<?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-34064257</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:29:47.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raspberrytarts</title><subtitle type='html'>Smile and the world smiles with you. Laugh and they'll all think your on drugs. :D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>833</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1904237626368760733</id><published>2011-07-11T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:19:24.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't understand</title><content type='html'>People around me have been urging me to get a driving license. My answer to them is always "why take it when I don't need it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand the need for a driving license at what, 19 years of age? I don't need to drive, Singapore is so small that I can get from the East to the West in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of me repeating my reasons why I'm still not driving, I've listed out some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Driving is uneconomical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666699;"&gt;Driving may be free but petrol, road tax, COE, insurance, driving license, parking and not to mention monthly car installments don't come cheap. Especially with the rising petrol fuel, I'd rather pay lesser to take a cab and be chauffeured. In the short and long run, taking taxi is cheaper than driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You'll get taken advantage of by uncaring, selfish people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666699;"&gt;I know of people who date men who drives because they're convenient, and also people who go "oh you have a car, can I longbang?" Like seriously, God didn't give you limbs for nothing. Unless there are really compelling reasons (or it is on the way) why he should let you board his/her car, don't so 不要脸 to ask the driver to chauffeur you. After all, you weren't the one paying for their license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I'd rather spend my time and youth on something more exotic and interesting, like handling a powered pleasure craft or open water diving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666699;"&gt;Like hello, take advantage of your youth and not wait till you're old, weak and debilitated to go diving. Plus how often do you get to do activities like diving? Driving lessons can be taken at any time of the year, but not diving/sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it, I bet you want a driving license just because you will look cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the next person that comes asking "why don't you get a driving license," I'm just going to either ignore him/her, or reward her with a neat little verbal lashing. If you're guilty, then boo go away you whore and shame on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1904237626368760733?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1904237626368760733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1904237626368760733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1904237626368760733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1904237626368760733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-understand.html' title='Don&apos;t understand'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4798791936931802004</id><published>2011-02-25T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:29:37.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 deadly words used by a woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1. Fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Five minutes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she's getting dressed, this means half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five minutes to watch that soccer match before helping around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the calm before the storm. This means something and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with 'nothing' usually ends with 'fine'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Go ahead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a dare, not a permission! Don't. Do. It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Loud sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. That's okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Thanks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is thanking you, do not question or faint. Just say "you're welcomed". (This is true unless she says "thanks a lot" - this is pure sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. Do NOT "you're welcomed", it will only bring on "whatever".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a woman's way of saying F!#%@ You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Don't worry about it, I've got it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in the man asking "what's wrong?". For the woman's response, refer to #3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, you've been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4798791936931802004?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4798791936931802004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4798791936931802004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4798791936931802004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4798791936931802004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2011/02/9-deadly-words-used-by-woman.html' title='9 deadly words used by a woman'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3824380530494606357</id><published>2010-06-14T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:24:25.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been wondering why I haven't been posting over here at Blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primarily is because I have another private blog. It's way too noisy over here at Blogger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can stop guessing what is my web adress because you'll never be able to guess it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fret not, I'll be alternating between both. So, stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I cannot promise you that I'll be posting frequently here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3824380530494606357?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3824380530494606357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3824380530494606357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3824380530494606357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3824380530494606357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-wondering-why-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3912272393980593702</id><published>2010-01-28T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:21:59.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I groped this hilarious piece of information from &lt;a href="http://happening-s.blogspot.com/"&gt;AO's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Men are like Laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you.&lt;br /&gt;02. Men are like Bananas. The older they get, the less firm they are..&lt;br /&gt;03. Men are like Weather. Nothing can be done to change them.&lt;br /&gt;04. Men are like Handbags. You need One, but you’re not quite sure why.&lt;br /&gt;05. Men are like Chocolate Bars.. Sweet, smooth, &amp;amp; they usually head right for your hips.&lt;br /&gt;06. Men are like Commercials. You can’t believe a word they say.&lt;br /&gt;07. Men are like Department Stores. Their clothes are always 1/2 off!&lt;br /&gt;08. Men are like Government Bonds. They take soooooooo long to mature.&lt;br /&gt;09. Men are like Mascara. They usually run at the first sign of emotion.&lt;br /&gt;10. Men are like Popcorn. They satisfy you, but only for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;11. Men are like Snowstorms. You never know when they’re coming, how many inches you’ll get or how long it will last.&lt;br /&gt;12. Men are like Lava Lamps. Fun to look at, but not very bright.&lt;br /&gt;13. Men are like Parking Spots. All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still love mine. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3912272393980593702?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3912272393980593702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3912272393980593702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3912272393980593702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3912272393980593702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-groped-this-hilarious-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6765591004729980175</id><published>2010-01-28T23:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T23:15:10.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's a quick one before I go off to load my songs into Jeanne's thumbdrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://butterscones.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/p_480_319_ff08d430-c432-449b-a2a1-e7d89d3bbbe2.jpeg" alt="" width="199" height="300" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a box of box of chocolates. You'll never know what you'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sure enough, I got a pretty huge pile of crap from my neighbour and his puerile girlfriend. Like seriously, how childish can she get? She ought to grow up and stop being such a pain in the ass, or rather my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, an understanding girlfriend is much preferred. You'll reap understanding by putting in comprise. That's the equation of love (or at least what I think it is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously cannot believe at the petty and trivial things they argue over and about. Like seriously. I mean, I can understand that she suck badly in her command of he English language. But I was seriously taken aback by her response. She's just being a grudging petty woman. If she has so much time to spare, why not go read some books to brush up on her language skills instead of being so skeptical and reading too much into every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, my advice Clement, is that you sit down and have a heart to heart talk with her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, whatever. I'm in no position to do anything anyway. So stop poking your nose in the couple's business Carlene Yeo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, I love my boyf. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://butterscones.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/p_480_320_419152a7-f80f-4d30-a5f6-fe03d42a3596.jpeg" alt="" width="200" height="300" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-364" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't say things I don't mean. Okay fine, except that I don't mean half the stuff I blurt when I'm angry at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6765591004729980175?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6765591004729980175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6765591004729980175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6765591004729980175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6765591004729980175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/heres-quick-one-before-i-go-off-to-load.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1294704061686028640</id><published>2010-01-24T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:19:28.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging at Blogger is sooooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger, too noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1294704061686028640?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1294704061686028640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1294704061686028640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1294704061686028640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1294704061686028640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/blogging-at-blogger-is-sooooo-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2452726808722827050</id><published>2010-01-24T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:43:10.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ehem, sorry for the profanity laced post earlier. I was simply to enraged to think properly, considering that I'm an animal lover myself too. How can such people even exist? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has lost her humanity. Hell still has space for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2452726808722827050?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2452726808722827050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2452726808722827050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2452726808722827050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2452726808722827050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/ehem-sorry-for-profanity-laced-post.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1638910656038941068</id><published>2010-01-24T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:18:37.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: profanity heavy content</title><content type='html'>Recently, there's this video circulating around on Facebook and the web. The China (_|_) lady in the video was captured on tape, repeated stepping on a poor defenseless kitten with her high heels till the kitten was tortured to death. The kitten was mutilated and died of a really gruesome death (I even saw it's eyeball la!). The China (_|_) lady didn't let the kitten off even though it was dead. She was even stepping on the kitten's eyeball (she gorged it out with her fucking high heels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The China (_|_) lady justified her cannibalistic actions by saying that she was depressed due to a failed marriage. She and the video producer had apologised, but they were never punished accordingly because there was no law in China against animal cruelty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't they heard of this saying &lt;strong&gt;what comes round goes round&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Cheena.&lt;br /&gt;_|_ _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get run over by trucks over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She should be flogged, skinned alive and have salt and honey poured on her bloody raw wound, so that it attracts ants and bugs and her eyeballs gorged out and stepped on. Maybe have her body mutilated too, like how she did it to the poor kitten. I would like to take a rolling pin and force it into her eye sockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe in Karma. She'll probably reincarnate into a kitten her next life and get tortured the same way how she did it to the poor kitten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the kitten soul in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;And my anger is still not appeased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go take a look at the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=260825766533&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Facebook group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1638910656038941068?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1638910656038941068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1638910656038941068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1638910656038941068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1638910656038941068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/warning-profanity-heavy-content.html' title='Warning: profanity heavy content'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2296428742412596593</id><published>2010-01-21T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:35:31.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ehem, HELLO!!!! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Carlene's Bunny here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here to make a statement: and i made it! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta hop! Sayonara! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was posted when Carlene Yeo was fast asleep on her bunny's lap, so romantic!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honto-ni Kawaii Carlene!!! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2296428742412596593?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2296428742412596593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2296428742412596593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2296428742412596593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2296428742412596593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/ehem-hello-carlenes-bunny-here-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3861027853743614586</id><published>2010-01-18T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:01:16.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have this sudden urge to take back the words I've said, go back to the past and make decisions all over again. I promise I won't screw things up this time round, cause I'll definitely choose Poly life, even if it means to give up all I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember telling YY that I want to go back down to J1. I was thinking of either that or withdraw to go poly. I don't like the current rut I'm trapped in now. It makes me feel as if I'm suffocating. But XJ did make one very important point: suffer one more year, and get a year of freedom in exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already made it so far. I don't want to disappoint anyone, especially my father. I could still remember that look he had on his face when I told him I appealed out of JC last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Although I would hate to give you up, but if I had to, I would do it. Cause life's a bitch and you can never have a win-win situation. There's always one party that loses out. I'll never forsake my freedom for anything in this world, even if it means you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I was never a bird in the big lonely cage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3861027853743614586?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3861027853743614586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3861027853743614586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3861027853743614586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3861027853743614586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-have-this-sudden-urge-to-take-back.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7373249011542025338</id><published>2010-01-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:43:04.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I don't say 'Goodbye' before I hang up the phone, that means that I'm mad at you and you should probably steer clear from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7373249011542025338?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7373249011542025338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7373249011542025338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7373249011542025338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7373249011542025338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-dont-say-goodbye-before-i-hang-up.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7023918439942930933</id><published>2010-01-17T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:16:12.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized that my tolerance level for indecisive people had significantly decreased. I mean, I was never patient with indecisive people in the first place. If they can't make up their mind, then fcuking toss a coin to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I was never a patient woman in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please get all whinny, crying, noisy babies/toddles out of my way, unless you want me to reward them with '5 bucks' each on their cheeks. I mean, if they're quiet and docile, I don't mind having them around, but if they wail, please no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7023918439942930933?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7023918439942930933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7023918439942930933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7023918439942930933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7023918439942930933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-realized-that-my-tolerance-level-for.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7120361805404470792</id><published>2010-01-17T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:13:07.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can finally connect to what Jeanne had said. I'll never ask anyone to help me finish my work. N.E.V.E.R. Even if it's finishing the work through copying answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing next week's a busy week. I guarantee you won't be hearing from me for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a petty bitch, so what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7120361805404470792?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7120361805404470792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7120361805404470792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7120361805404470792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7120361805404470792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-can-finally-connect-to-what-jeanne.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6304899611755000841</id><published>2010-01-16T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T05:00:01.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in response to the tags</title><content type='html'>Dear Jeanne and Yanyi! I'm not gonna privatize my blog cause it'll be very difficult for you guys to read! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HaM-GEpuI/AAAAAAAACjU/FvM0UrQf0nc/s400/killing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427358942319912674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! Maybe I should try that. LOL! Steer clear of Carlene Yeo when she's in a bad mood! And if you happen to be around when she's taking a deep breath, you know your fate is pretty much sealed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say&lt;blockquote&gt;Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned&lt;/blockquote&gt;True or not, it's for you to find out! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6304899611755000841?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6304899611755000841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6304899611755000841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6304899611755000841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6304899611755000841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-response-to-tags.html' title='in response to the tags'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HaM-GEpuI/AAAAAAAACjU/FvM0UrQf0nc/s72-c/killing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3107286883730280438</id><published>2010-01-16T21:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:23:07.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than words</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" height="165" width="240" style="width:240px;height:165px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=41456323&amp;path=2010/01/16&amp;mycolor=111111&amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=240&amp;oh=165"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I promised my blog that I'll dedicate one entire post to my beloved boyf. Aloysius. So after like months of procrastination, here it is. It's gonna be a picture-laden one cause as the saying goes...&lt;blockquote&gt;A picture paints a thousand words&lt;/blockquote&gt; I have like 15 pictures here, so it should approximately be equals to a 15000 word essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is. My first dedicated post to him in the year 2010. You'll have to read the remaining post with the music though cause I think the music's like exactly the audio replica of what you're gonna read. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAKYcmu4I/AAAAAAAACjE/yWOqtsB4ouA/s320/Aloysius+(14).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330310551812994" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAJofYdyI/AAAAAAAACi0/92Tb8idE5Mc/s320/Aloysius+(12).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330297678559010" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G_6aL2lGI/AAAAAAAACiM/6hZaxROflS8/s320/Aloysius+(7).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 86px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330036140512354" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G_5zEtmvI/AAAAAAAACiE/vkpv28ehZsI/s320/Aloysius+(6).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330025641581298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G-CAr_TOI/AAAAAAAAChs/P8ZSQfg3JbM/s320/Aloysius+(4).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327967711677666" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G-Cz00F8I/AAAAAAAACh8/4lkGNCGTeSc/s320/Aloysius+(2).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327981438900162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G-Bq-7pmI/AAAAAAAAChk/K5KWElKJhtI/s320/Aloysius+(3).png" style="width: 320px; height: 284px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327961885550178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G-BLav93I/AAAAAAAAChc/qq-dyyCvIaw/s320/Aloysius+(1).png" style="width: 320px; height: 140px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327953412290418" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G_7P8k_PI/AAAAAAAACik/Lf75ABHzIDE/s320/Aloysius+(10).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330050571959538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAKpeL_MI/AAAAAAAACjM/Qxt0jqPRHqQ/s320/Aloysius+(15).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330315121851586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G-CbRNCuI/AAAAAAAACh0/AvlU6wypAnA/s320/Aloysius+(5).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427327974847089378" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G_6rJGiRI/AAAAAAAACiU/UtFQF0P0Dlk/s320/Aloysius+(8).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330040692377874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1G_63mg-JI/AAAAAAAACic/QQg7k1eSvyI/s320/Aloysius+(9).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 307px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330044036970642" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAJRHz7VI/AAAAAAAACis/-OxYUCNslnc/s320/Aloysius+(11).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330291405679954" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAKKQKOeI/AAAAAAAACi8/vhslFhrcX14/s320/Aloysius+(13).jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427330306741516770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34064257-3107286883730280438?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3107286883730280438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3107286883730280438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3107286883730280438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3107286883730280438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-remember-i-promised-my-blog-that-ill.html' title='more than words'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S1HAKYcmu4I/AAAAAAAACjE/yWOqtsB4ouA/s72-c/Aloysius+(14).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5536140659972439762</id><published>2010-01-10T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:34:29.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My loveS of my life</title><content type='html'>Had an awesome day out with Mrs Shirley and Uncle John yesterday. We went for church service in Woodlands. I'm thinking of going for next week's, provided I don't have alot of homework! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to meet Aloysius darling (haha) and we had lunch together (with my dad around too ^^). So daddy drove us to his office and we stayed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meddling with my dad's new Lenovo ideapad yesterday when I took this shot. It's his wallpaper btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Lenovo damn cool la! I should have taken a picture of it. I accidentally pressed a button and the lappie told me to press the "Lenovo button". I was frantically searching for it like a &lt;strike&gt;computer idiot&lt;/strike&gt; (no one likes to be called an idiot) technology dummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was fiddling with his lappie, I might as well camwhore with his -insert number- megapixel webcam. Surprisingly, it takes really good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8yN0M9nI/AAAAAAAAChE/g93P_e6WVBE/s1600-h/P1001100717171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425074797032568434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8yN0M9nI/AAAAAAAAChE/g93P_e6WVBE/s320/P1001100717171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! I look damn spastic in this picture =.= I set it as my dad's wallpaper so that he'll like see me everyday, in the morning, during work, and even after work! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... here I am, proudly presenting you the two men who made the MOST impact in my life. They are also the two men whom I love the most. Actually, only the first one la! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8yeq0exI/AAAAAAAAChM/jqopmd9xx-4/s1600-h/P1001100744089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425074801556618002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8yeq0exI/AAAAAAAAChM/jqopmd9xx-4/s320/P1001100744089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beloved Father. I usually call him daddy. I mean, it sounds more endearing lor! He's like the best man in the whole entire universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8ygycB7I/AAAAAAAAChU/wnb_OtABZEM/s1600-h/P1001101137471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425074802125440946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8ygycB7I/AAAAAAAAChU/wnb_OtABZEM/s320/P1001101137471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... tada! My darling boyfriend! (: Maybe I might end up marrying him some day, maybe I won't. Only time will tell. But I'm sure gonna miss him so much because I won't be seeing him everyday anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, look at my eye bags. I seriously need to sleep it off. But with those piles of homework the teachers are giving, it seems that it'll never happen. Eek, either I sleep it off, or I'll learn to love my eyebags. It seems the latter is easier to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need go finish those stack of homework. Okay bai tyvm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-5536140659972439762?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5536140659972439762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5536140659972439762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5536140659972439762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5536140659972439762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-loves-of-my-life.html' title='My loveS of my life'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/S0m8yN0M9nI/AAAAAAAAChE/g93P_e6WVBE/s72-c/P1001100717171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3823958615438773438</id><published>2010-01-08T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:12:55.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I just got MARRIED on facebook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yay! Carlene got married to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://winterr-wonderrlandd.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Yanyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah! YY &lt;3 Car and Car &lt;3 YY too! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3823958615438773438?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3823958615438773438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3823958615438773438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3823958615438773438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3823958615438773438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-got-married-on-facebook-xd-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2870826189364541258</id><published>2010-01-07T04:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T04:53:39.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do things for you I wouldn't do for anyone else and you don't even realise it. Even if you do, you simply shrugged it off and forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2870826189364541258?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2870826189364541258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2870826189364541258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2870826189364541258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2870826189364541258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-do-things-for-you-i-wouldnt-do-for.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4334613544861604206</id><published>2010-01-06T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:58:04.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was surfing random sites and I realised one thing. I'm a hateful, spiteful and stupid bitch. You'd better hate me or else I'll hate myself. Go on, hate me. It makes me feel better. I'm having second thought about keeping my blog. I really feel like deleting it at times. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Many a time, I always wonder why was I chosen. I always thought I was condemned to eternal spinsterhood. I was even prepared for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4334613544861604206?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4334613544861604206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4334613544861604206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4334613544861604206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4334613544861604206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-surfing-random-sites-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6159707292573407099</id><published>2010-01-06T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:45:07.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Action speaks volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how you feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6159707292573407099?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6159707292573407099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6159707292573407099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6159707292573407099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6159707292573407099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/action-speaks-volume.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3856176541285953638</id><published>2010-01-05T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:13:00.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo! I finished shopping for the girls' gifts. All 5 of theirs. Phew, I can't believe I'm saying this, but shopping for gifts is no easy task.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha, hope you girls would like your gift. Although they're not very expensive, but I made sure that each of yours is different. Ehem, next time when I'm like damn rich, I'll get better ones (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what? 2009 was the year I got the most number of birthday gifts. So to thank those that bought me gifts, I bought them gifts too. Oh Freddy! Yours will come in May! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love shopping with Jeanne! Hahahahaha! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3856176541285953638?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3856176541285953638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3856176541285953638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3856176541285953638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3856176541285953638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo-i-finished-shopping-for-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6706482265071373497</id><published>2010-01-05T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:29:02.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should I call Sherlyn Mrs Roru or Mrs Ong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6706482265071373497?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6706482265071373497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6706482265071373497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6706482265071373497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6706482265071373497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-i-call-sherlyn-mrs-roru-or-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-454260187350462880</id><published>2010-01-05T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:54:22.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I AM GONNA BE 2800 BUCKS RICHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF! WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only for a couple of hours only la =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't bother robbing me, cause you won't be able to use the money anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-454260187350462880?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/454260187350462880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=454260187350462880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/454260187350462880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/454260187350462880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-gonna-be-2800-bucks-richer.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6474132862591905108</id><published>2010-01-05T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:48:55.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gifts</title><content type='html'>I miss the girls :/ Haven't seen them for ages (most of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and and and and and and and and and and and and and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have something for each of them! Hahahahha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me Santarina!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6474132862591905108?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6474132862591905108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6474132862591905108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6474132862591905108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6474132862591905108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/gifts.html' title='gifts'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1348285500752528826</id><published>2010-01-05T01:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T01:46:54.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animania</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Worst excuse for not turning in homework: I couldn't find anyone to copy it from.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm so gonna die laaaaaaaaaaaa&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;Heh, but I wanna watch anime first XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1348285500752528826?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1348285500752528826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1348285500752528826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1348285500752528826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1348285500752528826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/worst-excuse-for-not-turning-in.html' title='animania'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3649977587180282215</id><published>2010-01-04T18:42:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:30:13.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" height="165" width="240" style="width:240px;height:165px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=40278013&amp;path=2010/01/04&amp;mycolor=111111&amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=240&amp;oh=165"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time sure flies! It's already the last week of holidays. I haven't enjoyed myself thoroughly yet, not to mention those holiday assignments piled on my desk. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, is that dust I see covering the stack of papers? =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday. -Don Marquis&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been actively keeping up with yesterday. Yea so shut up, I'm here blogging already. You know, I should really like, be sitting at my desk, finishing all those junkies instead of typing my nonsensical thoughts here. Like seriously, I might get my arse screwed when school reopens if I don't finish it by then :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like secretly using my bro's laptop to blog cause my laptop's so far away. It's in the next room. I know he'll probaby karate chop me if he sees me on his lappie. *cross fingers and pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go shopping. My hands are itchy and I have nothing better to do at home. I wanna go watch movie. I wanna buy that red boomzy wallet. I wanna buy more flats. I want more heels. I want more clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many wants, but limited resources. =.= Ji dan chao ya dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! My bro is back! I'll go ask him to help me cut out those remaining newspaper articles. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cheerios! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ I haven't seen my bunny for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Although Carlene Yeo is attached, she still likes to ogle at hot guys. Preferably topless hot dudes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S Okay, he must be good-looking, cute, hot and TOPLESS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S I know I sound damn desperate or something like that. Don't get me mistaken. Ogling is just a favorite past-time of mine. Hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3649977587180282215?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3649977587180282215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3649977587180282215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3649977587180282215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3649977587180282215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-sure-flies-its-already-last-week.html' title='drats!'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3737664936326201077</id><published>2010-01-02T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T18:39:27.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slurp slurp</title><content type='html'>I woke up super late today, like around 3pm. My parents and bro left the house for Chinatown when I just woke up and was about to take breakfast... er lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they left first and I met up with them after that. We were walking along some street when I spotted this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422157509427241906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9fhumgo7I/AAAAAAAACgs/MQlTeMj11C0/s320/22638_272305439907_608074907_4623871_527509_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signboard says "bunnies, freshly baked". LOOL! I couldn't stop laughing when I saw this! But I would prefer "bunnies, freshly roasted"! I know Aloy's so gonna kill me when he sees this la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We idle around Chinatown and Geylang. So my dad brought us to some place in Geylang (no, it's not what you're thinking) to eat durians. I know you must be drooling in front of the computer screen right now. So to make things even more unbearable for you, I'm gonna post a picture of the lovely durians! Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422157515528725266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9fiFVN4xI/AAAAAAAACg0/Vayk_ufbkTo/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda regretted eating those lovely durians, cause I know I'm so gonna get more ulcers. But who cares, we should eat first, and talk later! Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been going out early and coming back late in the night. Even my dad who's constantly not in Singapore noticed that T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a gathering on the 27th December at &lt;strike&gt;Ms.&lt;/strike&gt; Mrs. Shirley and Uncle John's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with these sweeties and a couple of other good friends. Dang, these gatherings do a great deal at welling up my emotions. I kinda miss all of them. Afterall, we've weathered through thick and thin for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422160959808316786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9iqkRdpXI/AAAAAAAACg8/FgICyGqIkjE/s320/21579_222771244498_703574498_3195203_2238301_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422157490041675074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9fgmYoXUI/AAAAAAAACgc/MTZs63yXpis/s320/21579_222771254498_703574498_3195204_1951376_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422157499996624354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9fhLeE1eI/AAAAAAAACgk/isziQmykzEc/s320/21579_222771294498_703574498_3195208_4791162_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I'm going off to watch teevee. Bai&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/34064257-3737664936326201077?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3737664936326201077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3737664936326201077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3737664936326201077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3737664936326201077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-woke-up-super-late-today-like-around.html' title='slurp slurp'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sz9fhumgo7I/AAAAAAAACgs/MQlTeMj11C0/s72-c/22638_272305439907_608074907_4623871_527509_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7931284385176810232</id><published>2010-01-02T03:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:06:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've crossed the line, idiot!</title><content type='html'>Like seriously, some people just don't know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the poor girl do to deserve such defamatory remarks? What? Just because you don't like her, or because she's not as vain as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you even have the cheek to say you're vain. Puh-lease, don't taint the word. I'll advise you to go learn how to take nicer pictures. Either that, or go photoshop those pimples out from the pictures. Don't disgust your readers with those gory pictures of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I would advise you to use Bio-essence sunscreen moisturizing cream to prevent your skin from &lt;strong&gt;tanning&lt;/strong&gt; even further. Fret not, it works (cause I'm using that myself too) and it's suitable for people with acne prone skin. With all those free-radicals, you'll either age earlier, or die of skin cancer, cause by those harmful UV rays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if that still doesn't work, you can consider the White Ultimate Whitening and All Spots Fading cream. That'll prevent you from tanning for sure! Not only does it whitens your skin, it'll also whitens your heart too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? I'm being concerned for him okay. You should always learn to treat even your enemies with compassion and love. I got that from Tuesdays with Morrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, why am I wasting my time here writing about him? I can't believe I'm playing his childish game. Grow up sucker, and get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ta, I'm off to watch In Her Shoes on channel 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7931284385176810232?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7931284385176810232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7931284385176810232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7931284385176810232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7931284385176810232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/like-seriously-some-people-just-dont.html' title='you&apos;ve crossed the line, idiot!'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1795785945826314371</id><published>2010-01-02T03:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:17:44.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sherlyn! Your new beau damn funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherlyn has a new suitor! Aloy told me that he thinks every tall girl he sees with him is Carlene. That's why he mistook Jeanne for me! LOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet this funny guy who could be potentially our brother-in-law! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1795785945826314371?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1795785945826314371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1795785945826314371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1795785945826314371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1795785945826314371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/sherlyn-your-new-beau-damn-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7693264626700263642</id><published>2010-01-02T01:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:15:21.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of the year</title><content type='html'>It's a new year! New year resolution? Sorry, but I won't be posting any too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jeanne ar! You have one stalker here! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Sherlyn, is it me or is it that I smell love all around you? So when are we getting our brother-in-law?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just caught Bodyguards and Assasins. It was awesome, jam packed with great kungfu moves and soul stirring lines. I would put a third thumb up if I had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you should do some lil homework before watching it. It might help to have some background knowledge about the 1911 revolution to make out what the movie is about. But overall, the action, setting and storyline is worth sitting through the 2 hours and 15 minutes movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching Lord of the Ring: the return of the king on channel 5. I can't seem to get enough of it, just like The Phantom of the Opera and Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna catch a movie! But I need to get pocket money first. Heh, I'm almost out of cash :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm getting bored of Facebook already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7693264626700263642?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7693264626700263642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7693264626700263642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7693264626700263642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7693264626700263642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year-new-resolution-sorry-but-i.html' title='First post of the year'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2998779835550422816</id><published>2009-12-30T03:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T03:39:53.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampered tastebuds</title><content type='html'>Guess what? I just had abalone for supper. One fat fishy-smelling abalone (not the vegetarian one but the real thing) on my own, speared on my fork (like how you spear fishes) for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can life get any more ridiculous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I was thinking when am I gonna get bird nest soup for breakfast. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't trash me after reading this. And no, I'm not some pampered brat. It's just that I happened to be around when my mother dug out one of the twelve cans from the cupboard. My dad suggested that we open it up to try it. And that's how I ended up with my supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, you will not habour any thoughts about breaking into my house to steal those lovelies, cause you'll probably end up spending the new year in detention center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie treat/ KBox with the sweeties later! Can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get enough of my bunny. He never fails to make me happy (and of course pissed off at times too).&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2998779835550422816?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2998779835550422816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2998779835550422816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2998779835550422816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2998779835550422816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-what-i-just-had-abalone-for.html' title='Pampered tastebuds'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7870243334553098401</id><published>2009-12-25T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T02:30:47.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>Merry christmas earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Christmas is the worst one ever. Some idiots just don't know how to take the initiative. I've been sitting at home the entire day watching tv, waiting for people to ask me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe I'll go watch fireworks with Gordon again next year. At least he bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7870243334553098401?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7870243334553098401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7870243334553098401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7870243334553098401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7870243334553098401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-earthlings.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8385704421848287873</id><published>2009-12-22T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:43:45.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a bitch, so what? Defaming me doesn't make you any prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face it, you're affected by me, but you're not affecting me. So shut your lips and read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8385704421848287873?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8385704421848287873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8385704421848287873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8385704421848287873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8385704421848287873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-bitch-so-what-defaming-me-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4943793798191816335</id><published>2009-12-22T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:28:46.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's raining outside right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only the rain can wash away all the unwanted blemishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be feeling gay. But why do I feel so restrained?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingweiwoyidiandoubukuaile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4943793798191816335?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4943793798191816335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4943793798191816335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4943793798191816335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4943793798191816335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-raining-outside-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8845171411263468722</id><published>2009-12-20T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:38:14.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll think of the title when there's time</title><content type='html'>Good morning earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recovered from a gastric flu. My temperature reached a peak at 39.8 yesterday night afternoon. I could barely sit up straight and hold my cup la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the headaches and queasy stomach are gone, but I'm still running a temp. Oh and guess what, I also have a sore throat and many many ulcers. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temp check: 37.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, my Iphone is finally here. Maybe I'll collect it afterwards with my mother if my temp falls back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Sayonarah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8845171411263468722?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8845171411263468722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8845171411263468722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8845171411263468722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8845171411263468722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-morning-earthlings-i-just.html' title='i&apos;ll think of the title when there&apos;s time'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-965326392259268918</id><published>2009-12-18T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:41:46.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess, my watch brand!</title><content type='html'>I seriously can't get my mind off the Alice In Wonderland planner I saw when I was out shopping with Jeanne in Cineplex. It looks ultra vintage but... I LIKE! And it looks like some collector's item la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the lovely planner costs a whopping 80 bucks. Not 80 cents or 8 dollars, but 80 BUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fret not, good shit does happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just inherited a Guess watch! Authentic Guess watch! Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I have very lousy photography skills, but the Guess watch is too pretty for me to not take a couple of snaps. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SyugT-bruZI/AAAAAAAACgU/EZm3WV5Vq_o/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416599241880222098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The watch is studded with diamond-look-alike mineral crystal! Who can resist all that blingz!?!?!?! Totally in ♥ with it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour is more true to the first picture. This is the best closed up shot I can get with the lousy camera of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SyugTlJyaAI/AAAAAAAACgM/rya0-8Ib2uo/s320/DSC01439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416599235094276098" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ta, you can continue drooling over my watch while I go watch TV!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-965326392259268918?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/965326392259268918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=965326392259268918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/965326392259268918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/965326392259268918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-seriously-cant-get-my-mind-off-alice.html' title='guess, my watch brand!'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SyugT-bruZI/AAAAAAAACgU/EZm3WV5Vq_o/s72-c/DSC01429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-59138263706068364</id><published>2009-12-17T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:21:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to blog. Afternoons are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-59138263706068364?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/59138263706068364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=59138263706068364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/59138263706068364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/59138263706068364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-know-what-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6835053135006944114</id><published>2009-12-17T17:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:13:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood reminisce</title><content type='html'>The crazy things we do in SYFC when we're with a bunch of crazy people, and making a rigid life so enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 1, before our graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/103420142669" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/103420142669" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 2, on the day of our graduation ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/231263879907" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/231263879907" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&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/34064257-6835053135006944114?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6835053135006944114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6835053135006944114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6835053135006944114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6835053135006944114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/crazy-things-we-do-in-syfc-when-were.html' title='childhood reminisce'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2005157763788154519</id><published>2009-12-16T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T02:05:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiots make the world spin even faster</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"I'm sick running nose"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, noses can run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2005157763788154519?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2005157763788154519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2005157763788154519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2005157763788154519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2005157763788154519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-sick-running-nose-yea-noses-can-run.html' title='Idiots make the world spin even faster'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7398942339307201208</id><published>2009-12-16T22:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:19:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out, Mio's coming</title><content type='html'>My home internet is seriously fucked up. It takes like forever to get my laptops connected. And it's not as if my house spans vertically. I don't know why, my bro's laptop is able to connect to the internet whereas mine can't. And you know what, my bro's room is a whoopin 30 cm away from mine. It's not as if my room is lined with lead or something like that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I'm using the Mio Plan by Singtel. Don't get it cause it sucks ttm like seriously. It broke down like 7 times this year. What the fuck, they make us pay like astronomical figures every month and we're only getting substandard stuff. Nabeh, they can all go suck balls la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Youtube is also being a bitch. Fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just cleared my wardrobe and now it looks so empty. And empty wardrobes are meant to be filled up and that means SHOPPING! Jio me, anyone heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was clearing my wardrobe, I realized that about 40% of the clothes in it are either worn only once or never worn. My mother was complaining about how much money I waste a year on clothes that I don't wear. Heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so now I have clothes to sell. Any takers? They're brand new! I have 5 dresses, 3 blouses and 3 tops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift's Fifteen, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&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/Pb-K2tXWK4w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her white dress! And why isn't she wearing any shoes!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bunny's still ill. I hope he get well real real soon because I don't like the feeling of being worried and trust me, that feeling sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7398942339307201208?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7398942339307201208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7398942339307201208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7398942339307201208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7398942339307201208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-home-internet-is-seriously-fucked-up.html' title='Look out, Mio&apos;s coming'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5454649275121265519</id><published>2009-12-16T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:19:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bothersome chores</title><content type='html'>I need to pack my wardrobe. In fact, I need to clean up my entire room!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interior of my wardrobe look as if it survived a war. I seriously need to pack it and stop messing up the clothes the very  next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-5454649275121265519?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5454649275121265519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5454649275121265519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5454649275121265519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5454649275121265519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-pack-my-wardrobe.html' title='bothersome chores'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3288245989741371538</id><published>2009-12-16T00:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:20:50.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worry has never been such a heavy word</title><content type='html'>I just sent my bunny home. I sent him to the doctor and the doc said he's down with infection of the guts by flu virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I hope he recovers soon because it'll be my turn to be missing him. But fret not, I left him my piglet plush so that it can take my place to accompany him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad left for China on a business trip again. A.G.A.I.N. He just got home like last tuesday and he's flying off again. Sigh, now who's gonna give me extra pocket money!?!? Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down to AMK hub with Jeanne yesterday to look for my shoes. Since I was over at hub, might as well order my Iphone and my mother's Samsung Jet. Cool! I'm finally getting it like after gazillion years. My dad promised me a touch-screen phone last year, but his promise was never held. And now, I'm getting it for my birthday! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents love to have late night supper. My family (excluding my maid and sister) had supper yesterday night at Geylang. We had nothing to do after supper and the night was still young. So my dad drove the vehicle intentionally around the red-light district so that we can go look at prostitutes hooking up business. I was telling my bro what a unique "learning journey" we're having! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got bored from looking at "bak kut teh" (a term used by my dad to describe prostitutes), I suggested that we go hunt for transvestites (aka "ah gua"s) and my bro said we have to travel very far, to Changi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what was my dad's comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"不错啊，你还懂阿瓜在樟宜那一带。这就可以证明我们家的儿子不是“suahgu ” 我们抱孙子就有希望了!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! Totally speechless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy my heels! BADLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Meyer's new music video. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/23zPTxMiuHA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/23zPTxMiuHA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" 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/34064257-3288245989741371538?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3288245989741371538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3288245989741371538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3288245989741371538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3288245989741371538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-just-sent-my-bunny-home.html' title='worry has never been such a heavy word'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6128996934324622385</id><published>2009-12-12T17:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:53:50.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hopes. -St. Clement of Alexandra&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6128996934324622385?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6128996934324622385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6128996934324622385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6128996934324622385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6128996934324622385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-do-not-hope-you-will-not-find.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8376672401318404254</id><published>2009-12-12T17:14:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T09:40:56.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAPLE SYRUP IS ♥</title><content type='html'>Jeanne's tag on Aloysius's tagboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jeanne to Aloysius: "GO AND DIE!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SyNgD6mHhvI/AAAAAAAACgE/t6m4jVAT9ys/s200/thumbs_up.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414276797414475506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I LIKE! Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP! MAPLE SYRUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8376672401318404254?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8376672401318404254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8376672401318404254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8376672401318404254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8376672401318404254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/jeanne-to-aloysius-go-and-die-i-like.html' title='MAPLE SYRUP IS ♥'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SyNgD6mHhvI/AAAAAAAACgE/t6m4jVAT9ys/s72-c/thumbs_up.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1743143223429932093</id><published>2009-12-12T16:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:22:36.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom... *thumbs down*</title><content type='html'>Time seemed to have slowed down.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I've been busy spending my time mapling. I wonder how I'm gonna waste my life away on this game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. My warped sense of humor often gets me into trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I've been pondering... why am I so madly smitten with my bunny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. New Moon wasn't as bad as it's prequel. Sizzling hot vamps(not literally, they're icy cold to the touch!) and fabulous bods was totally worth the wait and money! What's best was that my bro paid for my ticket! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Okay, thumbs up for the actions and graphics too! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1743143223429932093?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1743143223429932093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1743143223429932093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1743143223429932093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1743143223429932093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-seemed-to-have-slowed-down.html' title='Boredom... *thumbs down*'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-376466716930494946</id><published>2009-12-10T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:05:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twitching fingers</title><content type='html'>Ghosts. Think they're scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again. Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, both of them seem to be having a fun time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_U1hHq5TI/AAAAAAAACfs/_OSwL5dDt08/s320/evil1.jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413279293011322162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but... never judge a book by it's cover!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because Zi En has a violent side too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_U2DaaTKI/AAAAAAAACf0/vq1SO-3aRYI/s320/evil2.jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413279302216731810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehem! Jeanne, are you sure Zi En isn't on FBI's most wanted list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Women are always beautiful. -Ville Valo&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ville Valo must have came up with that with his wife sitting beside him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: no Eehoons were harmed in the making of this post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-376466716930494946?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/376466716930494946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=376466716930494946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/376466716930494946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/376466716930494946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/twitching-fingers.html' title='twitching fingers'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_U1hHq5TI/AAAAAAAACfs/_OSwL5dDt08/s72-c/evil1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4826997503133705430</id><published>2009-12-10T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:44:49.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple of pictures which I totally HAVE to share! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_SE3Sk8mI/AAAAAAAACfk/wRSDMvnH_xQ/s320/staring.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413276258125804130" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken (secretly) by Jeanne who was sitting beside me. I was &lt;strike&gt;oogling&lt;/strike&gt; checking on the teppanyaki chef because he was taking such a long time to cook our meat. We're pretty carnivorous you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Epic! Haha, look at Sherlyn man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_SDq8GxxI/AAAAAAAACfM/s4g_Y_OXtKA/s320/eyes1.jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413276237630457618" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I HAVE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_SEBeW4lI/AAAAAAAACfU/9wJT0ZolBz8/s320/eyes2.jpg" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413276243679699538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"MY EYES"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_SEeguhlI/AAAAAAAACfc/tOHxJsDC_D8/s320/eyes3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413276251474265682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"ON YOU"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... "Don't devour the teppanyaki chef all by yourself!!! Save some for me!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4826997503133705430?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4826997503133705430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4826997503133705430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4826997503133705430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4826997503133705430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-and-white.html' title='black and white'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_SE3Sk8mI/AAAAAAAACfk/wRSDMvnH_xQ/s72-c/staring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7386357472181370943</id><published>2009-12-10T00:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:47:43.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with great pictures comes great courage!</title><content type='html'>The bravest thing I did for the year, was to walk up to a random person to take a picture with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_PshZ829I/AAAAAAAACfE/NBDwOFe1YlM/s320/11264_188723152723_717457723_3178979_3933695_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413273640911035346" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken on my birthday 6 days back. Okay, our birthday. Believe it or not, he's total stranger (heh, note that he's also wearing blue!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met him on our way home from the steamboat dinner the girls organized to celebrate my birthday. We were in Novena's underpass when we heard a bunch of people singing a birthday song. They girls were stunned because they thought that bunch of people were singing it for me. Haha, nope, it's just another guy who happen to have the same birthday as me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I walked up to him and took a picture with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that cake he's holding? I blew off half of the candles on it! XD Well, he offered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7386357472181370943?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7386357472181370943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7386357472181370943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7386357472181370943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7386357472181370943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/bravest-thing-i-did-for-year-was-to.html' title='with great pictures comes great courage!'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sx_PshZ829I/AAAAAAAACfE/NBDwOFe1YlM/s72-c/11264_188723152723_717457723_3178979_3933695_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1092206887144175363</id><published>2009-12-09T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:32:21.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^&amp;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for my work attachment at KKH today with Jeanne at the Dietetics section. We got assigned to different mentors and we ended up in different clinics. Jeanne volunteered to go over to the Feeding clinic. Seriously, that place is full of infants! OMG! I'll prolly go nuts if I go over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went over to the Weight Management clinic.That department deals with over-nourished children. To put it crudely, all the fat and overweight people are sent there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be thinking that I have a fun time there mocking at all the gigantors there. Well, you are Wrong! Wrong with a capital W!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat there and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ate snake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the entire day! And no, I did not kill any patients with wrong information or medication prescription. My mentor and I were so bored that we started chit-chatting. Not only that, we also surfed every single page on the KKH website. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bored ttm! I was supposed to meet Jeanne after the attachment to send the lovelies going to Japan tomorrow morning. I was on my way home to fetch my netbook when my maid told me that we're going out for a family dinner. WTHHHHHHHHHHHH She totally ruined my nicely thought-out plans! Zzzzzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I can't send YY and Sherlyn off, I'm still gonna wish them a smooth journey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Bon voyage girls! Have a fun time over at Japan, but gotta remember to bring back gifts! (:&lt;/span&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/34064257-1092206887144175363?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1092206887144175363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1092206887144175363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1092206887144175363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1092206887144175363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-went-for-my-work-attachment-at-kkh.html' title='!@#$%^&amp;*'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8721540936102052746</id><published>2009-12-06T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:42:28.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoo! 194 pictures to upload on FB is no mean feat! Thanks so much Jeanne! Told ya she's efficient! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8721540936102052746?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8721540936102052746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8721540936102052746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8721540936102052746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8721540936102052746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoo-194-pictures-to-upload-on-fb-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5980733123513743023</id><published>2009-12-05T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:52:25.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday alter ego!</title><content type='html'>Finally, the day has come. I'm finally 17. It's so miserable to wait one year for your birthday. Especially when it's so close to Christmas. Most birthday gift(s) you get will be Christmas themed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's birthday celebration is the best. I usually celebrate it with my parents' wedding anniversary (which happens to be the day before) or together with my 3 good friends the As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only is this year's celebration the best, I got the most number of gifts too! Ha, I mean who doesn't like receiving gifts? I'll blog more about it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures are with Jeanne, I think she'll post it up very soon cause she's very efficient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation day at SYFC. We'll be getting our long awaited certs. Woo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am one crazy bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They always say, curiosity kills the cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd rather be killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wtf, I think my alter ego just got released.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ta. Time for BED&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/34064257-5980733123513743023?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5980733123513743023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5980733123513743023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5980733123513743023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5980733123513743023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-alter-ego.html' title='Happy birthday alter ego!'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8500602171888617977</id><published>2009-12-05T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:11:50.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh wow! She used the word "tandem"! Should I clap for her? I mean, it's only &lt;i&gt;polite&lt;/i&gt; to clap after one achieves something after like, a million years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know whether to roll my eyes or simply to spam her tagboard. What can a 12 year old girl know about love? What earth-shattering romance can a 12 year old possible be engaged in? It makes me cringe in disgust just to think about that. And I need to get her to stop using the LOVE word so loosely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8500602171888617977?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8500602171888617977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8500602171888617977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8500602171888617977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8500602171888617977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-wow-she-used-word-tandem-should-i.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-931486705777516486</id><published>2009-12-03T01:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:37:29.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess my message went the wrong direction. Someone who wasn't supposed to pick it up received it. But the original intended recipient didn't seem to get a whoot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh right, I forgot. She doesn't really understand &lt;i&gt;prope&lt;/i&gt;r English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non intended recipient, you know who you are and if you're reading this, don't take it to heart. I mean, I have no feud with you, so why would I bother defaming you. I'll endeavour to stop writing about you, and I hope you would do so too yea? ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha, it's rather funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, maybe I think I'll post the next post in full lower caps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha, this is what boredom does to someone sane.&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/34064257-931486705777516486?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/931486705777516486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=931486705777516486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/931486705777516486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/931486705777516486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess-my-message-went-wrong-direction.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2147406365954358440</id><published>2009-12-01T23:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:21:34.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity level? Definitely not that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=36700003&amp;amp;path=2009/12/01&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally the holidays for JC people, so I guess I'll be updating my blog quite often. In fact, very often. So gear yourself up for either content heavy or picture heavy posts. Don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blog hop quite often, and many times I come across bloggers who are unable to express themselves in coherent sentences with appropriate punctuations. Is it really that tough to construct proper sentences? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe I should pick up that style of writing too. Like maybe I should typeallmywordswithoutspacingsandpunctuations. Or shud ie start write all mwai posts in tweet languich (is that how it's spelt in tweet!?!?). I noe mani of mwai ridders wud throw spoil eggs at miie if ie stwart do tad lah (also note the usage of improper tenses)! I mean it's still acceptable if YOU WRITE EVERY SINGLE THING IN CAPS (JUST THAT IT'S VERY DIFFICULT TO READ! HAHA!) or every single thing in lower case. Okay, maybe using some at the right moment does spice your posts up. But flooding the entire piece of writing with Singlish? Definitely a big no-no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is precisely what Singapore and singaporeans are well-known for - Singlish, also known as Rojak English. In proper terms, it's called colonial english. There Singapore is actively promoting the Speak Good English Campaign, and here She is condoning the uncouth language spoken by her citizens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only that, I've also come across bloggers that blog every single thing about their boyf. or their girlf. It's disgusting. They post everything, sometimes even down to the minute details and they come complaining why is everyone gossiping about them. If you don't want others to know it, then don't blog it. As simple as that. We, or rather I, don't want to know what color of underwear you're wearing today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, a blog is a public domain. To some extent, bloggers are responsible for what they write. You are what you blog. Please carry out some blogging code of ethics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"As a blogger, you are a publisher. You release your work to the world via the world wide web. You publish your work like Pendant and Simon and Schuster publishes books. If I write a story about how subject X does this when subject X really did that, it is a lie. If that lie defames the reputation of subject X, then I can be held responsible for libel in a court of law."  - Jay Ovitter&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that? In short, it simply means you ARE what you blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also, the excessive usage of the LOVE word makes it sound so fake. Some people use it like toilet paper - they don't really grasp the true meaning of it. Instead, it makes them sound juvenile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do things with a purpose and reason, and I like talking in riddles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the way I am, no one can change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2147406365954358440?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2147406365954358440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2147406365954358440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2147406365954358440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2147406365954358440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-finally-holidays-for-jc-people-so-i.html' title='Maturity level? Definitely not that.'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2903318929195878369</id><published>2009-12-01T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:30:30.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>World Aids Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot had sex with a baboon. That's how aids was passed on to humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy deserved to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2903318929195878369?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2903318929195878369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2903318929195878369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2903318929195878369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2903318929195878369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-aids-day.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4092001755383407397</id><published>2009-12-01T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:06:14.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opps, I think I just screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4092001755383407397?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4092001755383407397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4092001755383407397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4092001755383407397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4092001755383407397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/opps-i-think-i-just-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4817918861241778645</id><published>2009-12-01T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:47:52.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 don't after a meal</title><content type='html'>Check this out. I got this from &lt;a href="http://pinkystar.co.nr/"&gt;amabelly's blog&lt;/a&gt;. Are you guilty of any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't smoke- Experiment from experts proves that smoking a cigarette after meal is comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes (chances of cancer is higher).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't eat fruits immediately - Immediately eating fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hours after meal or 1hr before meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't drink tea - Because tea leaves contain a high content of acid. This substance will cause the Protein content in the food we consume to be hardened thus difficult to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't loosen your belt - Loosening the belt after a meal will easily cause the intestine to be twisted &amp; blocked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't bathe - Bathing will cause the increase of blood flow to the hands, legs &amp; body thus the amount of blood around the stomach will therefore decrease. This will weaken the digestive system in our stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't walk about - People always say that after a meal walk a hundred steps and you will live till 99. In actual fact this is not true. Walking will cause the digestive system to be unable to absorb the nutrition from the food we intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't sleep immediately - The food we intake will not be able to digest properly. Thus will lead to gastric &amp; infection in our intestine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4817918861241778645?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4817918861241778645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4817918861241778645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4817918861241778645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4817918861241778645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/7-dont-after-meal.html' title='7 don&apos;t after a meal'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8916019796111067458</id><published>2009-12-01T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:22:17.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people just don't get the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when it's shoved right at their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would be glad to be the one sewing up your blabbering mouth. No wait, better slice of the tongue too just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8916019796111067458?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8916019796111067458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8916019796111067458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8916019796111067458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8916019796111067458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-people-just-dont-get-hint.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8773599871988669332</id><published>2009-11-30T22:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:13:07.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My aunt finally bought my netbook. It's pink! I couldn't resist taking a few snap of it! Guess what? The netbook costs only $599 and even has flowery design on it! What a steal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour of the laptop is more true to the second picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SxPY7nPdvWI/AAAAAAAACes/kncCkatndG4/s320/DSC01330.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409906096059825506" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SxPY8BnEMgI/AAAAAAAACe0/HXkOF3hlk-s/s320/DSC01328.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409906103138136578" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SxPY8Qa7L6I/AAAAAAAACe8/Z4F6gxda_JQ/s320/DSC01329.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409906107113746338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr, I love my netbook! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8773599871988669332?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8773599871988669332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8773599871988669332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8773599871988669332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8773599871988669332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-aunt-finally-bought-my-netbook.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SxPY7nPdvWI/AAAAAAAACes/kncCkatndG4/s72-c/DSC01330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7398012423562419138</id><published>2009-11-30T22:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:25:14.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as ancient as my lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=36480034&amp;path=2009/11/29&amp;mycolor=111111&amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false&amp;ow=219&amp;oh=35"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 hours of sleep made me even more drowsy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9th December, Iphone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 copies of Strait Times sitting on my desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 more episodes of Chinese Paladin 3 to chiong tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 more posts till my 78oth post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 more days to meeting the BFC 168 dudes and dudette!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 more days to being officially 17 and 3rd month anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more days to my parents' 18th wedding anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more hours to the start of December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 more year closer to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No kidding. That's how impressively Math and Life are connected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7398012423562419138?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7398012423562419138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7398012423562419138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7398012423562419138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7398012423562419138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-ancient-as-my-lips.html' title='as ancient as my lips'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-701793936022666817</id><published>2009-11-28T08:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:07:47.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeek! Major minus points about my current CCA:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have training today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My training venue is in the west, extreme west mind you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Training always tire my out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are retards in my CCA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to wear 3kg worth of armor every training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rifle weighs about 4kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to do 0.5 hour of dry firing before live firing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a very bitchy coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Major plus points:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my CCA mates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend Amelia, is also in the same CCA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My CCA has a really funny and thoughtful president, and a clumsy but cute vice pres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shooting range is very near Jurong Point, so we get to go shopping after training!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's fun to do live firing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You get to ogle at hot guys shooting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bitchy coach is being replaced by a really nice and funny China coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my coach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta, time for CCA!&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/34064257-701793936022666817?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/701793936022666817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=701793936022666817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/701793936022666817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/701793936022666817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/eeek-major-minus-points-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-617111679751522758</id><published>2009-11-28T08:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:39:55.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe my dad actually said this&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Dad: Wah, our family's getting bigger and bigger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Me: Does that include Kaka (my maid) or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Dad: Included. -shoots Aloysius a darting glance-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=.=|||&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stunned when he said that. This was not the only occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were stoning in Nebo while waiting for A Christmas Carol to start. So I was resting my head on his shoulders. My dad, seated directly across us with my mother, was giving me the wicked grin. I think he's like &lt;i&gt;am-chio-ing&lt;/i&gt; la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never came across such open parents. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I have many to start with in the first place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahahaha&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/34064257-617111679751522758?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/617111679751522758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=617111679751522758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/617111679751522758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/617111679751522758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-believe-my-dad-actually-said.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3273813635488712915</id><published>2009-11-25T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:52:41.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It sucks having to be sandwiched.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially when both sides are dear to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maturity level, definitely not there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3273813635488712915?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3273813635488712915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3273813635488712915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3273813635488712915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3273813635488712915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-sucks-having-to-be-sandwiched.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2214716454241662027</id><published>2009-11-25T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:16:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Warm as rays thee sun emits,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Bear in mind that you are missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=36017868&amp;amp;path=2009/11/25&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was late for school today. Not very late, but neither was I early. I woke up at 9am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were only 3 girls present for the chemistry and physics tutorial. Shereen is sick, Sherlyn is over at NUS and I was late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shereen, get well soon okay! I'll see you and Sherlyn tomorrow! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so unfair, holidays for secondary school students had already started. My brother wakes up at 11am to have breakfast la! 11pm, I'm still in Chem lecture, copying notes feverishly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my back and arms are aching. The body aches is somehow making me drowsy. Coupled with the warm weather, I could swear that I'll knock out within a minute if you were to put me on my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeanne and I were serenading Xing Jun during Math class when we had a rather interesting conversation (or rather song lyrics). I went something like that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=36019064&amp;amp;path=2009/11/25&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Near... Far... Wherever you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jeanne: I believe that the heart does go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me: Once more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jeanne: You open the door... Peek-a-boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bwahahahah! I've never thought of it that way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'm going off for an afternoon nap! My bed look so inviting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherlyn will be back tomorrow! Whoopee!&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/34064257-2214716454241662027?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2214716454241662027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2214716454241662027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2214716454241662027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2214716454241662027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/warm-as-rays-thee-sun-emits-bear-in.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-109837740450254089</id><published>2009-11-23T23:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:17:14.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Constant as the stars above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Always know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; are loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot be with you 24/7 because we both have our commitments. Instead of keeping me by your side, put me in your heart. This way, you will always feel my presence and I will always be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/34064257-109837740450254089?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/109837740450254089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=109837740450254089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/109837740450254089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/109837740450254089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/constant-as-stars-above-always-know.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5938735497105194205</id><published>2009-11-23T21:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:00:12.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The China trip is postponed to March 2010 because the school we're visiting has confirmed H1N1 cases."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was looking forward to the trip. Now I have to spend my holidays stuck in this tiny country that has sauna-like temperature all year round and is surrounded by oceans. As if I haven't had enough of this sweltering heat in Singapore, they had to re-schedule the China trip in Spring next year. Then what's the point of going if you don't get to enjoy the cold and snow? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my dad says I won't be going with him to China on his business trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family may not be going to Thailand at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, just great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTShit la. All of them can go suck balls la. I wasted my time and energy getting excited over nothing.&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/34064257-5938735497105194205?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5938735497105194205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5938735497105194205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5938735497105194205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5938735497105194205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/china-trip-is-postponed-to-march-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2059646224574634120</id><published>2009-11-22T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:19:49.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't come near me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bite, especially when I'm busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2059646224574634120?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2059646224574634120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2059646224574634120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2059646224574634120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2059646224574634120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-come-near-me.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1162639697258430941</id><published>2009-11-22T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:52:27.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joke of the day:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What's a piranha?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"It's a flying pig and legend says that it speaks french!"&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/34064257-1162639697258430941?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1162639697258430941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1162639697258430941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1162639697258430941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1162639697258430941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/joke-of-day-whats-piranha-its-flying.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7358152899372961668</id><published>2009-11-20T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T11:09:21.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I have the urge to scold F, I'll either stare at the person wide-eye or give him the cock-an-eyebrow look.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I promised my boyf. to abstain from dropping any F. bombs on anyone. Woah, if the United States ever need any bomber, I think I might just land myself on a very profiting job. Not only that, I'll probably the the world's best bomber, F. bomber that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The always say Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.&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/34064257-7358152899372961668?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7358152899372961668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7358152899372961668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7358152899372961668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7358152899372961668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-when-i-have-urge-to-scold-f.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-739355905926610768</id><published>2009-11-20T16:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:58:46.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saggies are not one to mess with</title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=35583329&amp;amp;path=2009/11/20&amp;amp;mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the angel who changed my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing much to blog about recently. Life's such a bore.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this mail happily sitting in my inbox. I don't really check my inbox everyday so I'm not very sure when I received it. Initially I thought it was some random lame chain messages that I have to forward (I receive loads of them), but since I was feeling bored, I decided to open it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look what I found! It's not just some any random lame chain mail that you blindly forward. In fact, I think it does have some truth in it. Well, or at least I think what they wrote about Sagittarians is true. Or rather, my boyf. who happens to be a Cancer, thinks it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Virgo (The One that Waits) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Dominant in relationships&lt;br /&gt;Someone loves them right now&lt;br /&gt;Always wants the last word&lt;br /&gt;Caring&lt;br /&gt;Smart&lt;br /&gt;Loud&lt;br /&gt;Loyal&lt;br /&gt;Easy to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Everything you ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Easy to please&lt;br /&gt;The one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Scorpio   (The Addict)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Very Sexy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Good sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;Energetic&lt;br /&gt;Predict future&lt;br /&gt;GREAT kisser&lt;br /&gt;Always get what they want&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Easy going&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;Caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Libra   (The Lame One) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet&lt;br /&gt;Their Love is one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Have own unique appeal&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;However, not the kind of person you wanna mess with...&lt;br /&gt;You might end up crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Aries   (The Liar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;Lovable&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;Excellent kisser&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY adorable&lt;br /&gt;Loves relationships&lt;br /&gt;Addictive&lt;br /&gt;Loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Aquarius (Does It In The Water) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Great kisser&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long-term relationships&lt;br /&gt;Extremely energetic&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Will exceed your expectations&lt;br /&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Gemini  (Irresistible) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice&lt;br /&gt;Love is one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Great listeners&lt;br /&gt;Very Good in the you know where&lt;br /&gt;Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;Always happy&lt;br /&gt;Loud&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;VERY FORGIVING&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make out&lt;br /&gt;Has a beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;Generous&lt;br /&gt;Strong&lt;br /&gt;THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Leo   (The Lion) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great talker&lt;br /&gt;Attractive and passionate&lt;br /&gt;Laid back&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to have fun&lt;br /&gt;Is really good at almost anything&lt;br /&gt;Great kisser&lt;br /&gt;Unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;Down to earth&lt;br /&gt;Addictive&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;Loud&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with&lt;br /&gt;Rare to find&lt;br /&gt;Good when found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Cancer   (The Cutie) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER&lt;br /&gt;Very high appeal&lt;br /&gt;Love is one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Very romantic&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;Entirely creative&lt;br /&gt;Extremely random and proud of it&lt;br /&gt;Freak&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;Great telling stories&lt;br /&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it&lt;br /&gt;Someone you should hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Pisces   (The Partner for Life) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring and kind&lt;br /&gt;Smart&lt;br /&gt;Centre of attention&lt;br /&gt;High appeal&lt;br /&gt;Has the last word&lt;br /&gt;Good to find, hard to keep&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be around&lt;br /&gt;Extremely weird but In a good way&lt;br /&gt;Good Sense of Humour!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;Always gets what he or she wants&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Very popular&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Capricorn   (The Passionate Lover) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to bust&lt;br /&gt;Nice&lt;br /&gt;Sassy&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;Sexy&lt;br /&gt;Predict future&lt;br /&gt;Irresistible&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships&lt;br /&gt;Great talker&lt;br /&gt;Always gets what he or she wants&lt;br /&gt;Cool&lt;br /&gt;Loves to own Gemini's in sports&lt;br /&gt;Extremely fun&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;Smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Taurus (The Tramp) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships&lt;br /&gt;Likes to give a good fight for what they want&lt;br /&gt;Extremely outgoing&lt;br /&gt;Loves to help people in times of need&lt;br /&gt;Good kisser&lt;br /&gt;Good personality&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;A caring person&lt;br /&gt;One of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with&lt;br /&gt;Are the most attractive people on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Saggitarius (The Promiscuous One)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;High appeal&lt;br /&gt;Rare to find&lt;br /&gt;Great when found.&lt;br /&gt;Loves being in long relationships&lt;br /&gt;So much love to give&lt;br /&gt;Not one to mess with&lt;br /&gt;Very pretty&lt;br /&gt;Very romantic&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet&lt;br /&gt;Their Love is one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;Silly, fun and sweet&lt;br /&gt;Have own unique appeal&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!&lt;br /&gt;Amazing in the you know where..&lt;br /&gt;Not the kind of person you wanna mess with, you might end up crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, how true is it?&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/34064257-739355905926610768?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/739355905926610768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=739355905926610768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/739355905926610768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/739355905926610768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/saggies-are-not-one-to-mess-with.html' title='Saggies are not one to mess with'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2111994467296286524</id><published>2009-11-17T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:12:42.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHALL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;REFRAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FROM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;USING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SWEAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2111994467296286524?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2111994467296286524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2111994467296286524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2111994467296286524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2111994467296286524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/shall.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2508705538828090458</id><published>2009-11-16T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:12:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love Amanda Ong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2508705538828090458?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2508705538828090458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2508705538828090458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2508705538828090458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2508705538828090458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-amanda-ong-xd.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6431319964480061175</id><published>2009-11-16T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:07:46.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, nice girls shouldn't write about nice girls.&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;Get the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6431319964480061175?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6431319964480061175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6431319964480061175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6431319964480061175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6431319964480061175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-nice-girls-shouldnt-write-about.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5554954029615001809</id><published>2009-11-16T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:32:18.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The naked truth is always better than a best dressed lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-5554954029615001809?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5554954029615001809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5554954029615001809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5554954029615001809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5554954029615001809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/naked-truth-is-always-better-than-best.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-3156675686043302748</id><published>2009-11-15T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:00:52.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cui to the max.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you were happily sleeping in bed when I needed company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-3156675686043302748?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/3156675686043302748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=3156675686043302748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3156675686043302748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/3156675686043302748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/cui-to-max.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5804934199673513204</id><published>2009-11-10T12:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:35:27.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;Current status: researching on french swear words and trying hard to beat Jeanne's really (hate to admit it but still have to) pro Bejeweled score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whoopee! OP's officially ended! Finally... like after several months of sheer torture and hell&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm delivered! (Chinese saying)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having fun with bejeweled on Facebook. Jeanne says she's gonna challenge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha! Bring it on! Don't &lt;i&gt;pray pray&lt;/i&gt; ar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, a supposedly joyous day was dampened by the mere presence of the group of paparazzi sitting beside us right now. -inserts french swear- My mood totally fell from the peak of Mount Everest to the Mariana Trench.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what Mariana Trench is? Fret not! Click &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariana_Trench"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to read up about it! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, I'm not gonna let some microscopic (not literally but figuratively la, you dumb!) fleas affect my mood. But wait, the chinese saying says that one should forgive and forget. Ha, maybe I should be magnanimous and forgive all of them. *wide smirk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap, and I'm staying in school till 3pm because of -ehem- someone, or rather something. I hope I get to eat roasted bunnies in return! Whoopee! The mere mention of it sends me into spasm of mouth watering euphoria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Service with Jeremiah and Freddy this saturday at 4pm. Coincidentally, Manda's BBQ is also during that period. What am I gonna do? Split myself into two? Or start cloning myself right now? I have a very good mind about skipping ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melia's going for her service first before going over. Cool! Maybe Freddy and I should hop over to City Harvest some weekend for service! *hints hints*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ask anything in God's name and God will give it to you. If God cannot give it to you, He will create it for you, because he's the Creator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked this phrase up from Pastor Rony Tan on Saturday when I went to Lighthouse Evangelism for healing service with Freddy and Jeremiah. Guess who I saw!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chow Chor Meng! Cool right? Melia says there's more artistes over at City Harvest! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so disappointed. It's not about money okay. It's about the principles. And this is what we get in return? I'd rather not have it and be ignored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap, and I haven't bought Yanyi's gift yet. YY, if you happen to be reading this, don't be angry hor. Hehheh, don't worry, I'll get it before the month ends! XD But I'll need time to source for a really good, nice and practical gift. If the gift's not practical, why gift it in the first place? LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time the stupid bunny comes near me when I'm typing, blogging or even writing, I get a friggin' writer's block. Zzzzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay ta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-5804934199673513204?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5804934199673513204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5804934199673513204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5804934199673513204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5804934199673513204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/whoopee-ops-officially-ended-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2632139948676494111</id><published>2009-11-07T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:31:27.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's such a chore. I have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I got hooked up on maple once again. I never thought I would be playing it ever again ever since years 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'm joining freddy and his friend at 7pm later (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2632139948676494111?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2632139948676494111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2632139948676494111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2632139948676494111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2632139948676494111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/lifes-such-chore.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-1258713603040765128</id><published>2009-11-03T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:35:38.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! You know what? Manfred's gonna buy me my friggin 174 bucks bag la! OMG! He's damn wonderful la. I should like go to church every week with him to repay him! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding, it's 174 bucks! Wtheck! I guess Freddy must be feeling really rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm planning to get him a really really really really really big big big big gift for him for his 18th birthday! Woo! Damn, that means that I'll have to start saving &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've decided to be mushy for today and post something nice about and for my bunny. According to Xing Jun, I *ehem!* bully my bunny too much. Well, sometimes I think so too. So here I am, posting something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I believe many people would say that we make a really unlikely couple, but it's true to some extent that we have intense similarities in our personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is really sweet because he goes the extra mile to make me happy. You know he can like appear right at my door step within 15 minutes even though he stays like miles away from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny smells really good. I always say he smells of his room and he always argue against that. He says that I smelt his room before I "smelt" him. Not that I actually "smelt" him when we were still friends.&lt;br /&gt;T.T Whatever... I still think he smells of his room. And he doesn't even air his room! Wtheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is very patient. He somehow managed to "settle" my sister. He's always so patient when it comes to my annoying, scream-y and intruding sister. He manages to hoax her into doing his bidding. I wonder what kind of black magic he uses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is very understanding because he always puts up with my nonsensical whims. I think he's the only one patient and willing enough to sit down and listen to my nonsensical blathers and mindless rants. He can always be such a inviting listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is tall (although I hate to admit this, but he's taller than me by a couple of centimeters). Although I can't stand beside him when I'm heels, he's still reasonably tall. Well, at least taller than most asian men. Still, I can't stand beside him when I'm heels cause I'll be taller by approximately half a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny accompanies me to camp in libraries! Although he doesn't really read the genre of books I usually read, but he still accompanies me there. He's the only person other than Yanyi to be willing to do that. How often do you find such a wonderful boyf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny does housework! Wow, and how often do you find guys that are willing to do housework? So cool right!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bunny is a blur sotong. This makes me feel less guilty and less like a sotong because I didn't believe that there's another person as blur as me on the face of the Earth! Wow, now I'm no longer alone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have more stuff I want to post, but I need to get out of blogger so that I can finish installing Maplestory. Muahahahaha&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 love my bunny XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-1258713603040765128?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/1258713603040765128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=1258713603040765128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1258713603040765128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/1258713603040765128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-you-know-what-manfreds-gonna-buy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6459181091346378676</id><published>2009-11-02T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:48:37.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F! What the F!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm officially broke. Okay, not exactly broke, but still...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stupid bag that I'm saving for costs me 174 bucks. Not 17.40 but 174 friggin bucks hor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you owe me any money, please kindly pay me back. Because I cannot remember who and how much I lent money too, so this would really test how much integrity you have. Your good deed will be appreciated, and you can accumulate some good karma at the same time so you won't end up being a pig or a dog in your next life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I mention that I'm saving for my new school shoes too?  What the F! If only 500 bucks can fall from the sky and appear in front of me now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6459181091346378676?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6459181091346378676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6459181091346378676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6459181091346378676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6459181091346378676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-f-what-f-what-f-what-f-what-f-what.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-774687049565347073</id><published>2009-11-01T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:14:09.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ha, I feel really flattered.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-774687049565347073?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/774687049565347073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=774687049565347073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/774687049565347073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/774687049565347073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/ha-i-feel-really-flattered.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6992945058093027966</id><published>2009-11-01T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:48:10.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese A's</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Su1ktYirXDI/AAAAAAAACek/6WeAgTAjZOc/s320/taking_a_break_by_damien_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399082259131882546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Staring at blank space, I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omfg. It's Chinese A's tomorrow, and I've yet to go revise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&amp;amp;R draft 1 and the finalized OP slides are to be submitted tomorrow, and here I am blogging my afternoon away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm chiong-ing Forensic Heroes 2 after OP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6992945058093027966?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6992945058093027966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6992945058093027966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6992945058093027966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6992945058093027966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/11/chinese-as.html' title='chinese A&apos;s'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Su1ktYirXDI/AAAAAAAACek/6WeAgTAjZOc/s72-c/taking_a_break_by_damien_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8858009178626163014</id><published>2009-10-31T19:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:42:21.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was feeling bored and Aloysius happened to be online. So I was playing Reversi with him on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how I trashed him! XD Muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the pictures to view the larger version. It'll open in a new window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SuwkJQPAbUI/AAAAAAAACeU/5xK9bOGe8sM/s1600-h/Carlene%27s+victory+XD.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398729794705714498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SuwkJQPAbUI/AAAAAAAACeU/5xK9bOGe8sM/s400/Carlene%27s+victory+XD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after many many many rounds of nonsensical blather, my second sweet victory! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SuwmV1UcNTI/AAAAAAAACec/W85PWSxSw4A/s1600-h/Carlene%27s+second+victory.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SuwmV1UcNTI/AAAAAAAACec/W85PWSxSw4A/s400/Carlene%27s+second+victory.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398732209842304306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my bro's Vaio. It comes in built with a lot of programs. I'm getting mine at the end of the year, I hope...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8858009178626163014?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8858009178626163014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8858009178626163014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8858009178626163014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8858009178626163014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-was-feeling-bored-and-aloysius.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SuwkJQPAbUI/AAAAAAAACeU/5xK9bOGe8sM/s72-c/Carlene%27s+victory+XD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4744080400066270972</id><published>2009-10-31T15:27:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T13:19:48.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>women forgive but don't forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf?myid=33657142&amp;amp;path=2009/10/31" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" width="219" height="35" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:219px;height:35px;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon movie is gonna be out on the 3rd of December, which so happens to be the eve of my birthday. Manda! I'm waiting for you to ask me out for New Moon! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny always make fun of me, cause I'm a december baby. He says I'm technically not 17 yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope New Moon isn't gonna be a disappointment, just like Twilight. The book's way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand girls who go gaga over Twilight because Robert Pattison is in it. They all go "OMG, he's so hot!" Oh puh-lease, don't they ever read the news? Most of the actors and actresses in the cast says he doesn't like to shower, and they can't stand his B.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you like to date a walking trash bin, he's your type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the official trailer. Enjoy, but don't melt at the sight of Jacob. He's way hotter than Edward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I had such a shock when he showed up right at my doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect to see him.&lt;br /&gt;I should never have let my heart rule my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A life, a love, a lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4744080400066270972?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4744080400066270972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4744080400066270972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4744080400066270972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4744080400066270972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/women-forgive-but-dont-forget.html' title='women forgive but don&apos;t forget'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-50545361971231124</id><published>2009-10-29T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:19:27.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SumtTv70TJI/AAAAAAAACeE/fKL6gD0o-8A/s320/ou_centre_by_Megi128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398036183176727698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's ups and downs, uncomprehending it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SumtUd2fSiI/AAAAAAAACeM/n7jjUD9dOHQ/s320/tuvan_by_srAbstRax.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398036195502410274" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-50545361971231124?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/50545361971231124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=50545361971231124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/50545361971231124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/50545361971231124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/touch-of-morose.html' title=':/'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SumtTv70TJI/AAAAAAAACeE/fKL6gD0o-8A/s72-c/ou_centre_by_Megi128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7243787432403627541</id><published>2009-10-29T18:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:48:55.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love was a word I never learned to pronounce</title><content type='html'>Today was another rather slack-ish day in school. All we did were a lil chinese, oral presentation slides, and rehearse.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sherlyn came to school in her super short FBTs! I was staring at her legs when she walked past. She didn't see me though, so I called her to &lt;i&gt;kachiao&lt;/i&gt; her XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idol didn't come today. Wow, and we had to finish the presentation without him. Thanks a lot man, that really helped. Nabeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that my bunny was never properly mentioned in any of my post. Maybe I should dedicate one whole entire post to him. Oh wait, that would make me sound like some people. Ew, and that would be gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I should still do a proper introduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SumnoVq7cfI/AAAAAAAACd8/i70hPwqwPo4/s320/Holland_lop_bunny.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398029939834057202" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bunny. It is a Holland Lop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holland lops are a breed of rabbit originating in the Netherlands. The breed was recognized by the Netherland's Governing Rabbit Council in 1964 and the American Rabbit Breeders' Association in 1979. They are popular house pets, known for their sweet temperament and nonaggressive behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This breed marked its beginnings when Dutch rabbit breeder Adriann de Cock sought to combine the best qualities from two rabbit breeds, the French Lop (known for being large and having floppy ears) and the Netherland Dwarf, into a new breed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holland_Lop"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=33478604&amp;amp;path=2009/10/29&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very fun time today with Yanyi, Yanyi's sister, Xingjun and Aloysius. We were at the Japanese themed food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh here's Carlene's word of advice: don't go unless you're satisfied with sub-standard food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really horrible lunch break today. All thanks to some people...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My perfectionist alter ego is active once more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It seems to gnaw away all my insides.&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/34064257-7243787432403627541?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7243787432403627541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7243787432403627541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7243787432403627541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7243787432403627541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-was-word-i-never-learned-to.html' title='Love was a word I never learned to pronounce'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SumnoVq7cfI/AAAAAAAACd8/i70hPwqwPo4/s72-c/Holland_lop_bunny.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2895686184193391802</id><published>2009-10-27T09:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:49:27.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slacking during school time</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've finally came to a decision. It's rather stupid to be privatising your blog on a public domain. I don't actually own the blog. I merely loaned it from blogger to post my daily rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop blogging about my inner thoughts and post about my mundane JC life instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I should stop blogging altogether.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I typed this friggin post thrice on bunny's phone because I didn't save this post =.= Well, I didn't know how to use his phone la, that's why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. Manfred says I sound like Ris Low. Please tell me I don't. Anyone...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2895686184193391802?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2895686184193391802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2895686184193391802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2895686184193391802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2895686184193391802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/slacking-during-school-time.html' title='slacking during school time'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8980592255869565123</id><published>2009-10-25T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:34:55.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHUT UP OKAY, JUST FRIGGIN SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT ME TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8980592255869565123?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8980592255869565123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8980592255869565123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8980592255869565123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8980592255869565123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/shut-up-okay-just-friggin-shut-up.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6275438207630824199</id><published>2009-10-24T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:38:17.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm FUCKING PISSED WITH WORDPRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The developers should go screw themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6275438207630824199?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6275438207630824199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6275438207630824199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6275438207630824199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6275438207630824199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-fucking-pissed-with-wordpress.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8182629226109884342</id><published>2009-10-23T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T23:13:56.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wordpress being such a bitch. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They don't even let me register &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;raspberrytarts.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt; la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tsk x 100000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn, Tumblr looks so foreign...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't Blogger just allow users to lock up certain posts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8182629226109884342?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8182629226109884342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8182629226109884342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8182629226109884342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8182629226109884342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordpress-being-such-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7629066267091991669</id><published>2009-10-23T11:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:38:12.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't you get furious when people simply don't know their own limits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they have to do is simply mind their own business. Who are they to care anyway? They're not even in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall consider privatizing my blog, because I realize that it's attracting too much attention. Or maybe switching to some other hosts that allows me to lock my posts. People are prying too much into my privacy, be it intentionally or unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall shut up. Don't ask me anything, unless you're asking for trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7629066267091991669?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7629066267091991669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7629066267091991669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7629066267091991669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7629066267091991669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-you-get-furious-when-people-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-23365136417110637</id><published>2009-10-22T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:17:49.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First thing to do in order to attain world peace...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Eradicate all bunnies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahahahahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-23365136417110637?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/23365136417110637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=23365136417110637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/23365136417110637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/23365136417110637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-thing-to-do-in-order-to-attain.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7392584009164738899</id><published>2009-10-22T12:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:58:23.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back, it has been 3 years since I last started this blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have posted 742 posts till date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited my template 17 times (cause I have 17 backups in my laptop).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temporarily closed down my blog thrice (if my memory doesn't fail me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changed my blog address once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melia says it'll be a gazillion years before I ever change or move my blog address.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait, why am I blogging this anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must be too bored at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to get out of Singapore for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7392584009164738899?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7392584009164738899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7392584009164738899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7392584009164738899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7392584009164738899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/woah-looking-back-it-has-been-3-years.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-4293117577162031019</id><published>2009-10-22T11:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:37:57.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Of Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This post will be solely dedicated to the House of Night series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395260367612605906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_QuBJK9dI/AAAAAAAACdU/eWIcSwVtw7M/s400/HON.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this series last year after the O's cause I was feeling bored. Dang, after reading half the book, I've gotten hooked on and I couldn't stop after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started out, there were only 4 books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the fifth book is out and the sixth on its way... I guess I'll just have to save up for the remaining 7 books. Yes, there's gonna be 12 of them! Omg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395263824255553426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_T3OJEj5I/AAAAAAAACdk/FOVi9939DrQ/s400/hunted.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sixth book is coming out on the 27th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395263832043068418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_T3rJwnAI/AAAAAAAACd0/ncSbQoG9mAw/s400/tempted.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went online to search up on the House of Night website. Guess what I found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stevie Rae! And she has such chic tattoo! Darn chio right!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395263824901970274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_T3QjMGWI/AAAAAAAACds/HoEOI0koPPs/s400/House_Of_Night_Stevie_Rae_by_AkaCirce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And check out Erik's! He's damn hot la (ehem, even hotter than bunnies! XD) and look at his tattoos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395260705328658354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_RBrO897I/AAAAAAAACdc/CONBO_cVRSI/s400/Erik-Night-house-of-night-novels-5241072-300-311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the vid! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8-j_rshg5lM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" width="320" height="265" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This series is even better than Twilight! Well, at least I think so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-4293117577162031019?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/4293117577162031019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=4293117577162031019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4293117577162031019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/4293117577162031019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/house-of-night.html' title='House Of Night'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/St_QuBJK9dI/AAAAAAAACdU/eWIcSwVtw7M/s72-c/HON.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7755658195837953740</id><published>2009-10-18T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:51:45.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32444611&amp;amp;path=2009/10/18&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week flew past. It feels odd to not be doing anything but slacking the whole entire day off (and spent a lot of money too)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being 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you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank me for simply being me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kudos your perseverance. You actually scrolled all the way down! Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang, it's now stuck in my head, and I can't get it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs Shirley said this to me before. I thank my lucky stars that I've met her. Sometimes, I really wonder how I would be like if my parents (mainly my dad) didn't threaten me (at the expense of my pocket money, though meager but still... ) to join Personal Development Program a.k.a. PDP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never regretted my decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, now time for bed!&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/34064257-7755658195837953740?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7755658195837953740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7755658195837953740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7755658195837953740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-7344416792951990682</id><published>2009-10-16T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:10:58.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SG 10 PEOPLE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;12.30 pm at Downtown East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;1.40 pm watching 500 Days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;After that, we shall go gatecrash Aloysius's house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-7344416792951990682?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/7344416792951990682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=7344416792951990682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7344416792951990682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/7344416792951990682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/sg-10-people-monday-12.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-5330772586161702512</id><published>2009-10-16T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:05:23.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf" height="35" width="219" style="width:219px;height:35px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mff-stick.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=32238629&amp;amp;path=2009/10/16&amp;amp;mycolor=111111&amp;amp;mycolor2=99CCCC&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false&amp;amp;ow=219&amp;amp;oh=35"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! Promotional exams are finally over! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Carlene is currently as jubilant as a bumble bee. Okay, not that bumble bees are gay and all, but still... they appear to look happy! Hahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went shopping with Melia and Melia's sister Amanda sexy pig. We shopped and we literally shopped. It has been a long time since I last went shopping! Phew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Carlene Yeo ended up spending close to 50 bucks. Heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So moral of today's story, &lt;i&gt;Carlene Yeo should stop buying stuff and spending money on impulse!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Or else her future husband is gonna suffer big time! Opps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Deepavali on Saturday so Monday is a public holiday. Holiday, did anyone mention holiday? Heh, I'm already in the holiday mood! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and since it's Deepavali on Saturday, Happy Deepavali to Sagar Sethi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna watch 500 days of Summer with my SG mates on Monday (tentative)! Whoopee, I'm thinking of a movie marathon but I doubt anyone except my lovely bunny would indulge me in my nonsensical whims! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This had to be voted for the Photo of the Year Award (if there's any)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was taken during our last SG outing to celebrate Yong Loke's birthday. Jian Wei and Yong Loke seems to be having a fun time! But please, do remember to use contraceptives! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I think Jian Wei looks constipated! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sthq2vEuEHI/AAAAAAAACdM/RXrigh2KiGU/s1600-h/jianwei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sthq2vEuEHI/AAAAAAAACdM/RXrigh2KiGU/s400/jianwei.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393178042357911666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also recently, I've heard about all the ruckus about the dethroned Miss Universe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out this vid. Can't deny that she's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5F74FZfdSJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anybody give this girl a break!?! She's just 19 for God's sake! Although I can't deny the fact that her pronunciation sucks max, but come on, it's her first time on national TV! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't tell me you won't be wetting your pants if Mediacorp decides to come interview you some day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I would advice her to go get some English classes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, off to have dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a haze about my TV that changes everything I see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe if I continue watching, I'll lose the traits that worry me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-5330772586161702512?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/5330772586161702512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=5330772586161702512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5330772586161702512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/5330772586161702512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hurray-promotional-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/Sthq2vEuEHI/AAAAAAAACdM/RXrigh2KiGU/s72-c/jianwei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-6890157899484365853</id><published>2009-10-13T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:32:02.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Must. Resist. Temptation. To. Read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or else, Yanyi will come after me with a chopper! *gasp!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more papers to end of Promos! Whoopee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-6890157899484365853?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/6890157899484365853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=6890157899484365853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6890157899484365853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/6890157899484365853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/must.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-8558302246966878596</id><published>2009-10-11T01:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:21:09.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I JUST FREAKIN BATTLED TWO HUUGE FUGLY ROACHES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was holding my can of Rexona and decided to use it to repel the roaches. Good thing I didn't cause I would have wasted it, and inadvertently made the roaches smell good. What the fuck! When they smell good, they'll attract more roaches and they'll reproduce more roaches to dominate my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ran to grab the nearest can of Baygon, which was situated within 3 meters of radius. Phew, good thing my maid stocks up on insecticides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there I stood, trying to exterminate those creepy crawlies with my god-like can of Baygon! I never had so much fun killing! Maybe I should go join the US calvary and go out for wars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exhausting half the can of Baygon, I managed to get the two roaches on their backs, begging for mercy. I wasn't feeling merciful today and judging by the way their legs were kicking, I decided that I'll be showing benevolence by putting them out of their misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, I shouldn't have sprayed so much Baygon. It's bloody oil-based and that means that I'll have to clean up the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave the two roaches there, and when my maid wakes up in the morning, she'll take care of it. After all, I've already done my part by killing it. Whoopee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know what they world will be like (probably infested with tonnes of roaches) if Baygon wasn't invented. Why didn't roaches go extinct together with the dinosaurs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R_yyC51qVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2R_yyC51qVg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should have at least a can of Baygon in their houses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-8558302246966878596?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/8558302246966878596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=8558302246966878596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8558302246966878596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/8558302246966878596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/omfg.html' title='OMFG'/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34064257.post-2608237180047207483</id><published>2009-10-10T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T14:14:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! Finally finished uploading all the pictures taken yesterday during Yong Loke's birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started yesterday night, but fell asleep halfway through. When I woke up, to my horror, I found out that the server went out of sync. So I had to restart all over again. Zzzzz, wasted my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I've finally finished uploading... time to get back in bed and SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna keeeeeel my bunny when I lay my hands on him. Killing one bunny doesn't disrupt any food chain, causing global food crisis or something like that. So I reckon that my bunny is pretty, well... KILL-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone, or rather... GOOD AFTERNOON! Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34064257-2608237180047207483?l=raspberrytarts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/feeds/2608237180047207483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34064257&amp;postID=2608237180047207483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2608237180047207483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34064257/posts/default/2608237180047207483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raspberrytarts.blogspot.com/2009/10/yes-finally-finished-uploading-all.html' title=''/><author><name>carlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15553198870478790201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6cm2p092Q4w/SRGfKqE-esI/AAAAAAAABeo/oj4aK26-_Lk/S220/DSC00769.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
