<?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-1637967344814725025</id><updated>2012-01-08T23:19:29.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>comment below post</title><subtitle type='html'>if posts weren't emo, what's blogging for?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-565331838499051606</id><published>2009-12-10T11:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T11:24:50.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tabitha</title><content type='html'>NO! TABITHA'S OUT!&lt;br /&gt;and sezairi's in.&lt;br /&gt;come on, tabitha's the only one that can truly sing&lt;br /&gt;sezairi's in because of obvious reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so dumb&lt;br /&gt;they should just put sgidol on suria instead of ch5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet sezairi's gonna win&lt;br /&gt;and he'll be making one english album&lt;br /&gt;and a streak of melayu album&lt;br /&gt;and there will be all pride for that 19% of singapore's population&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what&lt;br /&gt;that makes me sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm not one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-565331838499051606?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2507837694101147902</id><published>2009-12-07T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:58:16.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aléatoire</title><content type='html'>bonjour. ainsi comment vous dormez la nuit, quand un hibou hulule au sujet de votre balcon ou quand un clavier cliquette sous la dactylographie rapide de votre mère de commis ou quand est-ce qu'micro-onde transmet des parties de football 1350km à partir de votre maison même ? est-ce que vous avez-vous jamais entendu parler d'un collecter de timbre qui a abandonné sur sa collection inestimable, l'avez vendue, et obtenu un psp en échange pour sa valeur ? ou que diriez-vous du récipient tic de tac qui a coulé l'eau quand un enfant l'a essayé comme remplacement pour son canard en caoutchouc ou que diriez-vous de l'asperge qui s'est ratatinée une fois laissée dans un réfrigérateur plein du jargon ? les oiseaux se sont assemblés après une maison pour attraper un aperçu d'une télévision de observation de garçon les chats ont grogné quand un homme a essayé d'employer des morceaux de poissons de son briyani de surplus de nasi pour l'amorce, et pour l'individu-amusement l'extrémité.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2507837694101147902?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2507837694101147902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2507837694101147902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2507837694101147902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2507837694101147902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/12/aleatoire.html' title='aléatoire'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2213168667911739134</id><published>2009-12-07T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:44:40.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>une pitié</title><content type='html'>je voudrais aller à l'alliance française pour prendre des leçons françaises, mais mon ami Jérémie ne peut pas aller, ainsi mes espoirs étaient à tiret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2213168667911739134?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2213168667911739134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2213168667911739134&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2213168667911739134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2213168667911739134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/12/une-pitie.html' title='une pitié'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8339573984288437608</id><published>2009-11-25T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:44:36.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RE: deanne's post</title><content type='html'>this is the part where it gets mushy.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, u can't tell me that cos my tagboard's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really really miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i can't find a manly-er word for miss&lt;br /&gt;so i shall use 'miss'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss jerry; and the countless times we've spent since sec2&lt;br /&gt;i miss raymond; the comrade whom i could always relate to&lt;br /&gt;i miss deanne; my painkiller when vagina boy was with her&lt;br /&gt;i miss saiful; and his wacky personality&lt;br /&gt;i miss fred; whom i've lost touch for a week&lt;br /&gt;i miss joelynn; and the ups and downs we've spent together&lt;br /&gt;i miss meiyen; for being imperfectly perfect&lt;br /&gt;i miss pauline; and her conviviality&lt;br /&gt;i miss darrenpang; a big heart yet widely misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;i miss rebecca; always cheerful&lt;br /&gt;i miss alex; and her hyper personality&lt;br /&gt;i miss noel; and his antics&lt;br /&gt;i miss megan; and her advice&lt;br /&gt;i miss shangzhi; and his gayness ;D&lt;br /&gt;i miss ms ong; who, in my eyes, became a friend, rather than a teacher&lt;br /&gt;i even miss harryfookakawongchunhong; who was a friend for my four years in dunman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u know why i'm so upset when i couldn't watch fantastic mr fox with u guys on my working day&lt;br /&gt;now u know why i'm so upset when i didn't have a ticket to watch paranormal activity&lt;br /&gt;now u know why i was so happy during recess&lt;br /&gt;during the biking trail trip&lt;br /&gt;during budget cafe breaks&lt;br /&gt;during prom, where the five of us took pictures together&lt;br /&gt;during our days tog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days i would i die to have&lt;br /&gt;days i would cherish&lt;br /&gt;simple days of that pink-t-shirt clique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we meet again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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post'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2609604451523256040</id><published>2009-11-22T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T01:38:16.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JJSHCR</title><content type='html'>here i am&lt;br /&gt;salvaging a broken friendship&lt;br /&gt;and there u go, tearing it apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a rock&lt;br /&gt;that takes billions of years to cross a stream&lt;br /&gt;to reach your lively figure&lt;br /&gt;to be reached out of the waters&lt;br /&gt;and thrown back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how your heart feels&lt;br /&gt;after being dejected&lt;br /&gt;dejected&lt;br /&gt;and dejected perpetually&lt;br /&gt;it just goes 'plomp!' and down it sinks into the water&lt;br /&gt;just like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind then&lt;br /&gt;since u don't like me being around&lt;br /&gt;since i'm just a fucking post-it&lt;br /&gt;a burden that just sticks around&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;fine.&lt;br /&gt;hmmph.&lt;br /&gt;don't friend u already. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2609604451523256040?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2609604451523256040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2609604451523256040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2609604451523256040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2609604451523256040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/11/jjshcr.html' title='JJSHCR'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1433002554443584517</id><published>2009-11-21T22:06:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:12:29.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the four of us</title><content type='html'>the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marianne&lt;br /&gt;wenfen&lt;br /&gt;pauline&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saiful&lt;br /&gt;raymond&lt;br /&gt;jerry&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pauline&lt;br /&gt;huimin&lt;br /&gt;noel&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pauline&lt;br /&gt;darren&lt;br /&gt;rebecca&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;megan&lt;br /&gt;shila&lt;br /&gt;daryl&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chun hong&lt;br /&gt;wenshee&lt;br /&gt;meiyen&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deanne&lt;br /&gt;joe&lt;br /&gt;jerry&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the four of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren&lt;br /&gt;xuan hong&lt;br /&gt;paul&lt;br /&gt;jerome&lt;br /&gt;jiahui&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the six of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1433002554443584517?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1433002554443584517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1433002554443584517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1433002554443584517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1433002554443584517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/11/four-of-us.html' title='the four of us'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1319270355463158853</id><published>2009-11-21T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T22:06:38.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fireflies</title><content type='html'>we're all forced to grow up too quickly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1319270355463158853?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1319270355463158853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1319270355463158853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1319270355463158853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1319270355463158853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireflies.html' title='fireflies'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-947754551730673711</id><published>2009-08-19T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T00:29:13.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dog</title><content type='html'>yu quan wants out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dogs are a man's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;how true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-947754551730673711?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/947754551730673711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=947754551730673711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/947754551730673711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/947754551730673711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/08/dog.html' title='dog'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3023709244344747393</id><published>2009-08-14T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:36:00.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>old days</title><content type='html'>i really miss the old days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of walking home after band, with megan, shila, daryl and joelynn&lt;br /&gt;going to budget&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the dusk to end&lt;br /&gt;seeing the afternoon sun surrender to its daily respite&lt;br /&gt;talking, speaking words from my heart&lt;br /&gt;knowing joelynn's issues&lt;br /&gt;dallying around with shila&lt;br /&gt;wise advices from daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of going out with marianne, wenfen, noel, pauline and huimin &lt;br /&gt;laughing hysterically for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;looking at noel and his not-funny antics&lt;br /&gt;confiding with auntie mary... or amy... or jenny... i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of fun with meiyen, wenshee and chun hong&lt;br /&gt;having a crush with one&lt;br /&gt;and being down-to-earth with the other&lt;br /&gt;and other one... i want to erase it. eradicate it. i'm still trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of singing with haishan, meilan and xueqi&lt;br /&gt;though being the tumultuous year, i developed and discovered new windows of opportunities&lt;br /&gt;having fun in the workshop&lt;br /&gt;wanting my product to be impeccable&lt;br /&gt;sketching my magnum opus for art&lt;br /&gt;whipping up a mess in home ec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of band&lt;br /&gt;sitting with khaihui on the left, daryl on the right&lt;br /&gt;teasing them of their compatibility&lt;br /&gt;giggling under a countenance of seriousness&lt;br /&gt;knowing someone that you can look up to really makes me feel glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days of hiking with jerry, raymond, and shang zhi.&lt;br /&gt;having similar ideals&lt;br /&gt;always on the same topic&lt;br /&gt;though being a little clumsy at times&lt;br /&gt;but never took it into heart&lt;br /&gt;no fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days where i can be myself&lt;br /&gt;days where mr. bustle doesn't drag you along to the crossroads of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70+ days more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3023709244344747393?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3023709244344747393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3023709244344747393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3023709244344747393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3023709244344747393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-days.html' title='old days'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7123431048835327126</id><published>2009-08-14T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:13:49.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swan</title><content type='html'>yes, you're right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm the ugly duckling who aspires to be the swan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7123431048835327126?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7123431048835327126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7123431048835327126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7123431048835327126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7123431048835327126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/08/swan.html' title='swan'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4453275864250948857</id><published>2009-08-07T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T05:51:34.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so you can cry by ne-yo</title><content type='html'>for jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;He's with someone else and you know her.&lt;br /&gt;And you just can't get any lower.&lt;br /&gt;But sit in the dark alone&lt;br /&gt;and won't answer your phone.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I won't attend your pity party.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather go have calamari&lt;br /&gt;and maybe a drink&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I think&lt;br /&gt;you should come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't long.&lt;br /&gt;There will be pain but life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;With everyday a brand new song.&lt;br /&gt;But if you'd rather stay at home&lt;br /&gt;let me do you a favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the sun to shine away from you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the clouds to bring the rain for you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...if that's what you want alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I'm a lover.&lt;br /&gt;And the pain of the heart from another&lt;br /&gt;can be difficult to recover.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this I know,&lt;br /&gt;but difficult isn't impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you shiver.&lt;br /&gt;Be what you want.&lt;br /&gt;You cry, lips quiver.&lt;br /&gt;Well, honey, go on and cry me a river.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be down.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, let me help you out.&lt;br /&gt;(Help out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the sun to shine away from you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the clouds to bring the rain for you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, if that's what you want, alright.&lt;br /&gt;Then, if that's what you want, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And your tears won't bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;I know you wish they did.&lt;br /&gt;But, it just don't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;I know that healing takes time.&lt;br /&gt;Even your heart has a pace.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but how much time are you gonna take?&lt;br /&gt;Too much would be a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the sun to shine away from you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the clouds to bring the rain for you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;(If that's what you want, alright.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask the sun to shine away from you today so you can cry.&lt;br /&gt;If that's what you want, alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4453275864250948857?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4453275864250948857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3360242879530462872</id><published>2009-08-02T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:55:25.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>society</title><content type='html'>i just dug up a pri. 1 maths test paper&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad has 6 apples. He gives 5 apples to Mary, and another one to Brian. How many apples does Ahmad have left?&lt;br /&gt;a) 1&lt;br /&gt;b) 2&lt;br /&gt;c)11&lt;br /&gt;d) 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer: none of the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;cos no freaking person would give away their apples to another person&lt;br /&gt;cos society ain't like that&lt;br /&gt;no one shares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to feel the wrath of reality&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the adult world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3360242879530462872?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3360242879530462872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3360242879530462872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3360242879530462872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3360242879530462872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/08/society.html' title='society'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2033877150907082233</id><published>2009-08-01T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:23:13.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>neighbours</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studystudystudy&lt;br /&gt;i hate drowning myself in books&lt;br /&gt;i really don't see the practicality in reading about neurones&lt;br /&gt;as if that'll help me in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were to repeat sec 3 again&lt;br /&gt;i would choose all the subjects i like&lt;br /&gt;i would fill up the vacancy for history elective&lt;br /&gt;i would not reject d n t as a extra subject&lt;br /&gt;i would take french as a 3rd language&lt;br /&gt;i would go take lit&lt;br /&gt;i would not take bio&lt;br /&gt;i would see pauline and all the amazing people everyday&lt;br /&gt;i could've started my 1st relationship earlier&lt;br /&gt;i could've prevented ending my last&lt;br /&gt;i could've done well&lt;br /&gt;i could've been in the pictures displayed in facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't be in a society where it came to be renowned for being at the end from the large disparity of awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldn't have known awesome friends&lt;br /&gt;like a silver lining from the stormiest clouds&lt;br /&gt;like the stars of the red carpet in the sea of photographers&lt;br /&gt;like the rock band from the nerd band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i know.&lt;br /&gt;4C's way cooler than 4B.&lt;br /&gt;4B's just a community, bonded in his constellation of the dim and the bright&lt;br /&gt;lame, as many would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how two classes, neighbours, side-by-side&lt;br /&gt;can be so different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, no regrets&lt;br /&gt;for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2033877150907082233?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2033877150907082233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7033456288938520580</id><published>2009-07-20T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:46:36.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok wong chun hong.&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're fucking mad right now.&lt;br /&gt;ok here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was all impulsive rage.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, who wouldn't be angry if you say your name censored and being picked on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry to those who have been implicated&lt;br /&gt;xinli and joelynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its natural for people to feel angry&lt;br /&gt;so please, it was never your fault, and it never will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i bet you're feeling like i'm doing something pointless right now.&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're crying&lt;br /&gt;i bet your cursor is reaching towards the tagboard for a cascade of words to flood my tagboard&lt;br /&gt;by all means, do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i did something foolish.&lt;br /&gt;gosh i can't believe i said those words&lt;br /&gt;it was un-gentlemanly of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was cyber-bullying, and i should've known more, given the perpetual journal writings on that topic for 4 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, yes it is dumb to insult and say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;but yes.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmph, i guess you're the closest person who have sticked with me for 4 years&lt;br /&gt;and even though i have hated you, not so much anymore&lt;br /&gt;yes, wch, i agree. you hacve changed for the better. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;i guess its just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just the tortoise from his shell.&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic i am.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4037268878794085973</id><published>2009-07-11T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:31:33.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate that i love you</title><content type='html'>As much as I love you&lt;br /&gt;As much as I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand you&lt;br /&gt;Must everything you do make me wanna smile&lt;br /&gt;Can I not like you for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't let me&lt;br /&gt;You upset me girl&lt;br /&gt;And then you kiss my lips&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I forget that I was upset&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what you did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly what to do&lt;br /&gt;So that I can't stay mad at you&lt;br /&gt;For too long that's wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it&lt;br /&gt;You know exactly how to touch&lt;br /&gt;So that I don't want to fuss.. and fight no more&lt;br /&gt;Said I despise that I adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You completely know the power that you have&lt;br /&gt;The only one makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;How you take advantage of the fact&lt;br /&gt;That I... love you beyond the reason why&lt;br /&gt;And it just ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand how much I need you &lt;br /&gt;And I hate how much I love you girl&lt;br /&gt;But I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;But I hate that I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days maybe your magic won't affect me&lt;br /&gt;And your kiss won't make me weak&lt;br /&gt;But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;br /&gt;So you'll probably always have a spell on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate that I love you so.. so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4037268878794085973?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4037268878794085973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=4037268878794085973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4037268878794085973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4037268878794085973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/07/hate-that-i-love-you.html' title='hate that i love you'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7438331119797185755</id><published>2009-07-11T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:47:33.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fred</title><content type='html'>fredfredfred,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it stinks when you're feeling low&lt;br /&gt;and it stinks when i'm especially dumb when talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, imperfections can be perfect too. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7438331119797185755?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7438331119797185755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7438331119797185755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7438331119797185755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7438331119797185755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/07/fred.html' title='fred'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6838951299464237958</id><published>2009-07-06T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:05:38.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why is he working?!</title><content type='html'>the most racist calender ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_IJepFIX74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_IJepFIX74&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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working?!'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2437351805292222051</id><published>2009-07-06T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T04:06:16.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible</title><content type='html'>warning: explicit content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it horrible to know that i could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh at the poor&lt;br /&gt;push down the old&lt;br /&gt;steal the basker's hard-earned coins&lt;br /&gt;pretend to be a nun to get some donations&lt;br /&gt;stop in the middle of the traffic when its the red man&lt;br /&gt;eat the whole sample of food istead of a morsel&lt;br /&gt;sit with the only person on the bus when there are seat vacant&lt;br /&gt;dress like the groom on my friend's wedding day&lt;br /&gt;run naked in a conference hall&lt;br /&gt;point my middle finger at people on a bus behind the one i'm riding&lt;br /&gt;pat the heads of the small and handicapped&lt;br /&gt;wank at old ladies&lt;br /&gt;beat the ugly up for no apparent reason&lt;br /&gt;turn off the TV when everyone's watching the climax of a soap opera&lt;br /&gt;scream and shout when people are crying in the cinema&lt;br /&gt;evangelise people in North Korea&lt;br /&gt;taze anybody who has done a good deed&lt;br /&gt;tell my instrument players to go into fits once the conductor raises his baton during a concert&lt;br /&gt;sing church songs in a mosque&lt;br /&gt;throw poker cards all over Jakarta&lt;br /&gt;litter&lt;br /&gt;wear a blonde wig if i top the school for 'o'-levels&lt;br /&gt;flash at lift cameras&lt;br /&gt;eat onions before a date&lt;br /&gt;scratch the blackboard with my long fingernails&lt;br /&gt;make a cartoon of red and blue flashing lights and children to suffer epilepsy&lt;br /&gt;play o-biang songs really loud&lt;br /&gt;act as the ghost on hungry ghost festival&lt;br /&gt;give green packets during chinese new year&lt;br /&gt;buy 10 packs of tic-tac for my friend and watch him get addicted&lt;br /&gt;cheer for the construction workers in my school&lt;br /&gt;imply anti-communist ideals to my china-chinese oral examiner&lt;br /&gt;tilt the logo of Red Swastika School 45 degrees right&lt;br /&gt;stare at the taxi driver with bloodshot eyes&lt;br /&gt;bring a black cat to the vet on Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;show my phD as my resume when applying as a crew in Mcdonald's&lt;br /&gt;set my F4 ringtone on the Tokyo Metro&lt;br /&gt;snatch the role of the MP trying to do deeds in front of the television screen&lt;br /&gt;sit on the reserved seat and take out the wok hidden under my shirt&lt;br /&gt;cough continuously in the lift and say "i think i've got it"&lt;br /&gt;name my son Fucki and give him a Chinese name similar to mine&lt;br /&gt;prank call the suicide hotline&lt;br /&gt;revise chapter 19&lt;br /&gt;of bio in a church&lt;br /&gt;put aluminium cans in a recycling bin for paper&lt;br /&gt;order nasi babi&lt;br /&gt;use my whipper mini on examination days&lt;br /&gt;adopt an African-American baby and give him a native traditional name; OJ&lt;br /&gt;give the CEO of Creative an ipod for his birthday&lt;br /&gt;put moth-balls in my friend's toilet bowls&lt;br /&gt;put chilli and pepper in a cake that i bake and expect him to appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;bring my caucasian pal to Geylang to have durian for supper&lt;br /&gt;throw a feast of crabs and then pears for desert&lt;br /&gt;throw a coin in an alley of beggars and watch them fight to the death&lt;br /&gt;throw a coin at him/her whenever him/her starts singing&lt;br /&gt;shave my head and tell everyone i'm britney spears&lt;br /&gt;play crap on the piano and name it as a contemporary piece&lt;br /&gt;wear a 'i hate crocs' t-shirt in a crocs store... and ask for assistance&lt;br /&gt;give my father's number whenever someone asks me for my number&lt;br /&gt;paint the moon red and tell everyone that the revelation has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: contents are entirely fictious and the author is sane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2437351805292222051?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2437351805292222051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2437351805292222051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2437351805292222051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2437351805292222051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/07/horrible.html' title='horrible'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1435634516484686049</id><published>2009-06-28T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:17:33.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>roy</title><content type='html'>it was THE moment.&lt;br /&gt;it was either me or my mom.&lt;br /&gt;or neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also dr roy ng's usual routine&lt;br /&gt;the paediatrician walk through the doors of the ward&lt;br /&gt;doning sterilised rubber apparels over his hands, his picked up a knife and started with the incision&lt;br /&gt;he was caesar to the caesarian child upon his birth&lt;br /&gt;anesthesia pacified the mother of 1, soon 2, as she prayed for the safe delivery of the child&lt;br /&gt;the knife sank deep into the flesh&lt;br /&gt;and sliced&lt;br /&gt;soon the incision became sevaral centimetres long&lt;br /&gt;a large opening big enough for the child to be brought to the realms of this world&lt;br /&gt;dr roy ng reached deep into the womb&lt;br /&gt;and held the baby, chained by his umbilical cord&lt;br /&gt;the miracle boy.&lt;br /&gt;the boy that survived a near miscarriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy was christianed roy ng yu quan&lt;br /&gt;in glorification of the doctor that could&lt;br /&gt;the mother was jubilant like no other&lt;br /&gt;it was a day to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the daughter objected strongly of his dear brother called roy&lt;br /&gt;a morbid bully named roy, in her class as she would say&lt;br /&gt;so roy was removed&lt;br /&gt;and yu quan was his only name&lt;br /&gt;the mother knew that one day he would find an english name of his own&lt;br /&gt;a name he likes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the boy grew up&lt;br /&gt;the experimented names like george, ronald, zephyr, john&lt;br /&gt;but neither of them suited him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until today&lt;br /&gt;roy has resurfaced again&lt;br /&gt;although many would say its weird, but hey, its my name.&lt;br /&gt;its the least i could do for dr roy ng&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1435634516484686049?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1435634516484686049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1435634516484686049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1435634516484686049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1435634516484686049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/06/roy.html' title='roy'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2912953312182503510</id><published>2009-06-07T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:44:07.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANT PSP GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344611486233255826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/Sivf1Gtn35I/AAAAAAAAASo/iJ7N0PCQ7Lo/s320/press-sony-psp-go-1.jpg" /&gt;haha, screw all those losers who bought 1st and 2nd gen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm getting the cooler one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2912953312182503510?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2912953312182503510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2912953312182503510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2912953312182503510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2912953312182503510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/06/psp.html' title='psp!'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/Sivf1Gtn35I/AAAAAAAAASo/iJ7N0PCQ7Lo/s72-c/press-sony-psp-go-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4544955041524340437</id><published>2009-06-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T07:58:53.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese 'o' levels</title><content type='html'>C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grades. bea-u-ti-ful.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i'm A FAILED NERD.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, chinese o levels over, wonder how i'll fare.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;wenshee says she wrote about me in a compo.&lt;br /&gt;SHE GOT A for that.&lt;br /&gt;gay shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adam says change my strategy.&lt;br /&gt;oh righty then&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i wonder where sells ten-year series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the movie 2012.&lt;br /&gt;something about end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;and i watch ALL end-of-the-world movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darren kui wants me to be cliche and put some lame small italiced last phrases to indicate one's feelings with a little secrecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4544955041524340437?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5591362891549830788</id><published>2009-04-24T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:09:01.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do not like</title><content type='html'>what has been lost is already lost&lt;br /&gt;regret won't bring it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially do not like her anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5591362891549830788?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5591362891549830788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5591362891549830788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5591362891549830788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5591362891549830788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-like.html' title='do not like'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2500872208862754022</id><published>2009-04-22T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:17:58.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>banana</title><content type='html'>another metaphor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caged monkey of a zoo is enclosed from the tempting banana in the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, the banana's eaten by the other breed of monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the other breed gulped his way down the fruit, the caged monkey became impatient, so much to the point of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the caged monkey deserved it, after all, it was dumb of him to not be as beautifully-bred as the one eating the banana, if not, he could've gotten an open-space habitat with an assortment of fruits to be eaten .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the caged monkey would feel jealous, duh, its his nature. who wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the affinity was so close yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other bred chomped down to the last bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he swallowed the sweetest morsels of the fruit down his throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he left the skin behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the caged monkey was set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he slipped and fell upon the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon the wrath of his own desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2500872208862754022?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2500872208862754022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2500872208862754022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2500872208862754022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2500872208862754022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/04/banana.html' title='banana'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6158986734193803485</id><published>2009-03-25T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:59:48.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heyheyyouyou</title><content type='html'>Arghhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6158986734193803485?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6158986734193803485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=6158986734193803485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6158986734193803485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6158986734193803485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/03/heyheyyouyou.html' title='heyheyyouyou'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1025295359591628598</id><published>2009-03-25T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T07:57:18.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>urk!</title><content type='html'>4 things that urk me today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH TAYLOR SWIFT?!&lt;br /&gt;what's with everyone liking the corny lyrics: "you're the reason for the teardrops on my guitar"? get a life, man, get a life.&lt;br /&gt;guys who listen to it are all gay.&lt;br /&gt;and girls who listen to it are so typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHY DO U ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wish u will get pregnant from him and i will follow paul's second theory: that is to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;no, not u, deanne low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY DAD&lt;br /&gt;haha, nothing's wrong actually.&lt;br /&gt;i just had to say something.&lt;br /&gt;cos he turned the house communist.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;(i hope dad doesn't highlight this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) WHY ARE GIRLS SO SEXIST?&lt;br /&gt;well, girls are quieter, calmer, more disciplined, more hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean boys are the complete opposite.&lt;br /&gt;NOT ALL BOYS ARE ROWDY.&lt;br /&gt;so DON'T, i repeat, DON'T EVER EVER EVER STEREOTYPE A BOY&lt;br /&gt;or i'll start MAN'S RIGHTS DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i started the controversies on tagboard. i think. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1025295359591628598?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1025295359591628598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1025295359591628598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1025295359591628598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1025295359591628598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/03/urk.html' title='urk!'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-323372179818352748</id><published>2009-02-28T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:31:24.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage</title><content type='html'>although these few weeks, i've been really focused on studying&lt;br /&gt;i neglected love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is something i learnt today&lt;br /&gt;that only when someone moves out or leaves then u can truly cherish and understand the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have been a great brother to my sister&lt;br /&gt;cos she's the best to me&lt;br /&gt;i love my sister a lot&lt;br /&gt;and i'm kinda sad that she's only booked on weekends to see me&lt;br /&gt;i hope she sees this&lt;br /&gt;the wedding's great&lt;br /&gt;just too bad u guys didn't sing! :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope jordan can take my place well, if not, better than i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that we've done for 16 years:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mariahcareybonjoviipodnanyangpolytechnicxmasiahokkaidoicecreamchinesenewyearbeijing&lt;br /&gt;indianaccentwoeyjajamessybedroombiasnessnahcarolcakepimplesblackheadsmonkeycardformother&lt;br /&gt;birthdayhosecleaningtoiletnewphonestikfasmambobagmambowalletjeremiahselvynightjokesallah&lt;br /&gt;mtvamericanidolsingaporeidolprojectrunwayolympicsgreecechinamcdonaldsburgerkingsyatiqdiary&lt;br /&gt;milkwinedutyfreeaustraliamuskingtakehairbandonmyhairpizzahutgoofyfacebursarydrawingpastels&lt;br /&gt;hdbflatawkwardnessneighboursdoordesignhugsyogacheerynightspornonpspscoldingssmokingslapping&lt;br /&gt;swimmingwatergunflabslovehandlessmilinggirlfrienddigimontamagotchifirstphonedressingup&lt;br /&gt;ghoststoriesjokesdreamsambitionkwaychaplaughterfishandcosearchfinalfantasylamejokestrumpet&lt;br /&gt;bassoonamathsatnighttoothbrushbrushingchurchholytrinityhellcryingcityharvestcatholichansmarion&lt;br /&gt;hoteatingscallopsdirectlyfromthefridgenewspaperwainguplateeatinglunchtogetherlinedancingp1-5papstudentcareywcakissagirlkissagayguycheesecheesesticksinstantnoodlescqydinstantpastapizza&lt;br /&gt;pastasnakesn96fivestonespencilboatthailandairplanemadtvouranhighschoolmumanddadtiramisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if more than 1/2 of what was written above was done with you, jordan, then i don't see why i can't accept you as a brother&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, just maybe, marion too. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt;there's hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fighting for your love. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-323372179818352748?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/323372179818352748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=323372179818352748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/323372179818352748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/323372179818352748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/marriage.html' title='marriage'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5685962292472027443</id><published>2009-02-26T03:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:34:43.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love disgusts</title><content type='html'>love disgusts me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5685962292472027443?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5685962292472027443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5685962292472027443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5685962292472027443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5685962292472027443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-disgusts.html' title='love disgusts'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4250982237025684438</id><published>2009-02-26T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:32:30.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding</title><content type='html'>the wedding's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ties of love to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i prognosticate a broken one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;a funeral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4250982237025684438?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4250982237025684438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=4250982237025684438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4250982237025684438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4250982237025684438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding.html' title='wedding'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3243062324306919223</id><published>2009-02-21T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T08:10:15.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slumdog millionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HIGHLY RECOMMENDED: SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to the best movie i have ever watched in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my step away from getting a jason mraz concert ticket, failed.&lt;br /&gt;there's a booth outside tm that has a competition&lt;br /&gt;who can sing the best wins a jason mraz ticket&lt;br /&gt;i can sing, but i cannot play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;if only i could. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3243062324306919223?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3243062324306919223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3243062324306919223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3243062324306919223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3243062324306919223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='slumdog millionaire'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1012591331673265635</id><published>2009-02-20T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T06:16:17.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>esplanade</title><content type='html'>paul got reprimanded by mr toh today, in front of the whole choir&lt;br /&gt;he said that mr toh told him that we band members must greet our teachers when we enter the music room&lt;br /&gt;and we agreed, even if mr toh himself doesn't even teach the choir members how to greet the band teacher&lt;br /&gt;we don't need to reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;this means war.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, i like choir.&lt;br /&gt;but your teacher's damn crap.&lt;br /&gt;and his sticks his nose high up like the zenith of mount everest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul, khairi, darren, xuan hong and i went from school to tm by foot&lt;br /&gt;and we saw a trolley along the way&lt;br /&gt;so we pushed it from the place where we picked it up; near the polyclinic, to shop-and-save&lt;br /&gt;so after all the typical singaporean stares, and a high probability of being caught on stomp, we returned the trolley to its rightful store&lt;br /&gt;only to get a soft and simple "thank you."&lt;br /&gt;hey, at least try to know what school we're from, eh?&lt;br /&gt;lol, so mean of me, extorting credit for a deed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to ljs for meal&lt;br /&gt;before going to the playground nearby&lt;br /&gt;all of us spun to utmost dizziness&lt;br /&gt;and i swore khairi was nauseous&lt;br /&gt;and darren's demeanour was of its true racial colour: yellow&lt;br /&gt;only to catch a glimpse of paikias roaming into the playground like a pack of alpha wolves, and an boisterous child taking the initiative of calling us to join the fun. we backed out and somehow evacuated safely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, we went to a barber below paul's flat cos i needed a haircut for my disheveled hair&lt;br /&gt;so there came this malay guy who apparently has a knack for oldies, judging from the old and archaic records of his paraphernalia&lt;br /&gt;he played a tune as he vigorously swept the ends with the blades of his scissors&lt;br /&gt;khairi was on the verge of puking, only to be swiftly relieved by the panadol the barber provided&lt;br /&gt;the water for his pills were infested with crickets and immaculate strands of hair, as claimed by khairi&lt;br /&gt;despite the barber's kind and compassionate effort to makes us feel abode, he trimmed my hair, only to be shaped to represent the esplanade&lt;br /&gt;oh boy&lt;br /&gt;there goes $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i have fragments of hairstrands all over my body&lt;br /&gt;time to shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry this sounded like a composition. i want to make the best out of my time. so this is self-assigned homework, as you may say.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1012591331673265635?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1012591331673265635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1012591331673265635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1012591331673265635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1012591331673265635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/paul-got-reprimanded-by-mr-toh-today-in.html' title='esplanade'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5929098587591056505</id><published>2009-02-14T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:14:48.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crying valentino</title><content type='html'>this song depicts exactly how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Heart of the Matter by Don Henley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got the call today, I didn't wanna hear&lt;br /&gt;But I knew that it would come&lt;br /&gt;An old true friend of ours was talkin' on the phone&lt;br /&gt;She said you found someone&lt;br /&gt;And I thought of all the bad luck,&lt;br /&gt;And the struggles we went through&lt;br /&gt;And how I lost me and you lost you&lt;br /&gt;What are these voices outside love's open door&lt;br /&gt;Make us throw off our contentment&lt;br /&gt;And beg for something more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm learning to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you sometimes&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought I knew, I'm learning again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These times are so uncertain&lt;br /&gt;There's a yearning undefined&lt;br /&gt;...People filled with rage&lt;br /&gt;We all need a little tenderness&lt;br /&gt;How can love survive in such a graceless age&lt;br /&gt;The trust and self-assurance that can lead to happiness&lt;br /&gt;They're the very things we kill, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Pride and competition cannot fill these empty arms&lt;br /&gt;And the work I put between us,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't keep me warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to live without you now&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you, Baby&lt;br /&gt;The more I know, the less I understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought I figured out, I have to learn again&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But everything changes&lt;br /&gt;And my friends seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people in your life who've come and gone&lt;br /&gt;They let you down and hurt your pride&lt;br /&gt;Better put it all behind you; life goes on&lt;br /&gt;You keep carrin' that anger, it'll eat you inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;But my will gets weak&lt;br /&gt;And my thoughts seem to scatter&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' to get down to the Heart of the Matter&lt;br /&gt;Because the flesh will get weak&lt;br /&gt;And the ashes will scatter&lt;br /&gt;So I'm thinkin' about forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Even if, even if you don't love me anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm learning to move on&lt;br /&gt;for the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'comparing his blog to mine is like a two-sided sword.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5929098587591056505?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5929098587591056505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5929098587591056505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5929098587591056505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5929098587591056505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/crying-valentino.html' title='the crying valentino'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5821550534618960814</id><published>2009-02-14T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:58:54.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi</title><content type='html'>i found this pretty informative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ruh0TJJopn8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ruh0TJJopn8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5821550534618960814?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5821550534618960814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5821550534618960814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5821550534618960814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5821550534618960814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/sushi.html' title='sushi'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5352670803737772057</id><published>2009-02-13T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:05:07.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>i am feeling very sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5352670803737772057?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5352670803737772057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5352670803737772057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5352670803737772057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5352670803737772057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8514740508692952162</id><published>2009-02-06T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:20:00.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho sua</title><content type='html'>presenting&lt;br /&gt;rihanna's umbrella in hokkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGqciSysmsg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gGqciSysmsg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8514740508692952162?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8514740508692952162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8514740508692952162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8514740508692952162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8514740508692952162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/ho-sua.html' title='ho sua'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-563715077416226390</id><published>2009-02-01T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:07:53.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my junior</title><content type='html'>i'll always remember: 36.9 degrees celcius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-563715077416226390?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/563715077416226390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=563715077416226390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/563715077416226390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/563715077416226390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-junior.html' title='my junior'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1460903602738882397</id><published>2009-02-01T04:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:21:15.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wedding game</title><content type='html'>the wedding game is horny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to thank the following people:&lt;br /&gt;mum&lt;br /&gt;dad&lt;br /&gt;sis&lt;br /&gt;jordan&lt;br /&gt;noel&lt;br /&gt;wenshee&lt;br /&gt;meiyen&lt;br /&gt;jiahui&lt;br /&gt;bk&lt;br /&gt;joelynn&lt;br /&gt;raymond&lt;br /&gt;jerry&lt;br /&gt;georgina&lt;br /&gt;matthew&lt;br /&gt;qistina&lt;br /&gt;jasmine c&lt;br /&gt;hoiki&lt;br /&gt;kodi&lt;br /&gt;alex&lt;br /&gt;joanne the twin&lt;br /&gt;fish and co. crew&lt;br /&gt;and other respective people i forgot to mention! SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being such great friends&lt;br /&gt;you guys don't need to give me the presents&lt;br /&gt;cos' u guys are my greatest presents i'll ever have&lt;br /&gt;by typing the 13 letters on your text message&lt;br /&gt;shows how much u care&lt;br /&gt;so thank you! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1460903602738882397?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1460903602738882397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1460903602738882397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1460903602738882397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1460903602738882397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-game.html' title='the wedding game'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2399967525980127926</id><published>2009-01-31T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:05:15.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dr laugh</title><content type='html'>its such a pity cowards like dr laugh make use of their anonymity to criticise.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks, if its constructive, i hope. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me personally yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought kindness begets kindness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2399967525980127926?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2399967525980127926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2399967525980127926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2399967525980127926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2399967525980127926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/dr-laugh.html' title='dr laugh'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2897187139909410605</id><published>2009-01-31T06:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:46:00.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet 16</title><content type='html'>today is...&lt;br /&gt;JOANNE'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to band reluctantly&lt;br /&gt;and left with high spirits&lt;br /&gt;until &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; splashed water all over my body&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY SPLASH&lt;br /&gt;so ming xuan, xuan hong and i hid in the boy's changing room&lt;br /&gt;like some counterstrike game&lt;br /&gt;and attacked when there's chance&lt;br /&gt;initially i intruded the girl's toilet to splash jiaying&lt;br /&gt;but she BASHED me up for doing so&lt;br /&gt;and i got 3 wounds&lt;br /&gt;BUTS IT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, jiaying&lt;br /&gt;then i went to splash meiyen a couple of times&lt;br /&gt;before running home drenched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and i went to fish and co. to suntec for dinner&lt;br /&gt;and then came the seafood platter&lt;br /&gt;WOOO&lt;br /&gt;and then came the birthday song&lt;br /&gt;where they call u to sit in front of everyone&lt;br /&gt;and they will annouce: HEY EVERYBODY, IT'S JORDAN'S AND YUQUAN'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U!&lt;br /&gt;laokui sehh.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but nevertheless, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MY FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;AND HAPPY 150th POST! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention it's my birthday today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2897187139909410605?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2897187139909410605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2897187139909410605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2897187139909410605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2897187139909410605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet-16.html' title='sweet 16'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3578141026166082676</id><published>2009-01-27T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:21:28.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bai nian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2a6d1b8fc0849c9b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a6d1b8fc0849c9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330421180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5736AACCFA42197F4E0EB97B049AA3EDD69343D5.1EA171661A75C7775E7577CB94C41C1A4F3BA5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a6d1b8fc0849c9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di94gCdGG_9AXhF6NOMzaV8VhIFk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2a6d1b8fc0849c9b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330421180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5736AACCFA42197F4E0EB97B049AA3EDD69343D5.1EA171661A75C7775E7577CB94C41C1A4F3BA5A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2a6d1b8fc0849c9b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Di94gCdGG_9AXhF6NOMzaV8VhIFk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to jerry's house to bai nian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just learnt that cantonese must give 2 ang pow, one from the wife, one from the husband&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watched the secret&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then went to ikea to eat SWEDISH MEATBALLS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;eat until pregnant lehh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(but before that, we laoed the lo hei, which costed freaking $8! 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3520786127764642259?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3520786127764642259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3520786127764642259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3520786127764642259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3520786127764642259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-boy.html' title='it&apos;s a 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favourite&lt;br /&gt;brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its official&lt;br /&gt;i owe myself a jason mraz concert&lt;br /&gt;if it comes...&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6630987956115084247?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6630987956115084247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=6630987956115084247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6630987956115084247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6630987956115084247'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qKZQXnmbCxk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timeless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6478945946585851074?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6478945946585851074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=6478945946585851074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6478945946585851074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6478945946585851074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/live-high-in-france.html' title='live high in france'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1995112373213617184</id><published>2009-01-23T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:50:49.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 people</title><content type='html'>so far yet so near&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm just a hue in the rainbow of your life&lt;br /&gt;i guess you don't understand me at all&lt;br /&gt;i guess you're just deluded in my facade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far yet so near&lt;br /&gt;you, my friend, are perfect&lt;br /&gt;you ace everything&lt;br /&gt;you'll be my silent idol&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad we broke that barrier&lt;br /&gt;probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far yet so near&lt;br /&gt;its no use trying&lt;br /&gt;its no use crying&lt;br /&gt;i've just seen the truth&lt;br /&gt;my jovaility left me as i left you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1995112373213617184?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1995112373213617184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7707769094342996987</id><published>2009-01-19T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T06:52:25.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart</title><content type='html'>to me, religion is like marriage&lt;br /&gt;if you want to know more about the religion, you go find more about it &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to accept the religion, go for it without prompts &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if you really want the religion to be in your life, devote your time to it&lt;br /&gt;if you don't feel of any link, get out of it&lt;br /&gt;its not a one-day thing, but years to build its passion and faith&lt;br /&gt;you don't kiss a girl on the first day of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;neither do you go for the girl just cos your friend recommend you to do so&lt;br /&gt;it is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;INDIVIDUAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, it was a mistake&lt;br /&gt;i should've been more diserning and understand more about it before committing to anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is rejection really an inflicted pain?&lt;br /&gt;is singing, drama, clapping, candles all that to show devotion?&lt;br /&gt;if a person don't practice what they preach, would doing all these show that he is a better man?&lt;br /&gt;is christianity really the salvation of life?&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling good, i have my goals, i know how i want my life to be, i feel loved, i repay my parents who brought me to this world, isn't that the most important?&lt;br /&gt;and i have it all not shown in my mouth, hands, tongues or legs.&lt;br /&gt;its all in the heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7707769094342996987?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7707769094342996987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7707769094342996987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7707769094342996987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7707769094342996987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/heart.html' title='heart'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6279077985321664365</id><published>2009-01-18T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:24:45.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you</title><content type='html'>nah; you're too weird for me to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6279077985321664365?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6279077985321664365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4747162428819071387</id><published>2009-01-18T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:56:15.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>band porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;STAND-ON-STAND ACTION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLzrZrsLkI/AAAAAAAAASA/KNJGkD-Sr9w/s1600-h/Snapshot-0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292560439067815490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLzrZrsLkI/AAAAAAAAASA/KNJGkD-Sr9w/s320/Snapshot-0165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4747162428819071387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=4747162428819071387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4747162428819071387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4747162428819071387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/band-porn.html' title='band porn'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLzrZrsLkI/AAAAAAAAASA/KNJGkD-Sr9w/s72-c/Snapshot-0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7673098532063178083</id><published>2009-01-17T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:05:49.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RANDOM PIC TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAH BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292549962030585778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqJjrXF7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/AFMqfC7IOE4/s320/Snapshot-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sister, the zulu warrior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292549964154948802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqJrl2TMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ZH4qd_qj-cw/s320/Snapshot-0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boys getting active&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292549966039066898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqJynDqRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/cJGb-lonD9M/s320/Snapshot-0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its hot n' cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292549970738387218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqKEHdmRI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0E2vi4nRPgY/s320/Snapshot-0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqKHX1D2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/r4FUDJKCxJw/s1600-h/Snapshot-0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292549971612340066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqKHX1D2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/r4FUDJKCxJw/s320/Snapshot-0139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pancake smiles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292553044457776082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLs8-nRY9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/JqonVz64--I/s320/Snapshot-0154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the sandwich giggles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292553044803959186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLs8_5zuZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/GUsEqieBFRc/s320/Snapshot-0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the porridge wants a blowjob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7673098532063178083?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7673098532063178083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7673098532063178083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7673098532063178083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7673098532063178083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SXLqJjrXF7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/AFMqfC7IOE4/s72-c/Snapshot-0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4775459667926200534</id><published>2009-01-10T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:52:23.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best day of my life</title><content type='html'>today is the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;it really is.&lt;br /&gt;today i learn to live without regrets.&lt;br /&gt;i have never cried so hard in my entire life before&lt;br /&gt;so much that, with the absence of tissue paper, i had to wipe a galloon of teary mucus under the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learned so much today&lt;br /&gt;i really feel i'm more sensible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really possible to make a person wise in just 3 days&lt;br /&gt;it really is&lt;br /&gt;i am a walking proof of it&lt;br /&gt;and i'm proud of myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;i am me.&lt;br /&gt;and this person called me will be sucessful in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my parents extremely much like the whole universe.&lt;br /&gt;and i regret putting my ex's name ranked in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;what a fool i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to elaborate further cos it might spoil the fun and the great experience for the other classes&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going to say this: bring tissue paper, its very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;junjie has greater honour than the 2 doofuses i call friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4775459667926200534?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7822030472515541775</id><published>2009-01-04T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T06:32:50.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bandits</title><content type='html'>SHITTTZ&lt;br /&gt;my hair's screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, prepare the paparazzi on the short hairdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, utthair.&lt;br /&gt;hello; moyjunjiehelmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not as bad as it seems, but its ______.&lt;br /&gt;so explains the $3.80 budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and never trust an auntie to cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;gay guys are fine, young ladies are fine, but no OLD PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you know why i didn't put the word "bandit" on the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;not the same anymore&lt;br /&gt;how can u get a gold if your attitude is like a cop band member?&lt;br /&gt;how can u get a gold if there isn't anybody to motivate?&lt;br /&gt;how can u get a gold if there's no passion to lead, to play, to take charge?&lt;br /&gt;its just blank.&lt;br /&gt;and emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;reflected in our music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's the cca with lunchtime concerts, audience on every floor, cheering their lungs out?&lt;br /&gt;where's the cca with the band major and drum major, standing in front of the whole band to give a earful, loud but moving?&lt;br /&gt;where's the cca with members, practicing like there's no tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what has become of us?&lt;br /&gt;fucking retarded boring gay band geeks?&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, GEEKS?!&lt;br /&gt;fuck band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its not easy.&lt;br /&gt;but what is band for?&lt;br /&gt;a challenge, of course!&lt;br /&gt;so no one wants to take up the challange?&lt;br /&gt;all pussies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today, i tell the truth because i had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today, i tell the truth because i don't want to regret joining a deteriorating cca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the worst part, &lt;strong&gt;i'm guilty of it too&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7822030472515541775?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7822030472515541775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6998903483392631953</id><published>2008-12-31T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:48:31.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at the date</title><content type='html'>THE DATE SAYS EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;THE RACE SAYS EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;THE FUN SAYS EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;THE PROFILE SAYS EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;THE HYPERNESS SAYS EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA START PRACTICING WRITING 2009 SO THAT I WON'T MAKE ERRORS ON DATES OF WORKSHEETS, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT, HOMIES! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6998903483392631953?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align:left;font-size:x-small;margin-top:0;width:480px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/6049/taste-test-from-skeletonheads" title="by SkeletonHeads"&gt;Taste Test&lt;/a&gt; - watch more &lt;a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/" title="on Funny or Die"&gt;funny videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2096966261705844189?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2096966261705844189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2096966261705844189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;just a shout-out to all mates turning sec 4B next year,&lt;br /&gt;u guys would regret big-time if u miss this experience of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, noel, jerry and shangzhi spent googols of hours preparing for the race meticulously, so make sure u give us your honest feedback, and don't be a stuck-up yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're doing so much, all we want is your presence.&lt;br /&gt;so be there or be square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(be warned: some tasks may be pretty challenging, but nevertheless F-U-N)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1253300805422858094?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1253300805422858094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3934558622845473985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3934558622845473985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/church.html' title='church'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7272384755660399394</id><published>2008-12-23T03:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:11:01.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoiled phone</title><content type='html'>I DROPPPED MY PHONE INTO WANTON GRAVY TODAY&lt;br /&gt;and its spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok not really, for 5 hours only.&lt;br /&gt;but now i can't save sent messages anymore. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7272384755660399394?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7272384755660399394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7272384755660399394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7272384755660399394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7272384755660399394'/><link 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torturous&lt;br /&gt;the skates smelled like a rubbish chute&lt;br /&gt;even worse, the giam-giam sour smell&lt;br /&gt;i doubt they have ever sterilised the damn skates&lt;br /&gt;how many freaking people perspired in those skates alr&lt;br /&gt;haha, i pity the people who work at the rental counter ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning how to skate was a breeze&lt;br /&gt;i got the hang of it in no time &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(disclaimer: hao-lian-ness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, its true that once u master roller-blading, skating would just be a piece of cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to skate faster, and faster, and faster&lt;br /&gt;and i fell.&lt;br /&gt;and the ice was wet.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. i was drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so fun maing fun of the noobs holding on to the walls like there's no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;especially when i zoom past them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meiyen said you could tell a person's skating skills by looking at his/her ass&lt;br /&gt;if its wet, or if its dry.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, everyone's butt was wet.&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT FOR PAUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its always this pattern:&lt;br /&gt;pros in the middle&lt;br /&gt;intermidiates circling around the perimeter&lt;br /&gt;learners at the very edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, ok i think i offended enough people le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, to tend to my blisters, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;i've got 1, 2, 3, 4 blisters.&lt;br /&gt;so big i can keep goldfish inside le. ok lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2075591382449129893?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2075591382449129893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3882453919367829630</id><published>2008-12-23T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:04:27.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow-globe effect</title><content type='html'>have u ever had the feeling like...&lt;br /&gt;u were angry, but u found out it was just all a misunderstanding, and u felt like u should be happy like nobody's business all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall call this word: a snow-globe effect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3882453919367829630?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3882453919367829630/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8933194620843360928</id><published>2008-12-21T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T06:49:16.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>london choco roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tie3RXTioEk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tie3RXTioEk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;london choco roll~&lt;br /&gt;london choco roll~&lt;br /&gt;奶香choco味~&lt;br /&gt;双重口美味~&lt;br /&gt;london choco roll~&lt;br /&gt;香浓又美味~&lt;br /&gt;choco roll, choco roll&lt;br /&gt;london choco roll~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber funny!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i have to suffer this for every little nyonya episode&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8933194620843360928?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8933194620843360928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8933194620843360928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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is, the mastermind behind it is UNEXPECTANTLY, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DORITOS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;remember the crispy nachos u always buy from mama shop?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only unfortunate thing is that it opens from 6 pm to 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;a great way to haunt the mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;GO ARH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3370970048487208218?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3370970048487208218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3370970048487208218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3370970048487208218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3370970048487208218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/hotel626.html' title='hotel626'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6001314821532961236</id><published>2008-12-17T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:14:45.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to be a good person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to repent all sins; but preserve what's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe, i would like him to enter my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and be my shepard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=======================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how i wish we could all be back in sec 1 again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, introducing my name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;curious for the new life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having fun with the seniors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;going out with band friends to bubbleteashops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;band spirits still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;being in tip-top shape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sec 2 was shit for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was life's downpoint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had to make new friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was a new competitive society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;favourism from teachers weren't rare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finding a seat in the canteen was a seemingly impossible chore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for that, i had to skip recess, even when i was hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even to the extend to fainting thrice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my old friends weren't there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they were in their table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sec 3 was a year of deception&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seems like everyone is going to be in cliques&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i taught myself how to socialise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but at the same time, neglecting my old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really changed a lot in sec 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so much to the point i don't every know my own personality anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and what i saw; i wasn't the only one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pals began being heads and leaders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pals segregated by classes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;from being close as peapods to occasional hi-bye scenes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was also the year where i had my firsts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the first where i waited 2 years and 8 months for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i found u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it wasn't the only thing i found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what would sec 4 be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a time of stress? a time of freedom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but all i know is, it is the year of making up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;making up for all that i lost from sec 2 onwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;including my old friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and making secondary school life meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss all my sec 1 friends; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chunhong, who was there to help me catch up with musictheory, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wenshee with her hair, always fun to be with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marianne, my auntie kelly, who never fails to cheer me up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wenfen, funnyfunnyfunny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;megan, always having something to talk about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matthew, discovered-kindergarden-pal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;joelynn, despite some upsanddowns, great to be with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pauline and huimin, always with awesome personalities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jingyu, my very first friend in dunman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and other respective 1fpeeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6001314821532961236?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6001314821532961236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=6001314821532961236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6001314821532961236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6001314821532961236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-life.html' title='school life'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2560721204662546467</id><published>2008-12-16T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:50:05.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>clartrio</title><content type='html'>i can't swallow it any further&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the verge of choking on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe band is held 2 days a week, 10 to 6.&lt;br /&gt;thats like seeing the three of u  for 8 hours. which means 1/3 of a day.&lt;br /&gt;its like &lt;strong&gt;guilt&lt;/strong&gt; + anger + antartication + pissed + sadness + no satisfaction + &lt;strong&gt;curiosity, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but mostly curiousity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if i scooped out all contents on ngyuquan from the brains of these 3 bestfriendsbutsomethinghappened&lt;br /&gt;sonowidunnowhatbutalliknowisitishardtopatchup,&lt;br /&gt;i think i will stab myself.&lt;br /&gt;or at most die of agony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2560721204662546467?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2560721204662546467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2560721204662546467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2560721204662546467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2560721204662546467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/clartrio.html' title='clartrio'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5952390120969012602</id><published>2008-12-16T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:37:17.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SUe-iqeqWmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qaIVXTLdVtA/s1600-h/puzzle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280398590842919522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SUe-iqeqWmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qaIVXTLdVtA/s320/puzzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as you can see, the 3 pieces are fit snuggly into one another, interlocking of their common convex and concaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who cares about the one piece left alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who cares about the one piece left in the cold, or dust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who needs the extra piece?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trios will always be trios, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5952390120969012602?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5952390120969012602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5952390120969012602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5952390120969012602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5952390120969012602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/puzzle.html' title='puzzle'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SUe-iqeqWmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qaIVXTLdVtA/s72-c/puzzle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7060318833501233875</id><published>2008-12-15T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:09:38.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starry starry night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkvLq0TYiwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nkvLq0TYiwI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh, so thats the reason for the title in my blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks; jerry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7060318833501233875?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7060318833501233875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7060318833501233875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7060318833501233875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7060318833501233875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/starry-starry-night.html' title='starry starry night'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8846469701494391841</id><published>2008-12-13T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T08:41:38.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saying sorry</title><content type='html'>saying sorry is so easy.&lt;br /&gt;1. put your tongue behind your closed teeth and exhale, to make an 's' sound&lt;br /&gt;2. make a sound by shaping your mouth to a shape of 'o' to make an 'o' sound&lt;br /&gt;3. roll and lightly thrill your tongue to produce a 'r' sound&lt;br /&gt;4. make a sound by stretching the temples at your lower jaw to make a 'ry' sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sincerity. i'm sorry, i can't teach you how to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8846469701494391841?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8846469701494391841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8846469701494391841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8846469701494391841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8846469701494391841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/saying-sorry.html' title='saying sorry'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7298136223139618860</id><published>2008-12-12T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:12:25.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogwatch</title><content type='html'>u don't know how many times i visit your blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7298136223139618860?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7298136223139618860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7298136223139618860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7298136223139618860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7298136223139618860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogwatch.html' title='blogwatch'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-6940402208881389364</id><published>2008-12-12T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:07:26.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>today, i cry in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;today, i know the importance of punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i make mistakes sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;alright, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean u have to pinpoint on it all the time, all the time, all the time&lt;br /&gt;and share it with our mates.&lt;br /&gt;not like i have ever done that to u before.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but not until u reach the verge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do u keep doing that?&lt;br /&gt;just to boost your freaking ego?&lt;br /&gt;goes to show what? you're better at me at every single thing?&lt;br /&gt;what for?&lt;br /&gt;if it makes u feel good, i'm sorry to say, FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;yes, FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU is a word that i promised myself not to use ever again.&lt;br /&gt;but you made me do it.&lt;br /&gt;u always put words in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;i say something, you rebutt.&lt;br /&gt;since u like it so much, go be a debater la.&lt;br /&gt;anything wrong with what i'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrong arh? FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;intelligence is a gift. but u abused it.&lt;br /&gt;yes, you're better than me in a googol.&lt;br /&gt;but u don't have something.&lt;br /&gt;sensitivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u never listen.&lt;br /&gt;u never ever listen.&lt;br /&gt;but you only expect me to listen to u.&lt;br /&gt;selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you know why i always show my smile?&lt;br /&gt;everyone has face, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;i helped you clinged on to your million-dollar one, doesn't mean u can throw my centless one away.&lt;br /&gt;but you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes, i'm always the weak, dishonest, lousy at sports ngyuquan&lt;br /&gt;oops, i forgot to mention loser.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;you're not barack obama. u can't tell me what i am.&lt;br /&gt;i am sucessful.&lt;br /&gt;i am good, or not, best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm just for your benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought friends are there for one another.&lt;br /&gt;so much for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry alex. i had to miss your performance.&lt;br /&gt;hope it was good.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe i skipped yours for sour shit.&lt;br /&gt;i totally regret it.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-6940402208881389364?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/6940402208881389364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=6940402208881389364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6940402208881389364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/6940402208881389364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/noelteo.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8278216679901624831</id><published>2008-12-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:05:02.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>auntieland</title><content type='html'>back from auntieland! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;uh uh no way i'm gonna blog about what happened in malaysia&lt;br /&gt;that would take a terrabyte&lt;br /&gt;but a picture speak a thousand words no?&lt;br /&gt;so 77777777777777 pics would be, 7777777777777000.&lt;br /&gt;done. saves the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;pictures have been uploaded in facebook&lt;br /&gt;just go to "quaney ng", click on the disheveled demeanour on the right, click it, and you're there!simple. :D&lt;br /&gt;and for those who haven't been to genting&lt;br /&gt;just a word of advice.&lt;br /&gt;BRING A JACKET.&lt;br /&gt;and a hunger for exhillaration. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out y'all. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8278216679901624831?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8278216679901624831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8278216679901624831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8278216679901624831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8278216679901624831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/auntieland.html' title='auntieland'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5302561356521267904</id><published>2008-12-02T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:59:17.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>band in the rain</title><content type='html'>the weather's looks depressing, just like how i'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess problems are the only opportunities with thorns in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;no matter how hard I try, it still has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;nothing stays the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;the thought clings and lingers in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and thats the only thing that never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;andpeoplewithoutspecsaresososobetterlookingthanthosewiththem!hahanooffence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5302561356521267904?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5302561356521267904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5302561356521267904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5302561356521267904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5302561356521267904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/band-in-rain.html' title='band in the rain'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2676718765385296869</id><published>2008-12-01T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T20:39:00.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>southern ridges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANOTHER HIKING TRIP!&lt;br /&gt;with jerry and shangzhi. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;captions are at the top of each picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on henderson bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the view ain't bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAASCe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VDVLuqXmbAY/s1600-h/Snapshot-0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031279144958898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAASCe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VDVLuqXmbAY/s320/Snapshot-0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the wooden floor was so cool, we had to arty-farty it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAEH5tlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aMxoGmQsIe4/s1600-h/Snapshot-0113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031280176182866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAEH5tlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/aMxoGmQsIe4/s320/Snapshot-0113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAB-7UHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BqaGnYl6dUc/s1600-h/Snapshot-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031279601668210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAB-7UHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/BqaGnYl6dUc/s320/Snapshot-0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alright noel couldn't come along. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031276594459058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSs_2x88bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/6oyqXr6bosw/s320/Snapshot-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSs_ujCO4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ygUgFSuTBZ8/s1600-h/Snapshot-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031274384407426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSs_ujCO4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ygUgFSuTBZ8/s320/Snapshot-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034100822767458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSvkP2c92I/AAAAAAAAANQ/DlZ477fw88o/s320/Snapshot-0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034093329099330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSvjz70qkI/AAAAAAAAANI/JL_T3ORvWvE/s320/Snapshot-0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034080818490354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSvjFVD6_I/AAAAAAAAANA/wzY13CdciSA/s320/Snapshot-0116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034079298242642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSvi_qmyFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/pYwJwA9QSas/s320/Snapshot-0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275034103650354466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSvkaYmhSI/AAAAAAAAANY/jcM55YSrLe8/s320/Snapshot-0119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this old gothic manor in the middle of the forest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035985969796434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSxR-kh1VI/AAAAAAAAANg/LrqnJBh7yRc/s320/Snapshot-0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275035987570769410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSxSEiOvgI/AAAAAAAAANo/B5wy5COoNu8/s320/Snapshot-0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then came the long winding treetop walk. 1km of steel just for the four of us. our brilliant government. haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036001201770818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSxS3UHUUI/AAAAAAAAANw/beCrTM_RzLQ/s320/Snapshot-0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036006865356354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSxTMaaxkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-cTiO7cxRn8/s320/Snapshot-0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036013585825890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSxTlctAGI/AAAAAAAAAOA/McSCQJ96Y04/s320/Snapshot-0124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;in the end, we found out there were more construction workers than visitors on this bridge itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275038076184791810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSzLpOniwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6xd7wOAxZ2w/s320/Snapshot-0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275038082199756354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSzL_osnkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hvQyd7_cvNU/s320/Snapshot-0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275038089804713618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSzMb93DpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ex5yWxpRmMs/s320/Snapshot-0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is called &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ALEXANDRA&lt;/span&gt; bridge. does it ring a bell??? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275038093659416290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSzMqU5JuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Fgf6ZNBws00/s320/Snapshot-0128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tank!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275038093681506962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STSzMqaKOpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/23bflhql7Po/s320/Snapshot-0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275040545196021554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS1bXAxFzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/v2Tga9EhzjA/s320/Snapshot-0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275040545365945810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS1bXpR7dI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cFqU7OXMSUU/s320/Snapshot-0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275040553883045714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS1b3X6j1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/xqaaBfe89s0/s320/Snapshot-0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275040560001065986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS1cOKkJAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/TQrVDTo5rso/s320/Snapshot-0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275040559119982338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS1cK4f3wI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tC87QQi62ks/s320/Snapshot-0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i can't believe i took this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275042236319361810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS29y7_axI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YDvwNTjZNqw/s320/Snapshot-0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275042241565294850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS2-GeuAQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/mQ69OkRvL9k/s320/Snapshot-0136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;beaten and exhausted, we settled at vivo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;toys'r'us was a time killer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oops! did i mention baby porn?! (CENSORED!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275042241014399186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STS2-EbYANI/AAAAAAAAAPo/oXrswoWAiSM/s320/Snapshot-0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2676718765385296869?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2676718765385296869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2676718765385296869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2676718765385296869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2676718765385296869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/southern-ridges.html' title='southern ridges'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STStAASCe7I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VDVLuqXmbAY/s72-c/Snapshot-0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3394370189041888324</id><published>2008-12-01T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:28:35.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swensens and mac</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'M SO GOING TO SWENSENS COS' I DESERVE A MEGA MAC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fell onto anonymous lady on the mrt. she shrieked.&lt;br /&gt;2. fell on the stairs. chin injured.&lt;br /&gt;3. dropped my ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;4. left my phone unattended at burger king.&lt;br /&gt;5. tried to deep-fry my fries, only ended up with acne.&lt;br /&gt;6.toni and dallas were eliminated in the right before the top3 in tar13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this ain't retribution, i dunno what is.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy. my my my my my.&lt;br /&gt;there's band later. &lt;em&gt;can't&lt;/em&gt; wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3394370189041888324?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3394370189041888324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3394370189041888324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3394370189041888324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3394370189041888324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/12/swensens-and-mac.html' title='swensens and mac'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3159708136489090399</id><published>2008-11-29T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T05:26:16.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva la vida</title><content type='html'>I used to rule the world&lt;br /&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word&lt;br /&gt;Now in the morning I sweep alone&lt;br /&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing:&lt;br /&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"&lt;br /&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;br /&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;br /&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;br /&gt;Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;Once you know there was never, never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;That was when I ruled the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wicked and wild wind&lt;br /&gt;Blew down the doors to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;Shattered windows and the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;People couldn't believe what I'd become&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionaries Wait&lt;br /&gt;For my head on a silver plate&lt;br /&gt;Just a puppet on a lonely string&lt;br /&gt;Oh who would ever want to be king?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;br /&gt;Roman Cavalry choirs are singing&lt;br /&gt;Be my mirror my sword and shield&lt;br /&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I can not explain&lt;br /&gt;I know Saint Peter will call my name&lt;br /&gt;Never an honest word&lt;br /&gt;But that was when I ruled the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3159708136489090399?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3159708136489090399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3159708136489090399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3159708136489090399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3159708136489090399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/viva-la-vida.html' title='viva la vida'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4292247809091475835</id><published>2008-11-28T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T17:38:44.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;new phone craze!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fucking want this phone! give it to me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STCcW4dWFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oB8xjlpzU5s/s1600-h/EASNE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273887080577373554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STCcW4dWFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oB8xjlpzU5s/s320/EASNE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is called the emporio armani-samsung night effect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO DAMN STYLISH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the BRANDED logo at the side can change colour when u change skins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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phone'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/STCcW4dWFXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oB8xjlpzU5s/s72-c/EASNE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1736408740663519016</id><published>2008-11-28T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T03:38:20.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>orange</title><content type='html'>yuquanarhyuquan...&lt;br /&gt;hitomiwotojite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;the feeling of rebelled, but oblidged to say sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;a sense of slight humiliation, but its good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i call this orangisation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;root word: orange. sour but packed with wholesome goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;ain'tcoolbutihadtodowhatihadtodo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1736408740663519016?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1736408740663519016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2792955586019676894</id><published>2008-11-27T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:01:35.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2792955586019676894?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2792955586019676894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2792955586019676894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;finally, a breakaway from home's boredom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jerry wanted to gaigai out so we went to taka first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw this freaking le coq sportiq bag which originally costed $69.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;offer price &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$29.90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; only leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;便宜划算！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(note the auntieness)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and jerry considered to buy the hundred dollar jacket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we decided to walk from wisma to tangs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a long and arduous walk from store to store&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've swore my slippers traced itself onto my soles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and in the end, he bought it anyway~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RICH RICH RICH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;le gros coq &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273372580155288434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SS7IbBBw63I/AAAAAAAAALo/KpPE7iibpMk/s320/Snapshot-0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the dude was sleeping so soundly, head tilted downwards, i thought he was taking a sniff of shangzhi's butt. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273372584692121266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SS7IbR7bfrI/AAAAAAAAALw/3DdvB_KConI/s320/Snapshot-0111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home, only to find out that the bag was too big to serve as a school bag.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, luggage also can bah~&lt;br /&gt;only a few more days to malaysia trip with noel!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;not like someone CAN GO &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;JAPAN&lt;/span&gt; LOR~!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20081126/tap-345-bangkok-bound-travellers-hit-can-231650b.html"&gt;http://sg.news.yahoo.com/cna/20081126/tap-345-bangkok-bound-travellers-hit-can-231650b.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(this post served as a purpose to stop worldwide seizure from a welcome from a morning bedraggled look)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3357853474468385540?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3357853474468385540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3357853474468385540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3357853474468385540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3357853474468385540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wooo~, look at me, brushing my teeth! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;morning exposé. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4649726986812547309?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4649726986812547309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=4649726986812547309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4649726986812547309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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thought putting an end would be a solution&lt;br /&gt;but why do i keep thinking about it?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and over again&lt;br /&gt;i've been wondering how she felt&lt;br /&gt;past, present, future&lt;br /&gt;past, present future&lt;br /&gt;its your fault&lt;br /&gt;its my fault&lt;br /&gt;it our fault&lt;br /&gt;stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem. ok.&lt;br /&gt;maybe revising's the only solution&lt;br /&gt;every knowledge brings away the pain&lt;br /&gt;knowledge is neutral&lt;br /&gt;it is emotionless&lt;br /&gt;burette, phyloric sphinter, priciple foci, tombolo, gulf war, differentiation, medula.&lt;br /&gt;i don't see a smile in any of the words.&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;markers spent for writing notes, spent on drawing every single portrait of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;a castle, a star, a logo, a sketch of the living room, a trumpet, a face&lt;br /&gt;time seemed to pass so quickly, yet slowly&lt;br /&gt;drawings are emotional&lt;br /&gt;subjective at every stroke&lt;br /&gt;every coutour on its texture has its single story&lt;br /&gt;sophisticated?&lt;br /&gt;yet an utterance of blasbemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every second wasted&lt;br /&gt;so inconstructive.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to squeeze this whole passage, to one word, it would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M EFFING BORED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help help help&lt;br /&gt;don't leave me trapped in this vortex of monochromic activities.&lt;br /&gt;call me.&lt;br /&gt;talk.&lt;br /&gt;bring me to some church.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't be soon before long that there's only 3 in this family&lt;br /&gt;the hand seemes to trace a picture out from my memory&lt;br /&gt;a hdb flat that says 391&lt;br /&gt;under the block shows 4 stickmen&lt;br /&gt;2 women, one younger and one older&lt;br /&gt;1 man and a child&lt;br /&gt;the child seemed to smile while holding the chain of hands&lt;br /&gt;beside his very own sister&lt;br /&gt;the picture itself is the first step for me&lt;br /&gt;the first step towards artistic flair&lt;br /&gt;my very first drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sis, this is my wedding present to you:&lt;br /&gt;the poorly drawn, crayon and pastel covered drawing&lt;br /&gt;never, never, never ever forget me and mom, and dad&lt;br /&gt;we will always love you&lt;br /&gt;and block 391 will always be there with welcoming arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was 5&lt;br /&gt;i went into the room, holding the very a5-sized picture&lt;br /&gt;towards the short-haired figure, choinging up for her 'O's, desks filled with ten-year series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jeh, i draw one."&lt;br /&gt;"wow, not bad. you drew that for me?"&lt;br /&gt;i nodded.&lt;br /&gt;she took the portrait and gently adhered the drawing onto the cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;how proud i was.&lt;br /&gt;my very first gallery&lt;br /&gt;in the room of the person who inspired me to the arts&lt;br /&gt;my sis.&lt;br /&gt;i had always wanted to be like her.&lt;br /&gt;from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would the picutre turn grey once she's out of the picture?&lt;br /&gt;i hate grey.&lt;br /&gt;life should never be grey.&lt;br /&gt;good thing crayons are unerasable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"don't do arts, boy, trust me. YOU-WILL-REGRET-IT."&lt;br /&gt;"do arts no future one."&lt;br /&gt;"i had the same dream as you, but look at me, do you think i'm earning money?"&lt;br /&gt;those hurtful words.&lt;br /&gt;spoken under such harsh tones.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why did u break my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;when everything was just fine, when i had something i liked, a talent, u had to stop it?&lt;br /&gt;you're the one who motivated me, and also the one who demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind having lousy results. really. but i really do mind losing my skills.&lt;br /&gt;yes its superficial to earn as an artist. but its really loving your job.&lt;br /&gt;people say its either you can draw, or you can't.&lt;br /&gt;i believe it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are dreams really meant to be followed?&lt;br /&gt;or should i just face reality, and start the emotionless path of knowledge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, sis.&lt;br /&gt;i'm following my childhood dreams.&lt;br /&gt;i will be there.&lt;br /&gt;will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore 2xxx olympics opening ceremony&lt;br /&gt;director: ng yu quan&lt;br /&gt;nothing is impossible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8793325276070313007?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8793325276070313007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8793325276070313007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8793325276070313007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='ya-nyeh-lyu-blyu-au-na'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-5311055783177851612</id><published>2008-11-22T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:32:31.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mountain biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8N7vxuAZsUA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8N7vxuAZsUA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was somewhat similar to what i experienced today :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-5311055783177851612?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/5311055783177851612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=5311055783177851612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/5311055783177851612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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love with a boy younger thn u?&lt;br /&gt;1. i'm not gay. 2. i'm not a girl 3. i'm not a flaming bisexual&lt;br /&gt;3. do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;yes, and pontenging them&lt;br /&gt;4. wat would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;i will spend on travelling. first stop, europe.&lt;br /&gt;5. would u fall in love with ur best friend?&lt;br /&gt;i did xD&lt;br /&gt;6. which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved?&lt;br /&gt;not loving :D&lt;br /&gt;7.list out any of ur most favourite bands?&lt;br /&gt;the ting tings, the academy is, the click five, fallout boy, the carpenters, and of course, dunman band.&lt;br /&gt;8.wat is ur favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;potato!&lt;br /&gt;9.is there any thing that makes u extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;knowing that i get invited to a trip around the world, or just knowing that the seniors can stay for another year. ha, impossible :P&lt;br /&gt;10.wat makes u angry?&lt;br /&gt;injustice&lt;br /&gt;11.how would you see urself in 10 yrs time?&lt;br /&gt;begging for money if i don't work hard this year. but i'll probably like my job if i put in much much much more effort :D&lt;br /&gt;12.who is currently the most important person to u?&lt;br /&gt;needless to say... :D&lt;br /&gt;13.wat is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;happiness&lt;br /&gt;14.single or attached?&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;15. are u happy?&lt;br /&gt;yep :D&lt;br /&gt;16. What are your favourite colours?&lt;br /&gt;black and green go well together.&lt;br /&gt;17. would u give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;for one that i truly love, yes :D&lt;br /&gt;18.if u fall in love with 2 ppl simultaneously, who would u pick?&lt;br /&gt;the hotter and more outspoken one :D&lt;br /&gt;19.would u forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;if he/she says sorry, or just a sign of guilt, i'll consider :)&lt;br /&gt;20. wat do u really want now?&lt;br /&gt;a sleep! its freaking 1.11 am!&lt;br /&gt;21. tagged 5 ppl to do this.&lt;br /&gt;-neowenshee&lt;br /&gt;-wongmeiyen&lt;br /&gt;-lohkhaihui&lt;br /&gt;-alexandrateng aka nerdmagnet&lt;br /&gt;- paulineteo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-858900430604799344?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/858900430604799344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=858900430604799344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/858900430604799344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/858900430604799344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/surveyme.html' title='surveyme!'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2197179255466731896</id><published>2008-11-21T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:37:25.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found it!</title><content type='html'>AH!&lt;br /&gt;i found it!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2197179255466731896?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2197179255466731896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2197179255466731896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2197179255466731896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2197179255466731896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-found-it.html' title='i found it!'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2551595958860449494</id><published>2008-11-21T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:29:54.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fied</title><content type='html'>the people i am thinking about now, or in girl's term, miss now, is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only means of communication without being a complete annoying ass is, by blogs.&lt;br /&gt;so pls, whatever u do, do not delete your blog, or transfer without leaving a word&lt;br /&gt;and especially those whose talk only when the other party starts, or those who feel awkward in person but not on phone, pls, show me your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay if u don't speak&lt;br /&gt;its really okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's still here, so where's yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2551595958860449494?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2551595958860449494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2551595958860449494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2551595958860449494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2551595958860449494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/fied.html' title='fied'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2838263701514213337</id><published>2008-11-21T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:14:00.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FP 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE THE FAREWELL PARTY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok, to be honest, the games were a bit disorganised&lt;br /&gt;but it was so fun and messy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the end, everyone had flour and water over their bodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wet and starchy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still had problems digging the sticky things out my ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yeah, i had fun... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271143025999996146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcp4kB5PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OVbXWcXJTHA/s320/Snapshot-0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next comes the dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was talking to fatima and jasmine about horny horny things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;practically flirting la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it ended with a nice speech from ms lam who couldn't make it :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and from the seniors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope you guys liked the presents! (sorry for the price tag!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and comes the phototaking session!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271143029869609554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcqG-nglI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hmAKqeR1zY0/s320/Snapshot-0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271143040399089362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcquNCntI/AAAAAAAAALA/6TOELGmAMnw/s320/Snapshot-0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271143040885604274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcqwBCP7I/AAAAAAAAALI/AckawoDQjLQ/s320/Snapshot-0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;pictures with 2 of my favourite seniors! i can't deny it! u guys are the BEST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271143045737528818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcrCF0vfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/YqY-DpfJuzI/s320/Snapshot-0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2838263701514213337?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2838263701514213337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2838263701514213337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2838263701514213337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2838263701514213337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/fp-2008.html' title='FP 2008'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SSbcp4kB5PI/AAAAAAAAAKw/OVbXWcXJTHA/s72-c/Snapshot-0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3382451460242121652</id><published>2008-11-15T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:27:47.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>this is the 100th post&lt;br /&gt;i have worked and typed so much to reach this goal&lt;br /&gt;it may seem like ikan-bilis to all of the pro ones&lt;br /&gt;but it really... mean alot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the top of the contact list in my phone lies the name "alex"&lt;br /&gt;its like seeing her name everytime u press that right black button of the phone&lt;br /&gt;somehow like an SOS call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's the 100th post is going to be about?&lt;br /&gt;as i have said in my 2nd previous post, its gonna be about change&lt;br /&gt;change&lt;br /&gt;change for the better&lt;br /&gt;definately change for the better&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to make a ny resolution&lt;br /&gt;cos this is gonna be it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am going to be more street-smart, thats the first thing and i'm gonna start right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am not going to force myself to like a personality that doesn't click with mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i am going to be more direct in my views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i am going to be more kind and compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i am going to respect my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i am going to focus on nothing but studies, studies first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i am going to be more sensitive to other's feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i am not going to be selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i am going to be more thrifty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i am going to be a good role-model for my juniors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i am going to be more motivational towards those whose feel down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i am going to end envy, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i am not going to put words into other's mouths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. i am not going to be angry at one that's not going to be angry at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i am going to save money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i am going to reach out and be more confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i am going to be determined for anything that lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. i am going to slack less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. i am going to stop dreaming, but work towards the dream instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. i am going to treat others the way i want to be treated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. i am not going to be racist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. i am not going to manipulate anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. i want to be funnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. i don't want others to view me as a horny bastard, but just less than it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i don't wanna be money-minded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. i wanna be a man of my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. i wanna be self-driven, and put all words into action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. i am not going to care whether anyone think that i'm weird, cos thats just me. and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. i am going to tidy my room every 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. i am going to respond and please my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. i am going to wash my face twice everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. i am going to stop using too much internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. i am going to stop thinking of what others view me as, because its just a facade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. i am going to be more skillful with my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. i am going to be more respectful towards my dad and not treat him like a u-know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. i am going to be more environmentally-conscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. i am not going to backstab anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. i am going to go to a good salon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. i am going to think before i talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. i am going to sleep a minimum of 6 and a half hours a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. i am going to love every single day of my life, and i'm going to let anyone make me think of a ruined day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. i am going to refrain from ka-chiaoing anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. i am not going to do anything that wastes my youth away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. i am going to like school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. i am going to like my teachers, even mr imran, cos no teacher is truly lousy to the core, only students who are lazy to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. i am going to step away from people i feel uncomfortable with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. i am going to take more initiative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. i am going to be more responsible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. i am not going to be a loser anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. i will draw, more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. i will support peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. i will stop creating all the drama in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. i will start to play another sport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. i will make sure i will swim every sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. i will master japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. and since i can master something like that, i don't see why i can't master my subs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. i will view all tests as exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. i will start 1 year and a month ahead for o-levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. i will not have a life for 1 year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. i will still be friends with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. i will not care what others think about whatever happened, cos it will not change anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. i will skip recess when possible, for revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. i will drink more water, cos i fucking hate the ulcers in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. i will make myself more attractive, on the outside as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. i will start to speak more to my neighbours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. i am going to not rely under visual words to speak my thoughts, but spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. i am going stop giving the wrong impression others have on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. i am going to change my taste in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. i am going to eat more fruits (hey, i'm running out of ideas, k?) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. i am going to have sexier and darker voice that ladies can get turned on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. i am going to have a larger dick so i can shut all the blabbering homos up with just a thought. (:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. i am going cherish the times with gramps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. i am going to show less favourism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. i am going to talk smart and think smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. i am going to read the news everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. i am not going to let anyone call me a fucking loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. i am not going to be a jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. i am going to appreciate what my parents have given me that other parents cannot afford to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. i am going to follow my own sense of style (ok, maybe not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. i am going to show my family, and myself, how not-useless i can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. i am not going to irk at choir anymore, cos that's just a sign of jealousy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. and i'm not going to irk at choir anymore, cos there are bound to have gays in both ccas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. i am going to adapt to be more influencial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. i am going to talk less on the phone. and i want noel to see this :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. i don't wanna end any of my friendships any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. i am going to keep in touch with my primary school friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. i am going to cz next teacher's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. i wanna have a double-sided perspective to everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. i wanna be more organised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. i wanna solve the problem, not escape from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. i'm gonna start to be more intuitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. i am going to love all my friends drom dunman sec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. i am not going to give up on what i love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. i am not going to spend my money on unnecessary things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. i will control time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. it will not leave things to this person called luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. i will find what is true love one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. i will mature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. i will NEVER be late for anything ever again. i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. i will make sure this will not be the last post of THE BLOG OF THE HUNK. stay tuned for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 100th post!&lt;br /&gt;and, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares about mediacorp's anniversary when there's mine? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3382451460242121652?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3382451460242121652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3382451460242121652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3382451460242121652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3382451460242121652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1857506737052116425</id><published>2008-11-15T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:40:44.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>despicable</title><content type='html'>this feeling's beyond despair&lt;br /&gt;ngyuquan is capable of doing such despicable things&lt;br /&gt;like typing out my previous post&lt;br /&gt;oh man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it completely made me look at myself all over again&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was the sweet, kind and compassionate ngyuquan&lt;br /&gt;guess i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;what lies beneath the skin&lt;br /&gt;is a pure unimaginable bitch&lt;br /&gt;and trying to get rid of it is to no avail&lt;br /&gt;its too deep down&lt;br /&gt;thats what makes it so bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the evil activates&lt;br /&gt;and its inevitable&lt;br /&gt;u don't know why u do that&lt;br /&gt;u don't know why u are capable of doing such things&lt;br /&gt;even though u know the reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so deep&lt;br /&gt;i can't explain what activates it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can make people so dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;and so upset&lt;br /&gt;yet laugh at the first impression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if u don't wanna get hurt&lt;br /&gt;just leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;i can enter your soul like a walk in the park&lt;br /&gt;and shatter it to the finest sand&lt;br /&gt;beware of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 99th post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1857506737052116425?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1857506737052116425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1857506737052116425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1857506737052116425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1857506737052116425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/despicable.html' title='despicable'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7747673083274670344</id><published>2008-11-13T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:41:56.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>change</title><content type='html'>it was okay&lt;br /&gt;i thought everything would be alright&lt;br /&gt;until now&lt;br /&gt;my mind drifted to something today&lt;br /&gt;it left some impact&lt;br /&gt;i know that its not a boy thing to talk about dreams&lt;br /&gt;but when it truly comes down to just generally being plain human&lt;br /&gt;i guess all humans have to get emotional&lt;br /&gt;and boys to be girls for a day&lt;br /&gt;and metaphors to bolt out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this boy walks into a house, yearning to own this special one for years&lt;br /&gt;and now, he miraculously claims his key&lt;br /&gt;he takes his key and slots it into the lock&lt;br /&gt;the door opens into a world of love and hate, under a facade of furniture and wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;a humble abode, one that lacks style, wallpaper peeling off, dusty sofas left isolated and alone in a period seemingly eternal&lt;br /&gt;"welcome home," the walls echoed, sound reveberated throughout the house&lt;br /&gt;it freaked the boy out&lt;br /&gt;but stayed&lt;br /&gt;he don't know what he's in for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warmth aroused him to do the chores&lt;br /&gt;keeping the house clean&lt;br /&gt;decorating the house with ornaments&lt;br /&gt;some neglectance of its owner made the house turn green&lt;br /&gt;apparently his neighbour was more well-off&lt;br /&gt;green wallpaper, green sofas, green cupboards&lt;br /&gt;he was sick of the colour green&lt;br /&gt;the boy decided to secretly learn some house tips from his neighbour&lt;br /&gt;so as not stop the house from being occupied with envy&lt;br /&gt;he made sure he spent more time at home&lt;br /&gt;did more chores&lt;br /&gt;watched channels on house-cleaning tips&lt;br /&gt;the boy hoped that occupying himself by doing chores can help forget his doubts&lt;br /&gt;it failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house seemed impressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, the owner felt that he could not match up to his neighbour's standards any further&lt;br /&gt;and side-tracked&lt;br /&gt;and analyzed on why he is doing all these&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't even know if he is even old enough to own the house&lt;br /&gt;there was no license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police came to his doorstep one day&lt;br /&gt;she reported and charged the boy for the house, without an applicable and legal deed&lt;br /&gt;all he had was just a key&lt;br /&gt;which proved his ownership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually, it turned silent&lt;br /&gt;deafeningly silent&lt;br /&gt;and he felt that the warmth was gone&lt;br /&gt;and the house lacked its classic smell&lt;br /&gt;it turned green again&lt;br /&gt;but this time, everything, from sofa to computers, from fridges to toilet bowls, hid in one dark room&lt;br /&gt;everytime he tried pulled the door, which ends up to be forceful and vigourous&lt;br /&gt;he managed to only pull out one item from the frozen and dark room&lt;br /&gt;the key which locked and partitioned the room and him didn't make it easier for him&lt;br /&gt;the boy felt that a house without furniture is not a home&lt;br /&gt;there was a blockage&lt;br /&gt;the times he stayed in the house became lesser and lesser&lt;br /&gt;shorter and shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he decided to abide to the law.&lt;br /&gt;break free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he walked out the house&lt;br /&gt;locked the house&lt;br /&gt;and placed the key on the doorstep&lt;br /&gt;and began to continue with life's path&lt;br /&gt;he did not shed a single tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would just go to where he truly belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and even though the pipes in the houses burst with water which flood the house&lt;br /&gt;and the ceiling which cracked as a mark of abstinence&lt;br /&gt;the pillars remained fortified with strong cement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were times where the boy decided to turn back&lt;br /&gt;and look back at the speechless, static house he used to own&lt;br /&gt;with furniture moulding under the seemingly flawless paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he knows its not the right time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe... someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house, is only left to express and show its old furniture to the house dealer&lt;br /&gt;the furniture would change&lt;br /&gt;everything would change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people change&lt;br /&gt;for me, started on 150808&lt;br /&gt;the bliss lasted for 2 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for all these crap in these post&lt;br /&gt;its very... weird&lt;br /&gt;but u can't blame the guy posting at 1am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7747673083274670344?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/7747673083274670344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=7747673083274670344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7747673083274670344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/7747673083274670344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/change.html' title='change'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-4134623809768283857</id><published>2008-11-10T04:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T05:10:50.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>88 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;88 days&lt;br /&gt;the hardest decision i have ever made on my entire life&lt;br /&gt;but i think i have made the right decision&lt;br /&gt;don't refer to the calendar&lt;br /&gt;its not what u think&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will i ever know what is true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM PIC TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINX IS MAKING ALL YOUNG GIRLS INTO BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;STOP WATCHING WINX NOW!&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention the theme song's stinky, like sing to the dawn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like these popular brand socks i found in popular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no, not popular brand drawing block, not eraser, but socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, real cotton socks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;popular brand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007896981940578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgrxsjJKWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/v5MirvyNxVI/s320/Snapshot-0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;barbie version of zac efron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess they used barbie dolls from the shop, shave their heads, and put a hazel-brown wig on top of that bald beauty and sold it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, it looks like a trans :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007905066219698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgryKqleLI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Xi3I6a1bvZ0/s320/Snapshot-0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;went to g**** store&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm not a grocery-guy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so i went skadaddling around&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and guess what i found...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010713911735794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRguVqbitfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/NN4TImrR2ug/s320/Snapshot-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i thought it was on the list?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;melamine!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and its on sale?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what? to clear the stocks?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010702040463810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRguU-NNecI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/01SXG87Xg8Y/s320/Snapshot-0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yeah, u liar. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010684639281730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRguT9YcgkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2Q9GEOF79Qg/s320/Snapshot-0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its rumored that the pork is artificial&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and is made of shockingly, paper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, its a rumour :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010641182276402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRguRbffOzI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bFuCuDdm_kM/s320/Snapshot-0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i settled for this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;which only costs 75 cents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and its genius!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, very aunty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010635864410194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRguRHrnCFI/AAAAAAAAAJg/R1P0-q73jgA/s320/Snapshot-0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haze in school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;apparently, the mosquito insecticide didn't work on moy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007891951308994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgrxZzv0MI/AAAAAAAAAI4/jFopsIVYKuM/s320/Snapshot-0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sakae sushi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007914734233762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgryurnqKI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_XefbKTLw9o/s320/Snapshot-0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267007898313654050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgrxxgpfyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/XwTTnkBtK_o/s320/Snapshot-0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thanks for surviving another round of random pics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(note: name of store is censored for company's rights, but i can tell u, the hypermart's logo is an ugly one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-4134623809768283857?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/4134623809768283857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=4134623809768283857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4134623809768283857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/4134623809768283857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/88-days.html' title='88 days'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SRgrxsjJKWI/AAAAAAAAAJA/v5MirvyNxVI/s72-c/Snapshot-0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3916211230406637384</id><published>2008-11-06T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T06:48:02.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>handlebars</title><content type='html'>I FUCKING LOVE THIS SONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/aTdb-1Aimz/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/aTdb-1Aimz/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/flobots/video/hIBQJWyQ/flobots_handlebars_music_video/"&gt;Handlebars - Flobots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, look at me&lt;br /&gt;hands in the air like it's good to be&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;and I'm a famous rapper&lt;br /&gt;even when the paths're all crookedy&lt;br /&gt;I can show you how to do-si-do&lt;br /&gt;I can show you how to scratch a record&lt;br /&gt;I can take apart the remote control&lt;br /&gt;And I can almost put it back together&lt;br /&gt;I can tie a knot in a cherry stem&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you about Leif Ericson&lt;br /&gt;I know all the words to "De Colores"&lt;br /&gt;And "I'm Proud to be an American"&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend saw a platypus&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend made a comic book&lt;br /&gt;And guess how long it took&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything that I want cuz, look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can keep rhythm with no metronome&lt;br /&gt;No metronome&lt;br /&gt;No metronome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can see your face on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;On the telephone&lt;br /&gt;On the telephone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Just called to say that it's good to be&lt;br /&gt;ALIVE&lt;br /&gt;In such a small world&lt;br /&gt;I'm all curled up with a book to read&lt;br /&gt;I can make money open up a thrift store&lt;br /&gt;I can make a living off a magazine&lt;br /&gt;I can design an engine sixty four&lt;br /&gt;Miles to a gallon of gasoline&lt;br /&gt;I can make new antibiotics&lt;br /&gt;I can make computers survive aquatic conditions&lt;br /&gt;I know how to run a business&lt;br /&gt;I can make you wanna buy a product&lt;br /&gt;Movers shakers and producers&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friends understand the future&lt;br /&gt;I see the strings that control the systems&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything with no assistance&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can lead a nation with a microphone&lt;br /&gt;With a microphone&lt;br /&gt;With a microphone&lt;br /&gt;And I can split the atom of a molecule&lt;br /&gt;Of a molecule&lt;br /&gt;Of a molecule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;Driving and I won't stop&lt;br /&gt;And it feels so good to be&lt;br /&gt;Alive and on top&lt;br /&gt;My reach is global&lt;br /&gt;My tower secure&lt;br /&gt;My cause is noble&lt;br /&gt;My power is pure&lt;br /&gt;I can hand out a million vaccinations&lt;br /&gt;Or let'em all die in exasperation&lt;br /&gt;Have'em all healed of their lacerations&lt;br /&gt;Have'em all killed by assassination&lt;br /&gt;I can make anybody go to prison&lt;br /&gt;Just because I don't like'em and&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything with no permission&lt;br /&gt;I have it all under my command&lt;br /&gt;Because I can guide a missile by satellite&lt;br /&gt;By satellite&lt;br /&gt;By satellite&lt;br /&gt;And I can hit a target through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;Through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;Through a telescope&lt;br /&gt;And I can end the planet in a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;In a holocaust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ride my bike with no handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;br /&gt;No handlebars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3916211230406637384?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/3916211230406637384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=3916211230406637384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3916211230406637384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/3916211230406637384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/handlebars.html' title='handlebars'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-603542342007236294</id><published>2008-11-06T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:15:04.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>since</title><content type='html'>since you blogged about your feelings, i don't see why i can't&lt;br /&gt;since u remain speechless, i remain speechless as well&lt;br /&gt;since i remain speechless, u remain speechless as well&lt;br /&gt;since i think u love me, i think i like you&lt;br /&gt;since i think u like me, i think i love you&lt;br /&gt;since we are closer as friends, lets just be friends&lt;br /&gt;since we are closer when together, lets be together&lt;br /&gt;since the feeling is mutual, let us agree on one thing&lt;br /&gt;since we agreed on one thing, the feeling is mutual&lt;br /&gt;since u feel like ending this, why don't we end this&lt;br /&gt;since u feel like continuing, why don't we continue&lt;br /&gt;since i love you, why not u love me&lt;br /&gt;since you love me, why not i love you&lt;br /&gt;since my mom knows, why don't we stop this&lt;br /&gt;since my mom knows, why don't we just be nonchalant about it&lt;br /&gt;since i triggered something, i know u hate me for that&lt;br /&gt;since u triggered something, should i hate u for that&lt;br /&gt;since i had this thing for 2 years, why not we just put our differences aside&lt;br /&gt;since you had this thing for 2 years, why not we just put our differences aside&lt;br /&gt;since its 2 years, why not end it&lt;br /&gt;since 2 years, why end it&lt;br /&gt;since i dun wanna break your heart, lets be together&lt;br /&gt;since u dun wanna break my heart, lets be together&lt;br /&gt;since its cold, shelter yourself to the warm&lt;br /&gt;since its warm, stay away from the cold&lt;br /&gt;since your friends are my friends, can my friends be yours&lt;br /&gt;since my friends are your friends, can your friends be mine&lt;br /&gt;since we are timid, we share the deafening silence&lt;br /&gt;since we are brave, we share the heated cantankeration&lt;br /&gt;since u liked the enlightenment, i liked it too&lt;br /&gt;since u hated what's after it, i hated it too&lt;br /&gt;since you were angry, i felt apologetic&lt;br /&gt;since i was angry, i know u felt apologetic too&lt;br /&gt;since i was envious, were you envious too&lt;br /&gt;since you were envious, i wasn't envious at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm sorry, thats the only thing i can say&lt;br /&gt;since you're sorry, the only thing is to forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since these thoughts as shown above can swirl around my head, can u forgive me&lt;br /&gt;since these thoughts as shown above may swirl around your head, i'll try to, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-603542342007236294?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/603542342007236294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=603542342007236294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/603542342007236294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/603542342007236294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/11/since.html' title='since'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-8999459693750139177</id><published>2008-10-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T05:57:36.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>des autres examinent</title><content type='html'>des autres examinent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The person who tagged/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;NEOWENSHEE aka BANANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;ms chin may read this blog, so i'm not saying anything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your five impressions of him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;retarded&lt;br /&gt;mofo&lt;br /&gt;eating shiu mai from a fork&lt;br /&gt;sunlight&lt;br /&gt;sl-loving band geek (haha, just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she has done to you?&lt;br /&gt;a peck on the sideburns :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;"you are my david archuleta in real life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, will you?&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;facial complexion XD&lt;br /&gt;and boobies (no, duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;i will use her clarinet as a dildo XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;being lesbian XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;give her orgasms &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;buy her a drumset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;sweet... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think the people around you will think about you?&lt;br /&gt;HORNY BASTARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;humour infused with hidden exaltation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;sloppy attitude, indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz slash mitch albom slash pablo picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U, and allswell. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people.&lt;br /&gt;1. megan&lt;br /&gt;2. alex&lt;br /&gt;3. jerry&lt;br /&gt;4. melanie&lt;br /&gt;5. bk&lt;br /&gt;6. deanne&lt;br /&gt;7. chun hong&lt;br /&gt;8. sihui&lt;br /&gt;9. meiyen&lt;br /&gt;10. hoiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is number 6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;who else? darren low :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is number 9 male or female?&lt;br /&gt;male xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If number 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;they will be called the "all singaporean rejects"&lt;br /&gt;oh crap, why did i say that? lol oh well :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is number 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;korean, i guess. or something to pull her grades up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kind of band does number 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;dunno. taiwanese pop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Does number 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh. the photogenic brother :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Will you woo no. 3?&lt;br /&gt;no, even if i was gay. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How about number 7?&lt;br /&gt;EN-OH. NO. that's just plain digusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is the surname of number 5?&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the hobby of number 10?&lt;br /&gt;DRAWING POKEMON PORN! YES, I KNOW U GET TURNED ON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Does number 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where is number 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;DUNMAN SECONDARY SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Talk something casually about number one&lt;br /&gt;this mofo likes my ipod touch. and she likes womaniser by britney spears :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where does number 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;PAH SEH REES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What colour does number 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;pink. is it just plain stereotyping or all girls love pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are number 5 and number 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;CZ pals :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Does number 1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;me! duh no :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Is number 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;ABSOLUTELY. HE'S HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What is number 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;texting her bf, i guess :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-8999459693750139177?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/8999459693750139177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=8999459693750139177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8999459693750139177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/8999459693750139177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/10/des-autres-examinent.html' title='des autres examinent'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-7577067408490447169</id><published>2008-10-27T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:40:25.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fred</title><content type='html'>check this guy out&lt;br /&gt;he's so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9MA0eW8yyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9MA0eW8yyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nEqwKNNQBwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does he do that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-7577067408490447169?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-1997572771848487223</id><published>2008-10-27T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T06:19:59.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-76YN4hJJwg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-76YN4hJJwg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with the hamsters :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-1997572771848487223?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/1997572771848487223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=1997572771848487223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1997572771848487223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/1997572771848487223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/10/hsm3.html' title='HSM3'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-9072642480737595555</id><published>2008-10-22T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:59:42.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100Q survey</title><content type='html'>01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;reading mitch albom books :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;no, both dick and cell phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;waiting for recess to come? lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;after reading "for one more day". nah, i'm just kidding, i dun cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;yes, u make your own destiny... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;friends and wenshee, and some free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;neither. walk in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;bolster for the extra fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;dun want. later i get diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;who would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;condom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;wall-e was the last i could remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;improvement in my grades, regardless of pass or fail. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"why did u call me? :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;i'm yours by jason mraz. its in my head forever, i can't seem to get it out! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;one punch, gay, quan, quan quan, quaney. plenty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;"I miss you! Irma is my association! :-D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;yep, my 2 best friends turned out on me. sure, i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;wongmeiyen and joelynnlim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream out of a can?&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;chun hong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;the woman on the maliyisi commercial which bought the 9.30pm news clock, which i went under lame torment of watching it while waiting for news to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;paulheng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;moy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;no. say no to drugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;light green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;would u get your billion dollars if u got hanged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying : talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;talk is cheap, if u have free 100 outgoing minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;mum. no la, duh. me. who? paris hilton ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;hope not. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;yes. and i watch okto and count the number of words in a newspaper article. now tell me if i have a life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt die?&lt;br /&gt;dream about it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;listen to the 2nd one and u'll know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;my mom... wait. she was the one who stopped the dream. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, less emo. and not-so attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;kimiwa tomodachi by ken hirai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;open? is this a rhethorical question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;yep. "treat others the way you want to be treated", by some fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;yes. paris hilton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;trumpet. and other forbidden ones. :P and who can't play piano. simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;kachiaoing chun hong. and i did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;watching videos. its not porn, if thats what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;happy? i'm sizzling! haha... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;lucky by jason mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;no. she knows i love her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;noel and jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;chinese, singlish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;YOUTUBE! AND FUNNYORDIE.COM! U CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT'EM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;Jordan. its an inside joke. haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;school. band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;friendl, but hurting me would only get yourself hurt even more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;a good doctor, so i won't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;quiz and litening to music and eating papaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;chongzheng primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;black with strong stripes of green and blue. very sony ericsson. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;happy. but cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;sex. no la, studying for grades that would seem to never come and have fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go on msn today. no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;my mum. her sweat and blood built me to be what i am today. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;i think i yawned my youth out. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;9.31pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do u think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;a guy with great taste for hair! lol... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;i haven't dye my hair yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;cos a no-life sent to this no-life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;draw my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;70? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;her and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;i will explore places i have never been before. beautiful places. the vagina. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;no, so i believe unicorns exist too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;being together with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;boutiful As, no Cs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;an orgasm? erm, and knowing that the person u love loves u back in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;no. its just me. i'm hot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;not getting what u earned for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;absolutely! even acquiantences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;born to people who believed in science.&lt;br /&gt;raised by people who believes in science.&lt;br /&gt;a person who believes in science.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;wenshee, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;dick. without it, everyone would just be full-bladdered and plain cranky. :D&lt;br /&gt;but she is important too... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;rage. and tears. but i dun wanna get into any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;not being in track and field in primary school. and not working harder for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;more determined to make people care for me. or care more for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;hurray! on to pure studying for o-levels! u are so out of my life~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;RELIEVED! I AM DONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-9072642480737595555?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/9072642480737595555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=9072642480737595555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/9072642480737595555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/9072642480737595555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/10/100q-survey.html' title='100Q survey'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2766728327539340375</id><published>2008-10-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T06:54:43.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swissotel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SP3b6CLEX4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3AgeZrYG9Pk/s1600-h/makeup"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259601729900797826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SP3b6CLEX4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3AgeZrYG9Pk/s320/makeup" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes, i know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm wearing makeup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm sorry pauline, for the picture ransom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this was what happened to me when u lose a taiti game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;top left: pauline. boobs on right cheek. penis on the left. smile on nose. ugly eyebrows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;top right: rebecca. forehead. unibrow. naruto character scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottom: yuquan, unibrow. penis on nose, blossomed by lipstick. tic-tac-toe mark on right cheek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3-o'clock-gambling really brings out to worst of u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like slow reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that's just part of the 2 day 1 night stay at swissotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had two balconies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in-room dining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;internet connection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ps2 games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;psp games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the whole of singapore's scenery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;used to be for f1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lots more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, gawk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GAWK GAWK GAWK with envy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bet we had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-2766728327539340375?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/feeds/2766728327539340375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1637967344814725025&amp;postID=2766728327539340375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2766728327539340375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1637967344814725025/posts/default/2766728327539340375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quantities.blogspot.com/2008/10/swissotel.html' title='swissotel'/><author><name>Quaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05951289714874667810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SP3b6CLEX4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/3AgeZrYG9Pk/s72-c/makeup' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-3951144186235518348</id><published>2008-10-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:44:11.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cliques</title><content type='html'>there many things that u can deny about what i say&lt;br /&gt;its alright&lt;br /&gt;but u cannot deny this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found that u have contradicted yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. you said "best friend"&lt;br /&gt;contradiction: i thought your best friends are supposed to be in the clique, then why am i the one designing the shirt and not wearing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you ask me to design something JUST FOR jerry&lt;br /&gt;contradiction: the shirts are for the entire clique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. why so friendly?&lt;br /&gt;contradiction: friendly for shirts, yep, thats what u call a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard this before, kinda like after i did some favour or gave u some present&lt;br /&gt;and u'll say "yuquan, u rock man!"&lt;br /&gt;ya, i rock man. cause my heart is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M NOT HAVING ANY ISSUES WITH THE CLIQUE&lt;br /&gt;i like the people in your clique&lt;br /&gt;its just the way u say things that are so degrading towards the other person&lt;br /&gt;pissed is not the word&lt;br /&gt;i think sad is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1637967344814725025-3951144186235518348?l=quantities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__sZq57qeDdg/SwjYZQl7SvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-7U2ZXeIrO0/S220/nosmokin.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1637967344814725025.post-2408243235491483999</id><published>2008-10-20T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T06:36:26.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>Whats your full name?THEngyuquan&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your first name? idunhaveafirstname. but there was once where i was christianed roy for my first few days... :D&lt;br /&gt;How long have you liked the person you currently like? 2 months and 1 week&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed anyone in the last 48 hours? ya. my english paper.&lt;br /&gt;Did you cry today? no.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing this morning at 8am? playing games with paul. and something else.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing an hour ago? watching amazing race asia 3!&lt;br /&gt;What are you currently doing? erm... watching 舞林大道&lt;br /&gt;Who last texted you a msg? wenshee, jerry and jasmine chua at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Have you told anybody that you love them today? them as in wenshee, ya. :D&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone now? my sis. its been ages since i saw her. :P&lt;br /&gt;Any plans for tomorrow? band.&lt;br /&gt;What was the reason behind the last time you cried? the power of mitch albom's books&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you want to be with now? alex. nice banana book u have there :D&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed anyone who's name starts with C ? nearly. second initial's H.&lt;br /&gt;Name someone who make you smiles today, how? noel. for making me feel better after what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Name a friend who's name starts with 'Z': is zzzzzzzz counted?&lt;br /&gt;Which of your friend stays closest to you? noel&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to call or to text? call saves money. call it is! lol! :D&lt;br /&gt;Was yesterday better than today? definately. there was chalet and alex's birthday party. :D&lt;br /&gt;Can you live a day without tv and your phone? live a day? i wished for the day to come!&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad about anything now? yarh! i lost (不见) my winnings after blackjack.&lt;br /&gt; Do you ever think that relationships really worth it? serious relationships are worth it. like the one i'm having :D&lt;br /&gt;When is your last and second last hug? during the results of nemation top 20 and noel's gay shit. i'm deprived of hugs ok?&lt;br /&gt;What does the last text msg in your inbox says? "Its okay... :) i bought the paper, so i pass it to you tomorrow. Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about your life now? facing reality and singapore's competitiveness. being a teen in an adult world.&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate anyone? yarh.&lt;br /&gt;Last person you called? wenshee&lt;br /&gt;Who usually sent you the most texts in a month? needless to say. wenshee :D&lt;br /&gt;Is your room messy now? ask my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Who will be mad if your room is messy? mom. bleh. :D&lt;br /&gt;Your shortest relationship? hk.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you look like? zac efron. yes i do! notice the resemblance. :D&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people to do this survey! 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