrop side.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113483470606710655?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113483470606710655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113483470606710655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113483470606710655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113483470606710655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-is-fat-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113463107445238887</id><published>2005-12-15T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T15:17:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I'm delaying photos, but I don't have them with me in any way now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always pop by to &lt;a href="http://strutdownthecatwalk.blogspot.com"&gt;Lou's&lt;/a&gt; though, she has some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Troy is heinous, but the rented disc is &lt;u&gt;whacked&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113463107445238887?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113463107445238887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113463107445238887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113463107445238887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113463107445238887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-know-im-delaying-photos-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113438059722357456</id><published>2005-12-12T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T17:46:08.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized it sucks returning back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll hafta decide whether to go to Kenneth's for Math lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll hafta finish up on &lt;em&gt;Holiday Homework&lt;/em&gt;. (WHY THE FUCKING HOMEWORK?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't do any shopping, but I most probably won't mind, cos Singapore can't compare to what they have in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four&lt;/strong&gt;, I MISS THE REEF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five&lt;/strong&gt;, Its back to beehoon for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm not any darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven&lt;/strong&gt;, I never did get &lt;em&gt;Napoleon Dynamite&lt;/em&gt;, yet. And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight&lt;/strong&gt;, I miss eating their melons in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the brightside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;, alas, &lt;em&gt;CHEAP&lt;/em&gt; food! (Standard meals there can come up to &lt;u&gt;S$10&lt;/u&gt; or even more! Excluding drinks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt;, no dry lips every morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt;, Madrid! I miss him cannot ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do some resizing to the pictures, but I assure you they will be posted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Seven seats away.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113438059722357456?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113438059722357456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113438059722357456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113438059722357456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113438059722357456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-just-realized-it-sucks-returning_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113430789361644107</id><published>2005-12-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:54:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'M BACK YOU SHINDIGS.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUSTRALIA&lt;/strong&gt; IS &lt;em&gt;B-E-A-UTIFUL&lt;/em&gt;!!! I had loads of new experiences, like &lt;u&gt;throwing a boomarang&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;swallowing seawater&lt;/em&gt; at the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great Barrier Reef&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;em&gt;snorkelling&lt;/em&gt; in the Reef, catching the &lt;strong&gt;australian sunrise&lt;/strong&gt;, riding a &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Air Balloon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, feeding kangaroos, carrying a koala and having stupendous fun in the sea at &lt;strong&gt;Surfer's Paradise, Gold Coast&lt;/strong&gt;(I'm a &lt;em&gt;land person &lt;/em&gt;thank you. Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the &lt;em&gt;bargain corners&lt;/em&gt; at surf shops, the friendly people &lt;strong&gt;(I LOVE THE PEOPLE!)&lt;/strong&gt; and well, the &lt;strong&gt;Great Barrier Reef&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up the really pretty screensaver-like pictures in the next few days, so check back aye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113430789361644107?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113430789361644107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113430789361644107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113430789361644107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113430789361644107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back-you-shindigs.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113367373720762891</id><published>2005-12-04T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:25:25.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011732.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011732.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See &lt;s&gt;you&lt;/s&gt; me, in seven days.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113367373720762891?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113367373720762891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113367373720762891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113367373720762891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113367373720762891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/see-you-me-in-seven-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113362081113282696</id><published>2005-12-03T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:07:07.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I MISS MADRID SO BAD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SO SO BAD&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to sleep without having smell his distinct scent that cats have! &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THE KITTY CAT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heard that he doesn't seem to eat and hides under the bed while at Jeremy's, which means &lt;strong&gt;HE MISSES&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MEEE&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos he usually bunks on my blanket, and always &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; blanket. Unless I go to sleep lah, then he is considerate enough to let me have the whole bed that he climbs into Lou's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2821%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are times he would nap on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naps on the floor if he finds it cooler, especially with humid weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(61).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2861%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steal my chair while I'm on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(95).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2895%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly fall asleep on the computer table. (Ha ha ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(75).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2875%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And play grabbing with the TV screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST MISS THE GATITO OKAY?! I &lt;em&gt;lovelovelovelovelove&lt;/em&gt; him so &lt;strong&gt;VERY MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/503798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/503798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;strong&gt;X-MEN IS BACKKK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is my obsession &lt;em&gt;thank you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that there are what I think two new characters, &lt;strong&gt;Archangel&lt;/strong&gt; and well, &lt;strong&gt;Kitty&lt;/strong&gt;. And that &lt;strong&gt;I WILL NOT FALL FOR AARON STANFORD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me way back in 2003, then duh, you'll know who I'm talking about and that our online conversations would always have something to do with me wanting him to be at my front door or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just put that behind us okay? Great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh pet the pretty kitty!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;FYI, the above Madrid pictures plus the one in the previous entry are from my phone, so obviously they're not clear. D'oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113362081113282696?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113362081113282696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113362081113282696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113362081113282696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113362081113282696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-miss-madrid-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113359993384218693</id><published>2005-12-03T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:52:13.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I WANT THE GATITO BACKKK!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;Madrid&lt;/strong&gt; oh so &lt;u&gt;MUCH&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to scream in delight whenever he eats a lizard for &lt;em&gt;10 days&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to kiss him on the forehead for &lt;em&gt;10 days&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to have him sniff me in the morning for &lt;em&gt;10 days&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/1600/Picture(53).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2721/953/320/Picture%2853%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you baby!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113359993384218693?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113359993384218693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113359993384218693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113359993384218693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113359993384218693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-want-gatito-backkk-i-miss-madrid-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113352508076310223</id><published>2005-12-02T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:07:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, not only do I miss Chloe, but I miss Madrid too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitty cat is off at Jeremy's, who is dedicated to taking care of the feline misfit for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 FREAKING DAYS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you leave me to &lt;em&gt;feed&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;bathe&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;pop out to scare the living daylights out of him whenever he is pooing&lt;/em&gt; for 11 days, throw me into a pit of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, stratch that. Snakes bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113352508076310223?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113352508076310223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113352508076310223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113352508076310223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113352508076310223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-not-only-do-i-miss-chloe-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113349426495862310</id><published>2005-12-02T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T20:05:35.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;I MISS CHLOE!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'll never admit that I miss her, but I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, all she would talk about when she gets back is how close she came to Bryan. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Given no choice, we have no voice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113349426495862310?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113349426495862310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113349426495862310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113349426495862310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113349426495862310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-miss-chloe-honestly-ill-never-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113342161556652268</id><published>2005-12-01T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:21:13.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pretty much sick right now, just hoping its some 24-hour flu virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm having goosepimples even though its like, 25 degrees out? I'm tearing from staring at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear the bed calling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113342161556652268?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113342161556652268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113342161556652268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113342161556652268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113342161556652268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-pretty-much-sick-right-now-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113334035635475330</id><published>2005-12-01T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T11:54:25.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RANDI'S &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; WANT LIST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Part II: Sneakers)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brand:&lt;/strong&gt; Converse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price:&lt;/strong&gt; N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want any one of these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/conversesneakersgreen.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/conversesneakersgreen.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; (Fave!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/conversesneakersroyal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/conversesneakersroyal.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/conversesneaskerspurple.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/conversesneaskerspurple.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; (Fave!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/conversesneakerscarolina.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/conversesneakerscarolina.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Carolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt;Black ProKeds&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Smallest size is 7, but I'm still a 6)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113334035635475330?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113334035635475330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113334035635475330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113334035635475330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113334035635475330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/12/randis-christmas-want-list-part-ii.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113333832003641177</id><published>2005-11-30T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:22:15.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;RANDI'S &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;C&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; WANT LIST!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(Part I : Books)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/lb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/lb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Laguna Beach, The Real OC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Life Inside the Bubble, The Early Years of the Cast of the White-Hot MTV Series&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price:&lt;/strong&gt; N/A (Not yet released in SG?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/lostthechoronicles.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/lostthechoronicles.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;Show:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Lost Choronicles, The Official Companion Book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price:&lt;/strong&gt; S$28 (Times) &lt;/s&gt; Thanks Ah Yie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/audrey.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/audrey.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autobiography:&lt;/strong&gt; Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Audrey Hepburn, An Elegant Spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Price:&lt;/strong&gt; Forgot. (MPH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post, my selection of sneakers!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113333832003641177?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113333832003641177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113333832003641177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113333832003641177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113333832003641177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/randis-christmas-want-list-part-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113314950298994211</id><published>2005-11-28T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T11:50:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY MANDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NINTH BIRTHDAY NICOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113314950298994211?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113314950298994211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113314950298994211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113314950298994211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113314950298994211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thirteenth-birthday-manda-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113308015006743937</id><published>2005-11-27T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:00:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to Sammie (who is currently crushed that she only gets to see *ahembryanahem* on tv whereas Chloe gets all the &lt;strong&gt;LIVE&lt;/strong&gt; action), I have a countdown clock! It should be accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, Chalet from the &lt;strong&gt;2nd to the 4th&lt;/strong&gt;. At Downtown East of course. Not that I asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"RANDI UNFOLD YOUR SKIRT AND PULL UP YOUR SOCKS!"&lt;/em&gt; (What Loopy would be saying to me when the new year starts. God, can prefects' orders get any more tiring? No offence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113308015006743937?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113308015006743937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113308015006743937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113308015006743937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113308015006743937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanks-to-sammie-who-is-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113297970700927164</id><published>2005-11-26T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:43:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention. My babes are back from the &lt;strong&gt;Guides 7-Day Walk&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school staff and percussion band were at the front gate welcoming them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I want such a thing when I come back from Aussie ah. Just change the staff to &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; sweets and have a &lt;u&gt;local band&lt;/u&gt; there or something. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is off to Manila! She promised to call me when she gets back. Cos I'll be leaving then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked for a vacation, and thats what I've got.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I LOVE JJ!"&lt;/em&gt; (What Loopy would answer when asked what her &lt;u&gt;favourite fruit&lt;/u&gt; is. HAHAHA.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113297970700927164?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113297970700927164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113297970700927164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113297970700927164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113297970700927164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/forgot-to-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113292132691359174</id><published>2005-11-25T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:36:31.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of my terrapins &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;died&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least the other two have more space in the tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/xbox%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/xbox%20game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubby got me this yeaterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tempted to try it out after &lt;strong&gt;LOST&lt;/strong&gt; (by the way, season finale), and its easy to play! I mean, cos I set it to the easy difficulty level. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphics aren't very good, cos the characters are &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;UGLY&lt;/strong&gt;, and only Doctor Van Doom looks most like the actor who played him. The best looking one is Reed and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sue has big boobs.&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite Johnny is the ugliest. Yech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially &lt;strong&gt;co-producer&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;co-stage manager&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Joy (Janna at Prefect's Training) predict we will be just oh so stressed out by the sets and stuff. I suppose we just want our names in the credits. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, who wouldn't lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, where will the actors be if they don't have us huh? Me think the public don't give much needed attention to the people working behind the screen, or in this case, stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense a rant coming on. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'm not doing any. &lt;strong&gt;I WANNA PLAY SOME F4!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, Fantastic Four. Not the peevish boyband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, I'm supposed to mention &lt;strong&gt;Loopy &lt;/strong&gt;everytime I blog, so that I won't miss her (like I did in the first place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this because I think she will be famous next time (God knows for what), and she &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILL HAVE TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; mention &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; &lt;u&gt;before anyone else&lt;/u&gt; in her thank-you speech at the Golden Horse Awards or whatever Chinese awards show out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she will always be mentioned in Italic and at the end of every post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be the first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will be a collegian!"&lt;/em&gt; (What &lt;u&gt;Loopy&lt;/u&gt; would say cos of her &lt;s&gt;un&lt;/s&gt;natural intelligence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113292132691359174?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113292132691359174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113292132691359174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113292132691359174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113292132691359174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-of-my-terrapins-died-oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113280235939930968</id><published>2005-11-24T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:49:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Amazon&lt;/strong&gt; is back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'm real happy right now, cos I can watch the series from episode one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I somewhat know each character's occupation, before they got freakishly dirty and become acrimonious to their surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND! &lt;u&gt;TYLER HYNES&lt;/u&gt;. Now, thats the reason why I even watch the show. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/tylerhynes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/tylerhynes.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can be your reason too. :]]&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maddy the Menace ate parts of a fishbone and now he is going to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113280235939930968?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113280235939930968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113280235939930968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113280235939930968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113280235939930968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/amazon-is-back-damn-im-real-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113272428510800660</id><published>2005-11-23T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T18:03:11.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAIRNS! CAIRNS! CAIRNS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;8&lt;/u&gt; DAYS OF AUSTRALIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, technically its 7 days. The flight is at 8 in the night, and thats counted as &lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt; already. &lt;em&gt;Cheapos&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;! Sight-seeing stuff. Mostly rainforests. &lt;em&gt;I like, I like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3!&lt;/strong&gt; GREAT BARRIER REEF! I'LL BE AT THE &lt;u&gt;GREAT BARRIER REEF&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;em&gt;SNORKELLING!&lt;/em&gt; YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4!&lt;/strong&gt; Leisure at your own expense. (Hot-air balloon ride!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5!&lt;/strong&gt; GOLD COAST! HAVING BREKKIE AT &lt;u&gt;MOVIEWORLD&lt;/u&gt;! I watched an inside exclusive on Travel &amp;amp; Living once, and the rides look extreme fun. FUN! FUN! FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;DREAMWORLD&lt;/u&gt;! Spongebob rides! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7!&lt;/strong&gt; Leisure! Which means SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 8!&lt;/strong&gt; Last-minute shopping if there is time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS! Tubby said don't bring loads of stuff, cos we go there and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go there and buy&lt;/em&gt;. I think my dad has hidden cash somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its okay if I get a Nikon! Fine, thats what &lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt; think. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoopee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113272428510800660?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113272428510800660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113272428510800660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113272428510800660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113272428510800660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/cairns-cairns-cairns-8-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113266367803654641</id><published>2005-11-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T14:06:08.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tubby dropped the camera this morning and it spilt into a million pieces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, but this is already enough to pain my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SUPPOSE THIS IS A SIGN TO GET RANDI A NIKON!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear Lou muttering about me having Cheeky already. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I'm spoilt and still think I should take over my maid's job. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, its not as if I'm 10-years-old and want a &lt;u&gt;Barbie&lt;/u&gt; for Christmas what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrid's new bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that he has his own personal space, he doesn't need mine or Lou's anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. He seldoms cry in the morning now that he sleeps just outside the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also convenient, cos you can carry him around in the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, the box is fitted with two towels, making it comfy for the &lt;strong&gt;pampered feline&lt;/strong&gt; during this blistering chilly weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he has a &lt;em&gt;space-mate&lt;/em&gt;! Venus, who is just as black as he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now don't bite me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, me, Joy and Janna might be &lt;strong&gt;Co-Stage Managing &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Co-Producing&lt;/strong&gt; for the upcoming Drama play! Both of these with &lt;strong&gt;Co-Scripwriting&lt;/strong&gt;. D'oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed at Chloe's after Drama. Her bro apparently got a headache from getting a massage. I thought it was supposed to be the other way round. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't make any noise, with the TV just outside his room and all, but we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHLOE LAH, LAUGHED LIKE A BOZO. IT WAS HER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should crash there more often, cos who can resist a &lt;strong&gt;Plasma&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;E! Entertainment&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;huhhh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday, await answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113266367803654641?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113266367803654641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113266367803654641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113266367803654641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113266367803654641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/tubby-dropped-camera-this-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113256073525547746</id><published>2005-11-21T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:16:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;13 days to Cairns!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm over excited! Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what, I'll watch TV for the whole day for the next thirteen days, cos that is how time passes quickly. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M A BUM! I'M A BUM! Quoting Chloe, &lt;em&gt;"I want butt jeans like yours."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, Loopy is an official prefect! &lt;s&gt;I HATE YOU LOOPY.&lt;/s&gt; She's tremendously &lt;s&gt;idiotic&lt;/s&gt; successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving &lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING MORE by Aly &amp; AJ&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving &lt;strong&gt;Jake Sandvig&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving...actually, everything else sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHOOPEE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;PS. Change of OneFour2005's URL. Moved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onefourforever.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. Remember to change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113256073525547746?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113256073525547746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113256073525547746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113256073525547746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113256073525547746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/13-days-to-cairns-im-over-excited-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113245325550926515</id><published>2005-11-20T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T17:34:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized I nearly watched &lt;u&gt;4 whole movies&lt;/u&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, in the morning Lou wanted to watch &lt;strong&gt;Prisoner of Azkaban&lt;/strong&gt; before we left to watch The Goblet, but I missed the last part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after &lt;strong&gt;The Goblet&lt;/strong&gt; I urged Lou to watch &lt;strong&gt;Sky High. &lt;/strong&gt;She also thinks that Warren and Layla have a connection! &lt;em&gt;So cute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;I Am Sam &lt;/strong&gt;for half an hour before I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but I wanna watch I Am Sam when I'm not tired (preferbly alone), cos I liked Sean Penn's acting. Dakota is so little at that time. Her sister was in the movie! The playground scene? When Sam had his daughter on his lap. Argh! So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, The Goblet...Katie and Daniel didn't kiss! No point being stupendously jealous. I mean, the &lt;em&gt;smile smile&lt;/em&gt; at each other only, nothing further than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she isn't a bitch lah. Plus she has a scottish accent! Really enjoyable to mock at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good way lah. Me and Lou keep reciting what she says. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get me &lt;strong&gt;Desperate Housewives &lt;/strong&gt;book today! Click &lt;a href="http://product.ebay.com/Desperate-Housewives_ISBN_1401308260_W0QQfvcsZ1388QQsoprZ46749389"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the seller at &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/sgselltrade/"&gt;SgSellTrade&lt;/a&gt;. I got it for 26 bucks! A really thick book, and I saved on postage cos Luke helped collect the book from the person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Louie's Puma bag arrived today! Like, at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="i'm in ravenclaw!" src="http://nimbo.net/quiz/raven.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimbo.net/quiz/houses.html" target="0"&gt;be sorted&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://nimbo.net" target="0"&gt;nimbo.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I wanted Hufflepuff. But the bird is fine. Cho can be my friend. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113245325550926515?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113245325550926515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113245325550926515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113245325550926515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113245325550926515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-just-realized-i-nearly-watched-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113240870262538580</id><published>2005-11-19T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:44:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/TheGoblet%20Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/TheGoblet%20Poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Goblet&lt;/strong&gt; was fantastic overall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very dark, very adolescent, very... cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, whats the deal about Katie Leung huh? Cho and Harry didn't even kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/Robert%20Pattinson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/Robert%20Pattinson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Cedric (Robert Pattinson) really is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll elaborate more tomorrow. Ned is on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113240870262538580?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113240870262538580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113240870262538580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113240870262538580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113240870262538580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/goblet-was-fantastic-overall-very-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113231771445670991</id><published>2005-11-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:49:18.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/jake%20sandvig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/jake%20sandvig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, your blind by calling this creature &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;UGLY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the results for the &lt;strong&gt;2006 Secondary Two Classes&lt;/strong&gt; did come out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say...2006 doesn't seem bright for me? Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thanking God that Manda and Pauley will be there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character for the &lt;strong&gt;Drama Play&lt;/strong&gt; went to Jac, the &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; Sec One who got a speaking role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another 8 dancing roles, who will mostly be on stage, as Nicole said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I will be auditioning. I might wanna do...something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back then, there was life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113231771445670991?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113231771445670991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113231771445670991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113231771445670991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113231771445670991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/chloe-your-blind-by-calling-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113222053299483136</id><published>2005-11-17T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:46:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST WATCHED &lt;strong&gt;SKY HIGH&lt;/strong&gt; AND ITS THE BEST DISNEY MOVIE I EVER SEEN UNLESS &lt;strong&gt;MEAN GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt; IS ALSO A DISNEY MOVIE IF IT IS THAN SKY HIGH IS THE SECOND BEST DISNEY MOVIE I'VE EVER WATCHED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm a &lt;u&gt;real sucker&lt;/u&gt; for dorky/ hunky screen guys, and Sky High provided both kinds for me to feast my eyes on. *Drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/will%20stronghold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/will%20stronghold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there is the main character Will Stronghold, played by &lt;em&gt;Micheal Angarano.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/micheal%20angarano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/micheal%20angarano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this dorky cute or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/warren%20piece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/warren%20piece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is Warren Peace, the bad ass moody-looking dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/steven%20strait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/steven%20strait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Steven Strait&lt;/em&gt;. So Latin. I like. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/undiscovered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/undiscovered.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's in &lt;strong&gt;Undiscovered&lt;/strong&gt;, starring Ashlee Simpson, but who cares about her when a &lt;u&gt;HOT GUY&lt;/u&gt; is in the movie. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/nicholas%20braun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/nicholas%20braun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra calafare &lt;em&gt;Nicholas Braun&lt;/em&gt; is cute too, but I couldn't get a recent picture of him. This is probably the closest. But he's &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; older than this. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/lash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/lash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THERE IS LASH! &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JAKE SANDVIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! OHMYGOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I couldn't save the &lt;strong&gt;BEST PICTURE EVER&lt;/strong&gt; in my folder to post, so click &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/gallery/hh/0762424/jakeresub.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, they had his poster at the bustop opposite school. I AM SUCH A &lt;u&gt;DOOFUS&lt;/u&gt;. I had my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/tylerhynes%20older.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/tylerhynes%20older.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Tyler Hynes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, he wasn't in Sky High but he is one fine example of how a dorky hunk would look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo La Laaa. :)) :)) :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113222053299483136?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113222053299483136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113222053299483136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113222053299483136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113222053299483136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-just-watched-sky-high-and-its-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113210436211082002</id><published>2005-11-16T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T20:35:03.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drama auditions were supposed to be over yesterday, with the results of speaking roles on Friday, unfortunately its still on on Friday, so...its gonna be a &lt;em&gt;long&lt;/em&gt; wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again! Results for &lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Secondary 2 Classes&lt;/strong&gt; are being released on that day! Or is it? Well I hope so. I've been anticipating. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Janna's after drama! It was either her's or Joy, cos I was reluctant to go home and &lt;em&gt;stone&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some Harry Potter board game, old school games, Tennis and was supposed to shoot hoops, but I objected. Besides, there wasn't any available court anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I'm watching &lt;strong&gt;The Goblet&lt;/strong&gt; in 2-3 days? Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Escape with the CARRS on Friday after drama. Sheral suggested it. I wouldn't think of even going! Just saying. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh the life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113210436211082002?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113210436211082002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113210436211082002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113210436211082002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113210436211082002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/drama-auditions-were-supposed-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113194287588172762</id><published>2005-11-14T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T12:36:34.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011521.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madrid the freak cat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking up a musical instrument again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feeling like I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama tomorrow at 10. Is there time to go jogging? Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113194287588172762?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113194287588172762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113194287588172762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113194287588172762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113194287588172762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/madrid-freak-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113184675653124563</id><published>2005-11-13T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:59:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Goblet&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;u&gt;6 days&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cairns&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;u&gt;21 days&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;u&gt;42 days&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I haven't actually been to a cinema since Hide And Seek, back in...See? I don't even remember which month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was it a sneak preview of Spongebob the Movie? I don't recall. But it probably happened in the same month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a BIG BLOCKBUSTER is about to be screened and Tubby has free tickets! Two pairs to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janna's mother would be driving us there (Me, Janna, Louie, Jillian) too! Isn't that nice of her? *Beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In exactly three weeks I'll be out of Singapore! And on a plane! A PLANE! I NEVER SAT A PLANE SINCE...eight? A whooping &lt;strong&gt;five years&lt;/strong&gt;. I somewhat feel pathetic among friends. Or only Manda and Clare. Maybe Alyssa, but she usually goes to Disneyland. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement of sitting a plane! Its so kiddy! "&lt;em&gt;I WANT TO SIT A PLANE!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I wouldn't mind the free kid toy/drawing book cos the last one I had was from Quetas (is this right?), and it was some kangaroo sticker thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love planes! I mean, sleeping in a plane. Or hogging the toilet. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy is a Yuppie Word!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113184675653124563?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113184675653124563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113184675653124563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113184675653124563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113184675653124563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/goblet-in-6-days-cairns-in-21-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113167899898791289</id><published>2005-11-12T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T16:59:27.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA261025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA261025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA240787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA240787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA240794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA240794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this, but Cheryl's second voice said it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA240804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA240804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe's table's mahjong paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA240807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA240807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he sees this! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my fave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PA240805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PA240805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt; Decleration. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I miss all of you sweets already. Especially when I can't poke Constipated anymore or tell Cheryl she is fat. &lt;em&gt;Le sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter in exactly a week! I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS. I found my homework. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113167899898791289?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113167899898791289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113167899898791289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113167899898791289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113167899898791289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-scribbles.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113167743759787054</id><published>2005-11-11T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:50:37.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lost my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of it to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY HOMEWORK. LOST!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must have been the maid. She's prone to giving us troubles. &lt;em&gt;Bitch&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thats left is the EL comprehension. I &lt;u&gt;DON'T&lt;/u&gt; LIKE COMPREHENSIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leonine for the rest of the day. Grrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113167743759787054?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113167743759787054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113167743759787054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113167743759787054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113167743759787054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-lost-my-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113159368892651287</id><published>2005-11-10T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T11:34:48.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No more ice-skating. Cos Sheral's mother thought it was a tad too dangerous. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently her mom once went for ice-skating and somebody fell and died from head concussion. Such a thing. Makes me go &lt;em&gt;as long its not me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we plan to go out another time, so that Chloe's mom won't think its far either. Geez. Whats with parents nowadays? It the &lt;u&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/u&gt;, for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even do any freaking studying and I'm already a google box addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Television's a drug. Its my drug.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113159368892651287?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113159368892651287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113159368892651287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113159368892651287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113159368892651287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-more-ice-skating.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113145097721677794</id><published>2005-11-09T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T14:04:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chloe changed her URL to &lt;a href="http://chloeloveshermonkeys.blogspot.com"&gt;chloeloveshermonkeys&lt;/a&gt;! Her previous blog is just screwed up. Hey, this is a good opportunity for Sher to work on her HTML skills! She can like, totally help you unscrew the template. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-skating tomorrow! With Manda and the new HTML queen, Sheral. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. I read Marcia's latest post, and posting of Sec 2 classes are on Friday! &lt;strong&gt;FUCK FREAKING FRIDAY.&lt;/strong&gt; AND I WON'T EVEN BE THERE TO CHECK. The earliest I can is on Tuesday, cos there is drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I either wear my school uniform to check on Friday morning, or get Louie to check for me. But then that would be keeping me in suspense! NO, SCHOOL UNIFORM! MUST! MUST! MUST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I was born with a competitive streak. &lt;em&gt;"OKAY, SO I MUST BEAT EVERYONE ELSE."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I hafta get Tiwi to iron my skirt! I'M GOING. I'M GOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wonder, will it be there in the morning? If its not, then I just wasted my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if it was posted the afternoon before, I'll most probably be a little behind information, but then again, &lt;u&gt;NO ONE&lt;/u&gt; WILL BE THERE TO BLOCK ME &lt;s&gt;the incredible shortness&lt;/s&gt; AT 7 IN THE MORNING. Unless the examinees are interested too lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL GOING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please be home tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113145097721677794?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113145097721677794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113145097721677794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113145097721677794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113145097721677794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/chloe-changed-her-url-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113143593135528872</id><published>2005-11-08T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:25:08.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl, may look like an angel in the picture (the closed eyes and all), but she really is a all-round&lt;em&gt; BIATCH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lorraine Goh Pei Zhen&lt;/strong&gt; or whatever your &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; name is, you suck okay? STOP BOTHERING MY SISTER. &lt;u&gt;You nine-year-old faggoty anne&lt;/u&gt;. QUIT copying my sister's work, QUIT sucking up to your peers and you might as well QUIT school cos &lt;strong&gt;NOBODY LIKES YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! It &lt;strong&gt;Constipated's kid sister&lt;/strong&gt;! Far from being a bitch though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BIASED. So what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Scroll down to see something that would leave a memory in your head.&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://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/P1011379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/P1011379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddy can be &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hi, if your in any way related to Lorraine, YOUR DAUGHTER/ COUSIN IS REALLY AN ABHORRENT CHILD. That's all I've gotta say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to start on any homework. Can't seem to wake up either. Procrastinated for the last two days. Man, I'm gonna be too fat for Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confessions of A Broken Heart&lt;/strong&gt; is a really nice song. Lindsay actually directed the video herself. Her sister was the ballerina! Cool, but I didn't like the dialogue that was audible during the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'll do something about the marquee soon. Or something about the template. Revamp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm starving for thee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113143593135528872?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113143593135528872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113143593135528872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113143593135528872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113143593135528872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-girl-may-look-like-angel-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113133308628058902</id><published>2005-11-07T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:27:37.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://randitan_hf.vidilife.com"&gt;Ran's vidiLife webpage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hellooo video! Just two &lt;strong&gt;random short clips&lt;/strong&gt; of Grad Night. One with my sister and ugly dialogue (&lt;em&gt;my,&lt;/em&gt; dialogue) and another Cheryl's sister walking off stage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OFF COURSE I TOOK OTHERS. The Miss SAC winners. But what for upload. Besides, I'm gonna take the two clips down after I got really nice videos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just collected my Sec 2 books. The Literature text is &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;A4 size&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. How big is that? Now I can't read it on the plane cos it will only seem like I'm studying, which ya know, doesn't happen much on planes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, the Science workbook is entirely different from the textbook, the CME became thinner (Thank God), the EL workbook is much wider and heavier, and the D&amp;amp;T workbook looks like the textbook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;School books complains? Sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113133308628058902?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113133308628058902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113133308628058902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113133308628058902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113133308628058902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/rans-vidilife-webpage-hellooo-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113125819073226359</id><published>2005-11-06T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T15:07:40.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, so the video in the previous post can't work, according to Janna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried &lt;a href="http://vidilife.com"&gt;vidiLife&lt;/a&gt; again, and I found out I could download videos, but I'll have to wait for them to confirm that I can post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also tried &lt;a href="http://megaupload.com"&gt;Mega Upload&lt;/a&gt;, but apparently it gave me downloading troubles too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll most probably post the same video again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Updates!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collection of books tomorrow! I told myself that I'll try to read the Literature text beforehand. I mean, what can one do on a &lt;strong&gt;6-hour flight&lt;/strong&gt;? Ya know, other than walking around greeting everyone on the plane (including the staff). I am gonna do that by the way, unless its the &lt;em&gt;old people&lt;/em&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, lets see, Drama on the &lt;strong&gt;15th&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;18th&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;22nd&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;25th&lt;/strong&gt;. There is one on the &lt;strong&gt;30th of December&lt;/strong&gt;, the last drama session for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cairnes/ Gold Coast on the &lt;strong&gt;4th to the 12th of December&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet stay before that? Don't want leh. I'm saving my shorts for the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is self-revision (yes, REVISION) and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holiday Homework&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Oh I breathe and live Holiday Homework. Chinese, English comprehension and E-math. Maybe there is need to go for Kenneth's this Saturday? Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113125819073226359?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113125819073226359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113125819073226359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113125819073226359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113125819073226359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-so-video-in-previous-post-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113118098053929003</id><published>2005-11-05T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:26:35.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to do something on my &lt;em&gt;Holiday List&lt;/em&gt;, I mean, if I did really have a list, and surfed for Free Video Hosting websites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it has been &lt;a href="http://vidilife.com"&gt;vidiLife&lt;/a&gt;, with functions that seems good, until it comes to the uploading of videos then I'm having issues. I don't want viruses ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently trying out &lt;a href="http://zippyvideos.com"&gt;Zippy Videos&lt;/a&gt;. And they do have codes so I can post videos, so I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zippyvideos.com/3014030052086446/random_01_8/*randitan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1.zvhost.com/1/n/n9cv4w9n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its some random video that was small enough to upload. Can you sweets watch? Cos when I clicked on the picture it takes me to the website but downloads was disabled so I couldn't watch anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If can or cannot just tag and tell me okay. I'm gonna try out vidiLife again while your at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"And this is so difficult for the both of us."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113118098053929003?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113118098053929003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113118098053929003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113118098053929003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113118098053929003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-decided-to-do-something-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113109305957188584</id><published>2005-11-04T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:44:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what? Manda's back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me the places I am about to go to in December is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait to go! Seriously, I think I'm might pack my suitcase &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cos I will be anticipating for the day I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dibs on the blue duffel bag!&lt;/strong&gt; Cheeky and his acessories are coming along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to prepare, I must get more tapes for Cheeky, get my hair trimmed and go jogging without procrastination for the next three weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T WAIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113109305957188584?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113109305957188584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113109305957188584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113109305957188584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113109305957188584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/guess-what-mandas-back-she-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113108792711897102</id><published>2005-11-04T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T15:05:27.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to my girl Chloe, she flooded my tagboard that all the recent posts went straight to the archives and I had to log into my account to read them cos the computer would not open Javascript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying &lt;em&gt;thanks&lt;/em&gt;. (Note the sarcasm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will not be going to &lt;strong&gt;CANNES&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;CAIRNS&lt;/strong&gt;. Geez, aren't they the same? They're just in different continents. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my replies to your tag(s):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janna:&lt;/strong&gt; Their tagboards hate them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loopy: &lt;/strong&gt;Your &lt;em&gt;special. &lt;/em&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy: &lt;/strong&gt;Must try out for the others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan: &lt;/strong&gt;Sure. And she did have a comment box, but she took it down cos nobody commented. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam: &lt;/strong&gt;Hope you get sony! Haha! All camcorders are good lah, as long as they aren't some foreign brand. And I did put down &lt;em&gt;Lianne. &lt;/em&gt;Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chloe: &lt;/strong&gt;OI, TAG SO MUCH FOR WHAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to Chloe, only after my TV boys disappear then your interested in the other families eh? Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About CAIRNS, which is in Australia not France, I'll be there from the 4th of December to the 12th. Lou's friend said Chan Brothers Travel caters to &lt;em&gt;OLD PEOPLE&lt;/em&gt;, but she said the trip was 5-8 days, so they'll probably leave after 5 days. I mean, if there really are old people. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT GETTING ANYTHING FOR ANY OF YOU. Except for Janice, but its because she's my cousin and I am most probably gonna get chocolates. Maltesers? Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'll have a mental block and become nice then I'll get you something, but its likely to be chocolate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You were thinking surf branded merchandise? As if. Me and Louie will be getting them for ourselves. Yeah, I'm selfish, but you can't do anything about it. Or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the Harry Potter tickets, three of them has probably been secured now, unless Jillian goes too lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt might be bringing my three pesky cousins, the youngest being 8 this year, and probably doesn't have the slightest idea about the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By rights she shouldn't even be going, cos the movie is PG-13, and there are only two adults if you exclude the those securing the free tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but cinemas aren't that strict. But if all of us go there will be trouble at the Candy Counter, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD. I swear to hate all children unless they're mine. Yes, I hate your future children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Louie screams like a kid and runs away from the rag-and-bone man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113108792711897102?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113108792711897102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113108792711897102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113108792711897102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113108792711897102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanks-to-my-girl-chloe-she-flooded-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113094062024954518</id><published>2005-11-03T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:51:47.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this idea from Loopy's blog, and thought I should do one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;TESTIMONIALS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manda&lt;/strong&gt;: We met in year 2003! The A in CARRS. The one I can dicuss with on how cute Hunter is in polo tees or how the racers are doing while she is in guitar class. We're gonna do boxing and fishing for leisure aye! (Inside joke.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annalisa&lt;/strong&gt;: She will never forget about my Australian Maths Question Paper. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arielle&lt;/strong&gt;: Big palms. Slaps my back. OW. She got me listening to GC. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt;: Loud. TREMENDOUSLY LOUD. The C in CARRS. Makes fun of my TV guys. But hey, I'm not the one who shares Bryan or calls her 28-year-old tuition teacher cute! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kit Yeng&lt;/strong&gt;: Excellent phonics. A 2006 Two-Eighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pauley&lt;/strong&gt;: My almost drama soul. She has this weird laughter and movement that goes along with it. Very funny that you can't help but move along with her. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Desiree&lt;/strong&gt;: She hates me 7/10. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cleo&lt;/strong&gt;: The one I can count one for cat tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam Cheong&lt;/strong&gt;: My bus buddy. Has a large Chihuahua. Almost mutated. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liz&lt;/strong&gt;: Always there to run away with my cam. Which she'll later complain too many pictures. Haha! Money face babe! And yes, Tom is HOTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt;: I knew her since Primary One. The one with THE attitude, but still lovable - in a sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clare:&lt;/strong&gt; Science Whiz. Rich kid with rich toys. Erm, digital toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qing Hua&lt;/strong&gt;: So sorry I stopped taking 17 after realizing the 69 route was shorter! I love you lah my dear Ching Wua! The future stick prefect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane&lt;/strong&gt;: You hafta stand up for yourself girl! You have musical talents for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joan&lt;/strong&gt;: I got to know her when it was close to the End-Years, but we got to know and love each other loads! Haha. I love Joan! "Reality Bites," she would say. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda L&lt;/strong&gt;: Soft-spoken, but I gotta sit behind her for a term, and she kinda bullied Sammie alot. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ming Zhen&lt;/strong&gt;: Sometimes when she freaks her eyes go wide and she'll go "How?". I think its hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ann&lt;/strong&gt;: She whacks me then laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nat&lt;/strong&gt;: Will be CONSTIPATED from eating too much WANTON. Haha! I LOVE NAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeannie&lt;/strong&gt;: My white buddy, who goes "Wanton!" and proceeds to pinch my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cindy&lt;/strong&gt;: She got her ears pierced this year like meeee!!! Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ren&lt;/strong&gt;: An R in CARRS. Plays way too much PS, Gameboy, Xbox... She thinks I'm a nut and would laugh at me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rina&lt;/strong&gt;: Intelligent. Timid. Nice. Can count on for life, especially if your into Chinese boybands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sammie&lt;/strong&gt;: Jealous that I've got a camcorder. And that I've got somebody's picture. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;: The Anime freak. Migrating to NZ next year so that she can meet her husky and her daddy, and I'll never see her again!!! Or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt;: My dancing buddy! Love her chubby loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sher&lt;/strong&gt;: The S in CARRS. Stubborn. And PMSes whenever she fails her Math test. Horh? DUM dum! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adeline&lt;/strong&gt;: I remember when I sat next to her, she would guide me in math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cynthia&lt;/strong&gt;: Needs to build up on lung muscles? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cher&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh god. LOSERR MANN. We love those ACS guitar boys, plus the Leon guy. HOTTT. HAHAHAHA. But all in all, I'm gonna steal Melv away from you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanessa&lt;/strong&gt;: I knew her way back. I think. Nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcia&lt;/strong&gt;: I knew her wayyy longer, back in Kindergarden. Absolute rebel, but she doesn't mind. Or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Min&lt;/strong&gt;: Grow up to be a GIRL. And stop eating sweets, they're bad for you. Give them to me horh. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt;: Who totally hates AR, cos it shifted Charmed to 10. A Charmed fan, who prolly is now a big Buffy fan too. Many talents. Has an extraordinary gift of really listening to Mr Lee. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loopy: &lt;/strong&gt;Smart LOSER!!! Poo Lei Yi, your jumbled name. Haha! She cried cos she couldn't sit with me anymore two weeks before the End-Year's! Before that she would irritate the hell outta me. She would serenade me with Chinese songs and I have to make an angry face so she'll shut up. WHAT A LOSER. Haha! L for Loopy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm indiscreet. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya sweets load!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113094062024954518?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113094062024954518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113094062024954518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113094062024954518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113094062024954518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-got-this-idea-from-loopys-blog-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113092808567467718</id><published>2005-11-02T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:00:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/madrid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/madrid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture eh Janna? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda scares me cos in a few years Maddy is gonna have balls. &lt;strong&gt;I HAD CHANGED IN FRONT OF THE DARN CAT&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is such a &lt;u&gt;resourceful&lt;/u&gt; though &lt;em&gt;talkative&lt;/em&gt; sweetie. She called to inform me that Amazing Race was on at 10 this morning. The Gaghans are &lt;strong&gt;OUT&lt;/strong&gt;. Honestly I didn't want the Weavers to be eliminated now, cos where is the fun if they're gone? Practically every family hates them. The whole alliance thing going on is &lt;strong&gt;VERY&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANDA! See what you missed? Return soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda excited for the days ahead, cos I can redeem &lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire&lt;/u&gt; tickets! Yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOUR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I probably can get a new Buffy game this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, I might be going to &lt;strong&gt;Cannes&lt;/strong&gt; for &lt;strong&gt;8 days&lt;/strong&gt;! No farm stay cos Tubby thinks its a bore and there is a trip to Gold Coast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gawdd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there shopping in Cannes? Sounds like a scenery place. Yeah, I never go out much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But scenery is fine. Cos there will be beautiful pictures to take. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not here, not now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113092808567467718?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113092808567467718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113092808567467718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113092808567467718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113092808567467718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-picture-eh-janna-hah.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113083099181694209</id><published>2005-11-01T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:44:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Newsflash! Madrid is a male!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/640/PB011326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/122/6271/320/PB011326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a girl, but a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louie is kinda in self-denial now, but think of it this way, at least we won't have to take the gatito for sterilization and all huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113083099181694209?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113083099181694209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113083099181694209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113083099181694209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113083099181694209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/11/newsflash-madrid-is-male-not-girl-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113076336944916936</id><published>2005-10-31T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:46:07.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to do some Halloween post on Madrid, but Hello hates me and think we shouldn't be connected so I can't post up any darn picture. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, Gloria Sharp is now &lt;s&gt;an honourary&lt;/s&gt;  a could be Drama member. &lt;s&gt;Lucky she. If she's fortunate enough she gets to star in her first and last &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Major Drama CCA Project&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/s&gt; Maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Cool, now I got everyone excited for 2006. *Snorts*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama was fine today I suppose. Except when Joy voluntarily got me and herself to play some game off Whose Line It Is Anyway. The whole time I kept going &lt;strong&gt;"I can't think of anything!"&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;"You go!"&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Assss&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah Joy, not calling you an ass. I always say that whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did auditions with Dineesha, who makes a good Marjorie - if the character will still have the same name in the final draft. I like her reading! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Janna and Joy actually put our names down for Marjorie, Elaine and Lisa, but so far we did only Marjorie, though I don't seem to want to do Marjorie anymore, but instead Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read her lines anyway. Both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Inseperable."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO SAD. Maybe its PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I decided to be a posuer and become EMO. Lou was right (for once), I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; her EMO songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I feel so sad again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113076336944916936?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113076336944916936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113076336944916936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113076336944916936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113076336944916936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-wanted-to-do-some-halloween-post-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113065382361291619</id><published>2005-10-30T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T14:38:34.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, so the world is coming to an end, says the Bible, says Louisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think everyone should hold a funeral, cos thats the only time in your life where good things are said about you, and you would still be around to hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened in some Hallmark show. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel EMO-like. I doubt its pessimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you not in Singapore?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113065382361291619?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113065382361291619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113065382361291619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113065382361291619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113065382361291619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah-so-world-is-coming-to-end-says.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113058118918965161</id><published>2005-10-29T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T18:19:50.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I AM GETTING MY VERY OWN HARDDRIVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A HARDDRIVE. MINE. ALL MINE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO ONE ELSE CAN DOWNLOAD WHATEVER ONLINE GAME CONTENT IN MY HARDDRIVE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, WOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can blog &lt;u&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted one. Or at least always wanted one after getting my Canon Camcorder, Cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH, I GAVE IT A NAME. CANNOT AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, so I gave it the name Cheeky about five seconds ago, cos I was looking at my Checks' shoebox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its better than naming your stuff toys anyway. Wonder who names TY beanies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have two classical guitars named Lady and Old Man Patrick. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONSTIPATED MISSES ME. (HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;LOOPY DEFINITELY MISSES ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I miss practically everyone I tremendously love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the television guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113058118918965161?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113058118918965161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113058118918965161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113058118918965161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113058118918965161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-getting-my-very-own-harddrive.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113050235079893701</id><published>2005-10-28T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:59:58.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FAITH&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RINA&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLARE LEE&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIT YENG&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOPY&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOY&lt;/strong&gt; IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANNA &lt;/strong&gt;IS GOING TO TWO-EIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, it sucks lacking academically. Even I got an &lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dance&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hello? I was in the Curriculum Showcase and was in the first group and she gave me an F? WTH. She even said the 7 in the first group were better dancers. So I'm supposed to feel &lt;em&gt;insulted&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;flattered&lt;/em&gt; at the same time? I honestly think its a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; for Drama. I must really suck huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, I will be getting my own computer space cos I've been bugging Tubby for a laptop since the camcorder, but he will still need the laptop for his work but I'm getting my own harddisk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like woohoo, cos after the laptop harddisk its an Ipod. And no, I don't need the Nano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a spoilt brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, not much people have been attending Drama CCA, which leaves more chances of speaking roles to the Sec Ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditions this Monday! Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I cheated some Ma-ma shop lady today. Huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113050235079893701?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113050235079893701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113050235079893701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113050235079893701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113050235079893701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/faith-is-going-to-two-eight-rina-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113041639765567650</id><published>2005-10-27T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:34:22.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Madrid, the Chinah Gatito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA230757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA230757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113041639765567650?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113041639765567650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113041639765567650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113041639765567650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113041639765567650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-madrid-chinah-gatito.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113031506386677906</id><published>2005-10-26T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T16:27:56.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA2509713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA2509713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Randi is like, I love her." - Cheryl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113031506386677906?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113031506386677906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113031506386677906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113031506386677906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113031506386677906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/randi-is-like-i-love-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-113005532808157191</id><published>2005-10-23T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T16:15:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sammie picked me. Here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loudest?&lt;/strong&gt; Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quietest?&lt;/strong&gt; Amanda Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smartest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME. Kidding. Its Loopy the &lt;s&gt;LOSER&lt;/s&gt; Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dumbest?&lt;/strong&gt; -Insert Your Name Here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cutest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ugliest?&lt;/strong&gt; -Insert Your Name Here also-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest?&lt;/strong&gt; Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dullest?&lt;/strong&gt; Definitely not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skinniest?&lt;/strong&gt; Ching Wua! (Qing Hua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fattest?&lt;/strong&gt; Cheryl. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most fashionable?&lt;/strong&gt; Not anyone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Least fashionable?&lt;/strong&gt; -Insert Your Name Here too.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most optimistic?&lt;/strong&gt; Not anyone I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most pessimistic?&lt;/strong&gt; EMO people. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cries most?&lt;/strong&gt; EMOs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cries least?&lt;/strong&gt;  Super Duper Sumos. You don't see them crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most trustworthy? &lt;/strong&gt;Paper and Pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most honest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME. Yeah, &lt;em&gt;sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Least honest?&lt;/strong&gt; Everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best for advice?&lt;/strong&gt; This Home Remedy book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most likely to become a homo?&lt;/strong&gt;  They exist. Scream &amp; Run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most likely to be famous?&lt;/strong&gt;  Loopy, for being a &lt;s&gt;LOSER&lt;/s&gt; Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most likely to be mentally insane?&lt;/strong&gt; Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most likely to be a saint?&lt;/strong&gt; WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have gay or lesbian friends?&lt;/strong&gt; Not that I know of. They're bisexual. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;/strong&gt; Loopy. YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the one person that knows most about you?&lt;/strong&gt; My granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst advice?&lt;/strong&gt; Loving someone other than Randi. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thing you're picked on most?&lt;/strong&gt; Height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's your longest known friend?&lt;/strong&gt; Louisa. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shyest?&lt;/strong&gt; Don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweetest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weirdest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dirtiest?&lt;/strong&gt; Chocolate Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends you miss being close with?&lt;/strong&gt; Since when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last person you talked to online?&lt;/strong&gt; Cheryl. Asking for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who you talk to most online?&lt;/strong&gt;  I wait for them to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are you on the phone with most often?&lt;/strong&gt; Chloe. Who can't shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who listens to your problems?&lt;/strong&gt; No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do you fight with the most?&lt;/strong&gt; Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the nicest?&lt;/strong&gt; ME. Not no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the most outgoing?&lt;/strong&gt; Marcia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the best singer?&lt;/strong&gt; Loopy. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's on your shit-list?&lt;/strong&gt; Don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's your second family?&lt;/strong&gt; My teachers. AS IF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you always feel understood?&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you trust others easily?&lt;/strong&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose house were you last at?&lt;/strong&gt; Don't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name one persons arm you feel safe in:&lt;/strong&gt; Louisa's. If she's willing. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do your friends know you?&lt;/strong&gt; Literally yes. Hypothetically maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends that live real far away?&lt;/strong&gt; Constipated Nat. Nah, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three people to do this.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Louie. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;[2] Janna. If you have time ya.&lt;br /&gt;[3] Joy. If your computer is back in working order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I release troubles by cleaning and scribbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lease of life. Ho-hum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-113005532808157191?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/113005532808157191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=113005532808157191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113005532808157191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/113005532808157191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sammie-picked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112999313429674186</id><published>2005-10-22T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:29:43.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just flipped through November's issue of Telescope and nevermind about Hunter or Tyler, I've got &lt;em&gt;Devon&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH, AFTER MONTHS OF ANTICIPATION&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Ned's Declassified School Survival Guide&lt;/u&gt; is finally screening on Nickelodeon, along with &lt;u&gt;Zoey 101&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about quitting tubbing, Randi's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeahhh babyyy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;strong&gt;Ashlee Simpson's I Am Me&lt;/strong&gt; on Thusday and &lt;strong&gt;Switchfoot's Nothing Is Sound &lt;/strong&gt;today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switchfoot is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard there is drama singing auditions on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy and Janna are singing God of Wonders together and I'm supposed to sing solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Thats what one would get if you don't turn up for important drama sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid dance rehearsals. I don't even have a fitting pair of trackpants and have to borrow Cheryl's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the song, Joy and Janna say its okay for me to sing Happy Birthday, as a last resort. Or Muffin Man, as a second last resort, or so help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huhhh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112999313429674186?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112999313429674186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112999313429674186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112999313429674186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112999313429674186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-flipped-through-novembers-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112995107074354974</id><published>2005-10-21T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:19:48.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results today. Quite terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EL: B3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E-math: B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Literature: C5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geography: B4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Science: D7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MT: D7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home Ecs: B3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No History though. Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? AXN ain't screening Amazon anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATS WITH TELEVISION NOWADAYS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112995107074354974?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112995107074354974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112995107074354974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112995107074354974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112995107074354974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/results-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112994920405128788</id><published>2005-10-20T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:48:34.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/scan00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took some lousy neoprint machine at Heeren. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/scan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/scan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were these awkward fluoroscent bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried out some of those costume things, and I'm wearing a tiara that says &lt;strong&gt;Birthday Girl&lt;/strong&gt;. Too bad it isn't clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Women's toilet. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112994920405128788?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112994920405128788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112994920405128788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112994920405128788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112994920405128788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/took-some-lousy-neoprint-machine-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112981415000225512</id><published>2005-10-19T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:26:08.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SCHROEDERS WERE ELIMINATED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SCHROEDERS WERE ELIMINATED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SCHROEDERS WERE ELIMINATED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT STAND IT.&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT ACCEPT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I think? The whole race is made up. Why did they expect the Weavers to go back to the racing-track? Why did the pit-stop had to be in New Orleans and they had to eliminate the Schroeders in their own home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ironical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I WILL NEVER SEE HUNTER ON TV!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I told myself not to videotape any more AR episodes, but...I HAVE TO!!!!!!! Just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhyWhy &lt;strong&gt;WHY&lt;/strong&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They actually zoomed up into Hunter's face &lt;u&gt;twice&lt;/u&gt; when they got told that they were eliminated, and he was so sadder than his already sad face. I was told he almost &lt;strong&gt;CRIED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His stepmom was distraught, his sister was distraught already before, just cos Mark was so inconclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like saying some bad words. &lt;em&gt;Nyeh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; DISTRAUGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets all cry piteously...&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;...and tubbing moves on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/image886452g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/image886452g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will never see them on Amazing Race, EVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112981415000225512?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112981415000225512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112981415000225512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112981415000225512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112981415000225512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/schroeders-were-eliminated_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112981100653478530</id><published>2005-10-18T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T20:34:42.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Last&lt;/strong&gt; day of the papers, &lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; day of Computer/ History Enrichment classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to tolerate &lt;u&gt;3 hours&lt;/u&gt; in the Computer Lab. The intense mental madness. Gee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone waiting for the tardy teachers. &lt;em&gt;PauLine says Peace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loopy, the annoying &lt;s&gt;LOSER&lt;/s&gt; Best Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie, the one with slow block-face-from-camera reflexes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ching Wua (Qing Hua), the very skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, the very delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat, the very constipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheryl wouldn't kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loopy, the calafare. She doesn't even sit anywhere near there. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare, working on Cindy's blog template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo update. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanton &amp; Constipated.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARRS then headed down to the Primary School toilet, just to find a composition &lt;strong&gt;MY SISTER NICOLE&lt;/strong&gt; did posted up on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's composition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? Your not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/18%2010%2005%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/18%2010%2005%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tremendously short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA180564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA180564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran on the far right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA180566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA180566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay in every sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheral doing The Egyptian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swensen's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert. A yummy mango ice-cream cake slice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we took the train down to TM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Emma Watson oh yes we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Sembawang, where I was deciding between Ryan and Ashlee's new albums, then got torn when Sheral recommended James'. So I got James' album, but reluctantly bought Ryan's at Music Junction cos there was no Ashlee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slow ah. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA1805923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA1805923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE their music!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112981100653478530?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112981100653478530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112981100653478530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112981100653478530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112981100653478530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-day-of-papers-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112953445612315907</id><published>2005-10-17T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T20:21:46.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA160526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA160526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you see, Venus if officially Madrid's. The scruffy cat love her dogs. &lt;strong&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some small changes, I added a marquee, which will have more pictures if I do take some pictures with myself in it, but I'm sort of the &lt;em&gt;behind-the-camera&lt;/em&gt; type of person, so cam-whoring ain't for me and I thank god that some people were &lt;u&gt;born&lt;/u&gt;* with &lt;strong&gt;BAD EYEBROWS&lt;/strong&gt; cos they end up making my day for ridiculing themselves. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others are some links and Post titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never studied enough for Geography. I was right to be nervous eh? Loopy, as usual, wrote &lt;em&gt;longgg&lt;/em&gt; answers in her tiny ant-form font.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more paper, and then the 2005 syllabus is trash. But somehow, I think some of my textbooks serve a purpose and I should be keeping them, or maybe its just some pre-miss school symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding. I have to give them away, and I won't miss them...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swensen's tomorrow, right after 2-3 hours of computer enrichment. I learnt nothing. Is that bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE THE AMAZON.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To Sammie: &lt;strong&gt;BORN&lt;/strong&gt;. Not tweezed, shaved, or made it look distorted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112953445612315907?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112953445612315907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112953445612315907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112953445612315907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112953445612315907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-you-see-venus-if-officially-madrids.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112947078242890756</id><published>2005-10-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:00:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be like she</title><content type='html'>Just hope there is Amazon tomorrow. The thought of the Geography paper somehow irks me even though its my best subject, or so I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breath reeks of dinner, OR SO IT DOES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Get out of this place while we still have time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112947078242890756?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112947078242890756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112947078242890756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112947078242890756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112947078242890756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/be-like-she.html' title='Be like she'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112935793803287736</id><published>2005-10-15T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T14:32:18.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title here</title><content type='html'>I kinda blogged yesterday, just to delete the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling disorganized lately, cos there is insufficient space in the computer which means I can't upload any videos or store much songs nor even download any cos the Limewire in my account must be biased letting my sis download her &lt;strong&gt;EMO&lt;/strong&gt; songs and they wouldn't even open their window for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SEE THIS DADDY? SEE THE PURPOSE FOR A LAPTOP?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I really did go jogging today with Lou. She thinks I run funny and I'm lousy, but I walk faster. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pespire, than got fatter by having brekkie at Macs. &lt;em&gt;They had to have the promotion&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel annoyed. Maybe angry, but mostly annoyed. Who wouldn't if you have a stinky cat sleeping on your clean sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n the brightside, daddy says he might be taking us on a overseas trip. Maybe Australia, but he has to check his December schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FINALLY A HOLIDAY OUTSIDE SINGAPORE. And a great time to break out the camcorder and a chance to wear the Mambo cap. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh whatever. I still feel annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112935793803287736?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112935793803287736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112935793803287736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112935793803287736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112935793803287736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/title-here.html' title='Title here'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112917752983531246</id><published>2005-10-13T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:32:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boone dies tonight!</title><content type='html'>Study Day. Not studying. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to have E-math tuition tonight. Hope to learn at least &lt;u&gt;something&lt;em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means I'll have to bring masking tape to shut Chloe up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already feel annoyed, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on AR on Saturday. Hunter has such a potty mouth. Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some revamping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112917752983531246?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112917752983531246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112917752983531246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112917752983531246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112917752983531246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/boone-dies-tonight.html' title='Boone dies tonight!'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112909008683568013</id><published>2005-10-12T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:17:51.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer. HOT DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack. HOT DOCTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie. HOT HAS-BEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who can forget Boone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT (Topless!) PRETTY BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, yesterday's episode of Amazon was so deceiving. I mean, the cinematic of the show is already decieving enough (a 1999 series that looked like 2004) but now the storyline? What the hell am I even watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought they've escaped. I thought Will (Tyler Hynes!) got reunited with his family. I thought the Hercules look-a-like nearly died. I thought the brunette doctor was mean. I thought the Chris Martin guy was such a cool geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. So deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I'm gonna watch it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About yesterday's Lit paper, I couldn't elaborate much. AND I STILL COULD SMILE WHEN I READ THE QUESTIONS IN THE BEGINNING. I think I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science was pretty easy today. And I still thought, "1 hour? Where got time?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 down. 3 to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T OPEN LIMEWIRE. CAN'T DOWNLOAD SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying! Like the fucking maid who is nothing but trouble lately. If my granny didn't go home yesterday, I sworn she(the maid) would have kill her(my grandmother) in her sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called imagination baby. It runs wild in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must. Go. Jogging. Tomorrow. Morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112909008683568013?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112909008683568013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112909008683568013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112909008683568013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112909008683568013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/lost-boys.html' title='LOST boys!'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112900326930290495</id><published>2005-10-11T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:11:47.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THE ROGERS!</title><content type='html'>This news is kinda like 6 days old, but Manda was searching for Amazing Race 8 pictures and happen to see a picture of the Rogers on CBS: The Early Show in which she clicked and came upon &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/10/05/earlyshow/series/amazingrace/main915641.shtml?CMP=ILC-SearchStories"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, an interview with the ROGERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a post-race interview, but if you scroll down and see the "Schroeder" link, &lt;strong&gt;CLICK ON IT&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not being biased cos I LOVELOVELOVE the Schroeders, but just read &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/09/27/earlyshow/series/amazingrace/main886435.shtml"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;the interview&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think about it? THE ROGERS ARE SUCH SWEET PEOPLE. Pity they got eliminated. Damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Schroeders only stayed at the Rogers for two weeks according to Manda, but I was thinking, 14 DAYS WITH BOY SCHROEDER I DON'T MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazon&lt;/strong&gt; is on later. Now the story is all &lt;em&gt;'I can't leave her here!'&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;'I let them escape then I make sure the rest don't know I let them run off and we go after them to kill them.'&lt;/em&gt; So dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is back being the Chosen One. JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE LAH. Stupid grouchy characters. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Tyler reminds me of Ian? &lt;em&gt;HOTTT&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112900326930290495?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112900326930290495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112900326930290495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112900326930290495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112900326930290495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-love-rogers.html' title='I LOVE THE ROGERS!'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112893441624577411</id><published>2005-10-10T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T16:53:36.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazon</title><content type='html'>I LOVELOVELOVE AMAZON!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE TYLER HYNES!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVELOVELOVE GROUCHY CHARACTERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a good show I tell ya. &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD FOR THIS WEEK&lt;/strong&gt;. I missed the show for the last three weekdays! Tyler's jaguar stratch marks are non-visable now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, about the History papers. &lt;em&gt;I SWEAR IT WAS EASY&lt;/em&gt;. Just that I studied only for an hour cos I spent all my time doing Literature notes that wasn't even completed. (Sorry Manda and Sher!) So stupid eh? Tubby is gonna kick my ass if I fail - not literally of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't elaborate much, couldn't answer most few words questions, and I had little answers for 6 marks questions. Really. I saw (&lt;u&gt;CAUGHT A GLIMPSE. NOT COPY FOR PETE'S SAKE&lt;/u&gt;) Loopy's tiny font-ed answers and it was pages longgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl. Like she would be of any help for the last one week of school. I still haven't forgotten her lousy negotiation skills. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, Good Luck means Bad Luck. And you can't possibly wish someone Bad Luck. Say Break A Leg lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I GOT A MAG WITH A TOPLESS IAN "BOONE" SOMERHANDLER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous? Janna is. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THE AMAZON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112893441624577411?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112893441624577411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112893441624577411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112893441624577411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112893441624577411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/amazon.html' title='Amazon'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112884814016621255</id><published>2005-10-09T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:00:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Newsflash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/PA090408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/PA090408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Chloe: I DO GET CLOSE TO THE GATITO FOR PETE'S SAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. BACK TO LITERATURE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS. Sorry for the spastic smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112884814016621255?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112884814016621255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112884814016621255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112884814016621255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112884814016621255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-newsflash.html' title='Random Newsflash'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112859652038547476</id><published>2005-10-06T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:03:39.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Initially</title><content type='html'>I am officially done with all End-Year EL and CL papers and orals. What I realized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I have no articulation at all.&lt;br /&gt;2) I must always read through passages/ speech or prepare for screwed marks.&lt;br /&gt;3) People with long thin lips can be intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;4) Memorise, &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5) Suck up to teachers if possible as to get bribery marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said. Doing Lit. notes ain't easy especially when you desperately want to get polo tees of different colours so to wear them anytime the Amazing Race is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dad c'mon." - Hunter Schroeder :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112859652038547476?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112859652038547476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112859652038547476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112859652038547476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112859652038547476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/initially.html' title='Initially'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112841237943347084</id><published>2005-10-05T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:57:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Quirks</title><content type='html'>My dumbass &lt;a href="http://strutdownthecatwalk.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt; had to randomly picked me. So here are 5 things I know/think/feel is quirky about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I use my camcorder to take videos/shots of shows on the tube. I swear its &lt;u&gt;VERY&lt;/u&gt; cheap thrilling. And, &lt;strong&gt;WHO IN THE WORLD WOULD DO THAT?&lt;/strong&gt; Besides me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my pet peeves is when plumbers and air-con people invade my home. I hate speaking to them. And usually they come at timings when I have to instruct them. And pay them. Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I enjoy &lt;strong&gt;tubbing&lt;/strong&gt;. Its kinda like couch-potatoeing, but without the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I cannot go jogging after anytime near &lt;u&gt;7AM or thereafter&lt;/u&gt;. Cos I dislike the Sun beating down on me and stupid vehicles starts going &lt;em&gt;beep beep&lt;/em&gt; and all the taichi folks are done with...taichi-ing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ah, the last quirky thing. I like to draw Blockheads in different styles. There is the original Blockhead, Baby Blockhead, Blockhead goes London, Blockhead in Tokyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 PEOPLE WHO MUST BE SO RANDOM TO GET PICKED (kidding)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;a href="http://www.soperfect.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;Manda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;a href="http://www.pinkyheavenhsheral.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;Sheral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;a href="http://optimised.blogspot.com"&gt;Joan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;a href="http://www.emotionallydisabled-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;Janna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;a href="http://-lonelyplanet.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;/option&gt;Mag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To these people, the instructions of the tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a topic, you are to write down your answers in your blog, and then send the same topic to 5 other people. Write down the names of these 5 people and link to them on your blog. Go visit their blogs to notify them that they are tagged. The 5 people who are tagged should, in their own blogs, write down the name and link of the person who tagged them, answer the same topic, and send it to another 5 people, etc.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go be random. And love the Amazon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FYI: The Rogers got eliminated on the second episode of Amazing Race. Like, what the fuck. Now Brock is no more. Like, even more what the fuck. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112841237943347084?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112841237943347084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112841237943347084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112841237943347084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112841237943347084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/5-quirks.html' title='5 Quirks'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112823467873810918</id><published>2005-10-02T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:33:14.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my MAMA</title><content type='html'>I have only one thing to say for my last post until the End Year papers are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/AMAZING%20RACE%20EP%2001%2020001592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/AMAZING%20RACE%20EP%2001%2020001592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Schroeders! Or at least, boy Schroeder. :) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112823467873810918?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112823467873810918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112823467873810918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112823467873810918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112823467873810918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-my-mama.html' title='Oh my MAMA'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112822511037270998</id><published>2005-10-01T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:53:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must love papercuts</title><content type='html'>So me and Louie were discussing if the girl behind the BK counter wasn't who we thought it was, then possibilities were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) It was her sister.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, then her sister would also be a butch eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Her brother.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they look identical. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt;, identical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But turn out it was really her, what with the hair, the facial features, the dental set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the name tag that reveals it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112822511037270998?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112822511037270998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112822511037270998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112822511037270998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112822511037270998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-must-love-papercuts.html' title='I must love papercuts'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112808361851893349</id><published>2005-09-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:36:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter Schroeder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_02281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_02284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, one's obsession can go overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_02282.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, a camcorder can help satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112808361851893349?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112808361851893349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112808361851893349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112808361851893349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112808361851893349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/hunter-schroeder.html' title='Hunter Schroeder'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112790007188491894</id><published>2005-09-28T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:52:18.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart Gay Kid Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angel thing I did for some Sec 2 girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I thought English lessons were always boring, but today, it made me blush and laugh. If its even possible that I blush. Pink cheeks on yellow skin? Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when Rachel went through our Paper 1 format, and Marcia was a writing example and wrote a letter to Nat, and supposedly Nigel got dragged into this cos he was getting married to who else but ME, and the wedding will be on the 29 October 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your all invited. KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but just a few days ago I accused Nat's kid brother of being gay and really he is. He's marrying Christopher instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside joke. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112790007188491894?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112790007188491894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112790007188491894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112790007188491894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112790007188491894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-heart-gay-kid-brothers.html' title='I heart Gay Kid Brothers'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112780948828389917</id><published>2005-09-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T16:25:53.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your gone going</title><content type='html'>Honestly, I can't wait for the End-Year papers to slap me in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, its for loser reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hide when its my turn to seek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112780948828389917?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112780948828389917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112780948828389917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112780948828389917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112780948828389917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-gone-going.html' title='Your gone going'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112720848383293288</id><published>2005-09-26T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:51:14.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By rights I shouldn't be out for the whole day, but I was, and was supposed to stay out for another hour or so. But what the heck, its the last day of the guitar lesson anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs and arms are aching, had travelled to Queenstown and back, got lost while going to Tampines from Raffles Place, and I think I just lost ten grams for pespiring. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not go to Queenstown to shop but for E-maths tuition, along with Chloe, and Kenneth gave us ACS(I) 2002 exam papers to do. It was supposed to help us in some way. Like it did anyway. &lt;em&gt;Le&lt;/em&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Chloe got her daddy to fetch us and they lead me to Raffles Place MRT, where I wasn't sure which train to take cos one was going to Marina Bay and the other Boon Lay, so I called my own daddy and he was so unresourceful, telling me to take the Green Line[Boon Lay], check the Stations Directory and other yadda things that was stupid like "There is another level! Ask the station master! There really is another level!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, like WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took the train like he told me to, and I was headed to Boon Lay in the really crowded train, concious that this guy in a &lt;em&gt;Hot Pink&lt;/em&gt; polo tee wasn't going to feel my ass or something. But! I was heading in the wrong direction and alighted at Tiong Bahru, after Outram Park and there it was, the right train to Pasir Ris. I only alighted cos Mr Cheah said take the North East Line that was at Outram. (BLOODY FORTUNATE I CHECKED THE STATIONS DIRECTORY.) There I scolded my dad through SMSes. Then he still replied a HAHA and said something bout first experiences and all...SCREW LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, what kind of father is this huh? Laughing at his daughter cos she almost got lost. Like he knows any better. He and his stupid instructions. And he works around that area? Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cheryl didn't remind me that she couldn't SMS me cos her phone got confiscated and all. Yadda yadda, and there are stupid people working at the desk of Yamaha cos they would yawn in your face and give you the worst attitude. Fucking lady was all "Only the person who is stated can &lt;em&gt;signnn&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? Thank God I quit. As in guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, you didn't get anything above. I don't care lah. The whole day was stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112720848383293288?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112720848383293288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112720848383293288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112720848383293288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112720848383293288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/by-rights-i-shouldnt-be-out-for-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112757812090883662</id><published>2005-09-25T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T11:16:55.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Joy Joy</title><content type='html'>Ahah. I can upload pictures and videos from my baby now. Ahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/Copy%20of%20grad11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all of you can celebrate cos I CAN UPLOAD VIDEOS. Yay yay yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/Copy%20of%20grad13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough partaying already. Go sleep. Monday got school. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/Copy%20of%20grad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/Copy%20of%20grad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much to Gloria for ze pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112757812090883662?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112757812090883662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112757812090883662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112757812090883662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112757812090883662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy Happy Joy Joy'/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112749105534882273</id><published>2005-09-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:50:43.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too tired to really elaborate on anything. A picture perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/640/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="phostImg" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/122/6271/320/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Miss SAC pageant thing. Uber-lame. But they were pretty no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might go jogging early if I'm in the mood. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112749105534882273?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112749105534882273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112749105534882273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112749105534882273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112749105534882273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-tired-to-really-elaborate-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112581631848120498</id><published>2005-09-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:50:10.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apparently, everything happening seems abominable and my only Zen ingredient is studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And study I will&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112581631848120498?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112581631848120498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112581631848120498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112581631848120498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112581631848120498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/apparently-everything-happening-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15471048.post-112711983582821615</id><published>2005-09-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:48:56.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I was made to be Heaven's stress ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever they are full of anger, they take it out on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be angry recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15471048-112711983582821615?l=noisran-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/feeds/112711983582821615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15471048&amp;postID=112711983582821615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112711983582821615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15471048/posts/default/112711983582821615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noisran-.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-think-i-was-made-to-be-heavens.html' title=''/><author><name>Randi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11341651284694601036</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WN4IkHmezvQ/TnoQ7p_9eMI/AAAAAAAABOg/0NeIGKFHAjU/s220/IMG_2065resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
