<?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-6403973330866763034</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:39:36.400+08:00</updated><category term='I wanna step up and be with you.'/><title type='text'>So beast! ¥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>283</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2404195469602821260</id><published>2011-07-06T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:36:38.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey hei hay! I'm back! *slowly rotates head 360 degrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what? Cube announced that they calculate the votes by the rate of the votes population size of every country. They took into consideration the population size of Singapore (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EnT2U7NS3c/ThRv9A1S98I/AAAAAAAAB-0/v5eJr9iS17k/s1600/cubeyousofair.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EnT2U7NS3c/ThRv9A1S98I/AAAAAAAAB-0/v5eJr9iS17k/s400/cubeyousofair.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626244928478836674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cube ent. is so fair in their calculation, i can't. .... omg. (': *tears of joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAAAAYYYY SINGAPORE!!! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;Vote for Cube festival in Singapore &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Cube-Entertainment/213283595374966"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; under the "vote for your country" tab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah United Cube, come to Singapore!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, it seems like i'm blogging about beast related stuff everyday. But nonono my life is not entirely beast. I'm just so happy, that Singapore is leading, i decided to blog about it so i'll calm down. (': &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Today after school, i went shopping with Jiaen! :D Then i went to her house and i actually fell asleep there. :/ lol then we went to the Business School's AGM hahaha. After that Jiaen went for Engine's one and i headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. And I forgot to bring my water bottle to school today so i felt very dehydrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighhhhhhh can't wait to meet desiree after school tmr since there is no lab! :D I miss her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2404195469602821260?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2404195469602821260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2404195469602821260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2404195469602821260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2404195469602821260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/07/yeah.html' title='Yeah!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9EnT2U7NS3c/ThRv9A1S98I/AAAAAAAAB-0/v5eJr9iS17k/s72-c/cubeyousofair.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4107977978609418889</id><published>2011-07-05T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:49:57.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for United Cube Festival in SG!</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiiiiii~ I'm back. School has been slack today apart from the lab  test in the morning, which i think it was quite obvious i flunked )':  mei shi la! There will be other chances to prove my hidden lab skills  lol. Anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNITED CUBE FOR SINGAPORE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeOFQXKLVc8/ThMxYEEqN5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/kGlmLC1aINY/s1600/b2stind-ucofficialposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeOFQXKLVc8/ThMxYEEqN5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/kGlmLC1aINY/s400/b2stind-ucofficialposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625894648995788690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know, United Cube consists of Beast, 4minute and G.na, and it's under CUBE ent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will be having a festival and Beast, 4minute and G.na will perform together, all on one stage. (so much awesome-ness on a stage!) The United Cube Festival will be held in Korea first, then brought over to other countries, and the voting thing is to decide which country Cube ent will hold the next festival at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the entire Cube family to Singapore!!!! (: Go and like the Cube Ent. page &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/eileencqw#%21/pages/Cube-Entertainment/213283595374966"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, then vote for Singapore under the "vote for your country" tab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  beast fanmeet was awesome and i want to experience it again. And this  is United Cube we are talking about, there is 4minute and G.na as well,  HOW CAN I NOT WANT TO SEE THEM?! G.na's my idol and 4minute rocks and  beast, ... BEAST IS JUST AMAZING!!!! &amp;lt;3 I praise Cube for  producing such talented idols. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let's all unite and vote  for United Cube to come to Singapore! :D As we all know, with  Singapore's small population, it's hard to compete with other countries.  Besides that, we are facing an aging population (lol i rmb ss stuff)  and k-pop appeals to younger people more than the elderly. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe help me vote and your karma will increase tenfold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO GO! Go and vote for sunny singapore! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United Cube episode 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYIEva8ITAY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/yYIEva8ITAY?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;United Cube episode 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/isYjbVDBNXo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/isYjbVDBNXo?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&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/6403973330866763034-4107977978609418889?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4107977978609418889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4107977978609418889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4107977978609418889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4107977978609418889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/07/vote-for-united-cube-festival-in-sg.html' title='Vote for United Cube Festival in SG!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeOFQXKLVc8/ThMxYEEqN5I/AAAAAAAAB-s/kGlmLC1aINY/s72-c/b2stind-ucofficialposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7532188938598218768</id><published>2011-07-04T22:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:54:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast- Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZAzWT8mRoR0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&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/ZAzWT8mRoR0?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;autoplay=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560" height="349" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&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/6403973330866763034-7532188938598218768?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7532188938598218768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7532188938598218768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7532188938598218768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7532188938598218768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='Beast- Fiction'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2773329092313498767</id><published>2011-07-04T17:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:10:55.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2: B2ST FANMEET IN SINGAPORE</title><content type='html'>Hi~ It's been awhile. Life has changed so much you don't even want to know. I'm studying at tp now and i've met new friends (that doesnt mean i've forgotten my old ones) lol that's not the point of my post. &amp;lt;: I'M HERE TO BLOG ABOUT MY BEAST FANMEET OMGGGGGGGGGG. &amp;lt;3 I shall start the chronicles of Eileen Chee's fangirling now. Haha and i feel the overwhelming need to write a fan account about this. :3 (oh beast &amp;lt;333) Ok~ the the beast fanmeet isn't my first concert.... It's the K-pop save the World which i went with Julyn and i realise that i should blog about it too since it was so memorable! :D That will be chapter 1 but i shall start with chapter 2 first! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE I SHALL START WRITING DOWN MY ADVENTURES. :D (i'm quite excited eventho it's been 2 days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B2ST FANMEET ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWJmaO6TD50/ThGUkp6928I/AAAAAAAAB-c/xwUD_s083XY/s1600/02072011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWJmaO6TD50/ThGUkp6928I/AAAAAAAAB-c/xwUD_s083XY/s400/02072011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625440767011838914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only photo i took that day. ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the beast fanmeet with Melo, Gwen, Ariki, Kei and Rei and i felt very old standing beside them because eventho they were all older than me, they look very young. Melo and Gwen even had their hair in pig tails so they looked cute and child-like while Ariki was wearing a wig (lol the wig is a bait) which made her and Rei look feminine. Er... Kei looked young cos she's shorter ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got VVIP tickets for the fanmeet (it was expensive :$) so the 6 of us got to sit at the third row from the stage, cat A4 i think. I sat beside Melo and Kei. We broke the white lightsticks and Kei took out her beast towel and let me flag it because i said i had nothing to hold onto. Haha thank youu Kei :D The MC for the day was a Dee-jay from 100.3 fm and he was quite funny but lame at the same time. Overall, he was a very good host who knows how to please b2uties :D LOL, he said he'll make sure that beast uses the towels on the stage to wipe their sweat before he gives them to fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-6.png" alt="" /&gt;Picture of the Dee-jay and beast at backstage: http://fuckyeahkickwang.tumblr.com/post/7153830748&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzqH0-3n-5g/ThGUkhN9CnI/AAAAAAAAB-U/geF9WyBIlxo/s1600/h4iu8qxj%2Biphone.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VzqH0-3n-5g/ThGUkhN9CnI/AAAAAAAAB-U/geF9WyBIlxo/s400/h4iu8qxj%2Biphone.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625440764675558002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture taken from Melo's twitter ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there were pictures of beast flashing on the screen and suddenly,  beast was on the stage. And.... the feeling was so surreal. Like. They  were only less than 10m infront of me. They performed Special and their  performance was totally captivating &amp;lt;3 LOL, idk why but my eyes were  glued to Hyunseung throughout the Special perf. (lol maybe cos he's the  first person i liked in beast) His dance moves were so sleek, and he  looked so beautiful (ok handsome) in real life. Hahaha, i didn't like  seungie's bowl-like haircut but he still looks good in it and that says  something. He's VERY good-looking. *u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shouting "aaaahhh" and waving the towel and the lightsticks to the  beat of the music. When Special ended, it was Soom aka breath. Kyaaaa  omggggg beast was so beastly idk what to say. Whenever beast did  something that was not in the choreography my fangirl instinct was to  scream "aaaahahhhh" and then push myself closer to Kei. LOL. Kei was  like screaming right beside me too. The crowd was shouting "Breath  Breath Breath!" whenever it's the chorus. (': Oh and i remember my hands  got tired from waving the towel and lightsticks. So..., i returned the  towel and i rested my hands while i watched them perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Beast introduced themselves and then a birthday cake (decorated with football designs like how Doojoon likes it) rolled out and we celebrated an early birthday for yoon doo doo. We sang happy birthday in four languages, English, Korean, Chinese and Malay. :D The birthday song was lagging which made the singing sound muffled and awkward but then *dum dum dum* beast the heros stepped up and sang happy birthday. (': Then it was the "Tell me more Beast!" section and each member had to say a secret about the member sitting next to him. LOLLLL when it was Dongwoon's turn he stood up and made us chant "Son Nam Shin" which means  Son Male [Nam] God [Shin]. SON NAM SHIN. SON NAM SHIN!! SON NAM SHIN! The chanting was very addictive lol, i see how people get hypnotized now. After that the winners of the dance contest came out and danced infront of beast. Waaaoooooo if i were them i wouldn't have the guts to perform infront of beast. I would like fall and trip over smth cos i can't concentrate on the dance because i'll be looking at beast. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the interaction with fans was next. OMGGGG someone who was like 2 seats behind me got the chance to go on stage to play bowling with beast. Why am i not lucky enough? WAE ): Yoseob gives the best fanservice ever, when his partner for the game went up the stage, he held her hand and skipped up the stage with her. Hahaha. Dongwoon's partner was a Doojoon fan and she had a headband with Yoon Doo Doo's name on it and Dongwoon got jealous and made the fan take it off hahaha. LOL. The fans got to talk to beast on stage aaaahhhh so envious. :3 Junhyung and his partner won and Junhyung gave his partner a hug. &amp;lt;3 The lucky girl got to take a polaroid with all of the beast members and have a poster autographed by beast on the spot. And it was her birthday this month so beast sang her a birthday song too. &amp;lt;3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll just prentend that they sang it for me too cos my birthday's on this month also (8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast sang Rainy days later. I was waving my lightstick throughout the song and singing along to the song. The beast members were smiling on stage and it was heartwarming to see them smile like that (: When the beast members scan through the crowd i always have this feeling like "they saw me! they saw me!" but i know that even if they saw me, they wouldn't remember me because they were facing a sea of fans, and there was only one of me. Unless i multiply myself by 10 and sit in one row, they can't possibly remember my face. :X Fiction was up next and I found myself singing along to it also because i didn't memorise the fanchant :x I only knew "Fiction in Fiction in Fiction!" and i just said that when it was the chorus LOL. Junhyung was like rapping directly infront of me. WOAHHHHH *O* so i kept looking at him. Junhyung~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then beast returned with Oasis, and there was alot of soulful singing. &amp;lt;3 My heart practically melted. Their voices were so.... so.... amazing. Then when it was VIU, beast said "stand up" or something like that and i was like "OOHHHHHH" and i started pushing Kei with me to the front of the stage. We we like less than 2m away from beast omggggg. More people followed and i lost Kei somehow and there was lots of squeezing. I didn't like it that there were many people trying to push me away and there was this fanboard constantly stabbing my neck and i kept trying to push it away but i couldnt. So.... the fanboard stayed at my neck. ._. beast was very hyper and playful during VIU and they were doing the hip-thrusting  and pointing and Junhyung was like directly above me so i was staring at him all the time because i can't move my head much. Resticted head movements due to the pointy fanboard. &amp;gt;: Doojoon was hogging a camera and doing all his faces. Dongwoon smirked at my direction and was flirting with the fans then he came down the stage and started getting really close to us. Then hands started erupting from behind me trying to grab his hand. LOL those crazy fangirls, instead of touching Dongwoon's hand they were touching my head. Then yoseob came down and ran past me.  Gahhhhh. So cute. (': After that they performed I like you the best and beast started throwing their used towels into the crowd, Kikwang went the extreme mile and even took off his shirt and threw it into the crowd, into the waiting hands of fans. Such awesome fanservice (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyunseung was at the other side so i couldn't see him much ): due to my restricted head movements. And Junhyung cried )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cube Entertainment &lt;/strong&gt;commented, &lt;em&gt;“Yong Junhyung is  very sensitive. There have been many events with fans, but at this  event, the fans were really supporting him; we think he was moved by  that and cried because of it.”&lt;/em&gt;-taken from allkpop&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhyung ah~ My Sagittarius man don't cry. I'll support you and Hara. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it ended and the crowd dispersed. Only the fans who get to high-5 the beast members stayed back. And of course~ I stayed back too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmpq5nl72UA/ThGUkLLEFdI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vCIPr0GpFzQ/s1600/hsfzjmuj%2Biphone.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hmpq5nl72UA/ThGUkLLEFdI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vCIPr0GpFzQ/s400/hsfzjmuj%2Biphone.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625440758757856722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from Gwen's twitter. All 6 of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the high-5 session!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We were led into a room and Beast was like standing in one line. I saw yoseob first because he was at the front and i was so stunned i was stammering and i managed and audible "h-hi" aaahhh so awkward. He was like smiling and i saw his hand and i high-5ed him. Right behind him was Dongwoon i think, then Junhyung, Hyunseung peeping out behind him (ahahha so cute), DooJoon (he was saying"thankyouthankyou" in his accent) and Kikwang. The security guard was like rushing us so i like high-5ed all of them with both my hands, then after i was done i was like jumping cos i was so happy while i'm still in the room, and my lightsticks fell from my the pocket of my shirt and i bent down to pick them up but one of them rolled quite far and someone was pushing me so i left it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i left the room it dawned on me that i fangirl-ed infront of beast. omgggg. . . ;A; I can't remember how touching their hands actually feels like, because it happened all so fast, i didn't even get to see junhyung, doojoon and kikwang's face at all cos i was searching for Hyunseung. But i remember that i'm the same height as yoseob. LOL. And the rest were a little bit taller. .... So.. i feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ i love beast regardless of their height and that's not a fiction but a fact. :D I... i just want to be shorter lol. (when i get reincarnated i want to be shorter, like more petite :3, unless i turn out to be a male, then i can be as manly as i am now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaahhhh beast &amp;lt;3 They were so awesome, i can't get enough of them. UNITED CUBE CONCERT PLEASE COME SINGAPOREEEEE!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i heard from Melo that we're getting autographed CD + poster. 8'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to have dinner with my friends and then slack at coffee bean for awhile and then i boarded the last train home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i stumbled unto this girl's fan account and she was so creative i take my hat off to her, Hyunseung even looked at her earring! I should do something like that next time :'D http://sachiko-mizuki.livejournal.com/17464.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beast i love you come back to sunny singapore again where it's always summer beast beast beast beast beast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2773329092313498767?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2773329092313498767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2773329092313498767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2773329092313498767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2773329092313498767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/07/chapter-2-b2st-fanmeet-in-singapore.html' title='Chapter 2: B2ST FANMEET IN SINGAPORE'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWJmaO6TD50/ThGUkp6928I/AAAAAAAAB-c/xwUD_s083XY/s72-c/02072011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6394864845876787867</id><published>2011-03-20T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T01:09:07.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the power of imagination makes us infinite ∞</title><content type='html'>Hi~ Long time no blog~&lt;br /&gt;i created a tumblr recently!  (7 days ago i think....) And i've been tumblr-ing alot. :3&lt;br /&gt;It's because i can spam pictures easily at tumblr. But people i dont know follow my tumblr so.... i cant post about my life there so this is what my blog is for! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bel's house today with des and wl to cook. (: Bel and i wanted to make baked rice/pasta with lotsa cheese and i suggested we bake potatoes too but we ended up only baking potatoes. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.... bel &amp;amp; des &amp;amp; wl made spaghetti!! (i didnt really help with the spaghetti cos i was late)&lt;br /&gt;And the spaghetti was delicious. (*u*)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped to make wl's potato cos he helped me wash my plate. Ty~ ty~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we ate, des did her chi homework and the rest of us watched tv. Bel watched her cooking show and i was like trying to stop myself from drooling throughout the show. THE FOOD THEY SHOW LOOKED SO GOOD!!!!!! And i really want to try the cottoncandy with flowers. The chef in the show said it tastes like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to know how spring tastes like (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OjVcURDRi8/TYYkz3dqrAI/AAAAAAAAB-A/NgcsRTmQZmE/s1600/20032011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OjVcURDRi8/TYYkz3dqrAI/AAAAAAAAB-A/NgcsRTmQZmE/s400/20032011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192861279988738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My potato that's cut into half and has a dent which is filled with butter (Aoi's advice) and salt and cheese with herbs from bel's house. You cant really see much here tho :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hwddvjgBhVI/TYYkzsbOMSI/AAAAAAAAB94/8jwbrNz2puM/s1600/20032011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hwddvjgBhVI/TYYkzsbOMSI/AAAAAAAAB94/8jwbrNz2puM/s400/20032011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192858316943650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such good food (': Be jealous Jingyi and Jingwen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when i was waiting for a bus to get to bel's house. Someone came up to me and asked me if i came from China. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like im from China?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it wasnt a dare, cos the guy went to the malay boys sitting beside me and asked them questions too. I think the boys felt pestered so they stood up and walked away. Thats when the guy turned to me and asked if im from China. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to buy dinner for my family also. Half a chicken + egg + liver? And.... when it was my turn in the queue, i read out what my father sent me, cos my father smsed me what to buy for dinner. Then i think i sounded very uncertain so the chicken rice stall man gestured for me to show him the sms and i showed it to him. My father smsed in english, so the chicken rice stall man didnt said he didnt understand what's in the sms but he still tried to read out the sms, and at the end of the sms my father added "kiss kiss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL so the chicken rice stall man asked what's kiss kiss. *embarrassed* So, i translated kiss for him THEN HE ASKED ME IF MY HUSBAND SENT ME THAT SMS O____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like im married? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYY DO I GET WIERD QUESTIONS TODAY?!?!!?!?!??!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ystd-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to support JMK at the finales for dance fiesta! And i met Ariki before that and i was late *u* I overslept.... so i took a taxi there (the big red one) But the taxi driver said i was a good girl so he gave me $5 discount. LOLL! -but i was still late-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think the taxi uncle gave me a discount cos i talked to him on the journey there. LOL. I didnt purposely pick up a conversation........ IM BAD AT IT! I just had questions to ask him.... Like if his red taxi was more expensive than the other taxis (he said yes) and if the taxi goes under the ERP when the customer's inside who pays (he said the customer pays and the he told me that if there's no customer in the taxi he had to pay) and then my stomach growled -cos i woke up late and didnt eat anything- so i asked the taxi uncle when was his lunch break (he said anytime he wants it to be) Yea...... i was curious. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariki was very nice and she didnt scold me for being late and she gave me her bread to eat LOL. Maybe it's because im younger *u* Then when we went into the lounge place the security guards asked for our ICs. I passed him my IC and he at it for a long time which made me feel scared. Then i realised they were checking our ICs to see if im underage and from the corner of my eye i saw one other guard giving Ariki some paper bracelet and i thought i was gonna get banned from entering the lounge but the security guard let me in. -relieved- just that i dont get the paper bracelet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on i found out that the paper bracelet was differentiate the under 18s from the rest so that they cannot purchase alcoholic drinks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After JMK performed Aoi and Kurumi brought us backstage and we slacked there :3 Then we went into some room and Aoi told me that Jung Min's gonna perform there tmr and that FT island performed there before. :OOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That place was wonderful~~~ Got the stage and drum set and DJ place and the disco ball. (*o*)&lt;br /&gt;Aoi, Kurumi, Ariki, another JMK member and I took photos on the stage LOL. Then Ariki and i touched the mic on the stage to "leave our cells there" with the hopes that Jung min will use the same mic tmr. We took lots of photos on the stage ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so surreal because like just a day later, PARK JUNG MIN'S GONNA BE IN THE SAME PLACE!!!!!!! AND ALSO FT ISLAND HAS BEEN THERE BEFORE!!!! Wow~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we chatted and then I went to eat dinner with my family and grandfather. We had crab~~~(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i've not blogged in a long time so... the picture sequence abit off. The pictures of  the dinner are below this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner my grandfather came to my house to sleep (: And i had to sacrifice my bed for him and so i slept on the floor in my parent's room ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImgZ10R_D3w/TYYkf_bPrNI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Dbk93nIHs7Y/s1600/19032011%2528010%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ImgZ10R_D3w/TYYkf_bPrNI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Dbk93nIHs7Y/s400/19032011%2528010%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192519819930834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My makeshift bed. ): -uncomfortable-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--aM8e_0qwHU/TYYkgp3hu_I/AAAAAAAAB9g/yjTfSUysfOE/s1600/19032011%2528011%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--aM8e_0qwHU/TYYkgp3hu_I/AAAAAAAAB9g/yjTfSUysfOE/s400/19032011%2528011%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192531212844018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed a dog beside my bed...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKLuw45KIow/TYYkyzde8MI/AAAAAAAAB9o/ElTTUO66bH4/s1600/19032011%2528012%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKLuw45KIow/TYYkyzde8MI/AAAAAAAAB9o/ElTTUO66bH4/s400/19032011%2528012%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192843025608898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there is smth i need to protect myself against...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLWW97dmlCo/TYYkzGFFvqI/AAAAAAAAB9w/68jYrlaeE-E/s1600/19032011%2528013%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLWW97dmlCo/TYYkzGFFvqI/AAAAAAAAB9w/68jYrlaeE-E/s400/19032011%2528013%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192848023568034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet monster. Thats the door to the toilet in my parent's room. Since young my brothers and i were afraid of sleeping near that door whenever we slept in our parents room. It was really bad so my father had to put an Ultraman toy near the door and when he did that, my brothers and i were able to sleep in peace cos my father told us that the Ultraman would protect us. LOL. I know its stupid but im still scared of the toilet monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pictures of food-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OVSnWmCZ5KE/TYYkfcpCnvI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Xo7i7R2ovaA/s1600/19032011%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OVSnWmCZ5KE/TYYkfcpCnvI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/Xo7i7R2ovaA/s400/19032011%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192510482554610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9opJW32ebo/TYYkfISHB-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/bwMIOMj20aM/s1600/19032011%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9opJW32ebo/TYYkfISHB-I/AAAAAAAAB9I/bwMIOMj20aM/s400/19032011%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192505017665506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u0wHSAlsnls/TYYkQKFvfvI/AAAAAAAAB9A/tB451jfnCmg/s1600/19032011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cPWMjST4sfU/TYYkPSzXZ_I/AAAAAAAAB8o/32TVxjtcVtw/s400/19032011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192232963598322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtYl34fuC8s/TYYkPFC-D-I/AAAAAAAAB8g/Azwsz7kMJDU/s1600/19032011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtYl34fuC8s/TYYkPFC-D-I/AAAAAAAAB8g/Azwsz7kMJDU/s400/19032011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586192229270949858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6394864845876787867?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6394864845876787867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6394864845876787867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6394864845876787867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6394864845876787867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/03/power-of-imagination-makes-us-infinite.html' title='the power of imagination makes us infinite ∞'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OjVcURDRi8/TYYkz3dqrAI/AAAAAAAAB-A/NgcsRTmQZmE/s72-c/20032011%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7859072048181344875</id><published>2011-02-22T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T03:05:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghetto electro♥</title><content type='html'>I was bored so i searched "Ghetto Electro" on google and clicked on the first link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Just so you know ghetto electro is a chant thing that G-dragon and top chants in their song high high.~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i saw this : &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Originating for Korea, it was first heard in the mythological pairing of a dragon and a white haired extremely good looking man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i was laughing at it for a long time. I finally understand why there is the random GHETTO ELECTRO in the song now. :'D cos, dragon would obviously refer to G-dragon and the extremely good looking white haired man would be top. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i decided to click on a few more links to check if the first link was accurate, and i saw this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh6NgdF1h-k/TWK015qZc3I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/rcgs-bFmBPI/s1600/ghetto%2Belectro.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh6NgdF1h-k/TWK015qZc3I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/rcgs-bFmBPI/s400/ghetto%2Belectro.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576218126742811506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!! there are people out there that are like me too 8D so im not alone~ (sings along with jungmin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FXwg0IwceUY/TWK01hh3AAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/AhufskjOtCI/s1600/660724e9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FXwg0IwceUY/TWK01hh3AAI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/AhufskjOtCI/s400/660724e9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576218120264548354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so here's the dragon and the good looking white haired guy hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;G H E T T O E L E C T R O 미칠지 모르죠&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;말리지 마 here we go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;G H E T T O E L E C T R O 지칠 줄 모르죠&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;멈추지 마 here we go (go go go go go go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why i'm so amused by this. :3 maybe it's cos im a VIP. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:georgia,Verdana,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7859072048181344875?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7859072048181344875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7859072048181344875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7859072048181344875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7859072048181344875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/02/ghetto-electro.html' title='ghetto electro♥'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh6NgdF1h-k/TWK015qZc3I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/rcgs-bFmBPI/s72-c/ghetto%2Belectro.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7370725596616494097</id><published>2011-02-20T14:27:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:24:42.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;whooo~~ hi~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des, bel and es came to my house ystd to dance ^^ We had lots of fun learning jyj's be my girl remix dance steps.  *jump jump jump runs on the spot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWFOFvlIB-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWFOFvlIB-o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anti-fans are fans to me.  I’m working hard to read what they write and fix whatever I can.  They’re always so accurate and honest with their judgments, so I’m grateful that they’re criticizing me.  If you don’t advance, you inevitably retreat.  These days, I’m glad to be able to improve myself little by little. -g.na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border-width: 0px; outline-width: 0px; font-weight: inherit; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;aww, g.na's right. Espcially the "if you don't advance, you inevitably retreat" sentence. (': G.na's one of my fav korean female singers. She's so humble and sincere (': I love IU too because she is not afraid to show her true personality and hardworking, BoA cos she is talented and down to earth eventho she is so famous and Navi cos she is honest and sings soulfully. There are more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt; female solo singers i like but these four are my fav!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;~~~ valentine's day is over but i still wanna post these pictures :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27JmgAxVR50/TWC05WwUDgI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dwUUV2padUs/s1600/14022011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27JmgAxVR50/TWC05WwUDgI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dwUUV2padUs/s400/14022011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655236138438146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27JmgAxVR50/TWC05WwUDgI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dwUUV2padUs/s1600/14022011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the balloon yx gave me (the one with big eyes) and the balloon i gave yx in exchange (the one with small dot like eyes) The balloon i gave yx was cuter right?!?~! The one yx gave me was......creepy :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0pglXYcdzM/TWC05ZuyZAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/IljlL8hmHm0/s1600/14022011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0pglXYcdzM/TWC05ZuyZAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/IljlL8hmHm0/s400/14022011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655236937344002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f0pglXYcdzM/TWC05ZuyZAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/IljlL8hmHm0/s1600/14022011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tiny flower pot my boss gave us (: Mine is the pink one -.- I wanted the white one but i was unlucky enough to get the pink one ): and yx knew i didnt like pink so she refused to exchange with me T,T oh my boss forgot to remove the price tag so i know it costs $18. *-* so expensive~~!!!! And he gave one flower pot to all of the people working on that day! So... it will be $18 x 4 = $72!!!!!! :O he's such a nice boss (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and i got another balloon from yx but it was quite big so i left it at the cafe cos it was hard to carry around. She told me that her first impression of me was ":O" on the balloon. I thought she meant that i made that face when i first saw her but.... she said that she meant that i looked blur &gt;.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~~~ donut game! Yx and i played this in the cafe when there were no customers. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point of the game was to stack donuts on the tea cup when it's your turn, or take away donuts according to picture on the dice you throw. and if the stack of donuts topples you have to face a forfeit! I tried giving yx forfeits that i thought were horrible but they ended to be lenient. &gt;.&gt; I mixed different syrups for yx for one of her forfeits but it ended up tasting nice, and another time i gave her wipped cream with strawberry sauce and nuts on it cos i hated wipped cream + nuts but yx liked it ): The only horrible forfeit yx had was the wasabi riceball. &gt;:) Yx on the other hand gave me horrible forfeits ): *sob sob sob*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoPlRFS6_-o/TWC05JU7pyI/AAAAAAAAB74/PaSTm3NHg_M/s1600/17022011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoPlRFS6_-o/TWC05JU7pyI/AAAAAAAAB74/PaSTm3NHg_M/s400/17022011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655232533931810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The donuts and the tea cup! So cute~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IoPlRFS6_-o/TWC05JU7pyI/AAAAAAAAB74/PaSTm3NHg_M/s1600/17022011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rJcgJ4GNjwo/TWC0wez2V2I/AAAAAAAAB7w/YZOls2O26fI/s1600/17022011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rJcgJ4GNjwo/TWC0wez2V2I/AAAAAAAAB7w/YZOls2O26fI/s400/17022011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655083681929058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rJcgJ4GNjwo/TWC0wez2V2I/AAAAAAAAB7w/YZOls2O26fI/s1600/17022011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTWH672JUpo/TWC0wNl4vbI/AAAAAAAAB7o/WI_TrQr4p0I/s1600/17022011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTWH672JUpo/TWC0wNl4vbI/AAAAAAAAB7o/WI_TrQr4p0I/s400/17022011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655079059963314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTWH672JUpo/TWC0wNl4vbI/AAAAAAAAB7o/WI_TrQr4p0I/s1600/17022011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JceESjNV6Q/TWC0vzpSbLI/AAAAAAAAB7g/g6te2IAf45U/s1600/17022011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0JceESjNV6Q/TWC0vzpSbLI/AAAAAAAAB7g/g6te2IAf45U/s400/17022011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655072094907570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The name of the game. DOUGHNUTS ON DOUGHNUTS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvIP4tK-AIQ/TWC0vt_jwMI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dm2z1ICi51s/s1600/14022011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvIP4tK-AIQ/TWC0vt_jwMI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dm2z1ICi51s/s400/14022011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655070577705154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random picture~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvIP4tK-AIQ/TWC0vt_jwMI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/dm2z1ICi51s/s1600/14022011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyUyliHW8OE/TWC0vSQFgcI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/dv4Xxq2LSZ4/s1600/10022011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eyUyliHW8OE/TWC0vSQFgcI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/dv4Xxq2LSZ4/s400/10022011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575655063130833346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehehe :3 kurumi and i bought the same cat just that her's has the hat. I borrowed her hat in the picture. The one wearing the hat is sea bass!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeMA2RK-pQE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oeMA2RK-pQE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epik High- Fan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7370725596616494097?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7370725596616494097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7370725596616494097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7370725596616494097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7370725596616494097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27JmgAxVR50/TWC05WwUDgI/AAAAAAAAB8I/dwUUV2padUs/s72-c/14022011%2528002%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5650975281481319504</id><published>2011-02-16T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:30:08.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bigbang!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxbF7df1cBs/TVvfHO4znGI/AAAAAAAAB7I/MGdELLQOowI/s1600/20110214_bigbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxbF7df1cBs/TVvfHO4znGI/AAAAAAAAB7I/MGdELLQOowI/s400/20110214_bigbang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574294279149558882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're finally coming back! I can't wait!!!!!!!! :'D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5650975281481319504?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5650975281481319504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5650975281481319504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5650975281481319504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5650975281481319504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/02/bigbang.html' title='bigbang!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mxbF7df1cBs/TVvfHO4znGI/AAAAAAAAB7I/MGdELLQOowI/s72-c/20110214_bigbang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2298871851373287591</id><published>2011-02-13T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:54:56.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>navi-the road</title><content type='html'>hi~ long time no see~ has it been like 11 days or smth? (ahahaha! its a scene from dream high. Nevermind &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im back from malaysia! (actually i've been back since a long time ago but i fell sick then i needed to recuperate so i didnt do much but mop around 8D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise i always fall sick after i return from overseas. Im too weak! )': So... I decided im going to wake up early tmr and go excercise! Im very determined about it! I even set my alarm already, im gonna wake up at 7.30am tmr then go for a morning run :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA KEEP MYSELF FIT AND HEALTHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha and i heard from desiree and gy that they have p.e in jc and they have to run -i-forgot-but-i-remember-they-said-they-suffered-so-i-guess-it-should-be-many- rounds so im gonna run around my house tmr! :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's gonna be valentines day tmr~ Im gonna be working at the cafe facing lonely individuals cos normally couples wont go to the cafe. And kurumi and i are going to wear blonde wigs tmr (for fun) 8'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYZnADnqic/TVf-EZIQIiI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Vyvpr41w6tE/s1600/IMG000153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYZnADnqic/TVf-EZIQIiI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Vyvpr41w6tE/s400/IMG000153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573202415312708130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8deHe7I_8Q/TVf-EbVvP4I/AAAAAAAAB64/e7J8MvQObF0/s1600/IMG000152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8deHe7I_8Q/TVf-EbVvP4I/AAAAAAAAB64/e7J8MvQObF0/s400/IMG000152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573202415906144130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aw sea bass's so cute (': You cant see much from here tho~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to have a liking towards cats recently :3 It's wierd cos im supposed to be a dog person. Nooooooo what is happening to me?!??!?!??! )': I even bought a cat keychain for myself. It's hanging on my handphone now~~ I named it sea bass (its pronounced as sebas, short form for sebastian!!!)after my cat in pet society. It had another name given to it by it's creator but i forgot it so i call it sea bass. :3 oh and i bought ivana a cat keychain too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ gonna play civilaization now! Its a game eugene bought for over $60 and i felt that it was a waste if he plays it himself so ewan and i play it too. :D Aaahhh im such a bad ruler. Im a mongolian king in the game and i suck )': I think i need to play now and invade other countries to make me less noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2298871851373287591?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2298871851373287591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2298871851373287591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2298871851373287591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2298871851373287591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/02/navi-road.html' title='navi-the road'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCYZnADnqic/TVf-EZIQIiI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Vyvpr41w6tE/s72-c/IMG000153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5315368682985835890</id><published>2011-02-02T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:01:49.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now's the time, make it right.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Woke up to my parents quarreling. ): Then i stayed in bed to listen to their quarrel and i didnt like what i heard. The problem is back ): But i guess it's ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea~ for now all is ok (: Thats why my family's still going malaysia tomorrow! :D Actually its not really tomorrow, cos we're leaving at 4am in the morning. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to malaysia in the new (lunar) year to climb &lt;s&gt;slopes/hills&lt;/s&gt; mountains with my two aunts and their families. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo cant wait for the 8 hours car ride to malaysia ._. (it's a jo~ke~) I think i'll sleep in the car all the way so im gonna stay up till 4am tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im excited for the trip!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (oh happy chinese new year btw) I packed my own bag and i can finally bring my own clothes!! Ahahahah! (er... like carry my own "luggage" I didnt mean that i dont bring my own clothes to wear when i go overseas! -.-) And i think maybe i prepared too much, cos my bag is really stuffed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i think i packed too much. I even brought my manga (huhuhu i bought it from kaiko) and a telescope thing i found in the morning. &lt;: I wanted to bring the fan i won at the drawing competition at ngee ann there. But the fan doesnt work -.- The fan is a scam!  Oh yes! And i prepared movies to watch when in the car just in case i cannot fall asleep in the car, cos my father has the tiny tv in his car.   &lt;br /&gt;And im gonna show you the movie titles im bringing cos there is still alot of time till 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl28POT92I/AAAAAAAAB6w/wpVJceHbBRs/s1600/IMG000145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl28POT92I/AAAAAAAAB6w/wpVJceHbBRs/s400/IMG000145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569113191471118178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolutionary road. I might feel like watching a love story. :3 Revolutionary road's cover looks like a kiss scene. SO i think it is a love story :D (i might be wrong, it might be an action packed movie after all. THAT'S WHY PEOPLE SAY: DON'T JUDGE A &lt;s&gt;BOOK&lt;/s&gt; MOVIE BY IT'S COVER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl271CQrOI/AAAAAAAAB6o/T08TQHcMmNI/s1600/IMG000144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl271CQrOI/AAAAAAAAB6o/T08TQHcMmNI/s400/IMG000144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569113184441248994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink panther! :DDD *reminds me of my childhood days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2fz1s2_I/AAAAAAAAB6g/g6HlWlZNDTc/s1600/IMG000146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2fz1s2_I/AAAAAAAAB6g/g6HlWlZNDTc/s400/IMG000146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569112703083797490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*O* THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA!!!!!!!!! :D wanted to watch this again since i forgot when. (': This show is a classic! MUST WATCH!!!! I hope i can watch this on the tv thing. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2flGAVDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/HDD3SXGonc8/s1600/IMG000147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2flGAVDI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/HDD3SXGonc8/s400/IMG000147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569112699125650482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curious case of Benjamin Button. (: I bought this in china (i think...) cos i read a review about it and it said that it was a good movie. I trusted that review so i bought it and i havent watched it yet. :D Must watch #2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2fdiDiPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/NxJQrx0klfY/s1600/IMG000148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2fdiDiPI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/NxJQrx0klfY/s400/IMG000148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569112697095817458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGE BOBBLE! LOL watched one of  Ray William Johnson vid's today with my brothers. if you wanna watch the link is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpLPEmopV-8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :X I thought my cousins would like this, cos... they are young. ._. So im bringing it just in case they feel bored at night and i dont know how to entertain them. I make a good cousin (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2e300xkI/AAAAAAAAB6I/o2IfFLefmuE/s1600/IMG000149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2e300xkI/AAAAAAAAB6I/o2IfFLefmuE/s400/IMG000149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569112686973994562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's a must bring. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2e5LzBdI/AAAAAAAAB6A/8VpI6E0A4uw/s1600/IMG000150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl2e5LzBdI/AAAAAAAAB6A/8VpI6E0A4uw/s400/IMG000150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569112687338784210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! number 2. :D It's a must bring too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos Ip man is so amazing!!!!! (L) Im going to make my young cousins watch this. &gt;:) EH wait. I cant make them watch Ip man. They wont understand fully cos they are half-chinese, half-indian. T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to bring harry potter movies too but i couldnt find them ): I feel devastated ): huhuhu. It's frustrating cos i know my harry potter dvds are somewhere in the house but i cant find them. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh!!! Nvm~ ok need to hang the clothes now. I promised my mother to hang them. The washing machine is calling. *beep beep beep*Bye!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5315368682985835890?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5315368682985835890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5315368682985835890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5315368682985835890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5315368682985835890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/02/nows-time-make-it-right.html' title='Now&apos;s the time, make it right.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUl28POT92I/AAAAAAAAB6w/wpVJceHbBRs/s72-c/IMG000145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6962043093038292012</id><published>2011-01-31T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:30:13.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now</title><content type='html'>T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been in my own world and constantly protected by my parents so when my colleagues told me about their lives today i felt so thankful and happy to have such great parents who sincerely cared for my well being. Yea they told me about their struggles when they were at my age and it sounded so tragic and sad that made my eyes water. But i suddenly feel that i dont want to be that protected anymore. Because, it is becoming a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there was only me and Yui doing the closing so it took a longer time. And after that, since it's the end of the month i could get my pay! So i had to spend a longer time at the cafe cos while my boss counted the hours i worked and filled up documents to give me my salary. Then suddenly, i got a call from my father. He had this angry tone to his voice when he told me that he was waiting downstairs already and asking why i was taking so long so I could tell that he was furious. After i put the hung up i saw that i had 4 miss calls and all of them were from my father and i felt sad for letting my father wait, but irritated at the same time cos i didnt even know he would be waiting for me! He never told me that he was fetching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand why he's mad, but it's not completely my fault for being slow cos i dont even know you're waiting for me. And i didnt answer his calls earlier cos i was sweeping the floor and i didnt carry my bag around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i went to the place where my father parked the car, i couldnt get in easily cos he parked it at the main road and the door that was closest to me had bushes blocking the door. So, i had to go to the other side which was dangerously near the main road to get into the car. And when i opened the door to get in, my brother was blocking the way. I shouted at him to get up cos there was a taxi speeding towards me and i would get knocked down if i dont get into the car. Instead of quickly getting up, my brother scolded me for being late and took his time to get up. Then when i could finally get into the car, he scolded me for shouting at him to get up. -.- what the?!! It was so dangerous then, and you were sleeping, how could you blame me for rushing you to get up in a loud voice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother kept scolding me in the car. Then my father asked what was wrong with me, cos i was didnt reply my brother so he could sense my unhappiness. So i just said "$100 had to go into my CPF". Then my brother kept harping on how he had to wait for "an idiot" for 40 mins, and kept on repeating "if i knew you'ld fetch that somebody then i wouldnt have taken this car. I would have been home 1 hour ago." Argh i knew that he was referring to me -.- But it wasnt my fault that he had to wait for 40 minutes! I had no clue that my father was gonna fetch me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied about being unhappy that part of my pay had to go into my CPF account, cos im glad that im actually being forced to save up for my old age. I'm very accident prone. I dont create scenarios for accidents to happen to myself but they seem to find their way to me :/ So i know that saving up is best for me cos anything may happen to me since i injure myself so much and i guess i will injure myself more when i get old and muddleheaded. I was actually unhappy with my brother and father. Then i started crying without anyone knowing ._. (ya i realise i cry over stupid things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt say much till then. But then the bottled up feelings inside of me exploded and i started telling them how i didnt ask for this (the ride home) and explaining why i shouted at my brother to get up quickly. I was so emotional i wasnt telling them properly, i was crying and i couldnt control my voice so i was actually shouting and i said everything in one breath cos i couldnt breathe properly cos i was crying so my words became slurred so i think they didnt hear what i said. At all. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i stopped to catch my breath, then i told my father that he need not fetch me anymore. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really meant it then. Cos, i felt that fetching me was such a bother for him. Like, it was unnecessary and unneeded.  I could just go home myself. I didnt expect him to wait for me to fetch me. I could just go home myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventho i enjoy being fetched cos i dont need to squeeze into the mrt and stand through the ride, i didnt want to waste my father's time, and my brother's time also. If not for me, they would have been home an hour ago. So my brother had been right about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to cause trouble for anyone, and i'm one to stay away from trouble. So I made up my mind and told my father he need not fetch me home anymore. Anyway i can travel around myself. Singapore is so small. My friends in the jcs are asking me if i know another person in the same jc as them. Yea... everyone knows everyone now. Singapore is a tiny red dot on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find it wierd that last week when i wasnt home by 12 midnight my father didnt panic and come to fetch me. Cos, i was really scared then and i wanted him to fetch me. But when i could go home myself, he fetches me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im not making sense right now, cos im still affected by that and im still crying. -.- stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the first paragraph has no link to the rest of the post.... But somehow it made sense to me when i was more affected by the fetching home thing just now but my "affected-ness" subsided as im typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, today's just another bad day. :X I overslept this morning because it was raining and the weather was so cold and nice for sleeping. :3 Then when i woke up i was late for work already. *o* I really wanted to have my father to fetch me to work but he was at work himself and was busy so i used my pocket money to take a taxi there. T,T My money ah~ the taxi ride was so expensive. :$ It was my pocket money ($10) + $1.40. But the taxi driver uncle was nice, so he drove quickly eventho i didnt tell him to drive faster cos i didnt have the guts to. I think it was cos i was sniffing alot and i just woke up so i had red eyes. So... Maybe he thought i was dumped cos maybe i looked like i was crying. Oh and i caught a cold, thats why i was sniffing. T,T it rained ystd when i was going home from work and i was lazy to open the umbrella so i walked in the rain. (yea i wished my father was gonna pick me up ystd too, but he didnt T,T ) Oh ya and today's a bad day also, cos when i reached the cafe, i couldnt open the cashier cos the power button went missing. -.- I suspect some thief stole it. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ i think after typing so much i feel better now. My level of "affected-ness" subsided to 0%. And im starting to get hungry T,T why? why? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... I didnt eat much today. I spent my money on the taxi ride. T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna go bathe now. it's 12.27am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6962043093038292012?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6962043093038292012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6962043093038292012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6962043093038292012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6962043093038292012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/now.html' title='now'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7434791523958871968</id><published>2011-01-29T02:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:09:34.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="25" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6SUidI2jMzE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6SUidI2jMzE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the club (acapella version) - 2NE1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7434791523958871968?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7434791523958871968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7434791523958871968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7434791523958871968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7434791523958871968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-anyone.html' title='to anyone'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7015583352023940996</id><published>2011-01-29T01:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T03:25:05.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i drew a line for you</title><content type='html'>Sawadeeka. I realised i didnt greet with that in a long time. So... today's special. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho well today's special cos i took the last train home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all yanxiang and her coffee's fault! We ended work late because of some cashier problems and that made me had late to make sure its fixed cos the sale period thing was under my name! Then the boss came and yx took her free cans of coffee that was from the poly open from the fridge and we started drinking it and we thought it was bitter so we added sugar syrup into it and we got hyper and i think we embarrassed ourselves in front of the boss.(who was installing a speaker) *H*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we left the cafe really late cos we got hyper and lost track of time and were unaware of our surroundings. Then when we realised it was 11+ we panicked and ran out of the cafe and took the lift down, but we found out that the doors were locked and we were like stuck in the mall. I was super scared but i think i didnt feel it that much then cos i was still having the sugar rush. We then went to the basement where the carpark was and walked the car way out. IT WAS SUPER SCARY! Cos i had a nightmare once where i was trapped in a carpark and the kidnapper was chasing me and i had nowhere to run and no place to hide and i couldnt find my father's car. T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed to the mrt and took the last train 9or second last train) home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh sigh* It's never gonna happen again! Im not going to drink coffee outside my house anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was very tiring today, cos Chihiro and Hikari talked about their school conflict stuff and i dont know what happened. And i did the most work today cos they both talked. ): And i feel depressed cos they dont know how much work i did today, cos when they were standing around and talking i was washing the all the dishes (which filled up both sinks), then when i was done with the dishes, i moved on and refilled the chocolate chips. Then Chihiro and Hikari started washing the dishes together cos some piled up again. Then when they were done after a few minutes cos they had each other washing, Chihiro said "eh, today got so little dishes". Then Hikari replied " let's do closing early today!!" T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt left out the whole day cos i didnt know how to join in their conversation. So I made myself busy by doing everything from making salads to serving customers to washing dishes. It was horrible ): But it wasnt that bad because yanxiang came to find me in the cafe and stayed with me throughout the whole day. And yx witnessed the conversation between Hikari and Chihiro about the dishes and she understood how i felt cos she saw me washing everything. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dont feel that depressed actually~ Cos someone actually saw me work my ass out. (HAHA i used the word ass) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and kurumi made me the drink from "My Princess" &lt;my&gt;&lt;my&gt; :D It's the drink that Kikwang gave to the pretty noona. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even taught me how to make it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1) add a little honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8z5lkWnI/AAAAAAAAB50/KAZEvvkg4yk/s1600/27012011%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8z5lkWnI/AAAAAAAAB50/KAZEvvkg4yk/s400/27012011%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567290057945274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2) Add milk. It should occupy about this much of the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zhMnPCI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GqfXlnPokOs/s1600/27012011%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zhMnPCI/AAAAAAAAB5s/GqfXlnPokOs/s400/27012011%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567290051398155298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3) spam foam till full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zM3DY_I/AAAAAAAAB5k/8x1uvdkKRkg/s1600/27012011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zM3DY_I/AAAAAAAAB5k/8x1uvdkKRkg/s400/27012011%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567290045939016690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4) Draw a heart like that. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zO3LBHI/AAAAAAAAB5c/SHMMYbqeDvs/s1600/27012011%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8zO3LBHI/AAAAAAAAB5c/SHMMYbqeDvs/s400/27012011%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567290046476387442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!~ The drink from &lt;my&gt; that Kikwang made for the pretty noona is done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice, but i felt like it lacked something, so i added a lemon slice. (: Then it became the Hikari drink. Kurumi said it was nicer with the lemon too. Kekeke Kikwang ah, you failed! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hikari made another drink. She calls it the Princess drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_jfGkGI/AAAAAAAAB5U/Rf43aaZXlTM/s1600/28012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_jfGkGI/AAAAAAAAB5U/Rf43aaZXlTM/s400/28012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567289158659379298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh look at the background. The orange juice moved. Ghostly aura~ *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kurumi made me another drink, called soom! :D HAHA she said she invented it for me. (': Im so touched. Thanks~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_DjtEZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/V3new2lwZbQ/s1600/27012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_DjtEZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/V3new2lwZbQ/s400/27012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567289150088745362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you drink this, you will go "aahh". LOL! Thats why it's called soom (breath in korean). It's named after the beast song. Just so you know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiko made me chocolate foam. I pestered her for it and i got it &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_O-w-TI/AAAAAAAAB48/WRpliGzsPsI/s1600/27012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7_O-w-TI/AAAAAAAAB48/WRpliGzsPsI/s400/27012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567289153155037490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day&lt;/u&gt; when i reset my atm password~ Then ate my loner brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7-yR4EsI/AAAAAAAAB40/MfHpG7F1O-Q/s1600/26012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7-yR4EsI/AAAAAAAAB40/MfHpG7F1O-Q/s400/26012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567289145450566338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star shaped ladyfinger! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day&lt;/u&gt; when i almost fainted in the cafe. I squatted down for a long time to get blood going to my head and i saw this magic sponge lying around so i drew a face on it and named it tofu (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7lGOB7TI/AAAAAAAAB4k/D1jNssyd3os/s1600/25012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7lGOB7TI/AAAAAAAAB4k/D1jNssyd3os/s400/25012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288704126545202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7l2uhMmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/r6P-jJXiQ8U/s1600/25012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7l2uhMmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/r6P-jJXiQ8U/s400/25012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288717147714146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnified tofu *o*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day&lt;/u&gt; when i went to Jesselyn's bday chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kd3IyrI/AAAAAAAAB4U/MSSoHlDB5fk/s1600/24012011%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kd3IyrI/AAAAAAAAB4U/MSSoHlDB5fk/s400/24012011%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288693293107890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt!!!!!!!!! (which was not that nice) I only liked the top part which looks like ice cream. It melts in your mouth :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kDDee9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/77qpYWhTIvk/s1600/24012011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kDDee9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/77qpYWhTIvk/s400/24012011%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288686097103826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow when i saw this i thought of Aslan's stone table. (Narnia) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~tinge of sadness~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7P8i0RaI/AAAAAAAAB4E/qe3vLD0yn4U/s1600/24012011%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7P8i0RaI/AAAAAAAAB4E/qe3vLD0yn4U/s400/24012011%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288340752123298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7PtxckxI/AAAAAAAAB38/5nDd9e7j-ic/s1600/24012011%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7PtxckxI/AAAAAAAAB38/5nDd9e7j-ic/s400/24012011%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288336786952978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7PLhmBfI/AAAAAAAAB30/I_CdYRbDHEI/s1600/24012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7PLhmBfI/AAAAAAAAB30/I_CdYRbDHEI/s400/24012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288327593657842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember i fell off my bike that day ): I didnt bleed but i scraped some of my skin. &gt;.&gt; And I remember that one of jesselyn's friend, a guy as kind as kyujong, lent me his $2 more expensive bike because he said my bike had a problem which caused me to be wobbly when i ride. But i think the problem lies within me, not the bike. MY RIDING SKILLS DEGRADED! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day&lt;/u&gt; when i went to pierce ears with guiying. We went to bugis after that and i saw a wall with banana wallpaper :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7OsuXfSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/Vc0FbNQVjQs/s1600/22012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7OsuXfSI/AAAAAAAAB3s/Vc0FbNQVjQs/s400/22012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288319325732130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peel banana peel peel banana~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day&lt;/u&gt; i went to the salvation army with my father to donate my old books and clothes (it's the same day when i went to jesselyn's bday chalet) We spent a looong time in the car trying to find the salvation army so when we finally found it, we were overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7OQwuKgI/AAAAAAAAB3k/nys5IPuWHAE/s1600/24012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7OQwuKgI/AAAAAAAAB3k/nys5IPuWHAE/s400/24012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288311819414018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything but the green sofa and the box with beside the green sofa and the vending machine was mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kug7sjI/AAAAAAAAB4c/APfBPC1L4_k/s1600/24012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL7kug7sjI/AAAAAAAAB4c/APfBPC1L4_k/s400/24012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567288697763377714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha this is like a picture post of the days in my week.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Gonna read my kidnapping book now! Ugh im gonna get jingyi someday for making me borrow that book which got me hooked and gives me nightmares everynight.&lt;/my&gt;&lt;/my&gt;&lt;/my&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7015583352023940996?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7015583352023940996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7015583352023940996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7015583352023940996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7015583352023940996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-drew-line-for-you.html' title='i drew a line for you'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TUL8z5lkWnI/AAAAAAAAB50/KAZEvvkg4yk/s72-c/27012011%2528004%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5351666309131040386</id><published>2011-01-25T03:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:25:32.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top top top</title><content type='html'>I am the leader of my own confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ㅎㅎㅎ felt so inspired by that sentence. Top said it! Sorry. I should be sleeping now. I have work tmr. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5351666309131040386?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5351666309131040386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5351666309131040386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5351666309131040386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5351666309131040386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-top-top.html' title='top top top'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2977950204412891767</id><published>2011-01-22T03:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T02:24:09.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without you in my heart that used to beat; its now a wrinkled mannequin- like a empty peel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6k5HO0G-neI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6k5HO0G-neI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2NE1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the yellow pierce your eyes? Hahaha ok watching 2ne1 tv now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2977950204412891767?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2977950204412891767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2977950204412891767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2977950204412891767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2977950204412891767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/without-you-in-my-heart-that-used-to.html' title='Without you in my heart that used to beat; its now a wrinkled mannequin- like a empty peel'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-8294516953356785192</id><published>2011-01-22T02:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:21:15.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MARVEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRfajP2MI/AAAAAAAAB3c/bbq54xnoT2w/s1600/21012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRfajP2MI/AAAAAAAAB3c/bbq54xnoT2w/s400/21012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564709152226269378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the time of the full moon now! Werewolves are coming out since it's past midnight and im awake waiting for them. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, jo~ke~ Im envious of the people at bel's sleepover now. (wishes to teleport there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i mastered teleportation. ): But i need to be 18 and above to learn how to do that. (i think... It was in harry potter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blabbering. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnReozwTQI/AAAAAAAAB3U/HeXCRuvGJVs/s1600/21012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnReozwTQI/AAAAAAAAB3U/HeXCRuvGJVs/s400/21012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564709138873732354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chihiro made me tuna riceballs today. She transformed! She used to be very lazy but she is very helpful now. She even made me my favourite Hikari drink! (i named Hikari, it's just milk + honey + lemon) (': I love working with Chihiro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yan xaing and i were very unlucky today. When we were walking to macs to eat supper we were talking about the embarassing things that happened to us when we were in our own worlds. I told her about the time when i was in the mrt and listening to an emo song and i got too into the song and became emo, and how i lost my senses and thought my bag was somewhere but it wasnt and while i was trying to put my phone into my bag i actually threw it on the floor. Then I told her how embarrassing it was cos my ear piece disconnected from my phone and my emo music started blasting in the mrt. And i stoned for a long time because i was unable to accept what happened and the guy beside me picked up my phone and passed it back to me. *-* Then we walked into a pot of plant. After we ate at macs we opened the door, opened another door, then opened another door to get to the mrt when we could have just walked to the mrt. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea~ then it got worse. We were getting on the train then deja vu, yan xiang couldnt get onto the train. LOL. It was the same scenario as the wl + yx one HAHAHA! Then i got of the train at the next station and hopped onto the next train where yx was in and BAM *sound effect*, there is puke in the train cabin. We were so unlucky T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Kaiko, Kurumi and yx made fun of me ystd ): cos i got drunk after smelling Kaiko's breath (she drank alcohol) They said my face turned red and i started talking incoherently and  i was poking my brownie and dropping it everywhere. But i dont remember doing that. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRd-YnElI/AAAAAAAAB3M/qNEd3Q9zY2Q/s1600/17012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRd-YnElI/AAAAAAAAB3M/qNEd3Q9zY2Q/s400/17012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564709127485592146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day when i gave a customer's brownie life. :D it has wings now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRdhr7aUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Yxus4ajUe10/s1600/20012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRdhr7aUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/Yxus4ajUe10/s400/20012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564709119781988674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homemade chocolate milk (it's actually called ice mocha in the menu) and the strawberry milk yx invented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day i worked with Kurumi and Aoi. I love working with them cos they are fun :D They made cheesecake that day :3 And they taught me how to make them too. I know how to make cheesecake now! The American style cheesecake that is very concentrated C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRNFuQV4I/AAAAAAAAB2s/nYYeoCg9MXM/s1600/17012011%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRNFuQV4I/AAAAAAAAB2s/nYYeoCg9MXM/s400/17012011%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708837397649282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRNndm8VI/AAAAAAAAB20/JU-7Qzmc8xY/s1600/17012011%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRNndm8VI/AAAAAAAAB20/JU-7Qzmc8xY/s400/17012011%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708846454632786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt look very appealing but it tastes very nice ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRdROlURI/AAAAAAAAB28/3Xjal3_u5f0/s1600/17012011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRdROlURI/AAAAAAAAB28/3Xjal3_u5f0/s400/17012011%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564709115363938578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got one cheesecake from them for free! i decorated mine with stars and a yellow sunflower seed. (left: kurumi's cheesecake with wiped cream right: mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i went out with celine to watch a scary movie!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRLP3nX5I/AAAAAAAAB2U/icb7m1m2u5k/s1600/18012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRLP3nX5I/AAAAAAAAB2U/icb7m1m2u5k/s400/18012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708805761523602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WE SAW THIS HUGE IP MAN POSTER THING!!!! (L) IP MAN!!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ip man!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ7_ENeeI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f1n30TX0Jwo/s1600/18012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ7_ENeeI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f1n30TX0Jwo/s400/18012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708543552911842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched this horror thai movie that was very random and not very nice. Only the part where the girl almost slit her wrist was horrifying. It made me cringe and scream. )': Celine thought i was crazy T,T But she is the crazy one! Being scared of the demonic ghost boy. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRLT19MmI/AAAAAAAAB2c/l_0G6hwNAWI/s1600/18012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRLT19MmI/AAAAAAAAB2c/l_0G6hwNAWI/s400/18012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708806828307042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRM4jRMBI/AAAAAAAAB2k/L_gZmgh4LFY/s1600/18012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRM4jRMBI/AAAAAAAAB2k/L_gZmgh4LFY/s400/18012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708833861906450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet sunny and sunny no.2 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;My father installed similar curtains in the sleeping rooms now. Hahaha! All of them are like my curtain. I started the curtain trend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ7QIFSMI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Ld1VwEmHOzc/s1600/19012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ7QIFSMI/AAAAAAAAB2E/Ld1VwEmHOzc/s400/19012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708530952685762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ69jcz5I/AAAAAAAAB18/yuuXMp8f2z8/s1600/19012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ69jcz5I/AAAAAAAAB18/yuuXMp8f2z8/s400/19012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708525967200146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white one is the one in my room. I wanted black, but it doesnt match my room. The black curtains are very nice. They look like they are glowing in the morning. *u* And as you can see.... My father copied my style!!!! The curtains in his room are... different in color only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day when i  went to far east!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (with bel) :'D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ6SJ6_jI/AAAAAAAAB10/DH2SD5u02G4/s1600/19012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ6SJ6_jI/AAAAAAAAB10/DH2SD5u02G4/s400/19012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708514317401650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apple pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ5pOzZMI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7lS7-f_vqYk/s1600/19012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnQ5pOzZMI/AAAAAAAAB1s/7lS7-f_vqYk/s400/19012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564708503332021442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel's strawberry roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt manage to take any photos of far east cos it wasnt like what i expected. And turns out i've been there before. With twins and des and bel. -.- But after i stepped into the mall i left cos my father came to find me and fetched me home. *u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But~ That day was really the first day i've shopped at far east!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i spent alot of money. i feel broke now :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Going back to watch 2ne1 tv season 2! I dont need sleepovers to be happy! :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-8294516953356785192?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8294516953356785192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=8294516953356785192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8294516953356785192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8294516953356785192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/marvel.html' title='MARVEL'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTnRfajP2MI/AAAAAAAAB3c/bbq54xnoT2w/s72-c/21012011%2528003%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6961635950529757568</id><published>2011-01-17T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T03:10:24.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7e5ifaM8No?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r7e5ifaM8No?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;Stay&lt;br /&gt;Love is all over&lt;br /&gt;Try to black it out,&lt;br /&gt;Still can’t believe that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;and this is MBLAQ&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know this was going to happen, you just left me. I thought we were going to last forever (no~no)&lt;br /&gt;That is what I believed...&lt;br /&gt;I gambled my all for you, I threw away everything&lt;br /&gt;Pathetically I couldn’t even push you away (no)&lt;br /&gt;How are you giving me pain?&lt;br /&gt;*Oh baby stay with me Just stay by my side&lt;br /&gt;You were my all (Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) Stay in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby stay together Why am I the only one?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I the only one looking at you? (Ee ee ee ee ee ee ee ee ee ee) Stay in my heart*&lt;br /&gt;You said the words of farewell so often&lt;br /&gt;That I thought you were just joking with me this time as well&lt;br /&gt;One day, two days, three days (Time is passing by)&lt;br /&gt;I wait everyday for you to return&lt;br /&gt;What are you talking about all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the reason is (I) I can’t end it with you&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me My heart that can’t send you away&lt;br /&gt;It is kneeling down like this (Tell me) Why do you leave me&lt;br /&gt;I lost everything, How am I supposed to erase you now?&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool I can’t forget you (no)&lt;br /&gt;How are you giving me pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat*&lt;br /&gt;I am still lingering her as you know i still remember&lt;br /&gt;I can’t forget, I can’t erase, not even for a moment&lt;br /&gt;I am the blindman who is in denial of the love that’s trying to depart&lt;br /&gt;I am just the guest that visited you&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck in the threatening maze of yours&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy of your inconsistent love&lt;br /&gt;The space between us is too wide no&lt;br /&gt;Something I cry at that fact&lt;br /&gt;The lips that whispered love, the eyes that watched me&lt;br /&gt;Was all of that nothing? I can’t believe it&lt;br /&gt;Repeat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6961635950529757568?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6961635950529757568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6961635950529757568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6961635950529757568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6961635950529757568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/stay_17.html' title='Stay'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5412599178758352880</id><published>2011-01-17T00:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T01:23:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry</title><content type='html'>I have alot of pictures of food on my phone, so im gonna do a picture post! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf9KZcIWI/AAAAAAAAB1U/69okwnn4Lgw/s1600/13012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf9KZcIWI/AAAAAAAAB1U/69okwnn4Lgw/s400/13012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562825100356231522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the shadows~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day des treated us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf82ddaLI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4K40tVV97j8/s1600/14012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf82ddaLI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4K40tVV97j8/s400/14012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562825095004383410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread! des is a bread bucket while im a rice bucket. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf8YH0PaI/AAAAAAAAB1E/KrZ_0C2fS8g/s1600/14012011%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf8YH0PaI/AAAAAAAAB1E/KrZ_0C2fS8g/s400/14012011%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562825086860541346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfudfW1BI/AAAAAAAAB08/NcgI66Dq3Eg/s1600/14012011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfudfW1BI/AAAAAAAAB08/NcgI66Dq3Eg/s400/14012011%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824847783285778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wl's es... es.... nvm, snail. It has a salty taste to it. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfuLzLNfI/AAAAAAAAB00/_AxwKicxa34/s1600/14012011%2528009%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfuLzLNfI/AAAAAAAAB00/_AxwKicxa34/s400/14012011%2528009%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824843034572274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea bass! Super nice *u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMft5kkbnI/AAAAAAAAB0s/3JoZhEcnaKs/s1600/14012011%2528012%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMft5kkbnI/AAAAAAAAB0s/3JoZhEcnaKs/s400/14012011%2528012%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824838141472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jy's one i think. It's the menu of the day. C: the veggies look fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMftPd4vXI/AAAAAAAAB0k/5x6iLXTuRM0/s1600/14012011%2528013%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMftPd4vXI/AAAAAAAAB0k/5x6iLXTuRM0/s400/14012011%2528013%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824826839154034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-forgot whos-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfs1agPZI/AAAAAAAAB0c/tgXm8rRKlWY/s1600/14012011%2528016%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfs1agPZI/AAAAAAAAB0c/tgXm8rRKlWY/s400/14012011%2528016%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824819845643666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bels's date cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED I FORGOT TO TAKE A PHOTO OF MY PEAR TART T,T it was so nice!~ Must be it looked too nice so i ate it quickly C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMhTHtkFEI/AAAAAAAAB1k/UL7sPDw-HPw/s1600/14012011%2528015%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMhTHtkFEI/AAAAAAAAB1k/UL7sPDw-HPw/s400/14012011%2528015%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562826577104081986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea~ :3 i mixed maple syrup and milk and sugar into mine and the end product isnt like the one above. :X it became a sakae colour. LOL! But it tasted nice still (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMhSwovU5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/LDuSs156nIk/s1600/14012011%2528014%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMhSwovU5I/AAAAAAAAB1c/LDuSs156nIk/s400/14012011%2528014%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562826570909832082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strainer!!! it reminded me of the strainer sebastian used in kuroshitsuji. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfWaNsMCI/AAAAAAAAB0U/bS87vdBqK6c/s1600/14012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfWaNsMCI/AAAAAAAAB0U/bS87vdBqK6c/s400/14012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824434587021346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, look at wl looking back. He gave me a "you think you're a tourist ah!?" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfV0wOr6I/AAAAAAAAB0M/dPLBmkDl-e0/s1600/14012011%2528018%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfV0wOr6I/AAAAAAAAB0M/dPLBmkDl-e0/s400/14012011%2528018%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824424531341218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macroons! I think im responsible for the cracking, cos they were in my bag. Im sorry des ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i treated des:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfVv2pXGI/AAAAAAAAB0E/zrFhfh1vTY0/s1600/15012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfVv2pXGI/AAAAAAAAB0E/zrFhfh1vTY0/s400/15012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824423216077922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiss fish [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfVG1TVcI/AAAAAAAABz8/2Tmw5EUHye0/s1600/15012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfVG1TVcI/AAAAAAAABz8/2Tmw5EUHye0/s400/15012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824412204586434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calamari, which means squid. -.- I CHECKED WIKI! I KNEW IT WAS JUST A FANCY NAME FOR SQUID!&lt;br /&gt;CCA fair~&lt;br /&gt;Des, ivana and I had a competition! We pretended to be sec ones and wore sch uniform. But the sec ones wore pe shirt *facepalm* But still, some people thought i was sec one you know?! So i got alot of free sweets. C: and i was forced to sign up for ccas T,T but i used fake names and fake numbers. *-* I wonder if they can reach "Nammy". LOL. Seriously, alot of people thought i was sec one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then charmaine and i walked around and tried smth like Just for laughs. Charmaine would tell someone im interested in their cca and he will start explaining to me and i will ask alot of questions, then i will say "i graduated alrd" and then we will all laugh. LOL. Im quite lucky i never offend anyone cos i think ivana offended someone by doing that. Even when im standing around doing nothing people will come up to me and ask me to join their cca. Yay! Desiree said i won cos even my choir junior thought i was sec one and ASKED ME TO JOIN CHOIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior: Join choir!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (irritated cos i was his choir senior) Im from choir.&lt;br /&gt;Junior: ok! (thought that i was from choir in primary sch -.-)Then join our cca! Please please! Even boys join our cca. See, im a boy and im in choir. This shows that you can join our cca too!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok.....&lt;br /&gt;Junior: please! please! please! Join choir! Want to take a look at our booth? (tries to lead me to the choir booth)&lt;br /&gt;Desiree comes by&lt;br /&gt;Me: I graduated alrd.&lt;br /&gt;Junior: join choir. what?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I GRADUATED ALRD! IM FROM CHOIR! IM YOUR SENIOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T,T i've never felt so hurt. I.... I was his senior!!!!!! And he forgot how i looked like!? I talked to him before when i was in choir! &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfUsr1Z5I/AAAAAAAABz0/H5vhWcTCbl4/s1600/16012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMfUsr1Z5I/AAAAAAAABz0/H5vhWcTCbl4/s400/16012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824405185554322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flyer my choir junior gave me. Note what it reads under "Listen to good music". Hahaha! It seems like the world has smth against Bieber. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm k bbye! I have black nails now! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5412599178758352880?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5412599178758352880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5412599178758352880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5412599178758352880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5412599178758352880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/stay.html' title='Cry'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TTMf9KZcIWI/AAAAAAAAB1U/69okwnn4Lgw/s72-c/13012011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-1269962638432320176</id><published>2011-01-12T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T02:16:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floating in wonderland~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQFTbFABI/AAAAAAAABy0/qQJRUaGwH3s/s1600/Picture12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQFTbFABI/AAAAAAAABy0/qQJRUaGwH3s/s400/Picture12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978060683313170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow im so touched ms chong sent me a message on fb thanking me for my letter. But she shouldnt be thanking me, i should be thanking her! :X And she forgot drawing the atoms thing on my paper ): This shows that teachers have bad memory. :3 I wonder if Mr tan understood the "haha" part. And now.... i dont know how to reply to ms chong's message!!!!!!!! T.T Im stoned at that page for a long time but i didnt know what to do so i loaded my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciel in wonderland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont know how to react!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work today was not as boring! (: Oh and i scared yx by almost fainting again. But it wasnt as bad as last time.... cos i got the fainting feeling and i ran out the mrt when it stopped so i could sit down. Maybe i need to see a doctor for my condition ): Oh then we went to bread talk and bought the $2 breakfast deal that comes with a bread and a drink. Then we went laser flair and i bought beast's 4th album. It was the last one on the shelf &gt;:) AHAHAHAHHAHAHAAH AND IT'S MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQFnqBpeI/AAAAAAAABy8/ejSazeYEtBs/s1600/11012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQFnqBpeI/AAAAAAAABy8/ejSazeYEtBs/s400/11012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978066114717154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layers (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGO6I_hI/AAAAAAAABzE/AD62dzMG2JI/s1600/11012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGO6I_hI/AAAAAAAABzE/AD62dzMG2JI/s400/11012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978076651290130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaiko's drink. I tried inventing my own drink by mixing juices and syrups together but it tasted normal. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGeD0l9I/AAAAAAAABzM/xytigMUVrAc/s1600/11012011%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGeD0l9I/AAAAAAAABzM/xytigMUVrAc/s400/11012011%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978080718428114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiwi pieces floating in my leftover salad dressing. Looks cool right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bel and wl came to visit me at work today! -surprised me- But i was happy to see them, eventho it was embarrassing at first cos its nice to be around friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGxyvmuI/AAAAAAAABzU/zYcCqIWMn9s/s1600/11012011%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQGxyvmuI/AAAAAAAABzU/zYcCqIWMn9s/s400/11012011%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978086015507170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel coloured herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQiJFs9jI/AAAAAAAABzc/ES_NuzvzGUM/s1600/11012011%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQiJFs9jI/AAAAAAAABzc/ES_NuzvzGUM/s400/11012011%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978556125509170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I coloured the stickman wl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted alot there. And bel and wl went to buy squids (cholesterol on a stick) and fishballs for me cos of my almost fainting. They even waited for me to end work! (': thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were closing the cafe i cleaned the kitchen and the floor. And i had to bring the mop to the toilet to wash because no one else wanted to do it. It was horrible! The smell that the mop emitted was disgusting and made you want to vomit. I could not stand the mop being smelly and not mopping the floor so i took it upon myself to wash it! When i was washing the mop in the toilet some old lady (who's a singaporean but migrated to uk) randomly picked up a conversation with me. Then she went on to say that i must have more self-esteem, confidence and -i forgot- and she gave me alot of inspiring words. She even told me that im a part of the universe, so i am the universe. And... there is no such thing as impossible, because when you put the " ' " after the i, it reads I'm possible. She was so motivating (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... Why did she tell me all of that? Do i look like i am low in confidence and needed help?!!?!!!?! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm~ I am thankful that she told me all of that, eventho i forgot some of the things she said, because im happy she spent so much time talking to me about her ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when i was walking back to the cafe with my mop i heard chihiro praising me. *u* She told the boss that im hardworking and i put in alot of heart into making food. (': Chihiro kept disturbing me at work just now and i thought i accidentally offended her cos i rated her beauty as 7.8 but she actually likes me? (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQjHk_E-I/AAAAAAAABzs/AYEmzzCAmAA/s1600/11012011%2528010%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQjHk_E-I/AAAAAAAABzs/AYEmzzCAmAA/s400/11012011%2528010%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978572899718114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tiger moved it's head when i walked past it. Super scary!!!!!! ._. and it looked very real so i freaked out. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQikOGMXI/AAAAAAAABzk/7_rY6Rj9bt8/s1600/11012011%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQikOGMXI/AAAAAAAABzk/7_rY6Rj9bt8/s400/11012011%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560978563408474482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attack the rabbits mr tiger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ gonna watch my ciel in wonderland now! I was happy to know that there is a continuation of kuroshitsuji2 from bel but im sad it's only 30 mins ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna enjoy my next 30 mins now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-1269962638432320176?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1269962638432320176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=1269962638432320176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1269962638432320176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1269962638432320176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/floating-in-wonderland.html' title='floating in wonderland~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSyQFTbFABI/AAAAAAAABy0/qQJRUaGwH3s/s72-c/Picture12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2505319132258371010</id><published>2011-01-10T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:27:03.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all have our time machines. some take us back, they're called memories. some take us forward, they're called dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think i will enjoy my life in poly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMmZleniI/AAAAAAAAByk/8Lmtn9Gmx2E/s1600/05012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMmZleniI/AAAAAAAAByk/8Lmtn9Gmx2E/s400/05012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560552018761653794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raindrops on the car's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLY OPEN HOUSE!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMXR3g-LI/AAAAAAAAByc/uA9xiMkw3-0/s1600/06012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMXR3g-LI/AAAAAAAAByc/uA9xiMkw3-0/s400/06012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551758991784114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMWk-8KqI/AAAAAAAABx8/Deb4_Pb3Azs/s1600/06012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMWk-8KqI/AAAAAAAABx8/Deb4_Pb3Azs/s400/06012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551746943330978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMXCpVItI/AAAAAAAAByU/ml-fnL75iOo/s1600/06012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMHLscCEI/AAAAAAAABxk/qQLlPW3fbCY/s400/08012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551482456803394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMHGl6m8I/AAAAAAAABxc/wRkMfGC1B-I/s1600/08012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMHGl6m8I/AAAAAAAABxc/wRkMfGC1B-I/s400/08012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551481087269826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMG7SB6WI/AAAAAAAABxU/jNg0SJEWv0I/s1600/08012011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMG7SB6WI/AAAAAAAABxU/jNg0SJEWv0I/s400/08012011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551478051072354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would do worse, i thought i worse do better, but in the end i did average. ._x&lt;br /&gt;I actually have many thoughts and feelings going on but i dont feel like sharing them. LOL. Im selfish! Or maybe it's because i dont wanna remember these feelings and thoughts. But I know that somehow I'll do well in the future :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh my god?! F9 for malay?!?!??!?!?!?! I should have said that i like to help people in the malay oral instead of saying i dislike helping people. ._. "saya tidak suka menolong orang orang lain" Aaaahhh *sigh* everyone failed malay also (sans christan and keith) Cikgu must be upset )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had alot of difficulty giving the "thank you" card to the teachers. I didnt dare to give the cards to them at first. But i realised i dont want to do things for nothing and waste my effort in writing the essay long cards so i gave it to them in the end. It took me alot of courage to go up to them and pass them the card. And... I teared a few times, once due to fear, the other to stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my wish to have my future boyfriend/lover to give me my first snowglobe is ruined. ㅎㅎㅎ Cos my aunt gave me one. T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsL0KWXoVI/AAAAAAAABxM/KH7mxbN-ois/s1600/10012011%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsL0KWXoVI/AAAAAAAABxM/KH7mxbN-ois/s400/10012011%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551155678290258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLz9Z-s0I/AAAAAAAABxE/bBbE1tA027o/s1600/10012011%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLz9Z-s0I/AAAAAAAABxE/bBbE1tA027o/s400/10012011%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551152203772738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzn3lgrI/AAAAAAAABw8/j6yZKn-JCyo/s1600/10012011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzn3lgrI/AAAAAAAABw8/j6yZKn-JCyo/s400/10012011%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551146422370994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowglobes are so fascinating :3 *shake shake shake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh~ The snow is actually glitter. *o* it's fake snow!!!! :O That means i havent gotten my first snowglobe yet right?..... This is a glitterglobe. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and jw and charmaine gave me cards today (': Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzp0T4mI/AAAAAAAABw0/uFj6X-7OwTk/s1600/10012011%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzp0T4mI/AAAAAAAABw0/uFj6X-7OwTk/s400/10012011%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551146945503842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast! (lyrics from shock :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzcDUWPI/AAAAAAAABws/_St6npkiK6M/s1600/10012011%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsLzcDUWPI/AAAAAAAABws/_St6npkiK6M/s400/10012011%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560551143250352370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbang! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss my friends definitely )': And i will miss the caring teachers and of course cheap canteen food! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh so many things i will leave behind in bds ): as i move on to poly, i will make sure i keep those memories within me... somewhere.. So a few years later when i see them again i can be natural and comfortable around them and not go back to my awkward self when we first met. T,T (bumped into my pri sch friend today and ivana said we looked close even after years of no contact) I want to be able to maintain friendships with my secondary sch friends too. *u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna watch the last episode of kuroshitsuji 2 now!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2505319132258371010?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2505319132258371010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2505319132258371010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2505319132258371010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2505319132258371010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-i-will-enjoy-my-life-in-poly-i.html' title='we all have our time machines. some take us back, they&apos;re called memories. some take us forward, they&apos;re called dreams.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSsMmZleniI/AAAAAAAAByk/8Lmtn9Gmx2E/s72-c/05012011%2528003%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5870815435890644622</id><published>2011-01-10T03:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T03:31:54.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few hours later!</title><content type='html'>i feel so restless. )': huhuhu T,T so many what if's. so many options, which may become lesser tomorrow. i dont wanna live like that! &gt;&gt; im a curious person, so i need to know my results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i wont be able to sleep well. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later in the day, i'll wake up early to write "thank you" cards to a few teachers that i feel that i should thank. Especially mr low, mr shahid, and mr tan. I got this bad feeling that i will do badly for their subjects T.T so i'll write *thank you for teaching me. you are a great teacher. but i could not live up to your expectation. im so sorry, please do not blame it on yourself. you are a great teacher. it's just me. i blanked out during the exam.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otok?!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5870815435890644622?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5870815435890644622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5870815435890644622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5870815435890644622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5870815435890644622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/few-hours-later.html' title='a few hours later!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5221755269835444039</id><published>2011-01-07T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:26:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TScp0CB0OYI/AAAAAAAABwc/g8JwjmsumRw/s1600/tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TScp0CB0OYI/AAAAAAAABwc/g8JwjmsumRw/s400/tower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559458238886590850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 EXTRAORDINARY THINGS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. A baby is taking it’s first few steps without falling.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. Two people somewhere in the world, are falling in love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Somewhere, someone is admiring a breathtaking sunrise, and somewhere else, a surreal sunset.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. A soldier of sorts is diligently fighting the fight so you don’t have to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Someone who suffered from a severe injury last year is back on their feet.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. A small group of people are building something that will soon make the impossible possible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. Somewhere on Earth a double rainbow is stretched from one end of the horizon to the other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. One of the next Billboard-chart-topping musical artists is patiently rehearsing in her garage.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. A piece of literature is being written that will eventually change your perspective on life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. A friend is helping a friend rise above thoughts of suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. People of various religious backgrounds are in temples, churches,  mosques and other places of worship praying, wholeheartedly, for world  peace.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. An elderly couple is celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Two best friends are laughing so hard that they aren’t even making any noise.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. A firefighter is running into a burning building to rescue a perfect stranger.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. Someone in your hometown genuinely wants to be your friend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. A new mom is lying in a hospital bed and holding her baby twins for the very first time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. Someone is taking a shower and singing happily at the top of their lungs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18. There is someone out there who smiles when they think of a specific moment they once shared with you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. An alcoholic just celebrated one full year of sobriety.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Volunteers in major cities all over the world are working at  homeless shelters caring for those who are less fortunate than  themselves.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21. A high school athlete just broke their own personal record.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;22. Two teenagers just received their very first kiss ever from each other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;23. Someone is hugging a friend who desperately needs it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;24. Someone just placed their spare change in the charity collection cup at the grocery store.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;25. A small group of friends are sitting around a table sharing funny  stories and cheerfully reminiscing about the good old days.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;26. Honest people are working for various government entities to help protect your basic human rights and civil liberties.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;27. An emergency room surgeon is in the middle of saving his patient’s life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;28. Someone is holding the door open for the person behind them.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;29. Someone out there is missing you and looking forward to your next visit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;30. We are reminded that extraordinary things happen to ordinary people, and that there is beauty and wonder in everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So meaningful and touching (': (got this from knight's blog) Oh but i find no. 16 abit .... It's twins biased! Why must they put twin babies?! ): Whats wrong with holding normal new born babies? Are they not extraordinary too? Isnt giving birth to new life extraordinary be it twins or normal? -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deeply&lt;/span&gt;hurt&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ Gonna watch kuroshitsuji 2 now. It's so gory! But so nice!!!~~!!!!~ (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: While waiting for kuroshitsuji 2 to load i played ps. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TScvuW-E45I/AAAAAAAABwk/hr6Y-4UKzuM/s1600/muffin%257E.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TScvuW-E45I/AAAAAAAABwk/hr6Y-4UKzuM/s400/muffin%257E.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559464738498601874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin looks so good with that eyepatch right?! -i wasted alot of coins trying to get that eyepatch!!!- And muffin looks so gorgeous right now! LOL, cant believe i would use 'gorgeous' to describe a pet but omg! She/he (not sure cos i made muffin undergo sex change last time) looks so pretty! The white hair suits muffin right? :D Ok~ going to eat chicken wing now then watch my loaded episode. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5221755269835444039?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5221755269835444039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5221755269835444039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5221755269835444039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5221755269835444039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/those-who-dont-believe-in-magic-will.html' title='Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TScp0CB0OYI/AAAAAAAABwc/g8JwjmsumRw/s72-c/tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6408004156487369045</id><published>2011-01-06T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T01:13:59.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at the world through the glasses made up of you, everything in the world is pretty, so beautiful~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSSez-aCgpI/AAAAAAAABwE/hKGyY-KfwGg/s1600/playb2st3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSSez-aCgpI/AAAAAAAABwE/hKGyY-KfwGg/s400/playb2st3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558742455844766354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehe i know it's a few days late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSSgXNQpW1I/AAAAAAAABwM/yi2ak-K-_pE/s1600/10091207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSSgXNQpW1I/AAAAAAAABwM/yi2ak-K-_pE/s400/10091207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558744160638950226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL, HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOSEOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob- the amazing vocalist. Hahaha :3 You're 22 now but you look like a kid. Eat more delicious food and grow faster! Like what dujoon said. ..... I lurk at beast's soompi recently. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRTNcF7l6vA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fRTNcF7l6vA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And listen to beast's new song for &lt;my&gt;. It's their ost. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye~ sigh, i think... no no, is it wierd if i idolize my colleague? But i think Kaiko's my idol. LOL. Ok, working too much makes people go crazy. Good night! Sweet dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/my&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6408004156487369045?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6408004156487369045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6408004156487369045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6408004156487369045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6408004156487369045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/looking-at-world-through-glasses-made.html' title='Looking at the world through the glasses made up of you, everything in the world is pretty, so beautiful~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSSez-aCgpI/AAAAAAAABwE/hKGyY-KfwGg/s72-c/playb2st3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-9159005730902996878</id><published>2011-01-04T01:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T02:21:51.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears are the sweat your heart perspires. And love is the work your heart does.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSINfQVSddI/AAAAAAAABv0/SauNxOPs1jw/s1600/tumblr_le8jv6HvCY1qd22lko1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 490px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSINfQVSddI/AAAAAAAABv0/SauNxOPs1jw/s400/tumblr_le8jv6HvCY1qd22lko1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558019720739976658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ivana to check if she's a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY PAY TODAY!!!!!! :D AHAHAHHAAHAH I earned $516, but some of it have to go into my CPF account so... I HAVE $13 in my CPF account now! Didnt know i have a CPF account cos im so young~~~~~ but i feel safe like this, with CPF. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im planning for my old age~ ARE YOU!? $13 goes a long way. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A long way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Im gonna bank in my cheque into the bank tmr, and desiree is gonna escort me to the bank. Cos i told her im worried. It's safer that way.......... being with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i added 3 packets of sugar into my latte today so that i wont lack sugar. anymore. Im gonna increase my sugar intake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ahahahahahah my brothers have school &lt;s&gt;tmr&lt;/s&gt; today! :X Somehow... I feel old, and insecure. Cos, unlike them who have school to go to, i have no path planned out ahead of me. It's a horrifying thought T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alot of things intimidate me (srsly, alot of things), so i wonder if i can survive and do well in the  future in whatever i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you’re young, you get recognition for the littlest of things.   You can’t trap yourself in that; you can’t expect to be forgiven for  being ‘young’ forever. There will be a lot of people that treat you  coldly when you take off your school uniform and enter society&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;IU said that in an interview, she's so wise and matured eventho she's the same age as me (': Maybe it's because she debuted young and faced alot of difficulties. But at least she is famous now and appreciated for her talents (': im so happy for her! (i supported her since she was a rookie, ask celine! LOL.) (L) (L) (L) (L) (L) (L) (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to enter the society soon, i'll be brave so that i wont be hurt easily by the cruel society (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-9159005730902996878?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/9159005730902996878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=9159005730902996878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/9159005730902996878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/9159005730902996878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/tears-are-sweat-your-heart-perspires.html' title='Tears are the sweat your heart perspires. And love is the work your heart does.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TSINfQVSddI/AAAAAAAABv0/SauNxOPs1jw/s72-c/tumblr_le8jv6HvCY1qd22lko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7147920443806853167</id><published>2011-01-02T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:52:05.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, finally I realize that I am nothing without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w0kna1L14vM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/w0kna1L14vM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;autoplay=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(': haru haru acoustic~ Bigbang sang it so wonderfully~ it was filled with emotions! I felt like crying when i listened to it cos it was just too emotional! (': The video was so nice! *it was the seoul tokyo music festival i think* when the camera went to the audience you can see all the yellow bigbang crown lightsticks. (L) The scene was so nice! Shows that there are so many vips :D I want a crown lightstick too! oh and i spotted someone in the audience crying while waving her bigbang lightstick. C: It was too touching! (': if i were there too i'ld probably cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re-watching bigbang documentary now. *sigh sigh* I miss hyunseung with the rest of the bigbang members, and re-watching the documentary makes me feel happy that they were close before, although hyunseung's in beast now. Yay!~ Bigbang and beast fighting! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and went with my mother and eugene to buy his uniform today. Then we went new year shopping. And one shopowner gave me a pair of ear rings cos my mother bought from there and she thought i was cool. LOL!!! She said that herself! And she saw me looking at the heaven and hell (i named it that cos one side has angel wings and the other a skull) ear rings for a long time. Ya... Ya... Yay! *sigh* but now i have more pressure to pierce my ears.&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/6403973330866763034-7147920443806853167?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7147920443806853167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7147920443806853167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7147920443806853167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7147920443806853167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/yeah-finally-i-realize-that-i-am.html' title='Yeah, finally I realize that I am nothing without you'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6517116281567320458</id><published>2011-01-01T21:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:17:50.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t wanna take a fall, It’s best to break it up, It’s gonna be better for you, move on</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new year, so lets all have a new start. 2011 will be a good year! At least it will be better then 2010. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3pm today~ So... I missed des' gnilbmag thing on accident. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna watch epic movie on channel 5 later so im gonna blog fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today~ I woke up at 3pm so... Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday~ Oh ya, i almost fainted in the mrt while going to work. Lucky yanxiang was there too! If not i would have fainted and people would have trampled on me. The almost fainting was very random cos i was talking to yx halfway then i said 'i feel like fainting' then, i felt very uncomfortable and cold and wobbly, so i found a pole for support and leant on it. Then i felt like vomiting and my vision turned blurry, then an auntie stood up from her seat and let me sit on it. (': Thanks. I couldnt remember what happened after that cos my mind was numb but yx told me i attracted alot of attention in the train. And... Another auntie said that i lack sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lack sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be more like L who adds 10+ packets of sugar into his tea now. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then yx helped me out the train when we reached the station and gave me her pack of bear biscuits to eat. You know... the bear biscuits she always has? Ya, then i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhh i feel so bad for taking the auntie's seat. She was so nice (': I think she was quite old so it was very nice for her to give me her seat, considering that there were younger people in the mrt sitting down. And yx said i looked very pale. ._. I cant imagine myself looking like that. LOL. Oh and i think i lack sugar too. Cos once in choir i felt like fainting too, then i made my way to mrs liau where she sits at the table. And she said 'you look very pale!' Then i said 'i wanna go to the toilet' (cos i can sit down in the toilet floor) And then i turned and fell over some bags on the floor. Then... I think mrs liau asked someone to go with me to the toilet then she came to find me and she gave me a bar of chocolate. And i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when yx and i entered the cafe, we had to do the opening. Yx taught me how to fit in the two rectangular parts into the dishwasher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw what kaiko wrote on the whiteboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s0US153I/AAAAAAAABvc/vAgx1JpXaZE/s1600/31122010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s0US153I/AAAAAAAABvc/vAgx1JpXaZE/s400/31122010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209742511040370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I felt very happy when i saw that, and i found the kimchi in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s0h7SQ5I/AAAAAAAABvk/MLTOrqm9D1g/s1600/31122010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s0h7SQ5I/AAAAAAAABvk/MLTOrqm9D1g/s400/31122010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209746170332050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yx said she will make ice chocolate for me so i'll feel better. Then we changed into our outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i got to do the kitchen ystd! Whoo~ i upgraded! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burnt my first waffle and my second waffle turned out like ok, so yx, mika and i ate it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s04DmV_I/AAAAAAAABvs/odInoWjhmBM/s1600/31122010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s04DmV_I/AAAAAAAABvs/odInoWjhmBM/s400/31122010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209752110782450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yami came and she told us that presenting a drawing to the customer will make their day and she demonstrated by drawing one and giving it to a customer. She said it was the cheapest way to make the customers happy. And it really brought smiles to the customer's faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8soMFKlSI/AAAAAAAABvU/-NL0TJ-ZESQ/s1600/31122010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8soMFKlSI/AAAAAAAABvU/-NL0TJ-ZESQ/s400/31122010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209534147761442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami's drawing with chocolate. Cute right? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sntNZpXI/AAAAAAAABvM/1LhVGEIK7qc/s1600/31122010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sntNZpXI/AAAAAAAABvM/1LhVGEIK7qc/s400/31122010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209525860803954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first drawing with caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sntNcS3I/AAAAAAAABvE/7L5VJZyR4ac/s1600/31122010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sntNcS3I/AAAAAAAABvE/7L5VJZyR4ac/s400/31122010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209525860977522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, a customer drew teeth on the drawing. Cos.. the drawing didnt have teeth when it was given out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8snNH_ZmI/AAAAAAAABu8/IYBJhBy6vNU/s1600/31122010%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8snNH_ZmI/AAAAAAAABu8/IYBJhBy6vNU/s400/31122010%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209517248177762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami's drawing! Another customer wrote LOL on the plate. And threw his cherry on the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sm9DSkvI/AAAAAAAABu0/gkv5qZn6m_4/s1600/31122010%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sm9DSkvI/AAAAAAAABu0/gkv5qZn6m_4/s400/31122010%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209512933495538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drawing!~~~ I had to personally give this to the customer my colleagues were busy. Aahh! it was so scary giving it to them. Then after i gave it to them, the couple smiled then when i left they started poking its face which made me very scared. And when the plate came back i saw they added a nose to the face. And a 'thanks'. :D Ahahahah i was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so touched!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to make food in the kitchen so i was quite busy. I got to make a turtle waffle, a berry sundae, seafood curry rice, teriyaki chicken rice, and tiramisu that day. :D :D :D I wanted to write "it's the last day of the year! Have a great one!" on the plate of the tiramisu to decorate it but i didnt have space so i only got to write " it's the last day" -.- So... I served the tiramisu and told the customer the full sentence myself.  AND HE REQUESTED TO TAKE A PHOTO WITH ME!!!!!!!! :O I was very happy then! :D My first photo! (with someone that paid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then the boss brought a wooden sword into the cafe and when there were no customers yx and i started fighting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then momo and i made ice caramel cos we saw that there was only ice chocolate in the menu. So we tried making ice caramel. It was just two pumps of caramel + ice + milk. Same recipe as ice chocolate. It tasted sweet :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i made a kimchi riceball! I invented it by mixing kimchi and japanese rice together. No one wanted to try it ): Not even yx. Only yami and the boss dared to try it. The boss said it was nice C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sZA5dzKI/AAAAAAAABus/_raaUk6Onmc/s1600/31122010%2528010%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sZA5dzKI/AAAAAAAABus/_raaUk6Onmc/s400/31122010%2528010%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209273447861410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimchi riceball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sZGgq8lI/AAAAAAAABuk/daI7d_6EMho/s1600/31122010%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sZGgq8lI/AAAAAAAABuk/daI7d_6EMho/s400/31122010%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209274954478162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken curry rice and kimchi riceball i made for yami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work yx and i went to eat mos burger (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sY_X_lkI/AAAAAAAABuc/3RpVQDn-czg/s1600/31122010%2528013%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sY_X_lkI/AAAAAAAABuc/3RpVQDn-czg/s400/31122010%2528013%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209273039033922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn soup! (L)_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sYkmM5UI/AAAAAAAABuU/f_JDBl1vmvM/s1600/31122010%2528016%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sYkmM5UI/AAAAAAAABuU/f_JDBl1vmvM/s400/31122010%2528016%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209265850869058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sYcPtt7I/AAAAAAAABuM/eVsgBGlziXE/s1600/31122010%2528014%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8sYcPtt7I/AAAAAAAABuM/eVsgBGlziXE/s400/31122010%2528014%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557209263609067442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unagi rice burger! It says: Soft bones within unagi. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both too tired from work that day cos yx did drinks and i did kitchen (both the hardest part of the job) so we didnt countdown together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yx was so tired she even slept in the mrt. She was sleeping while i read my book beside her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i reached home, i slacked around then watched abit of harry potter on tv til cedric diggory died then i went to bath and i counted down myself in the toilet :D while bathing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Gonna watch epic movie now! It's 10.11 T,T Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6517116281567320458?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6517116281567320458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6517116281567320458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6517116281567320458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6517116281567320458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2011/01/dont-wanna-take-fall-its-best-to-break.html' title='Don’t wanna take a fall, It’s best to break it up, It’s gonna be better for you, move on'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TR8s0US153I/AAAAAAAABvc/vAgx1JpXaZE/s72-c/31122010%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-870883855797427826</id><published>2010-12-30T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T23:21:58.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why don't you iron your frowny face?</title><content type='html'>Ohaiyo~!&lt;br /&gt;The sky looked amazing today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya-AHISwI/AAAAAAAABuE/1gmdETSmLMg/s1600/30122010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya-AHISwI/AAAAAAAABuE/1gmdETSmLMg/s400/30122010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486430240819970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this picture when i was reading my book. I like the reflection of the light on the window and the sky color and my feet peeking into the picture C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya9yO0N9I/AAAAAAAABt8/3dC8GA0QXzQ/s1600/29122010%2528019%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya9yO0N9I/AAAAAAAABt8/3dC8GA0QXzQ/s400/29122010%2528019%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486426514962386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skittles and honey stars~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~29/12/10~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to east coast park with celine and desiree ystd! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and went comics connection to buy stuff and i spent $40+ there! but its ok cos im working now C: i think.... I'll control my spending more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met celine and ate lunch with her first, then we passed by a shop that had a sale and bought bff mood necklaces tgt. LOL. The mood necklace was so fascinating! It changes color whenever your mood changes. *u* And it was a heart that was split into two, so... I got half a heart and celine got the other heart. We're both half-hearted people now. :X Oh and my heart reads "Be fri" LOL. Celine's one is "st ends" AHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went comics connection and bought stuff and desiree came and she bought me a beast badge!!!!! :D Im so touched, thank you!!!! Did you buy me a badge becos i told you it helped me bond with my colleagues? Thanks im gonna make sure i complete the puzzle! (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to east coast park to cycle! (eventho it was drizzling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya9l36yxI/AAAAAAAABt0/qIo1EvVqOTE/s1600/29122010%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya9l36yxI/AAAAAAAABt0/qIo1EvVqOTE/s400/29122010%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486423197698834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desiree! You're taller than me! *0*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaup6cc4I/AAAAAAAABts/l-ueazaTfRg/s1600/29122010%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaup6cc4I/AAAAAAAABts/l-ueazaTfRg/s400/29122010%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486166583997314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauqAdUmI/AAAAAAAABtk/MxR95fJj4U4/s1600/29122010%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauqAdUmI/AAAAAAAABtk/MxR95fJj4U4/s400/29122010%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486166609220194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaufdlX4I/AAAAAAAABtc/iP4SzgDy2-Y/s1600/29122010%2528010%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaufdlX4I/AAAAAAAABtc/iP4SzgDy2-Y/s400/29122010%2528010%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486163778592642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orangey grey part is a rain cloud i think. You could see it from the jetty we cycled to. It looked so nice so i stopped and took a photo of it (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauT9wppI/AAAAAAAABtU/3imRJdkqDM4/s1600/29122010%2528011%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauT9wppI/AAAAAAAABtU/3imRJdkqDM4/s400/29122010%2528011%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486160692323986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desiree and celine said i was slow in riding. I was taking photos~~~ My skills are not rusty! I think... And its cos my bag kept sliding down my shoulder and strands of wild hair kept wiping my face. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauDyVDbI/AAAAAAAABtM/FKrUM58Xxqo/s1600/29122010%2528018%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyauDyVDbI/AAAAAAAABtM/FKrUM58Xxqo/s400/29122010%2528018%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556486156349410738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiw2JaaI/AAAAAAAABtE/0zDMWVJCqGA/s1600/29122010%2528017%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiw2JaaI/AAAAAAAABtE/0zDMWVJCqGA/s400/29122010%2528017%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556485962286590370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we stopped at a breakwater and we parked our bicycles somewhere and we all climbed onto it. The view there was amazing! But it was extremely scary being up there. )': Cos it was high tide and the water almost surrounded the rock structure thing that we were sitting on and there was only a small surface of ground that leads back to the beach. And desiree attempted the emo pose photoshoot! :D i like both pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we found seashells on the sandy beach and made wish(es) with them, then threw them back into the water. Des found very nice seashells. She can be a professional seashell picker! :3 She found one shell that looked like reptile skin and she kept it. but it didnt like it tho .... &gt;.&gt; It's scary! She should have thrown it back into the sea. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiuJgYRI/AAAAAAAABs8/E-Vs_5sOSTw/s1600/29122010%2528016%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiuJgYRI/AAAAAAAABs8/E-Vs_5sOSTw/s400/29122010%2528016%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556485961562480914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost fell backwards while taking this photo :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiv4elcI/AAAAAAAABs0/1-xukE5T1Y4/s1600/29122010%2528015%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiv4elcI/AAAAAAAABs0/1-xukE5T1Y4/s400/29122010%2528015%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556485962027931074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaibUbocI/AAAAAAAABss/o3Q-yqtGL3M/s1600/29122010%2528014%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaibUbocI/AAAAAAAABss/o3Q-yqtGL3M/s400/29122010%2528014%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556485956508033474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are the ones with socks LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate dinner and went back home! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~30/12/10~&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat jajangmyun with ivana! Wanted to eat it since i watched people eat it in k dramas. Alot of k dramas show people eating jajangmyun you know?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?! So... i wanted to eat it. I craved it! -without knowing how it tasted like-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, so i asked ivana to go with me to eat it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiMIbihI/AAAAAAAABsk/N0UUjxRa99Y/s1600/30122010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRyaiMIbihI/AAAAAAAABsk/N0UUjxRa99Y/s400/30122010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556485952431163922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tasted nice (: And ivana told me that her korean friend told her that it was invented by chinese?!?! But they adopted it and changed it. *o* Wow~ didnt know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really thirsty after eating jajangmyun (but the signboard at the store spelt it as ju jang myuen so i dont know which is right :/) so we went to buy greentea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry desiree didnt tell you that ivana changed her mind and decided to go eat lunch cos i was lazy/it was late. &lt;-- Actually, i lied. Its cos maybe i still think that way. LOL :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALALALALA IM NOT GONNA LISTEN TO ANYTHING NOW BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need time to slowly change ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-870883855797427826?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/870883855797427826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=870883855797427826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/870883855797427826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/870883855797427826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-dont-you-iron-your-frowny-face.html' title='why don&apos;t you iron your frowny face?'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRya-AHISwI/AAAAAAAABuE/1gmdETSmLMg/s72-c/30122010%2528002%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4484784242135533245</id><published>2010-12-29T08:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:06:44.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like bubble gum, my heart's swelling up, i'm just celebrating.</title><content type='html'>I woke up very early today~ (: LOl, I woke up questioning myself "what's wrong with you today?". Maybe yanxiang was right, i have something against waking up early. Cos i reached work early yesterday and nobody was there so i had to open the cafe myself but i dont know how to on the cashier and put the dishwasher parts in so i called yanxiang (eventho i thought she was sleeping) and she picked up (which meant she wasnt sleeping) and i was shocked and scolded her for waking up early. &gt;.&gt; It was an instinct, sorry yx T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream. Lol, it was kinda wierd. I was going back to school to collect results, then when i reached school mr ari was high up on a platform and all the other students were sitting down looking up at him. Then i sat down with my class. Then mr ari spoke on the mic, 'I know you guys wouldnt read after you graduate, so before we give you back your results, we are going to do a mass reading excercise to rekindle your interest in reading'. After that the platform he was standing on slowly went down and then disappeared. Then all around us tents appeared, then they transformed into enormous glass boxes and students from other schools were reading inside. ._. so... i inferred in my dream that other schools had this mass reading exercise too. Then we were all handed out thin books and asked to read them. But we had to read them under the sun cos the glass boxes were filled with other people. Then after like 6 hours of reading, we can enter the glass box, cos the other students finished reading and got their results. My class (+desiree) got one glass box to ourselves. Then... As i was sitting on a small chair that looked like it was bought from Ikea, someone said that im a afjlhabflsdbfl (i forgot the exact word but it was a term). I didnt know what that was then desiree said that 'its a term to describe asians'. *u* Then after awhile of reading the thin book in the air conditioned glass box the guy that said im a iavdabdoiadbeauy confessed that he liked me cos im a aifbeaibfdouefbau.&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&gt; There is something wrong with that guy..... cos everyone in that room was asian. I think... Oh ya Michelle isnt. But still! Should i feel flattered or creeped out? And i wanna know my results T,T. Aaaahhh maybe i could have dreamed further if not for the guy that confessed. He wasted my dream time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... it's still early. Im gonna make rice balls so i can let celine and desiree eat later. Cos we're going cycling :D I cooked too much rice ystd and you know the chinese thing "shen mi zu cheng shou fan", i cannot turn the cooked rice back to its original form so... I have to eat them/throw them. And i chose eat them and made rice balls for my colleagues and boss then brought the rest home for my brothers and there is still leftovers in the fridge now. Shows how much rice i had to throw ystd, thats why i chose eat them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yay~ I woke up to my beast poster (from ivana) and bigbang drawing (from jian wen).&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna show you a 360 degree view of my room now! Cos my father installed the curtains ystd when i was at work. He thought i wouldnt know that he was gonna help me with the curtains.... He was wrong cos i knew. A few weeks ago on one of my working days he installed my table also. Im so touched he did all of that because it was hard work. (': And i was supposed to do the installation myself because i bought all the diy stuff which was hard to do but i said 'im very good at dnt in sec 2 so i can do this myself, dont worry' but when i reached home it was all ready for me to use already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and i realised i know my grandfather and father very well. Cos... once my grandfather came over secretly and asked me to open the door for him, then i asked him what he was doing here, cos.. his visit was very random and sudden. Then he asked me to guess and i guessed that he was going to wash the toilet. And he was shocked cos he planned to wash the toilets in my house. ._. And the curtains... i knew my father was gonna install them for me cos i bumped into him when i was heading for work and he fetched me to the mrt first before going back home to give my brothers their lunch. Lol, then when he was fetching me back home i asked if he fixed the curtains for me and he had the shocked face too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I think when i grow up i'll marry someone like my grandfather/father cos my mother married someone like her father. LOL. Im going to marry someone who will do things behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh back to my room~ :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBM23TQFI/AAAAAAAABsE/-pe5NzNpzo0/s1600/29122010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBM23TQFI/AAAAAAAABsE/-pe5NzNpzo0/s400/29122010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555895148200804434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNC_F_xI/AAAAAAAABsM/t43rAGlsIJk/s1600/29122010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNC_F_xI/AAAAAAAABsM/t43rAGlsIJk/s400/29122010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555895151454715666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream curtain~ My father even bought the translucent fabric for me without my knowledge. So nice (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNecy0CI/AAAAAAAABsU/khDewGDCOV8/s1600/29122010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNecy0CI/AAAAAAAABsU/khDewGDCOV8/s400/29122010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555895158827044898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beast poster and bigbang drawing are in front of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNfCvaFI/AAAAAAAABsc/mQLISsvICS4/s1600/29122010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBNfCvaFI/AAAAAAAABsc/mQLISsvICS4/s400/29122010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555895158986205266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thin mirror and cupboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBMdyTjiI/AAAAAAAABr8/6EO7nT_ymGA/s1600/29122010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBMdyTjiI/AAAAAAAABr8/6EO7nT_ymGA/s400/29122010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555895141468966434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Justin Bieber poster and canada place mat. The justin biebir poster is to irritate my brothers, cos they dont like him. Idk why they dislike him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ done with my 360 degree view of my room! My bed is in the middle of the four walls. (: Oh and, my room is matcha green! :D So im living in a matcha green sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures before i make the rice balls hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAqlFSp_I/AAAAAAAABrU/OrozZlMP6hE/s1600/24122010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAqlFSp_I/AAAAAAAABrU/OrozZlMP6hE/s400/24122010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894559312095218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates L gave (this is only a small part of it, the rest were eaten by my colleagues when i had a cough ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a 360 degree view of the log cake my family ate the day after christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAryZ386I/AAAAAAAABr0/I553-8p1sXE/s1600/26122010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAryZ386I/AAAAAAAABr0/I553-8p1sXE/s400/26122010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894580067955618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqArtRYCdI/AAAAAAAABrs/wW1FNX2BZ5g/s1600/26122010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqArtRYCdI/AAAAAAAABrs/wW1FNX2BZ5g/s400/26122010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894578690132434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqArYr-WuI/AAAAAAAABrk/D4Ng5kU2jsI/s1600/26122010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqArYr-WuI/AAAAAAAABrk/D4Ng5kU2jsI/s400/26122010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894573164550882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAq5haOuI/AAAAAAAABrc/L7AZvbZNR4s/s1600/26122010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqAq5haOuI/AAAAAAAABrc/L7AZvbZNR4s/s400/26122010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894564798741218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i like looking at things in 360 degrees recently. Ok bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it snow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4484784242135533245?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4484784242135533245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4484784242135533245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4484784242135533245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4484784242135533245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/like-bubble-gum-my-hearts-swelling-up.html' title='Like bubble gum, my heart&apos;s swelling up, i&apos;m just celebrating.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRqBM23TQFI/AAAAAAAABsE/-pe5NzNpzo0/s72-c/29122010%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7171231741869235285</id><published>2010-12-26T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:23:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sorry</title><content type='html'>The autoplay everything idea was horrible! All the videos in my blog started playing by itself like they had a mind of their own and everything was a mess T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was horrible ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the beautiful beast music i wanted you to listen to went muddled up. I'm so sorry if i damaged your hearing if you were unlucky enough to witness it )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok, gonna take off the autoplay now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7171231741869235285?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7171231741869235285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7171231741869235285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7171231741869235285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7171231741869235285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-so-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4105142085194962891</id><published>2010-12-25T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T02:58:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow~</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA now i know how to make you watch all my videos now :D&lt;br /&gt;The power of auto play!&lt;br /&gt;~testing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GRA27nfiemA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/GRA27nfiemA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;autoplay=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahah *became mojojo all of a sudden*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Hyunseung and kikwang's performance was so amazing!! (': LOL, but i was wondering where kikwang was at the first half of the performance then i saw him and was like "oh!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas btw!~ Hohoho. Played pet society just now cos of a link on celine's fb page :X And i made a christmas card there cos i clicked on smth that popped out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bigbang are angels for visiting the sick girl in korea (': &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveubigbang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna autoplay all my videos now. &gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4105142085194962891?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4105142085194962891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4105142085194962891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4105142085194962891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4105142085194962891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_25.html' title='Let it snow~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2569029929978194846</id><published>2010-12-24T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T02:12:45.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a ciel phantomhive~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRN9Gl8JVGI/AAAAAAAABrI/haSHB8grd5c/s1600/19122010%2528009%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRN9Gl8JVGI/AAAAAAAABrI/haSHB8grd5c/s400/19122010%2528009%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553920317695022178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was reading through my post for spelling errors and when i read the genting part i remembered that after genting i went to KL and the hotel that i was staying in had a cosplay event and i was lucky enough to sneak in secretly LOL. AND I SAW CIEL PHANTOMHIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (the fake one) He's the one with the eyepatch. Wanted to take a photo with him! But i didnt dare to ask him T,T I knew i was gonna regret it then but i still didnt dare )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I regret it so much!!! Ciel Phantomive~~~ (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok gonna sleep now. Im gonna work my butt out tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2569029929978194846?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2569029929978194846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2569029929978194846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2569029929978194846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2569029929978194846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need-ciel-phantomhive.html' title='I need a ciel phantomhive~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRN9Gl8JVGI/AAAAAAAABrI/haSHB8grd5c/s72-c/19122010%2528009%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4652446937702436561</id><published>2010-12-23T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:35:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like I’ve fallen into a happy dream, like a child, flying through the air with our hands clasped, you and me together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpxbwe5AI/AAAAAAAABrA/KFGbt7jsc-E/s1600/23122010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpxbwe5AI/AAAAAAAABrA/KFGbt7jsc-E/s400/23122010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553899063463568386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpxbwe5AI/AAAAAAAABrA/KFGbt7jsc-E/s1600/23122010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The curry rice i made!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohaiyo~ Back from genting! (back quite long ago alrd) (wait, did you even know if i went genting???!??!?!!) I sat on all the scary roller coaster rides in genting! *proud* Even the one where you lie down on smth and fly around like superman. *o* super scary~ And the one which sends you high up a pillar and comes down quickly. :/ And i was super lucky to have Grace (friend which was my brother's school mate :O who is my father's friend's adopeted daughter) to ride all the rides with me. We were very brave you know! We didnt scream even once. C: Oh but one of the rides there was horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to sit in a boat like roller coaster and the track was like a mine and when you come out of the tunnel you travel high up a hump and then go splash into the river below. *-* The water was freezing cold and it was in genting so it was like cold + cold. T.T So... I suffered alot through the whole ride cos there were two humps. ~.~ My teeth went kekekekekekeke (sound effect for chattering) through the ride lol. So... when i returned to singapore i fell sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still sick now.... It got worse i think~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work today at the cafe was fun (: I thought it would be very lonely without yanxiang, miko or momo (new friends!) but i was wrong cos i made more friends :D hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my colleagues were very nice (: They helped me put makeup on my face. Lol, and Yui helped me make my eyes bigger and Kaiko helped me make my nose higher (cos she said my nose is tiny T.T). And Kaiko gave me her eyeliner pencil thing for me to practise with it. She's so nice (': Then Yume and Yui helped me "conceal" my eyebags cos they said i have very very very heavy eyebags. I knew i had eyebags but i didnt know it was so serious :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Kaiko gave me a mask to wear cos I had cough. She wore one too, cos she had a slight cough. So... we both looked kinda suspicious in the cafe. *o* Ahahah, then customers said we looked scary so we had to take the masks off ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Yui made tea with lemon in it for me to treat my cough. Thanks~ (: I thought it would taste bad cos things that taste bad are good for your body but it tasted very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh then i made friends with one regular customer cos she's the same age and she is tall. LOL. She was asking me why i wasnt wearing high heels, then i told her i cant cos they said im too tall. Then we became friends cos we're the same height. *-* How random~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we talked about cosplay and vocaloids and workplaces and i found out that the other people working at the cafe talk about me cos she knew my age eventho i didnt tell her :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im labeled as the "girl with spectacles, aged 16, very tall"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. I dont like being labeled T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i asked her if i can cosplay &lt;i&gt;Ciel Phantomhive&lt;/i&gt; cos she cosplays so i thought so should know these kind of stuff and she said that i cant T.T Cos im too tall and other cosplayers will mock you. T,T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHAT HAS THE WORLD BECOME??!?!??!?!!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and there's segregation between some of the workers. ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's two different groups now. But I'm neutral! Like Switzerland~ im friends with everyone and everyone's nice to me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya and Kurumi's very nice to me also. She taught me how to make foam to put on top of the coffee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she taught me that snail shit is orange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And folding tissues and making foam are therapeutic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaiko bought us cup noodles for lunch! I got tom yum. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and for dinner i had curry rice~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took me a long time to make the curry *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and Yume nagged at me for eating the curry rice and her face was :O when she found out i ate tom yum noodles cos she said that those will agitate my throat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats why im more ill now~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My voice is very hoarse now :3 No.... Im not happy that my voice is hoarse because i sound sexy and mature like that. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My throat feels itchy now. It's irritating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok~ going to work again tmr. :D Tmr is christmas eve! Gonna celebrate christmas in the cafe :D I hope i get well soon by then~ so i can eat chocolate + cake + shout if we do a countdown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and there is one regular customer who behaves like L in death note. He orders tea and adds like 10+ (thought it was 7 last time but i saw wrongly) packets of sugar into his tea. And he has blond hair *-* he visited the cafe today and gave us a packet of chocolates *o* So nice~ But,... I cant eat them T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH YA and i took my first photo with a customer!!!! :D It was like fate~ Because i served him, and then he spent more than $30 so he got the chance to do the christmas lucky draw thing. Then he got a red straw which means he can get a message (which feels like a love letter *o*) from a maid and take a cheki (a photo) with a maid. He randomly picked and he chose my message!!!!!!!! :O and he took a photo with me cos i was the one that served him. LOL. It was like fate~~~~ *0* Yea i was very happy. But then, it was a lucky draw thing and he didnt pay money to take a photo with me. LOL. -i feel abit sad when i think abt it, cos.... he took a photo with me cos it was free- But nvm! At least i've taken a photo with someone now C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and BEAST~~~~ (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpaFUSSpI/AAAAAAAABq4/s23GpHT1vX8/s1600/beast24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpaFUSSpI/AAAAAAAABq4/s23GpHT1vX8/s400/beast24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553898662302730898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpaFUSSpI/AAAAAAAABq4/s23GpHT1vX8/s1600/beast24.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B2uties are the most fortunate fans because beast just keeps producing awesome songs. (': Im so happy to hear all these nice songs at the same time im sad cos it means that beast is working too hard. Their Beautiful comeback was a few weeks ago and their soom promotions like one month ago and their Japan promotion and their first concert :O (sorry, too many ands)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They've worked hard (': Thats why i said Beast is number 1 like bigbang for me right now. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZ8gRnYI/AAAAAAAABqw/8YcoPOcimQw/s1600/beast25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZ8gRnYI/AAAAAAAABqw/8YcoPOcimQw/s400/beast25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553898659937099138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZ8gRnYI/AAAAAAAABqw/8YcoPOcimQw/s1600/beast25.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hyunseung's and Kikwang's duet, &lt;i&gt;Let it snow&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvUUjGiZzmM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CvUUjGiZzmM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdgJyir_QNg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NdgJyir_QNg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovtTHSwnoSc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovtTHSwnoSc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZmUeT1I/AAAAAAAABqo/OIUfkR89aCs/s1600/beast23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZmUeT1I/AAAAAAAABqo/OIUfkR89aCs/s400/beast23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553898653982019410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZmUeT1I/AAAAAAAABqo/OIUfkR89aCs/s1600/beast23.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dongwoon's and Dujoon's duet, &lt;i&gt;When the door closes&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/37c46yONWaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/37c46yONWaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Gbn8lAZesI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Gbn8lAZesI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2qcyRok5lY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2qcyRok5lY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZSSIDiI/AAAAAAAABqg/G4KNTpFT6KE/s1600/beast22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpZSSIDiI/AAAAAAAABqg/G4KNTpFT6KE/s400/beast22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553898648603463202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yoseob and Junhyung's duet, &lt;i&gt;Thanks to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/arXrZkjADZ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/arXrZkjADZ0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qgMri3JXzYk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qgMri3JXzYk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W0R03xg9Nes?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W0R03xg9Nes?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ehehehe i put all the videos here with the hopes that you might click on them so that the views for beast's songs will increase C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But listen to all the songs! They are all very nice (: But, if you like rnb songs more, listen to Hyunseung's and Kikwang's duet, 'let it snow' first. :D If you like ballads more, listen to Doongwoon and Dujoon's, 'when the door closes' first. If, you like pop songs more then Yoseob and Junhyung's duet, 'thanks to' will be very very nice for you. :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now~ bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4652446937702436561?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4652446937702436561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4652446937702436561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4652446937702436561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4652446937702436561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/like-ive-fallen-into-happy-dream-like.html' title='Like I’ve fallen into a happy dream, like a child, flying through the air with our hands clasped, you and me together.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TRNpxbwe5AI/AAAAAAAABrA/KFGbt7jsc-E/s72-c/23122010%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5396877381778843765</id><published>2010-12-07T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:14:40.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you hear me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TP0KbJPYm3I/AAAAAAAABqY/vYrCgflPz7E/s1600/ohaiyo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TP0KbJPYm3I/AAAAAAAABqY/vYrCgflPz7E/s400/ohaiyo.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547601777443511154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohaiyo~ (practising japanese) Desiree! Thanks to you i got pageviews from canada~~~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha! Just thought of the canada(ian) yogurt we ate today which was actually very good and you said "of course! It's from canada!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is arigato from me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5396877381778843765?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5396877381778843765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5396877381778843765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5396877381778843765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5396877381778843765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-you-hear-me.html' title='Can you hear me?'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TP0KbJPYm3I/AAAAAAAABqY/vYrCgflPz7E/s72-c/ohaiyo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5960355473508118044</id><published>2010-12-06T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:59:02.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see me- beat of angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__4bnypI/AAAAAAAABqQ/MMFCjbn3U8c/s1600/skk5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__4bnypI/AAAAAAAABqQ/MMFCjbn3U8c/s400/skk5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590313958689426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__hXWMPI/AAAAAAAABqI/5Tn1aj6w2G4/s1600/skk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__hXWMPI/AAAAAAAABqI/5Tn1aj6w2G4/s400/skk4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590307766743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__ftbPWI/AAAAAAAABqA/0Om0QN-bFkg/s1600/skk3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__ftbPWI/AAAAAAAABqA/0Om0QN-bFkg/s400/skk3.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590307322477922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz_-4-oUzI/AAAAAAAABp4/_pgvGYoVzSE/s1600/skk1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz_-4-oUzI/AAAAAAAABp4/_pgvGYoVzSE/s400/skk1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590296925655858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiya! Recently I've been addicted to Sungkyunkwn Scandel. :3 the drama is super nice! (abit like You're Beautiful, but based in the olden days) Kim Yoon Shik!!! (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In life, there are first times, right? My first time at a job was horrible T.T and i didnt get paid (because it was a trial) I feel cheated )': But, i guess that the trial was necessary, if not the employer wont know how much strength i posses and how much initiative (?) Turns out im very weak )': Cos I had alot of trouble pushing the square tables and the manager had to help me with that and i did not take the initiative to (i dont know but the manager scolded me for that) and i kept slipping on the wet floor &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;and i offended a customer *-* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AHHHHHH im so stressed now! Everyone's asking me to quit my job, but i dont want to! I want to prove to the manager that i can do it! I want to show him that i have the ability to do better! T.T So im not quitting, yet. Wait till i prove him wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*sigh* no, this is not blind bravery. It's because i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And another of my first times this year was meeting my idol(s). Eheheheheh. I went to the airport to see beast!!!!!!!!!! *0* There was a huge crowd of screaming fangirls there. Lol. And I got very tired of standing up and waiting for beast. And in one of the videos i took when i thought beast was gonna magically appear i muttered "aahh my legs so tired!". The screaming fangirls were so scary *-* I never want to meet them again! If i were an idol i will distance myself from them... Cos they tried to touch me! LOL. Creepy right? As much as i wanna hug beast, i wouldnt. Really! And if i had the chance to, i would ask them if i could hug them first before i actually hug them. :D Haha i go by the "see no touch policy"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And after standing for so long, i caught a glimpse of beast. *o* -heaven sound- It was as if time froze. I think i stoned while tiptoeing with my right arm raised up with the camera. Then after beast walked passed, the crowd of fangirls cleared immediately and i was left stoning in that position for a few seconds. Wow~~~~ They were so fair! *u* I remember feeling so so so happy back then. Aahh~ good memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;LOL, i only got to see their side view tho C: but im kinda happy already, unlike the other fangirls that stalked beast all the way to their hotel. Im afraid for beast T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tsk. Tsk tsk tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Another first time was sleeping by myself! I slept myself last night in my own room! :D Eventho i was scared to sleep alone with out my brothers initially, i fell asleep soon enough and ahahaha finally~ my own room! And when i woke up, a tiny patch of the blue sky greeted me. C: Yay!~ I love my room! I hope the new condo doesnt cover all of my sky. )': Nvm, im satisfied if that tiny patch of sky, cos when i lie down on my bed, i can see more of it. It's amazing!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Now whats left for me is to pierce my ears. (cos my aunt gave me earrings recently) But im scared of pain. *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Anyway~ Welcome back to sunny sg desiree, where it is always summer! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5960355473508118044?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5960355473508118044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5960355473508118044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5960355473508118044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5960355473508118044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-see-me.html' title='I see me- beat of angel'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPz__4bnypI/AAAAAAAABqQ/MMFCjbn3U8c/s72-c/skk5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4227142739996383263</id><published>2010-12-01T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T00:54:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPUrCWxpg5I/AAAAAAAABpo/5BOGCQDF0CI/s1600/kuroshitsuji38.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPUrCWxpg5I/AAAAAAAABpo/5BOGCQDF0CI/s400/kuroshitsuji38.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545385835650188178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPUrCwdNykI/AAAAAAAABpw/5x3mr7gHcIM/s1600/kuroshitsuji40.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPUrCwdNykI/AAAAAAAABpw/5x3mr7gHcIM/s400/kuroshitsuji40.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545385842543807042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Engrave the pain of being alive into my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished the last episode of kuroshitsuji. It was the most beautiful ending ever! Ciel Phantomhive (L) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iloveu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will take a long time for me to fall asleep tonight because i will keep replaying this episode in my head. -sigh- Off to bed now! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4227142739996383263?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4227142739996383263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4227142739996383263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4227142739996383263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4227142739996383263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/12/nobody.html' title='nobody'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPUrCWxpg5I/AAAAAAAABpo/5BOGCQDF0CI/s72-c/kuroshitsuji38.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-8668888090962615508</id><published>2010-11-30T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:13:05.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush back to reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-text"&gt;Multiply each score by 10 &amp;amp; repost as I'm 50% Girlish, 70% Boyish, 30% Nerdy, 30% Emo &amp;amp; 50% Childish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Girly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[x] I like at least one shade of pink&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I don’t like being messy &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] My belongings are organized&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I don’t like rock music&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like wearing accessories&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] Bright colors amaze me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I hate black &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I go to the salon once a week&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I comb my hair almost all the time &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I bring my phone with me everywhere&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;—Boyish—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like wearing baggy pants&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I play video games  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like Akon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like wearing jackets with hoods&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I’m too lazy to do chores&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I don’t like shopping unless it’s for me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I would go bungee jumping&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I like being sweaty&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I’m a big fan of marvel heroes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I always wear perfume/cologne&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;—Nerdy—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my purse or pocket&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I enjoy studying&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I wear glasses&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I’m a straight-A student&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I’ve never skipped any class in my whole life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I like my shirt tucked in&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] One of my favorite subject is science &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like reading mystery books&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] My assignments are passed up on time&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;—Emo—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I am crazy about the color black&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I sit at the corner&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] One side of my hair is covering one of my eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I like metal rock music&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I have a lot of problems in my life&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I don’t talk much &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I don’t have that many friends &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I barely have fun &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I barely go out with my folks or friends &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;—Childish—&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I love to stare at the ceiling for ten minutes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I sleep with a stuff toy/pillow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I watch cartoons&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I love to invent words only i understand&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I sleep with a night light&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] My parents are the ones who choose my outfit. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I’m scared of roller coasters  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I like being with my family relatives&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[ ] I take bubble baths &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] I like Spongebob!  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hiya~ Did that quiz cos i was bored. And Oh my god?! 50 + 70 + 30 + 30 + 50 = 230? Out of 100% i got 230%? Am i doing the quiz correctly? &gt;.&gt; ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh nvm~ back to Knight's tumblr! Her tumblr opens my eyes to so many things~ Maybe it's because she transformed from a childish person to someone more... mature? :X Her tumblr's so realistic, especially this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Society’s standards are fucked. If you’re reserved and quiet, you’re emo. If you’re open and expressive, you’re attention hungry. If you’re a virgin by 16, you’re doing something wrong. If you lose it by 16, you’re a whore. If you don’t compliment yourself, you’re begging for compliments. If you do compliment yourself, you’re full of yourself. If you’re unique, you’re weird. If you’re “normal,” you’re boring. It’s hard to find yourself in a world so centered around perfection, when in reality imperfection is what defines us.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(': So deep and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok bye!&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/6403973330866763034-8668888090962615508?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8668888090962615508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=8668888090962615508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8668888090962615508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8668888090962615508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/rush-back-to-reality.html' title='Rush back to reality'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5544409012129514587</id><published>2010-11-29T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:15:33.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>微笑み</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLb-DXYpI/AAAAAAAABow/57ncgDpB-Ow/s1600/kuroshitsuji31.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLb-DXYpI/AAAAAAAABow/57ncgDpB-Ow/s400/kuroshitsuji31.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999247597232786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLdgDhSgI/AAAAAAAABpI/iHWXMzYdxSc/s1600/kuroshitsuji34.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLdgDhSgI/AAAAAAAABpI/iHWXMzYdxSc/s400/kuroshitsuji34.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999273904556546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLc4yJqrI/AAAAAAAABpA/J-fLvhhd6Gw/s1600/kuroshitsuji33.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLc4yJqrI/AAAAAAAABpA/J-fLvhhd6Gw/s400/kuroshitsuji33.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999263362722482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLcdd7fmI/AAAAAAAABo4/QSie_sHF1s4/s1600/kuroshitsuji32.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLcdd7fmI/AAAAAAAABo4/QSie_sHF1s4/s400/kuroshitsuji32.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999256030150242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLetg434I/AAAAAAAABpQ/B4jkk0MfVPY/s1600/kuroshitsuji35.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLetg434I/AAAAAAAABpQ/B4jkk0MfVPY/s400/kuroshitsuji35.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999294697267074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the duty of those serving the Phantomhives! i think... (forgot the exact words :X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPL4HNbBPI/AAAAAAAABpY/DHO2ePtIe4Y/s1600/kuroshitsuji37.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPL4HNbBPI/AAAAAAAABpY/DHO2ePtIe4Y/s400/kuroshitsuji37.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544999731091670258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Ciel's slight smile. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to smile! Smiling faces are the foundation of the young master's happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww, so touching (': Ciel's helpers (or pawns?) are so nice. Hahaha and episode 21 was so surprising! Never knew Ciel's helpers were so talented! They were like Ciel's bodyguards and protected Ciel from his enemies!!!! *o* Haha under the guise of being stupid/careless/clumsy the helpers were actually...  -i cant describe them- :O So amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE! C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im gonna sleep with my eyemask tonight! -found it recently :D- After dust fell into my eye last night, im not gonna take the risk of sleeping without anything protecting my eyes anymore! My house is kinda dusty now cos of renovation, but my eyes are protected by my spectacles during the day so dust doesnt get to them easily. But at night.... My eyes are defenseless! -sigh- my eyes are so delicate T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPPF8yVaoI/AAAAAAAABpg/xi1pGB2tIfA/s1600/30112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPPF8yVaoI/AAAAAAAABpg/xi1pGB2tIfA/s400/30112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545003267346754178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyemask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna read fanfics then off to bed with ^ -points to image above- Byebye!! :D Smile! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5544409012129514587?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5544409012129514587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5544409012129514587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5544409012129514587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5544409012129514587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_29.html' title='微笑み'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPPLb-DXYpI/AAAAAAAABow/57ncgDpB-Ow/s72-c/kuroshitsuji31.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4741804727770504230</id><published>2010-11-27T21:59:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T02:20:34.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of Julie,</title><content type='html'>Memories of Julie- my first and last barbie doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpvori8I/AAAAAAAABoo/_x4Bx5MHeEI/s1600/27112010%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpvori8I/AAAAAAAABoo/_x4Bx5MHeEI/s400/27112010%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229826105936834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her new owner... Looks like she is handling her with care... I think. At least she is less violent with Julie than me. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpe2KiCI/AAAAAAAABog/vh89uRQum3w/s1600/27112010%2528013%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpe2KiCI/AAAAAAAABog/vh89uRQum3w/s400/27112010%2528013%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229821599090722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expensive dresses my parents bought for Julie last time. LOL. The chinese dress, Korean dress and wedding dress. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(taeyang!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpMgRkJI/AAAAAAAABoY/gJ26QIrdb6I/s1600/27112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpMgRkJI/AAAAAAAABoY/gJ26QIrdb6I/s400/27112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229816675438738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie dressed in korean hanbok. (i think..) Annyoung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbbi4rBI/AAAAAAAABoA/SkZRUlt17A0/s1600/27112010%2528010%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbbi4rBI/AAAAAAAABoA/SkZRUlt17A0/s400/27112010%2528010%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229580194753554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie's zombie pose in qipao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbE8YRtI/AAAAAAAABn4/-K8PLohU2I0/s1600/27112010%2528009%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbE8YRtI/AAAAAAAABn4/-K8PLohU2I0/s400/27112010%2528009%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229574127666898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, made my cousin hold Julie's hair like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPaVXJQzI/AAAAAAAABnw/5Bq8VGZoHfY/s1600/27112010%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPaVXJQzI/AAAAAAAABnw/5Bq8VGZoHfY/s400/27112010%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229561355027250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! "I can wear all the one sleeve dresses my (previous) master didnt dare to wear!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMnGc4-I/AAAAAAAABno/in2TJmfJP4U/s1600/27112010%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMnGc4-I/AAAAAAAABno/in2TJmfJP4U/s400/27112010%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229325598680034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMfYQn9I/AAAAAAAABng/MwzUG75XZrw/s1600/27112010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMfYQn9I/AAAAAAAABng/MwzUG75XZrw/s400/27112010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229323525890002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMIF2yGI/AAAAAAAABnY/AFaFY_v_gNw/s1600/27112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPMIF2yGI/AAAAAAAABnY/AFaFY_v_gNw/s400/27112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229317274683490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture the best! :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wedding dress~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPLuIkX9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/LN0_lNHmh5Y/s1600/27112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPLuIkX9I/AAAAAAAABnQ/LN0_lNHmh5Y/s400/27112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229310306738130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! Julie got yellow sunglasses! :D (it came together with the doll and the rest of the clothes. Just so you know...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPLao0WqI/AAAAAAAABnI/V3oj55Ge4_4/s1600/27112010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPLao0WqI/AAAAAAAABnI/V3oj55Ge4_4/s400/27112010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229305073293986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow hawaiian skirt my maid made for Julie with my hankie last time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbxsS8SI/AAAAAAAABoI/JkAEKNuTr0A/s1600/27112010%2528011%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPbxsS8SI/AAAAAAAABoI/JkAEKNuTr0A/s400/27112010%2528011%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229586139803938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPcD5Z0WI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ayZomUVFOqw/s1600/27112010%2528012%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPcD5Z0WI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ayZomUVFOqw/s400/27112010%2528012%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544229591026618722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4741804727770504230?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4741804727770504230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4741804727770504230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4741804727770504230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4741804727770504230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/memiors-of-julie.html' title='Memoirs of Julie,'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEPpvori8I/AAAAAAAABoo/_x4Bx5MHeEI/s72-c/27112010%2528006%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5294402873686446663</id><published>2010-11-27T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T02:22:34.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the time passes and passes, when the pain becomes a memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI5gFU-QI/AAAAAAAABmg/3xTTQZ_UMLo/s1600/kuroshitsuji8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI5gFU-QI/AAAAAAAABmg/3xTTQZ_UMLo/s400/kuroshitsuji8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222400227637506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian's overwhelming confidence. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6DGah6I/AAAAAAAABmo/YTen5tJoPR0/s1600/kuroshitsuji9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6DGah6I/AAAAAAAABmo/YTen5tJoPR0/s400/kuroshitsuji9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222409627436962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL at Ciel's i-know-he's-my-butler face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6XtEubI/AAAAAAAABmw/us0U_ePg-PM/s1600/kuroshitsuji10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6XtEubI/AAAAAAAABmw/us0U_ePg-PM/s400/kuroshitsuji10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222415158294962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciel's hand movements ahahah so cute. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6gRv7uI/AAAAAAAABm4/RNi1GpBuac4/s1600/kuroshitsuji11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6gRv7uI/AAAAAAAABm4/RNi1GpBuac4/s400/kuroshitsuji11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222417459605218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha their shocked faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuroshitsuji is so addictive! Its so nice~~~ (L) I have more ss of them. :D huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;And my cousins, aunts and uncles suddenly came just now, together with the double-decked bed. And suddenly, i realise im gonna have my own room!!!! -it's about time anyway ekekekekek- Im so happy~~~ (': and sad at the same time, cos there is no one to share a double-decked bed with me. )': times like this i wanna steal a sister from ivana's house. She has too many sisters anyway. C: Anyway~ no need to share a room with my brothers anymore! Aahh and it was so awkward between me and my cousins just now. -didnt know what to say to them- And my mother gave the barbie doll (the one that i chose on impulse as a christmas present when i was in p6) to my cousin. LOL, eventho i never played with it after i bought it (shocking confession: i never liked barbie dolls :X) I still felt sad when my mother gave it away. Maybe it's cos it was the first and only barbie doll i had &gt;.&gt; So i (somehow) (somehow) felt a sense of loss when i passed my doll to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T im starting to feel sad now. Oh and i think my 8 year old cousin thinks that im wierd. Cos... before i gave her my barbie doll, i took pictures of it in all her clothes. ._. And I kept reminding her that i already named my doll Julie, and insisted that when she returns home, she cant change my doll's name. If not i'll take the doll back. ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and watched harry potter with nicole, gracie and keith today. It was so fun!! I miss all of them~~ And harry potter was so touching (': And abrupt?.... It ended when Voldermolt took the elder wand from Dumbledore. -.- (iwillkillyoulordvoldermolt!) And it was so sad when Dobby died. )': Dobby~ The best elf anyone can every have. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and recently.... I suddenly became friends with celine's cousin. Lol.... And she is a hyunseung fan too. :3 I asked her to go to the airport with me to (hopefully) see beast. We became friends (: And she sent me lots of hyunseung pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6xBxO9I/AAAAAAAABnA/o8BxDcfwbto/s1600/48907_100001092931813_4514801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI6xBxO9I/AAAAAAAABnA/o8BxDcfwbto/s400/48907_100001092931813_4514801_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544222421955984338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Here is seungie saying bye! :D Bye~~ Gonna post pictures of Barbie-Julie now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5294402873686446663?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5294402873686446663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5294402873686446663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5294402873686446663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5294402873686446663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-time-passes-and-passes-when-pain.html' title='When the time passes and passes, when the pain becomes a memory.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TPEI5gFU-QI/AAAAAAAABmg/3xTTQZ_UMLo/s72-c/kuroshitsuji8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2529833028099765091</id><published>2010-11-26T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T14:02:12.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you and i love you - oh won bin</title><content type='html'>Hi~ Woke up at 11 today, eventho i set my alarm for 10. *-* But at least i'm improving and now.... im waking up before 12. :D -proud- LOL and i realised that during the first week of the holiday i wake up at 7 in the morning without anyone telling me to, but in the second week, i reverted back to my normal wakingup.after.12 life. -Sigh- But im changing now! I wanna be known as the girl who wakes up before 12! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and pet society!! Wow havent been there in a long time. Everything's changed *o* And weiliang gave me a werewolf suit! :D Thanks! Here's Muffin being Jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DQx7CJEI/AAAAAAAABmA/7JGgmeJPhA4/s1600/jacob4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DQx7CJEI/AAAAAAAABmA/7JGgmeJPhA4/s400/jacob4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723621874279490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, cant believe muffin looks so awkward standing around in the shop. Ivana used to say i look awkward standing around in shops. Maybe muffin takes after me C: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its like a chip off the old block~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cyfwcb5I/AAAAAAAABlw/hMqxo1HpZ_o/s1600/jacob%2521%2521%2521.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cyfwcb5I/AAAAAAAABlw/hMqxo1HpZ_o/s400/jacob%2521%2521%2521.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723101601951634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My halloween tree bore 5 fruits :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DQg9m4uI/AAAAAAAABl4/dxof7HdYRck/s1600/jacob2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DQg9m4uI/AAAAAAAABl4/dxof7HdYRck/s400/jacob2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723617321673442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know in Habbo when you talk to the (robot) people they will give you wierd replies?! It happened to me in pet society too!  Grumble was the funniest. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9CxRe9l1I/AAAAAAAABlg/BO2H6KYe5NA/s1600/jacob8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9CxRe9l1I/AAAAAAAABlg/BO2H6KYe5NA/s400/jacob8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723080590661458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cxq7pMsI/AAAAAAAABlo/6D0aLTwqEnA/s1600/jacob9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cxq7pMsI/AAAAAAAABlo/6D0aLTwqEnA/s400/jacob9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723087421846210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DRamzLfI/AAAAAAAABmQ/nbHyG1u_rUw/s1600/jacob6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DRamzLfI/AAAAAAAABmQ/nbHyG1u_rUw/s400/jacob6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723632795266546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cwyu9oOI/AAAAAAAABlY/_KNc2WB1e4M/s1600/jacob7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9Cwyu9oOI/AAAAAAAABlY/_KNc2WB1e4M/s400/jacob7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543723072336273634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9EUxvrpYI/AAAAAAAABmY/a0M2-6fQHb8/s1600/jacob5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9EUxvrpYI/AAAAAAAABmY/a0M2-6fQHb8/s400/jacob5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543724790057772418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin is kinda annoying. LOL. (no i made her that way cos i was bored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok going back to kuroshitsuji now. Oh my god ciel phantomhive!!!!!!!! (L)&lt;br /&gt;-faints-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2529833028099765091?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2529833028099765091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2529833028099765091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2529833028099765091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2529833028099765091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-you-and-i-love-you-oh-won-bin.html' title='I love you and i love you - oh won bin'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO9DQx7CJEI/AAAAAAAABmA/7JGgmeJPhA4/s72-c/jacob4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-1829181159223453258</id><published>2010-11-25T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:39:29.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>マトリョシカ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnybIvuI/AAAAAAAABko/6cqgudVrRt4/s1600/tumblr_krew2aYuxi1qzb9oeo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnybIvuI/AAAAAAAABko/6cqgudVrRt4/s400/tumblr_krew2aYuxi1qzb9oeo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543413954866888418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow! I feel so lazy recently. This week, i wake up everyday after 12. I feel like im stuck in some holiday mode that is very unproductive and i feel so useless )': LOL. Eventho i tried to make myself useful by doing some chores and washing my stuffed toys, i still feel....... you know? ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1 today :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnc_UH6I/AAAAAAAABkg/SGDHYGCGVAI/s1600/24112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnc_UH6I/AAAAAAAABkg/SGDHYGCGVAI/s400/24112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543413949113048994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big 954 jigsaw puzzle with the moon done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnWir4QI/AAAAAAAABkY/A5kHWzFe89w/s1600/25112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnWir4QI/AAAAAAAABkY/A5kHWzFe89w/s400/25112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543413947382358274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My clean eeyore drying (: Make sure you dry well eeyoreie! Dont let moss grow on you. -bad memories- Thats why i spent a lot of effort in taking out your stuffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i started on desiree's christmas present today. (since she is not in sg anymore, i can work on her puzzle now!)&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha bought her the lady with the parasol puzzle. I thought it was $1.90, but it turned out to be $11.90 -.- didnt see the 1 &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ i started with your christmas present today. The puzzle pieces were so tiny, they felt like they would crumble and break into tinier pieces if i used too much force on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they smelt like shit. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine how i came this far with this puzzle. *faints* no, not gonna post pictures of my progress on this puzzle, cos i dint make much progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will take a long time with your christmas present desiree. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnIjO4yI/AAAAAAAABkQ/dPONx6XD6us/s1600/25112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnIjO4yI/AAAAAAAABkQ/dPONx6XD6us/s400/25112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543413943626556194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pm9Am_HI/AAAAAAAABkI/MUXJhdcNeFA/s1600/25112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pm9Am_HI/AAAAAAAABkI/MUXJhdcNeFA/s400/25112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543413940528544882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kyDnYeUnT7w" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining now~ A good time to eat ajisen ramen! Ok bye~! LOL im feeling high cos of a song now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-1829181159223453258?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1829181159223453258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=1829181159223453258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1829181159223453258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1829181159223453258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='マトリョシカ'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO4pnybIvuI/AAAAAAAABko/6cqgudVrRt4/s72-c/tumblr_krew2aYuxi1qzb9oeo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4149031632079705011</id><published>2010-11-24T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:07:31.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to try to pull put a gun? Then this World will become a memory.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO0ThB3TnNI/AAAAAAAABkA/tOUlE54cBtM/s1600/23112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TO0ThB3TnNI/AAAAAAAABkA/tOUlE54cBtM/s400/23112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543108174519966930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~ Nowadays it's just me that's piecing the puzzle. My brothers dont help out much anymore. Boys get tired of stuff easily. ~.~ I finished the moon today tho! (the picture above was how the puzzle looked like ystd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna finish the daughter of twenty faces now! Left one episode C: Aahh so sad that it's gonna end )': I'll miss chiko's bravery and wits and Sensei's (twenty faces) mysteriousness. Oh and in the last episode Chiko told twenty faces that he could change his name to (blank). I WANNA KNOW WHAT SHE TOLD HIM TO CHANGE HIS NAME TO! Lol so i need to watch the next episode because of that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And episode 21 of the daughter of twenty faces was so nice!  It could be an ending alrd! (expect that they didnt say what twenty face's new name would be. And i wanna know that :3) There was a conversation between Chiko and twenty faces that i liked alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I copied the whole scene down. LOL. No im not wierd, i was bored.... And i liked it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sensei: Get out of here, Chiko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiko: Mister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: The oscillation waves will not stop until that tower is destroyed. The light will swallow all og Tokyo just like he announced. Get as far away as you can. There is still some time until the light reaches here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: I'm going with you. Memories of me will remain with you forever. Even if this body is no more. The secret of the fourth state will be buried in the light. The tragedy that is about to unfold will etch itself into the memory of mankind, as an indelible darkness in their hearts. Just like that abomination of a war did. Our war will finally end here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Everyone has a darkness in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Chiko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Even if they know nothing of war... But, we cannot look away. If we look firmly ahead and go forward one step at a time... Someday, for certain, the door will open.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahh so touching (':  I think you need to watch the whole anime to find it touching. And the conversation between the professor and twenty faces was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;P: No matter where i went, you were always there. As if you were ridiculing me from afar. Then it dawned on me, we're two sides of the same coin. Once i kill you, my other self, I'll finally be fully complete. And now I've won. The future belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: I'm your "other self"? What a horrible joke. The "other self" i'm looking for is someone who will reveal a new panorama. The mistake I made was to focus solely on the future and lose sight of the people around me. I was unable to see through your madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both conversations,"T" and "S" refer to the same person (twenty faces). LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the "other self" twenty faces was referring to was Chiko :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna watch the last episode now! Ok bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4149031632079705011?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4149031632079705011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4149031632079705011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4149031632079705011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4149031632079705011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/want-to-try-to-pull-put-gun-then-this.html' title='Want to try to pull put a gun? 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width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOr8mhglI/AAAAAAAABj4/5Adcfzpb6tI/s400/19112010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542751020806931026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOroWpheI/AAAAAAAABjw/EbO5BCfZvgE/s1600/19112010%2528014%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOroWpheI/AAAAAAAABjw/EbO5BCfZvgE/s400/19112010%2528014%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542751015371638242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silhouette of a man standing suspiciously at the entrance of ion. *-* (noticed this when i was looking through my pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXgthSbI/AAAAAAAABjg/hVjb3_8zZPs/s1600/19112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXgthSbI/AAAAAAAABjg/hVjb3_8zZPs/s400/19112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750669722700210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivana and i shared coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXPzzbVI/AAAAAAAABjY/Q1eP9oZZ4U4/s1600/19112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXPzzbVI/AAAAAAAABjY/Q1eP9oZZ4U4/s400/19112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750665185652050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des and bel resting at a bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXCMRUDI/AAAAAAAABjQ/sWiM7ew-BN0/s1600/19112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOXCMRUDI/AAAAAAAABjQ/sWiM7ew-BN0/s400/19112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750661530177586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOWq7yAWI/AAAAAAAABjI/NAryixMwQP4/s1600/19112010%2528012%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOWq7yAWI/AAAAAAAABjI/NAryixMwQP4/s400/19112010%2528012%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750655287001442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOWYb0T_I/AAAAAAAABjA/6QyGA-_6ZfU/s1600/19112010%2528009%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOWYb0T_I/AAAAAAAABjA/6QyGA-_6ZfU/s400/19112010%2528009%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750650321096690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN5WQRzoI/AAAAAAAABi4/JC0IXv714-A/s1600/19112010%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN5WQRzoI/AAAAAAAABi4/JC0IXv714-A/s400/19112010%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750151519620738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shopping for dress~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOrXjm7PI/AAAAAAAABjo/BLIzAOzrZeI/s1600/22112010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOrXjm7PI/AAAAAAAABjo/BLIzAOzrZeI/s400/22112010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542751010862591218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN5JAiAaI/AAAAAAAABiw/h2_ivWJ8ep0/s1600/22112010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN5JAiAaI/AAAAAAAABiw/h2_ivWJ8ep0/s400/22112010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750147963912610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN4C1a7QI/AAAAAAAABio/SV7XB7-ItSU/s1600/22112010%2528008%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN4C1a7QI/AAAAAAAABio/SV7XB7-ItSU/s400/22112010%2528008%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750129126829314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN32sTiRI/AAAAAAAABig/xRU-ueICW3o/s1600/22112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN32sTiRI/AAAAAAAABig/xRU-ueICW3o/s400/22112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750125867370770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peacock feathers on char's mask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN30FlWXI/AAAAAAAABiY/EqA3AtzH0lo/s1600/22112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvN30FlWXI/AAAAAAAABiY/EqA3AtzH0lo/s400/22112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750125168089458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dish!  There was flash when i took this. Then the people opposite me (kayjin and benjamin i think) stared wierdly at me. I wanted to take pictures of every dish but i forgot *-* Anyway~ spot the California rolls!~~ (must be cos they knew geog students  salivate at the picture of the California rolls in the geog tb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom was fun (: Before prom was at charmaine's friend's house doing makeup. Charmaine's friend's mum was so nice, and she helped us do our makeup + hair. She's so kind (': I didnt dare to talk to her much, i think i only talked to her when she was helping des with her makeup cos des was so nervous. But when it was my turn for makeup i was very nervous as well, and only asked her questions and replied her questions. I think... I asked her if i could open my eyes three times. And she said 'no.. not yet' in a motherly voice. LOL. And she asked me why there was so much glitter on my face. Lol! Ya so i told her that was cos of my mask..... and the glitter kept falling off. Oh i asked her if i could curl the bottom of my hair, then she tried curling, but nothing happened. Then she told me my hair's too hard and it's difficult to curl it, so she did nothing to my hair. &gt;.&gt; Aahh i felt so deprived, cos ivana, des and charmaine had smth done to their hair, and i only had my lousy clip which i made myself. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we taxied to the hotel and met jingyi and jingwen at the toilet. -.- Then we went into the location tgt. I got to see all my classmate again after not seeing them for a long time. Took alot of pictures with other people's camera's :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad that celine didnt go, so i smsed her through the dinner so that i feel her presence. (somehow~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was nice (: But quite expected, except for the almond paste thing. I tried everything (: and sasha gave me her shark fin soup cos she didnt like it.  LOL. Yea... I ate alot actually, in my whole table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mr ari talked to me and charmaine!!!!! Cos at the end of the dinner, the mc asked us to dance, and then loud dance music started blasting from hidden speakers, but charmaine and i were stoning at our table. Then Mr ari was walking past and he asked if we were tired. *o* and told us to rest early. He is so caring (':Mrs hawazi waved to charmaine. LOL, then i said hi to her then she turned to smile at me. :X Ms shek came by later and slapped my back. LOL. I got shocked cos it was so dark and the place had a club feel (no i havent been to a club but i can imagine that clubs have that kind of feeling) then ms shek started laughing and walked away. Oh no i think ms shek is gonna remember me as the girl who gets shocked easily especially after that day when i cried over the ball that got run over by a bus. T.T I wonder how ms chong, mr shahid, mr yao and mr tan are gonna remember me as *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so sad, i think im gonna miss everyone alot, espcially after i receieved a few 'eileen! im so sad!' smses. Eventho i replied 'don't be sad! Look on the bright side! It was good while it lasted. We need to start on a new journey now!' im still gonna miss you too and im still feeling sad also )': (i realise im very good at sending comforting messages like that) Things that used to be part of my everyday life will change all of a sudden and i dont know of i can adapt well to it. People that i see everyday but dont usually talk to like classmates, eventho im not close to them, i will miss their presence. I feel so sad now T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone to comfort me? LOL, nvm~ I can comfort myself. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures taken at the kind charmaine's friend's mother's house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNRBwOGMI/AAAAAAAABiQ/oIbveeOnNpg/s1600/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNRBwOGMI/AAAAAAAABiQ/oIbveeOnNpg/s400/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542749458821683394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us before makeup. LOL! Oh actually, in all the pictures below here, i dont have any makeup on cos i was the last to get makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNQcLmUNI/AAAAAAAABiI/Q-qVoRGUGDw/s1600/DSC00995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNQcLmUNI/AAAAAAAABiI/Q-qVoRGUGDw/s400/DSC00995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542749448735969490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and charmaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-emo photoshoot, let's go!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOtwv-tI/AAAAAAAABh4/PGgGCTKoQJ0/s1600/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOtwv-tI/AAAAAAAABh4/PGgGCTKoQJ0/s400/DSC00973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542749419095456466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOvIhRHI/AAAAAAAABiA/YDx968Bewe0/s1600/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOvIhRHI/AAAAAAAABiA/YDx968Bewe0/s400/DSC00975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542749419463591026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Eventho I started the emo dead poses first i think ivana did the emo pose better. Ivana, you've learnt well and surpassed me (': im so proud of you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOcvuIgI/AAAAAAAABhw/BJkc56J9y-Y/s1600/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvNOcvuIgI/AAAAAAAABhw/BJkc56J9y-Y/s400/DSC00977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542749414527738370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMzNg7buI/AAAAAAAABho/GSz6tRacx5w/s1600/DSC00986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMzNg7buI/AAAAAAAABho/GSz6tRacx5w/s400/DSC00986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542748946582695650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMy8DRRLI/AAAAAAAABhg/Gk6x74X3Tz8/s1600/DSC00989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMy8DRRLI/AAAAAAAABhg/Gk6x74X3Tz8/s400/DSC00989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542748941894894770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cries- my hair is not curly at the bottom cos its too hard T,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMylhadXI/AAAAAAAABhY/Y_bh-0Vg_EM/s1600/DSC00978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMylhadXI/AAAAAAAABhY/Y_bh-0Vg_EM/s400/DSC00978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542748935847310706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desiree! Joining in our emo photoshoot for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMyGzoWCI/AAAAAAAABhQ/-I9K-mzdlqE/s1600/DSC00966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMyGzoWCI/AAAAAAAABhQ/-I9K-mzdlqE/s400/DSC00966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542748927602219042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMxtEDqrI/AAAAAAAABhI/ycAXLZn_LXc/s1600/DSC00948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvMxtEDqrI/AAAAAAAABhI/ycAXLZn_LXc/s400/DSC00948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542748920691796658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-end of our emo photoshoot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL there's more but i cant find it (eventho i saved it somewhr) My fav pic of ivana is not in here as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry )': Photos get lost in my computer easily. (cos i have lots of bigbang + beast + afterschool + ss501 + honey and clover pictures) I need to organise soon. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Now it's 11.04! Im left with two more episodes of the daughter of twenty faces then i'll be done with the anime! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter of twenty faces, lets go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6010750176987080963?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6010750176987080963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6010750176987080963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6010750176987080963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6010750176987080963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/music-starts-playing-like-end-of-sad.html' title='The music starts playing like the end of a sad movie.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOvOr8mhglI/AAAAAAAABj4/5Adcfzpb6tI/s72-c/19112010%2528005%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7854420233104993976</id><published>2010-11-21T12:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T01:31:17.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My world is on pause, and right in the middle of it all, you are there ma babe~</title><content type='html'>My brothers and i started on a jigsaw puzzle. It has 954 pieces! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil5IucjHI/AAAAAAAABgo/r7lBkiW-cYg/s1600/15112010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil5IucjHI/AAAAAAAABgo/r7lBkiW-cYg/s400/15112010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861742492814450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil52nuSMI/AAAAAAAABg4/DsBYodCPXpo/s1600/15112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil52nuSMI/AAAAAAAABg4/DsBYodCPXpo/s400/15112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861754812647618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil5sZFRdI/AAAAAAAABgw/M5izetyQkYo/s1600/15112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil5sZFRdI/AAAAAAAABgw/M5izetyQkYo/s400/15112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861752066885074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after three days. I think... Oh the white thing that looks like octopus is actually my bigbang wristband :D And yea, you're not imagining things, the brown thing beside the masking tape is a kangaroo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piecing  the pieces together was so difficult *-* i thought we'll never complete it, but now i think we can! Cos after a few more days, it became like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil6-KOrII/AAAAAAAABhA/79cWopjhClA/s1600/17112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil6-KOrII/AAAAAAAABhA/79cWopjhClA/s400/17112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861774016294018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks more like the picture on the cover box right? (: And i think this was the day where i lost my comb, cos my orange comb which was in the picture before is not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha i found new hope. (': I can finish it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and beast!! *-* Their comeback for beautiful was so classy! :D Three comebacks in one year! :O Beast is amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C-eO1GnZtVo" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights go on again was so soothing~! And i realised they changed some of the notes to make it sound stronger live. And  yoseobie helped dongwoon sing his high note, which made it so much better. (cos i think... dongwoon would have cracked if he sang the high note *u*) Hahaha such nice collaboration :D Beast~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w6YumocwbRg" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you more than anything. (I thought the name of the song was 'I like you the most', but nvm, it means the same :D) Wow~~~ So classy! *u* and when junhyung was rapping, the rest of beast were pretending to play musical instruments. LOL! I dont know what kikwang was playing tho ._. hahaha! And at the very begining junhyung was dancing with his back facing the crowd. LOL! But in this short version, Hyunseung and Doojoon dont have any lines ): But the performace was still amazing right? (":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mg9qi8ZRM9Y" frameborder="0" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful~~~! This is my new happy song (': They are so playful on stage. (reminds me of big bang!) Wow i think they are on the same level as big bang alrd. *o* I love them both! (maybe becos both of them are playful on stage, which means they enjoy performing) I love beast and bigbang on the same level now (: And lol, i love the part where they were coupled tgt at 1.32. Ahahaha so cute!!!!!!!~!!!  Hyunseung + kikwang (the cute couple) Yoseob + DongWoon (the embrassed couple) and Junhyung + DooJoon ( doojoon trying to protect himself from pervert junhyung) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh~ I wish they would pair Hyunseung and JunHyung tgt tho, cos i like the Junseung couple. :3 And Leader and maknae tgt :D But Yoseob and kikwang dont look nice with each other *-* So... LOL nvm they are still a group anyway. So it's ok~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they win snsd (dont kill me) next week. ): Sigh~, I think it's hard for that to happen, with so many snsd fangirls + boys. I really want beast to win the boy band of the year tho! :D LOL, just saw this commercial on the [v] chnl about it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dbsk won 2006, Super Junior won 2007, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Bang won 2008&lt;/span&gt;, 2PM won 2009.&lt;/span&gt; 2010 is gonna be beast's year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~ok im done fangirling, gonna watch my anime now :D&lt;br /&gt;And I bought my dress alrd! (: And i tried painting my nails last night. It was horrible *-* i took 1 hour to paint my toenails and i let eug paint one nail and he ruined it. So he tried taking it away with tissue (cos my mother's nail polish remover somehow evaporated) but the tissue got stuck to my toenail &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah and painting fingernails are the hardest. I paint one, then i paint the other, then the one i painted will get smudged. -.- Yea so now only my left hand has three of my fingers painted and the other two with tissue. And i cant paint my right hand myself cos im a right -hander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for my mother to bring home some nail polish remover now *-* Come home quick!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to anime. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Opps! The mnet thing is on tvn not [v].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7854420233104993976?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7854420233104993976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7854420233104993976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7854420233104993976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7854420233104993976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-world-is-on-pause-and-right-in.html' title='My world is on pause, and right in the middle of it all, you are there ma babe~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOil5IucjHI/AAAAAAAABgo/r7lBkiW-cYg/s72-c/15112010%2528002%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6580718799508565090</id><published>2010-11-19T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:26:57.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though I want to give up and run away, It shines towards me even brighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOVRfIutHUI/AAAAAAAABgg/58uI14Ojsgc/s1600/tumblr_lahcn9uTUv1qd5ab3o1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOVRfIutHUI/AAAAAAAABgg/58uI14Ojsgc/s400/tumblr_lahcn9uTUv1qd5ab3o1_400_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540924511910436162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(': i feel comforted now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow~ the daughter of twenty faces has a nice storyline. Chiko is so brave eventho she is so small. I wanna be like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna buy my dress today! Im gonna buy my dress today! Aja aja fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure i find a dress before prom! Ok~ gonna sleep now. Good night (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6580718799508565090?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6580718799508565090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6580718799508565090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6580718799508565090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6580718799508565090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/even-though-i-want-to-give-up-and-run.html' title='Even though I want to give up and run away, It shines towards me even brighter'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOVRfIutHUI/AAAAAAAABgg/58uI14Ojsgc/s72-c/tumblr_lahcn9uTUv1qd5ab3o1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-5775448330622682588</id><published>2010-11-18T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T22:57:17.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOU6wfJQFxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/DBjk1TRBVuI/s1600/Times%252520Sq%252520Night%252520North.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOU6wfJQFxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/DBjk1TRBVuI/s400/Times%252520Sq%252520Night%252520North.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540899521217697554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to doubt myself. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is so different from what I thought of. It's frustrating. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not good at anything. Yea, thats what i concluded (aft my bro started stating facts). Im starting to feel quite empty. ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i realised im not as strong as i think i am. Maybe its cos im too sensitive... and i get hurt too easily. And when i get hurt i  my eyes will unwillingly water. I will try to hold my tears but they will overflow and i will cry like no one's business. Im actually quite useless.... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm fighting! Im still young. I think... I'll make sure i become stronger when i get older. And by then, words can't bring me down~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent got a dress for prom yet. Aaahh this is frustrating. Why is everyone so worried? Its making me feel anxious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-5775448330622682588?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/5775448330622682588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=5775448330622682588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5775448330622682588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/5775448330622682588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/fighting.html' title='Fighting!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOU6wfJQFxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/DBjk1TRBVuI/s72-c/Times%252520Sq%252520Night%252520North.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-1807208353266300278</id><published>2010-11-17T23:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:58:12.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl, i still regret our love. I wanna, i wanna turn back time. (L)</title><content type='html'>Im so tired~~~~ (from the shopping ystd ._. and o lvls. LOL &gt;.&gt; it ended for you, you and you last fri or mon but it ended on tues for me ok!?!?!?!?!111) But im still gonna blog! Im.... gonna attempt a picture post now! Then i'll watch an anime. (no... not reverting back to my otaku days~) Im gonna watcg the one bel recommended ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3tWh867I/AAAAAAAABgI/CHIO-cE2tIE/s1600/31102010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3tWh867I/AAAAAAAABgI/CHIO-cE2tIE/s320/31102010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544325110000562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3tKkYR2I/AAAAAAAABgA/8gMRvcBoYHQ/s1600/30102010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3tKkYR2I/AAAAAAAABgA/8gMRvcBoYHQ/s320/30102010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544321898956642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3s_GgLhI/AAAAAAAABf4/yMFO2H7RrOY/s1600/30102010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3s_GgLhI/AAAAAAAABf4/yMFO2H7RrOY/s320/30102010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544318820855314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with des at 18 chefs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3sJatNXI/AAAAAAAABfw/2gh13zq6WN4/s1600/16112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3sJatNXI/AAAAAAAABfw/2gh13zq6WN4/s320/16112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544304410080626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the (tiny) flowers were open :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3rgI9CkI/AAAAAAAABfo/UefpUXSr_Gk/s1600/18102010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3rgI9CkI/AAAAAAAABfo/UefpUXSr_Gk/s320/18102010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544293329766978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking home from ivana's house one day (i think..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3OISIdLI/AAAAAAAABfY/_FMBdoHf5oo/s1600/16102010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3OISIdLI/AAAAAAAABfY/_FMBdoHf5oo/s320/16102010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540543788709606578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3OcFR93I/AAAAAAAABfg/JK0_7pDSH8o/s1600/28102010%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3OcFR93I/AAAAAAAABfg/JK0_7pDSH8o/s320/28102010%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540543794024413042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside my tutor's house. The bird reminded me of aamir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3NuSyrxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/CNhlRFyu9Bk/s1600/28102010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3NuSyrxI/AAAAAAAABfQ/CNhlRFyu9Bk/s320/28102010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540543781733052178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3MrjCS4I/AAAAAAAABfI/G3O_UYwzU8w/s1600/14112010%2528006%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3MrjCS4I/AAAAAAAABfI/G3O_UYwzU8w/s320/14112010%2528006%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540543763816008578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3MF110sI/AAAAAAAABfA/G3vFvefGFEM/s1600/15112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3MF110sI/AAAAAAAABfA/G3vFvefGFEM/s320/15112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540543753694335682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i noticed a dinosaur on the exam table i sat at for malay. rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2LaPkRpI/AAAAAAAABe4/QqwFTJj3giU/s1600/12112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2LaPkRpI/AAAAAAAABe4/QqwFTJj3giU/s320/12112010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542642479449746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (small) flowers werent open :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2K207MVI/AAAAAAAABew/claHwyE4Odg/s1600/12112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2K207MVI/AAAAAAAABew/claHwyE4Odg/s320/12112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542632972464466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2KRiRynI/AAAAAAAABeo/IqlvNzLOQq4/s1600/12112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2KRiRynI/AAAAAAAABeo/IqlvNzLOQq4/s320/12112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542622962141810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with ivana at ajisen (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2Jzga9FI/AAAAAAAABeg/Tc_m1UuXUoU/s1600/09112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2Jzga9FI/AAAAAAAABeg/Tc_m1UuXUoU/s320/09112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542614901290066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with yx, peanut and des at the ice cream place. I hate peanuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2J-OMqZI/AAAAAAAABeY/CCOcXHKxuHM/s1600/09112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP2J-OMqZI/AAAAAAAABeY/CCOcXHKxuHM/s320/09112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540542617777645970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see des here &gt;:D and yx's arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1YPnOZBI/AAAAAAAABeQ/1kOHsnRdbbg/s1600/08102010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1YPnOZBI/AAAAAAAABeQ/1kOHsnRdbbg/s320/08102010%2528004%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541763452560402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bel's bunny ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1X46sYQI/AAAAAAAABeI/6wzAyA-JICk/s1600/07112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1X46sYQI/AAAAAAAABeI/6wzAyA-JICk/s320/07112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541757360201986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john the knight! Lol got distracted by john while revising for ss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1XnpNQcI/AAAAAAAABeA/NqskIpN3JWQ/s1600/05112010%2528007%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1XnpNQcI/AAAAAAAABeA/NqskIpN3JWQ/s320/05112010%2528007%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541752723456450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this mini tv that lets me watch ip man in the car :D ip man~~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1Xd1LaxI/AAAAAAAABd4/10OdHJl5Bcg/s1600/06112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1Xd1LaxI/AAAAAAAABd4/10OdHJl5Bcg/s320/06112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541750089313042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese baked rice! I ate food with cheese 3 times that day. LOL! my bro said im gonna get fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1XBo13EI/AAAAAAAABdw/X9ATNZqVRIU/s1600/05112010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1XBo13EI/AAAAAAAABdw/X9ATNZqVRIU/s320/05112010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541742521375810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilli with a hidden smiley. maybe the stall person purposely drew a smiley with the black sauce. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1G39ib2I/AAAAAAAABdo/6OCCQ89wTJY/s1600/05112010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1G39ib2I/AAAAAAAABdo/6OCCQ89wTJY/s320/05112010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541465045921634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bird landed on my flower pot *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1GrkoalI/AAAAAAAABdg/370g8JuyHeQ/s1600/01112010%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1GrkoalI/AAAAAAAABdg/370g8JuyHeQ/s320/01112010%2528001%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541461720230482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1GQcDb6I/AAAAAAAABdY/chk24oMJwEM/s1600/01112010%2528002%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1GQcDb6I/AAAAAAAABdY/chk24oMJwEM/s320/01112010%2528002%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541454436495266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1FXgM_NI/AAAAAAAABdQ/jp4nYjg9Dhc/s1600/01112010%2528003%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1FXgM_NI/AAAAAAAABdQ/jp4nYjg9Dhc/s320/01112010%2528003%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541439153077458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1FKcWguI/AAAAAAAABdI/ODD8t4_a5Dg/s1600/01112010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP1FKcWguI/AAAAAAAABdI/ODD8t4_a5Dg/s320/01112010%2528005%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541435647263458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ this is the end of eileen's o lvl period picture post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter of twenty faces here i come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-1807208353266300278?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1807208353266300278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=1807208353266300278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1807208353266300278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1807208353266300278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/11/girl-i-still-regret-our-love-i-wanna-i.html' title='Girl, i still regret our love. I wanna, i wanna turn back time. (L)'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TOP3tWh867I/AAAAAAAABgI/CHIO-cE2tIE/s72-c/31102010%2528004%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-667621914598341505</id><published>2010-10-12T17:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:16:07.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break down</title><content type='html'>Hello~ I skipped chem today ._. Hey~! I didnt plan to skip chem, but i didnt notice that time flew so fast, cos i was writing my &lt;superstition&gt; compo so i didnt realise.... Nvm~ at least i finished my compo C: I wrote about Bloody Mary that was from one episode of Ghost Whisperer. (: and im excited to let ms hoori mark! Cos i love Ghost Whisperer so much and i want to spread the love of ghost whisperer!! ( Ghost whisperer never fails to make me cry at the end of the episode because it's too touching! T.T) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love ghost whisperer whisperer whisperer!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BEAST! *0* I love them~ whoo! Beast daebak! :D The lyrics to most of their songs are so meaningful!! (L) (Actually this time their main track also, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="BEAST - '숨' (Breath) M/V"&gt;숨! Pronouced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [su:m] which means 'breath'. &lt;-- Hahaha found this under their mv. Soom! OH and yes! Break down has very touching lyrics. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="" dir="ltr" title="BEAST - '숨' (Breath) M/V"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Girl, what should I do, baby?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t, I can’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re my everything. I, I need you in my life, girl.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not yet time to part. Stay a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you know that I’m the only one who can make you smile?&lt;br /&gt;The person who can make me smile is only you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is bursting, I can hear your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;No, it’s nothing. My trembling voice.&lt;br /&gt;The tears flow. I try to hide them.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is over between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is over, even my promise with you.&lt;br /&gt;Love is over, even our time together.&lt;br /&gt;Love, no matter how much I call for what has been erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My empty heart is waiting for you (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;The deleted spot is telling me to go far away (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I wait, I can’t see you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even erase it, this stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;There is no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart that I can’t have, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I try to forget, even if I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up, clutching at my burning insides from yesterday’s alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I wake up, it tortures me like it is normal.&lt;br /&gt;The break up I can’t accept, the moments I loved you, I just want to trample it and escape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is over, even my promise with you.&lt;br /&gt;Love is over, even our time together.&lt;br /&gt;Love, no matter how much I call for what has been erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My empty heart is waiting for you (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;The deleted spot is telling me to go far away (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I wait, I can’t see you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even erase it, this stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;There is no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart that I can’t have, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I try to forget, even if I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice that annoyingly wanders around my ears&lt;br /&gt;The melody that even the noise of the busy city can’t cover&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it, the time with you rode on the wind&lt;br /&gt;And flew away where I can’t reach it, our memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My empty heart is waiting for you (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;The deleted spot is telling me to go far away (what can I do without you)&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I wait, I can’t see you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even erase it, this stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;There is no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart that I can’t have, break down.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I try to forget, even if I close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My heart that can’t be stopped, break down.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(': So meaningful! After i heard the song (while reading the subtitles, if not i cant understand what they are singing) i feel even more scared of having a boyfriend now. I think... i'll be too afraid to have my heart broken, so i wont give it easily to anyone. Because if not, i will drink alcohol and wake up clutching at my hurting stomach. And i think having a hangover will be the same feeling as puking (repeatedly) *remembers the day i had food poisoning from drinking soya bean in batam, i think* and i felt that i was on the verge of death when i kept puking, and puking, and puking. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible. -bad memories- T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had to kneel beside the toilet bowl for a few minutes to puke. I also had to wake up in the middle of the night with the dying feeling and puke in the red pail beside my bed, then wake up again with the puking feeling and puke. I couldnt sleep properly like a normal human that night. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if i ever encounter a break up, i'll break down, then have the dying feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont think i can survive the dying feeling twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beast is so enlightening (': Kamsahamida, thank you! Ok gonna bug someone to help me print my compo now, bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whispers *can you see this* (from ghost whisperer, if you watch it, you will know. :D)&lt;/superstition&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-667621914598341505?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/667621914598341505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=667621914598341505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/667621914598341505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/667621914598341505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/10/break-down.html' title='Break down'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2254736085170544709</id><published>2010-10-07T18:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:53:13.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If there's a way up, there's a way down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Remember back in the day, your shining dream. I can't forget that dream. Don't forget back in the day. Boy, take your charming voice and shout to the World. Shine alive. With 10 years worth of countless questions, with all the beads of sweat i've dropped, all the cold tears i've held back; ah, ah now, I'm attempting to start. ~ Just once, remember back in that day. - G-dragon, Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dVS1XT0I/AAAAAAAABcw/P6qx9cDEZ48/s1600/07102010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dVS1XT0I/AAAAAAAABcw/P6qx9cDEZ48/s320/07102010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525245307011944258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dVhn0qBI/AAAAAAAABc4/wxWRbJqK-o8/s1600/07102010%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dVhn0qBI/AAAAAAAABc4/wxWRbJqK-o8/s320/07102010%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525245310981679122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the inside.&lt;br /&gt;See~ things look differently from different places. :3 I like the outside one more. LOL, cos it looks nicer. :D Oh my god! Just realised... like what if there is a princess living in a castle, outsiders will think that she is living happily, cos she is living a grand life in the castle. But actually, she is very unhappy living in the castle, cos she feels like she is trapped inside the castle, and she want to get out. She wants freedom~! And she sees outside as a better place to be in. Ah~ I've finally put myself into the shoes of princesses. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ I need to go and buy dinner now! And since i ate curry bread for recess, curry rice for lunch, im gonna buy curry chicken for dinner! C: curry~ curry~ curry~ (I wanna eat curry pasta! curry pasta! curry pasta! but i dont know where to buy it T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i saw 2 sunbirds today while walking home. *o* So lucky. :D  cos its kinda rare to spot sunbirds now~  And i accidentally killed a mosquito while scratching my leg just now O.O EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW THERES BLOOD ON MY HANDS EWWWWW IT DRANK MY BLOOD. No wonder my leg was itchy, no wonder i wanted to scratch it. You.... disgusting bloodsucker! disgusting bloodsucker! disgusting bloodsucker! disgusting bloodsucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put myself in the shoes of a werewolf. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._. i feel uncomfortable typing with a dead mosquito and blood on my hand so im gonna stop now. bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dUhCxYMI/AAAAAAAABcg/wElH4oo7fVc/s1600/07102010%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dUhCxYMI/AAAAAAAABcg/wElH4oo7fVc/s320/07102010%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525245293646405826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Random- I thought this weed had a strong urge to live (':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2254736085170544709?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2254736085170544709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2254736085170544709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2254736085170544709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2254736085170544709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-theres-way-up-theres-way-down.html' title='If there&apos;s a way up, there&apos;s a way down.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TK2dVS1XT0I/AAAAAAAABcw/P6qx9cDEZ48/s72-c/07102010%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-3304775166020244178</id><published>2010-10-05T17:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:53:34.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m not a fickle person who changes his mind when he turns around, girl, I’m special. (L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/8741/beast4.gif"&gt;http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/8741/beast4.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^wow didnt know there were moving images. :O Anyway BEAST MADE THEIR COMEBACK ALRD! :D (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi~ Im blogging for awhile, not cos im slacking~ BUT cos i feel the need to document my life before o lvls. :D Today's a very hot day, so i took the mrt and bought ice blend :D Oh and i feel very uneasy, cos..... i got misunderstood twice today. By the same person. T.T ... Had phy mock exam after school, so i had to stay back. And there was a relief teacher that came into the class to replace ms chong. And when he was going around to mark attendance during the test i think i gave him the wrong number. Cos i saw a '3' beside my name so i said '3' and he ticked '3' which was actually ivana's number cos it was according to register number. And my register number is not 3. it's 5. Ya... so he didnt tick mine. T.T And in between the test he asked where is eileen!? ._. So i had to raise my elbows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh... the test was quite hard. There was a wierd ray diagram question and i could only draw two lines. And they dont meet anywhere you know?! So i panicked and i drew a line to join them together. ._. AHHHHHHHHHH I regret drawing that line!!!!! It looked wrong after i drew it.... Cos... It became a triangle. 0.0 And i'm not supposed to have a triangle. )': And i didnt know what to asnwer for 'refraction' and 'refractive index'. ... Anyway~~ somehow i finished the paper with 1o mins to spare, and i checked my calculations, thrice. :D cos i always press the buttons wrongly. Then i looked out of the window to look at the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So~ after the test, the teacher collected our papers, then..... he asked me what my name was. Then i said "eileen. eileen chee.' Then he told me to keep my eyes on my paper. And not look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he thought that i was trying to look at S' paper cos she was at my left cos the window was to my left. T.T But i wasnt ): I've never felt so wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ gonna study now. I have a plan now you know?! Like, 'you must study e maths and chem today ah!' that kind of plan. It's not very specific~ so i like my plan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and happy bday ele! And thanks for the 3 strawberries. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-3304775166020244178?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/3304775166020244178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=3304775166020244178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3304775166020244178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3304775166020244178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-not-fickle-person-who-changes-his.html' title='I’m not a fickle person who changes his mind when he turns around, girl, I’m special. (L)'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2700763492318295943</id><published>2010-09-29T17:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:09:14.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one will know the tingling painful feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TKMJjxtjHOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/2uiU4r8664w/s1600/18092010%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TKMJjxtjHOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/2uiU4r8664w/s320/18092010%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522268078330813666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TKMJjgeJPMI/AAAAAAAABcI/C-5oxi92Frg/s1600/18092010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TKMJjgeJPMI/AAAAAAAABcI/C-5oxi92Frg/s320/18092010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522268073702800578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strawberries~ Oh eugene (chee) gave one to me last last week. I think.. I've yet to name the bear. *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog ystd.... cos if it was ystd there will be 27 more days. Now its&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1000%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;26 more days to o lvls! Must work hard! Fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and today was embarrassing. :/ Me and my ginseng sweet. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Lol! So.... it started when my mother gave me two ginseng sweets this morning, and told me to eat them when i feel like sleeping. Then. Later in class during assembly, celine asked me if  i had sweet. So i tried to give her one of my ginseng sweet, and i told her maybe it will have a smell, cos... i rmb smelling something strong when one of my brothers ate the sweet in the car this morning. So~ we went outside of class with our waterbottles to eat the ginseng sweet, cos celine wanted to smell it first before putting it in her mouth (celine is wierd right?!) LOL so i opened the one of them outside the class and there was this strong smell that came out. LOL, then celine started choking and said she didnt want it, so i had to eat it. ~~ Then we walked back to class through the back door and we stopped to see wenyi playing a cooking game with tomatoes? Ya.. then dex started saying " why got some herb smell?!" Then everyone started turning back. Then jw said " smell like cao yao (herb in chi)", and ht started saying "aahh! where is that smell coming from?!" and covering her face with her sleeve. LOL. I ran back to my seat, cos i was embarrassed and didnt know what to do but Celine just stood by the door and laughed. Everyone in the class was wondering (aloud) where that 'herb' smell came from. *o* Then kj said 'why the class suddenly so smelly?!" then at that time manisha strolled into the class, then kj shouted "MANISHA! IT MUST BE YOU!" LOL. -died of laughter- and... the whole class was laughing. and I was trying to close all the holes in my face that time. Ya... to stop the smell from flowing out of me. And I was wondering why the ginseng sweet was so strong. Then angel (purposely changed her name for identity protecting purposes) said "why got green pepper smell?" Then i ran out of the classroom cos i couldnt stand everyone talking about the disgusting smelling person (me) and commeting on what the disgusting smell (that came from me and my ginseng sweet) smelt like. And spat the sweet out in the toilet dustbin. LOL. (cos it started tasting sweet + bitter which was disgusting ~.~) Then i drank alot of water from the watercooler that was near the toilet to try to wash away the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-embarrassed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow didnt know my sweet was that strong smelling. Then when I came back into the class celine told me that the people at the back of the class suspected her. LOL. And she told them that she wasnt the one eating the ginseng sweet. Hahaha! She didnt say it was me (': Thanks~ (: Oh then i told celine that my mother said that the sweet would keep me awake, and celine said 'ya, it will keep you awake. And everyone else in the class too'. LOL! So... my mother was right all along (': And i never thought that i would cause such a commotion. -shock-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then I injured myself. Was trying to catch my stapler cos i dropped it onto the table which it missed and almost fell onto the floor but i was holding a compass which celine gave me to use it to carve '*** ****" on my stapler after she showed her stapler with the carved "*** (in chi) and "****" (in alphabets)" on hers and told me to crave also and i was trying to catch the falling stapler with both of my hands so the compass poked me. (yay! I squeezed everything in one sentence!) I felt the tip (pointy) part of the compass piercing the surface of my finger so i shouted "aahh! it poked my finger!" then i dropped the stapler (which i caught) and the compass (which injured me) on the table and celine didnt believe me cos normally people wont injure themselves while catching smth then i lifted my finger to analyse the damage done and my finger started bleeding alot in one tiny spot so celine started laughing cos she didnt think that i would really injure myself. (i squeezed everything into one sentence again!) Then i think i got very worried and started to isolate my finger. *-* but celine told me to squeeze my finger cos the rust might get into me and i might die. So i squeezed my finger. And more blood came out. But i remember feeling purified~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I tried telling alot of people about my injury but they didnt care cos they didnt think it would be so serious. I almost died you know?! Even my brothers didnt care. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL~~ You people must learn to appreciate the people around you, and show concern for a friend that poked his/her finger with a compass, what if one day they suddenly disappear? :O How will you tell them that you appreciate their presence? and how will you show that you care for him/her that poked his/her finger? You will start to live with regrets. And emo your whole life away. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whole life away~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, sorry copying and pasting cos of BoA's song. Copy and paste! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and mr tan said smth meaningful in hist class today. but he was just emphasizing the need for lifesavers cos they are like oxygen so i wont type out what he said (and partly cos i forgot how he phrased it)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~ Just now while i was in the toilet i thought i saw a (green) lizard in the sink, so i felt very disgusted. Then i looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror and i looked like i was laughing. (was making a disgusted/shocked face) ..... Now i understand why people laugh when im disgusted. Its cos i look like im laughing. BUT IM NOT!!! So i tried doing a laughing face in the mirror and i realise that there is a diff between my laughing face and disgusted face after awhile. When im laughing, my eyes just become small. But when im disgusted,, i have a laughing face but my eyebrows gets narrower. ._. please dont get confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont misunderstand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh eh i typed quite alot. LOL, was gonna type about lunch but i think my fingers need to rest. (esp the injured one) so im gonna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that my fingers turn itchy when i touch cold things for a long time. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye~&lt;br /&gt;AND TMR IS 30TH SEPT 2010!!!! *BEAST BEAST BEAST!*&lt;br /&gt;Oh and watched a touching anime with my elder bro just now, it's so touching! I cried while watching it, but lesser than ystd where celine showed me that touching vid of a touching song (': If you are a guy and you happen to fall in love with two girls who are twins and the two girls both like you, who would you choose? (AHAHAHHAA refering to jingwen and jingyi.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye~ er... wanna listen to BoA's copy and paste? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BoA! BoA! BoA! BoA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3rrg1Ss_do?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r3rrg1Ss_do?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/6403973330866763034-2700763492318295943?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2700763492318295943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2700763492318295943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2700763492318295943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2700763492318295943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-one-will-know-tingling-painful.html' title='No one will know the tingling painful feelings.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TKMJjxtjHOI/AAAAAAAABcQ/2uiU4r8664w/s72-c/18092010%28005%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6317175327790828046</id><published>2010-09-26T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T23:27:48.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>숨 breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi~ im feeling so emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ooh, Ah, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Ah, Lady&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Ah, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Ah, Lady&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been seeing for about a thousand days is blindingly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Thinking she was wasted on only me, I urged her to try and become a celebrity&lt;br /&gt;And she succeeded,&lt;br /&gt;Earning huge popularity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby you are a star&lt;br /&gt;You are now famous&lt;br /&gt;Now you receive so much more love than I could give you&lt;br /&gt;Why is, why is, why is, why is my heart completely empty, girl?&lt;br /&gt;It’s so much like an empty, useless box&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hyori&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wheesung&lt;/span&gt;: Are you busy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hyori&lt;/span&gt;: Right now is a little…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wheesung&lt;/span&gt;: See, there is something I have to say. Later…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hyori&lt;/span&gt;: Hey, I’ll call you back later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wheesung&lt;/span&gt;: (Sigh)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These days you’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been crankier, you must be having a hard time&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have to do something to help&lt;br /&gt;But there is nothing I can do, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to even talk to you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby you are a star&lt;br /&gt;You are now famous&lt;br /&gt;Now you receive so much more love than I could give you&lt;br /&gt;Why are, why are, why are, why are my eyes full, girl?&lt;br /&gt;Like it is filled with dust, my tears continue to fall&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The world that I hoped&lt;br /&gt;Would make her happy&lt;br /&gt;Has set a high invisible wall that keeps us apart&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, can’t let you go, you are my star)&lt;br /&gt;More and more, I know she is pushing me away&lt;br /&gt;Every time I feel it, my heart throbs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh girl! Please come back my star~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby now stop&lt;br /&gt;The girl that used to look only at me, that loving girl no longer exists&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, before tomorrow comes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;woah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I want to erase the sadness in my heart and forget it all&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby, baby, baby, baby you,&lt;br /&gt;In your busy workweek that barely leaves you time to breathe&lt;br /&gt;I felt that you do not think of me even once&lt;br /&gt;Why does my, why does my, why does my, why does my heart&lt;br /&gt;Cling to the memories&lt;br /&gt;And continue to silently pray that you will look at me again?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hyori&lt;/span&gt;: I’m going into a broadcast right now, so talk fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wheesung&lt;/span&gt;: You’re going to be successful, because you’re beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself and be happy. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hyori&lt;/span&gt;: …Sorry        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wheesung- fading star&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;So meaningful, and at the same time sad. ): Watched a documentary on Lee Byung Hun today (the main character for iris. iris~~~! (L) ) and i realised how difficult it was for him to rise to fame. It has opened my eyes to many things (which im not so sure of now but it was crystal clear just now :/ ) and I dont see things the same now. And I've become a fan of lee byung hun. :3 LOL. If i tell celine about my new idol,,, she'll give some ... comments. Nvm~ im still gonna tell her. LOL. I tell celine alot of stuff. *-* celine ah~ you didnt tell me you moved house you know?! )': Ok bye gonna revise malay now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH just missed 11.11 T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So..... i guess i'll have to sleep at 00.00 or 01.23 so i can make my wish. Sayonara~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Just realised i took a long time to blog. (refers to time: 10.57?!) But I didnt ok take so long ok!! I was watching BoA eat you up. And loading Beast's teaser&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="BEAST \ B2ST ( 비스트 ) - 숨 SOOM (Breath) (MV TEASER) [HD/HQ]"&gt; 숨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :O nooooo why did they make hyun seung and ki kwang dance in the rain topless )': they will catch a cold. T.T wow!~ Junhyung and the gas mask :O so cool~ *-* Ok just so you know,... that i dont take a long time to blog~ bye!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH YA LEWIS HAM CRASHED IN F1 TODAY T.T (thats what my bro told me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok bye~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I watched ss501's concert on tv today C: -didnt purposely watch it. it was on tv when i was resting LOL- Im so lucky! Kyu jong was started giving his speech when i watching tv. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6317175327790828046?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6317175327790828046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6317175327790828046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6317175327790828046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6317175327790828046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/breath.html' title='숨 breath'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-1281600142644277225</id><published>2010-09-25T13:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T23:29:39.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world that I hoped would make her happy has set a high invisible wall that keeps us apart.</title><content type='html'>Can't believe i cried over something so small.. Shows that im not as strong as i think i am. I remembered to press the bell and i even stood at the exit of the bus, but the bus driver didnt stop for me. Then everyone in the bus started staring at me *embarrassed* So... I got off at expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been so unnatural lately. I think the bus driver didnt let me alight cos no one else except for me was gonna alight. (i live in a wulu place) But.... I made sure that i pressed the bell before my stop and i even stood up and waited at the entrance before the bus was even near my stop (cos i missed my stop lotsa times and i had to walk very far and i learnt my lesson) But he didnt let me off at my stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... I had to walk for very long (30 mins +) and while walking i started crying. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to think of other reasons why the bus driver uncle didnt let me stop, and i thought that maybe he wanted me to exercise. LOL. Maybe im actually weak physically, and mentally. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... It stared to rain. ... *depressed* And i didnt take off my eyepiece. (see its so unnatural! Cos i normally would take off my eyepiece when it rains cos im scared of dying) A bird flew over me and i didnt cringe at all. (unnatural too cos im scared of birds and death) And then i stopped crying. (cos the song changed to candle-bigbang~~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped crying before i reached home. but after a while i started crying again, which shocked my family. When my mother knew about the bus thing i think she thought i was crazy. Then she started consoling me (unnatural!) and saying alot of meaningful things. She told me to be more flexible, and to not let these things affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to be more flexible (mentally and physically) and not be so emotional anymore. I remember watching a bigbang documentary when hyunseung was training with the bigbang members and he cried alot too, cos it was difficult being a trainee. But now in Beast i dont see him crying. He has grown up (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will grow up to be like him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya i got a B for Malay prelims. (: Ok bye~! I will learn to accept the unnaturalness that had befallen me and grow stronger while doing so. Then I will eat my fish soup. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-1281600142644277225?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1281600142644277225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=1281600142644277225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1281600142644277225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1281600142644277225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/world-that-i-hoped-would-make-her-happy.html' title='The world that I hoped would make her happy has set a high invisible wall that keeps us apart.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-2450154204292648856</id><published>2010-09-25T08:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T13:57:25.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>werewolves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JO3lnGRI/AAAAAAAABb4/BTcIEBM5kCM/s1600/24092010%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JO3lnGRI/AAAAAAAABb4/BTcIEBM5kCM/s320/24092010%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520649238014794002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JPCezwlI/AAAAAAAABcA/89YQmpUSLuQ/s1600/24092010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JPCezwlI/AAAAAAAABcA/89YQmpUSLuQ/s320/24092010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520649240939053650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ The sky's the colour of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has been an unnatural day. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; do things naturally like i used to. ): I think it's cos i dreamt of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt;..... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; why i ate at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ajisen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; for lunch yesterday. But i felt like puking after that. And I got so much noodles (unnatural) and so little soup (unnatural) and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; mix the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; naturally (unnatural) and get seaweed off my chopsticks naturally (unnatural) :O&lt;br /&gt;So~ I got suspicious of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ramen&lt;/span&gt; dream. Maybe if i dream of a certain food the night before,, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; eat it the next day. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, Harry." -Professor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dumbledore&lt;/span&gt;, Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Sorcerer’s Stone&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ivana&lt;/span&gt; told me. .... She said the quote was suitable for me. .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought i was like Harry (': Harry!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;~ Maybe it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; cos of the dream. Maybe.... It was due to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fullmoon&lt;/span&gt; (last last night). Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a werewolf and was suffering the after effects of full moon :O&lt;br /&gt;After all someone said i was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;pigwolf&lt;/span&gt;. (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hybird&lt;/span&gt; of pigs and wolves)&lt;br /&gt;And my brother said i slept like a pig last night, cos... I slept very early (unnatural!)&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are windows to the spirit world.... A world from which everyone comes and to which everyone must one day return.- quoted from a book i saw lying about in the library.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;~ need to prepare to go Malay now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JOrpFlyI/AAAAAAAABbw/z_opwwGIZhw/s1600/22092010%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JOrpFlyI/AAAAAAAABbw/z_opwwGIZhw/s320/22092010%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520649234808149794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that can't see the full moon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-2450154204292648856?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/2450154204292648856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=2450154204292648856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2450154204292648856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/2450154204292648856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/werewlves.html' title='werewolves'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJ1JO3lnGRI/AAAAAAAABb4/BTcIEBM5kCM/s72-c/24092010%28007%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6319247141379954547</id><published>2010-09-20T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T11:58:09.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I happily greet you even though there is no response from you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZqYk0pnjmsI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZqYk0pnjmsI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kikwang&lt;/span&gt;] I told you to go, to go away&lt;br /&gt;I replied back to you that I didn't like you because I thought I wasn't going to see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dongwoon&lt;/span&gt;] I wanted to embrace you with my two arms, but I couldn't do that&lt;br /&gt;Because I thought I was going to cry first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hyunseung&lt;/span&gt;] We can live apart&lt;br /&gt;There is a farewell for us&lt;br /&gt;Only fake laugh is coming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Doojoon&lt;/span&gt;] I will send you away&lt;br /&gt;So hurry up and go and be happy&lt;br /&gt;Clenching my fists tight, I started to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yoseob&lt;/span&gt;] We can't meet again, now we really can't meet&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lips at these cold icy words&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look back, I don't want to ever look back&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself over and over again, but I can't do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Junhyung&lt;/span&gt;] After that, the dreams of me finding you repeats&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at your back, you don't smile back looking at me&lt;br /&gt;I happily greet you even though there is no response from you&lt;br /&gt;So that I won't end up regretting after I wake up from this dream&lt;br /&gt;It isn't easy to fill up a blank space&lt;br /&gt;The memories just shine a light to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Words that I don't even mean, I send them to you&lt;br /&gt;Clenching my fists tight, Good luck to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kikwang&lt;/span&gt;] I didn't know it was this hard walking back home&lt;br /&gt;My heart is too stuffed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Doojoon&lt;/span&gt;] I need to live better&lt;br /&gt;I need to fight this off&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I tell myself&lt;br /&gt;It is so hard because thoughts of you roam in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yoseob&lt;/span&gt;] We can't meet again, now we really can't meet&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lips at these cold icy words&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to look back, I don't want to ever look back&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself over and over again, but I can't do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hyunseung&lt;/span&gt;] Even though I tell myself that I will forget a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;Even though I tell myself that I will never look at a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;But again I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yoseob&lt;/span&gt;] We loved each other, we really loved each other&lt;br /&gt;Why are we breaking up like this?&lt;br /&gt;(Let's not break up)&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that you couldn't live without me,&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that you were going to die without me&lt;br /&gt;You who used to say such thing,&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go? Where did you go?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(': Clenching a tight fist-Beast&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I feel satisfied (: I've studied geography and physics yesterday and today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; left with history~~&lt;br /&gt;o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye~&lt;br /&gt;I feel cornered... And i feel uncomfortable having eyes staring on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6319247141379954547?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6319247141379954547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6319247141379954547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6319247141379954547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6319247141379954547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-happily-greet-you-even-though-there.html' title='I happily greet you even though there is no response from you.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6473024773076256505</id><published>2010-09-17T23:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:11:17.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human: Eileen! You're a lifesaver. Thanks! Me: Oh thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Maths p2 and chem today was .... bad. Because i'm too slow )': So that means i have to practice more and be faster. And i will practice more. I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan said something that got me thinking for a long long time. He was telling us something that his History teacher told him. And he said (which his teacher said): In this World, there are two kinds of people. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life savers&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifesuckers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live savers are friends that encourage you to do your best. They encourage you to study, to work hard, and never give up. In other words, they are super positive people. (: Livesuckers on the other hand always think of the bad side of things and give up easily. They are pessimistic humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went on to say that we have to choose our friends wisely, and surround ourselves with 'live savers' because 'lifesuckers' suck the life out of you. ..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im a life saver and a lifesucker. LOL! Thats cos i encourage my friends to study hard and if they don't, i nag at them alot. Alot. So im their live savers, if they actually listen to me nag (: But i am quite lenient on myself, and I always tell myself 'it's ok, there will be another chance', 'look on the bright side, it won't be so hard', 'rest is important'  when im tired so i dont do my best. ._. so im a life sucker... for myself. So, if cancel them out then, im actually nothing.... right? *neutralisation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,, maybe im leaning more to the life sucker side. C: cos desiree said im one. (cos i dont like to wake up early right?! cos i sleep alot right?! cos i dont want to go sch study in the morning during the hols and i slept right?! I know~ i know~) So im now a vampire now, cos i suck life out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont like Vampires and I dont want to be one. So i will become a life saver now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the love of werewolves~&lt;br /&gt;For the warmth of Jacob~&lt;br /&gt;For myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ Picture time~ For this post im gonna post eugene's bday dinner(s) pictures. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG6siuYgI/AAAAAAAABaw/yBJx0m_EUw4/s1600/12092010%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG6siuYgI/AAAAAAAABaw/yBJx0m_EUw4/s320/12092010%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517902311406330370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day before my brother's bday. crab~~ :3 that poked me and made me bleed -.- you all deserve to be eaten~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_zBSO6I/AAAAAAAABbg/yvRL4O-hkwo/s1600/12092010%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_zBSO6I/AAAAAAAABbg/yvRL4O-hkwo/s320/12092010%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908996114234274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG6H_YhJI/AAAAAAAABao/s2rseyFMnzY/s1600/13092010%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG6H_YhJI/AAAAAAAABao/s2rseyFMnzY/s320/13092010%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517902301594420370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of eugene's bday. Sushi!~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG5jgxLRI/AAAAAAAABag/DGTGJ-A1KlM/s1600/13092010%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG5jgxLRI/AAAAAAAABag/DGTGJ-A1KlM/s320/13092010%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517902291802336530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours! So nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_tfj7lI/AAAAAAAABbY/DrUfWp3q9TA/s1600/13092010%28011%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_tfj7lI/AAAAAAAABbY/DrUfWp3q9TA/s320/13092010%28011%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908994630610514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wazzup beh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_MVSwdI/AAAAAAAABbQ/GiLS7ZKZX8c/s1600/13092010%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM_MVSwdI/AAAAAAAABbQ/GiLS7ZKZX8c/s320/13092010%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908985729171922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango + raw fish. (salmon?) anyway, the sushi looks so delicious~ and it tasted nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM-jUYuTI/AAAAAAAABbI/yAgRqHDBZWc/s1600/13092010%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOM-jUYuTI/AAAAAAAABbI/yAgRqHDBZWc/s320/13092010%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517908974719514930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo! My fave roe thing as the main focus of the picture. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJONAIdRNbI/AAAAAAAABbo/NOqeeSbxy5Y/s1600/13092010%28009%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJONAIdRNbI/AAAAAAAABbo/NOqeeSbxy5Y/s320/13092010%28009%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517909001868752306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango cake! (not that my brother likes mangos alot... LOL! it was a coincidence)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye~ Good bye~ Good bye~ Oh ya! My hip still hurts. ): And hips dont lie, so i think something bad is going to happen. Or else my hips just want me to stretch more. -cos the second day my hip hurts i dropped my wallet twice in a day and all my coins came rolling out. So~ i had to bend down and pick them up. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6473024773076256505?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6473024773076256505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6473024773076256505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6473024773076256505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6473024773076256505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/human-eileen-youre-lifesaver-thanks-me.html' title='Human: Eileen! You&apos;re a lifesaver. Thanks! Me: Oh thank you!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJOG6siuYgI/AAAAAAAABaw/yBJx0m_EUw4/s72-c/12092010%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6042879773918376508</id><published>2010-09-16T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:07:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyebaby-big bang</title><content type='html'>Pictures from national day~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1ZLqtmVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/C-_KZdkxDeU/s1600/06082010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1ZLqtmVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/C-_KZdkxDeU/s320/06082010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320093994686802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1YlktcSI/AAAAAAAABaI/kOREktNdogQ/s1600/06082010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1YlktcSI/AAAAAAAABaI/kOREktNdogQ/s320/06082010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320083768963362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Celine's tattoos (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1XSR7cMI/AAAAAAAABaA/6AasZyH5ft8/s1600/06082010%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1XSR7cMI/AAAAAAAABaA/6AasZyH5ft8/s320/06082010%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320061410046146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my masterpiece~~ combined with qian hui's masterpiece~ IT'S PERFECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(: ~&lt;br /&gt;-shivers- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a maths prelim this afternoon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; going to study more after this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway~ came to blog for someone that is back from camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Here's Picking on Mr. Daniel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWSKz737Y1g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iWSKz737Y1g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdOXUCbCFlA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wdOXUCbCFlA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahaha! Here are my favourite scenes are from Picking on Mr Daniel. :D&lt;br /&gt;Go watch! So funny/random/lame in a nice way. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Picking on Mr Daniel #2:&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob: Hi, Jessica. Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: I'm working at family mart right now. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob: Where am I? Baby~ I'm stuck in your heart. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Picking on Mr Daniel #4&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Hi! Uhm i'm a tourist from the states and i was wondering if you could help me find a way around. -looks around- I'm kinda lost right now, and, uhm very confused. - :O face-&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;Yoseob: follow me~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH. Daniel and Yoseob are such good friends and are so cute together [: But they can't be in the same group. ( Daniel- Dalmation. Yoseob- Beast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfpJcdQa8h4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WfpJcdQa8h4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So touching (':&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~ I promised that I would upload photos of my bday presents but its wierd if i do it now so im gonna sneak in a photo of each bday present in every post from now on till i finish posting all the photos! (like last week with yx's panda and ivana's Jr. Eileen which changes to Jr. I when i punch it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1ZqcBueI/AAAAAAAABaY/8cIVh7fQFbI/s1600/03082010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1ZqcBueI/AAAAAAAABaY/8cIVh7fQFbI/s320/03082010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517320102254590434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's Jianwen's present. Gomawo seobang~ ^-^&lt;br /&gt;I'll appreciate it and do as you say in the book. :D&lt;br /&gt;(L)(L)(L)-ft island.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6042879773918376508?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6042879773918376508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6042879773918376508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6042879773918376508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6042879773918376508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbyebaby-big-bang.html' title='Goodbyebaby-big bang'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TJF1ZLqtmVI/AAAAAAAABaQ/C-_KZdkxDeU/s72-c/06082010%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-451881635582733467</id><published>2010-09-10T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:08:49.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>내 걱정 말고 go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt; &lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yW13T2sfKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3yW13T2sfKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't worry about me and go away&lt;br /&gt;I'll disappear, no strings attached&lt;br /&gt;You thought I'd hang onto you&lt;br /&gt;It's disgusting, don't misunderstand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet someone so much better&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you regret it all&lt;br /&gt;Sadness is only for now, boy&lt;br /&gt;Cause love is over&lt;br /&gt;Love, love is over tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say what you gotta say&lt;br /&gt;How can you be uncool to the very end?&lt;br /&gt;Fiancé? Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;I'm walkin' out of destiny&lt;br /&gt;Not pitifully alone, but a glamorous solo&lt;br /&gt;That's my way&lt;br /&gt;I gave it my all, so I don't have regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;Pretending like you're more sad&lt;br /&gt;Pretending you're cool to the end&lt;br /&gt;All you do is act a fool&lt;br /&gt;You ain't shi.t without your crew&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time, I gotta go&lt;br /&gt;So long, good bye, adios&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to see your ugly face again no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow the lyrics are so meaningful (': (': But i only quoted my favorite part. Once again, 2NE1 doesnt disappoint. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*2NE1 2NE1 2NE1 2NE1*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I felt so hurt when CL was slapped and hit by that guy. (eventho deep inside me i know that it's just an act) I think i got affected by that scene too much because it hurts now when i listen to that part of the song. I keep replaying the part where CL got slapped in my head. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, good bye, adios&lt;br /&gt;So now, it's time for me to seek sleep!&lt;br /&gt;(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-451881635582733467?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/451881635582733467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=451881635582733467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/451881635582733467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/451881635582733467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/go-away.html' title='내 걱정 말고 go away'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-3477674209493860960</id><published>2010-09-10T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:59:36.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fate~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8bTLuLEI/AAAAAAAABZs/4saAqg4Qujw/s1600/12082010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8bTLuLEI/AAAAAAAABZs/4saAqg4Qujw/s320/12082010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216764627987522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that a feather in the sky? It must be a sign!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -taken before p.e.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi~ sawadeeka. Selamat hari raya puasa! (again)&lt;br /&gt;-day when i watched liar game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8a6JqxjI/AAAAAAAABZk/U4Ak-RfCw1s/s1600/05092010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8a6JqxjI/AAAAAAAABZk/U4Ak-RfCw1s/s320/05092010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216757908489778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omu rice!~ *H*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8aqFQ_0I/AAAAAAAABZc/pwCmrK-n-Bc/s1600/05092010%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8aqFQ_0I/AAAAAAAABZc/pwCmrK-n-Bc/s320/05092010%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216753595055938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pizza (japanese style) so cool right?! pizzas being served like that C: you agree? my mother thought i was crazy :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8YlOvfII/AAAAAAAABZU/IUQK88mQdfA/s1600/05092010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8YlOvfII/AAAAAAAABZU/IUQK88mQdfA/s320/05092010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216717932887170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soup~! it looks dull/boring/murky here but its very nice in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liar game was so nice! Nao chan! Akiyama san! I hoped that you'll get married in the movie. LOL -fat hopes- and Nao, i've learnt alot from you (':&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt how to trust people (more). I've always been like you, i trust people easily, but i've stopped doing that somewhere. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i learnt how cruel the world can be, so i kept to myself.&lt;/span&gt; But because of you and your trust in humans, i realised that you have to be true to yourself and do everything your way. If not you might regret it in the end. You're like ip man. And as kind as kyu jong C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning how to trust someone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day when i went to eat at ikea aft malay prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8CwTrXyI/AAAAAAAABZM/cU0c8ja6yrg/s1600/07092010%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8CwTrXyI/AAAAAAAABZM/cU0c8ja6yrg/s320/07092010%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216342949256994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8CGMmCoI/AAAAAAAABZE/3BEfCwQlwgM/s1600/07092010%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8CGMmCoI/AAAAAAAABZE/3BEfCwQlwgM/s320/07092010%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216331645258370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayo the moose ^.^ if you're wondering why he's called mayo, its cos his horns have the mayo colour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Shelton bought the same thing too + extra. hahaha! I named shelton's snake willy.&lt;br /&gt;Willy the snake.&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8BhrmGAI/AAAAAAAABY8/1dpTXht_tN4/s1600/07092010%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8BhrmGAI/AAAAAAAABY8/1dpTXht_tN4/s320/07092010%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216321843173378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikea meatballs!!!! The only meatballs i like (L)&lt;br /&gt;you know if you buy 10 meatballs on tues its only $4?!?!? O.O go buy them now (on tues)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8ApIqtLI/AAAAAAAABYs/OZxRasddWig/s1600/07092010%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8ApIqtLI/AAAAAAAABYs/OZxRasddWig/s320/07092010%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515216306664289458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken wings~ yum yum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and i can't believe keith eats his chicken wings with his fork and spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye~ I just needed to blog about food. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i think i have hearing problems )': i keep mishearing things. Like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;rise&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rice&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;long run&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;longan&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;pitch&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;peach&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nomnomnom* shows that i adore food. (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-3477674209493860960?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/3477674209493860960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=3477674209493860960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3477674209493860960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3477674209493860960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/fate.html' title='fate~!~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TIn8bTLuLEI/AAAAAAAABZs/4saAqg4Qujw/s72-c/12082010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6771999197205762316</id><published>2010-09-10T16:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:18:34.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming into my arms and giving happiness silently, just like a rainbow after a shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow! I think im starting to like my family (more) now. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;Eugene knows how to sing beast songs~!! Ystd i was wondering who ate my mango sweets, cos the packet became empty. Then i accused eugene of it, then he started singing "mystery mystery~ why! mystery mystery~ why!" *beast's song* LOL!!!! Then he said that there is someone stealing my mango sweets. And so, there is a ~~~mystery~~ to solve. Then we started to list down possible suspects.&lt;br /&gt;-transforms into detective mode-&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, i found out that eugene my sweets. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. And when eugene irritates me by poking me he will sing "everyday i shock! shock! everynight i shock! shock!" Ahahahaha! Maybe he is a secret fan of beast *u*&lt;br /&gt;And ewan plays wii with me as his defender. LOL. And bel and des were in our team too ( cos i made their mii a long time ago~) Go go south korea~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxcglzM4I/AAAAAAAABYk/UK9Z6YqIlHI/s1600/10092010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxcglzM4I/AAAAAAAABYk/UK9Z6YqIlHI/s320/10092010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515204690778993538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxGfA4eCI/AAAAAAAABYc/QYW-rXBStpY/s1600/10092010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxGfA4eCI/AAAAAAAABYc/QYW-rXBStpY/s320/10092010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515204312398592034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan is the mii at the top (supposedly star player) then the next mii (the blonde mii) is my neighbour. Bel is the mii with the bangs, des is the mii with the long hair and red glasses (see its from a long time ago~ cos des doesnt have long hair now) i'm the glowing blue mii with short hair and eugene and my mother are beside me. My father is the wrinked one beside eugene. LOL! oh and the wierd man with the red sunglasses is the 'uncle' i created for fun.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that the wii made bel the best player, cos she has 4 stars. I had only 3 stars T.T&lt;br /&gt;LOL, and ewan was complaining that bel was better than him. :P&lt;br /&gt;I think... we lost. cos I chose the opposing team to be Italy *0*&lt;br /&gt;And... we're south korea. (fighting!)&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy hari raya puasa! :3&lt;br /&gt;And I love my tutor! She is so nice (': She said she would treat me to korean bbq if i get an A for my math(s). -aaahhh she... i told her i was aiming for a b3 for a maths-&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, more motivation is needed.&lt;br /&gt;-punches Jr. I-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxD7l0vrI/AAAAAAAABX8/DH4di3rM-E4/s1600/28072010%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxD7l0vrI/AAAAAAAABX8/DH4di3rM-E4/s320/28072010%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515204268530122418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: I dont know why the top half of this post is underlined and bold. it wasnt on purpose! Just so you know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6771999197205762316?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6771999197205762316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6771999197205762316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6771999197205762316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6771999197205762316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/coming-into-my-arms-and-giving.html' title='Coming into my arms and giving happiness silently, just like a rainbow after a shower'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TInxcglzM4I/AAAAAAAABYk/UK9Z6YqIlHI/s72-c/10092010%28001%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6763483980977173382</id><published>2010-09-03T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T01:49:32.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knocking on heaven's door.</title><content type='html'>3/9/10!!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Hyun seung!!! (L) :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for you, and you've become my motivation to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;3/9/10!&lt;br /&gt;Deadline for eng compo. &gt;.&gt; I'm halfway done now.... but i need to think about my chicken concept for awhile more. (Cos it suddenly seems impractical)~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can i use my chicken concept for sacrifice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!~ ok i've got an idea. Bye~ (even tho i have more to post, like: birthday/ ip man/ ice cream/ teachers day/ HYUN SEUNG :D/ Harry potter/ kyu jong/ i saw hyun jun's face on the newspaper that was used as a tablecloth thing for dinner today! (': It was an article about him joining splus and quitting DSP. And all of ss501 members chi names were in the article! :O! But i only knew how to read young saeng's one. Kyu jong's kyu was hard to read. :X Even my father didnt know. *shock* I made sure not to throw chicken bones on hyun jun's face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i confirmed today that i'm always left behind. ): I will always be the last to know. And people don't ask me for permission to do things that involves me. &gt;.&gt; And i read something today and got reminded of the level of importance thing desiree told me about. LOL, cos i was the last to be named. *0* Im always last when people list names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm! I dont care eheheheheheh. I'm not influential but at least i don't get influenced easily. (unless it is emotional things and concerns the environment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I(L)U HYUN SEUNG! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6763483980977173382?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6763483980977173382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6763483980977173382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6763483980977173382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6763483980977173382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/09/knocking-on-heavens-door.html' title='knocking on heaven&apos;s door.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6232854865942830118</id><published>2010-08-02T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:18:36.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almond shaped eyes person drinking almond drink but doesnt like almond biscuits..</title><content type='html'>Hi, im blogging using my phone now! Wow im so happy (: now you know?! My tutor gave me a birthday present! :O! *cos eugene told her that my b'day was coming a few weeks ago* altho it was abit embarrassing,... Cos my tutor told me that eug asked her to rmb to give me a present. But it made me touched to know that eugene would do that. T.T he just became my best brother again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really love (L) the present my tutor gave me.. It's a hello kitty keychain. :D and wow, the hello kitty is like in a kinomo and the nice artist hat looking so peaceful~ *drifts away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was my fav tutor! She is like a friend that teaches me a maths, just that she gets paid. My first tutor was when i was like 9+ and i think that tutor didnt like me, cos i always drew on his arms. :/ so he wasnt a good tutor. OH there was another tutor that i really really liked also. She tutored me maths in sec 2 (thats why i passed maths) and she was my fav tutor then. Until... I realised that i was not her fav student. T.T and that her fav student was someone she taught for longer. This tutor is just like my ex fav tutor (if not better) and so im sure that i'll pass my maths! *everlasting confidence in my fav tutor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks celine! For the anti-mosquito band. It works you know?!?!?! (L) i sleep wearing it every night. LOL!! And i'll continue sleeping with it till this week ends. Thats when it loses its powers. :C i'll... I'll miss it! *LOL, like you'll read this celine. I'll eat you up!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~ aahh! Something embarrassing *not for me* happened in school today. I shouted when i saw sasha using her phone in class T.T but it wasnt cos i wanted to sabo her or something.... Friends dont do that!! It was cos ms hoori was talking about students using handphones in class, then i started stoneing. And when i stopped stoneing (10+ mins later), i saw sasha using her phone so i got worried for her and tried to hit the phone away from her. And then both sasha and i got shocked for awhile. *o* then i heard a voice saying: when you're cheating in an exam, dont sit next to eileen. Then i felt dizzy.  -didnt hear completely-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sasha. *even tho you probably wont see this, like celine* oh so...,  i got dizzy in english class and started seeing doubles. And later in history i fell asleep while sitting up straight. I thought no one knew i was sleeping you know?! Until during the 5 mins break when mr tan said: hey eileen! What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;-OMG!!! HOW DID HE KNOW THAT I SLEPT?!- I only closed my eyes for awhile. Like 10 mins. :O wow, teachers are amazing!~~~ then i started asking everyone around me for a sweet cos i felt guilty and was determined to wake up and jingwen gave me a greenish-blueish packet of sweets- which woke me up instantly. :O! It was like magic! I didnt feel sleepy anymore! I need to buy that thing! I need to ask jingwen what she gave me! LOL. I didnt look at what she gave me but just ate it. *she might have fed me poison but i didnt know* *shock* anyway thank you  jingwen! You're my saviour! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bad things happened in school. *dont wanna talk abt it cos its not abt me and i will feel bad for talking abt it* and then bad things happened on me. I didnt bring my keys T,T so i panicked outside my house door. Cos,.. I managed to wait for a car to enter the big gates. Then i sat down and revised phy.  But before that i called eugene and told him to hurry back home. Eugene was like a fortune teller you know?! He said: i bet you put your bag on the shoe rack and was walking around just now. And it was true you know?!! LOLOL!! But then he knew cos he has been there and done that. So he came back home 1h later and 'saved' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i wanna type more but i will have to control myself cos i need to revise for phy now. Sayonara~ ^-^ *face kyujong always uses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6232854865942830118?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6232854865942830118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6232854865942830118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6232854865942830118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6232854865942830118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/08/almond-shaped-eyes-person-drinking.html' title='Almond shaped eyes person drinking almond drink but doesnt like almond biscuits..'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4782651024685774047</id><published>2010-07-28T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:48:28.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dibidibidibidip</title><content type='html'>I'M NOW 16 GOING ON 17~! (sound of music chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my birthday 3 times!! &amp;amp; HAPPY BDAY EUGENE AND EESENG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my picture post! (With captions)&lt;br /&gt;27/7-&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a fruit cake (sponge cake with fruits on top) but my father got me a chocolate cake (cos they ran out of fruit cakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gRr2PpI/AAAAAAAABXs/zDr3mFOoR3M/s1600/27072010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gRr2PpI/AAAAAAAABXs/zDr3mFOoR3M/s320/27072010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894600010874514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bent 2 candles T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gsv_DjI/AAAAAAAABX0/KG4ShGu5yU8/s1600/27072010%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gsv_DjI/AAAAAAAABX0/KG4ShGu5yU8/s320/27072010%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894607275986482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd slice of cake i sliced. No one wanted to eat it, so i had to eat it. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/7-&lt;br /&gt;THE MUSHROOM POT! ~ (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gJ-TtKI/AAAAAAAABXk/8U3rM21UkoM/s1600/25072010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gJ-TtKI/AAAAAAAABXk/8U3rM21UkoM/s320/25072010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894597940819106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The playground my father told me to play in while we were waiting for seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__f9VUYgI/AAAAAAAABXc/xciR9JpILuc/s1600/25072010%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__f9VUYgI/AAAAAAAABXc/xciR9JpILuc/s320/25072010%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894594547671554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__fb603cI/AAAAAAAABXU/HtTEEnl8PuI/s1600/25072010%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__fb603cI/AAAAAAAABXU/HtTEEnl8PuI/s320/25072010%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894585578184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~While waiting for seats outside the mushroom pot~ noticed my that parents wore couple shoes. LOL!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9q6hGuI/AAAAAAAABXM/7tr6gXy2v9Y/s1600/25072010%28017%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9q6hGuI/AAAAAAAABXM/7tr6gXy2v9Y/s320/25072010%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894005487868642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9bLF1EI/AAAAAAAABXE/ayAGXFYXwpI/s1600/25072010%28015%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9bLF1EI/AAAAAAAABXE/ayAGXFYXwpI/s320/25072010%28015%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498894001262416962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9CZRKkI/AAAAAAAABW8/fpeCIC5tJpI/s1600/25072010%28014%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-9CZRKkI/AAAAAAAABW8/fpeCIC5tJpI/s320/25072010%28014%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893994610993730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-89JcBtI/AAAAAAAABW0/hbUD3sRt2Gw/s1600/25072010%28012%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-89JcBtI/AAAAAAAABW0/hbUD3sRt2Gw/s320/25072010%28012%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893993202419410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-8fpNFEI/AAAAAAAABWs/kx-5hC0flUM/s1600/25072010%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-8fpNFEI/AAAAAAAABWs/kx-5hC0flUM/s320/25072010%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893985282593858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;24/7-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-g0TUVhI/AAAAAAAABWk/h6f1Mz2UT9M/s1600/24072010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-g0TUVhI/AAAAAAAABWk/h6f1Mz2UT9M/s320/24072010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893509791602194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the cherry blossoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-gsqNb8I/AAAAAAAABWc/ook3N0pomqU/s1600/Photo0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-gsqNb8I/AAAAAAAABWc/ook3N0pomqU/s320/Photo0577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893507740135362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy that bel said was cute so i walked over to take a closer look. But turns out the boy was evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: -leans over to take a closer look-&lt;br /&gt;Boy: -glanced up then exclaimed- i have many toys at home!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -looked up from wl's hp game- oh~ i see&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I have this, and this, and this. -points at the toys on the racks-&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have lotss of soft toys too.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: -bends down then asked me- Do you like aliens?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ALIENS? O.O&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Are you scared of aliens?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO! I"M NOT SCARED OF ALIENS!...&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I don't believe.  -laughed- You must be scared of them. Are you scared of gorillas?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Er... NO!&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Then i'll buy this gorilla, this gorilla -points at scary gorilla on shelf- and give it to you. -grined-&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO! I DON'T WANT IT! - ran away to find bel and wl-&lt;br /&gt;Boy: -walked to me while pointing at me- I'll buy you that gorilla!!!&lt;br /&gt;Me: No! No thanks! -hid behind bel-&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Bye! -walked away with his mother&lt;br /&gt;Me: -did'nt hear the bye-&lt;br /&gt;Bel: Did you hear the boy? He said bye to you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: He did? Oh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE BEL. Unlike what you said in your blog, i did not 'hook up' with the boy! He wanted to scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA!!!! -sidetrack for awhile-&lt;br /&gt;Before i went to meet des, bel and wl, when i was waiting for eugene to finish his haircut, I saw a super cute boy drinking bubble tea!!!! (L)&lt;br /&gt;His height reached my hips and he had golden hair! (mixed blood, s'porean and Caucasian most likely) And large eyes and a naturally pout-y mouth. So cute! (: His mother was asking him if he wanted to cut his hair ( Mother training the little boy to make decisions himself! I will do that when i have a child!) Then the boy said no, but he didnt wanna leave the barber shop. LOL. Then his mother asked him if he wanted to cut his hair again, and told him that his hair was long (such a nice mother, training her child to be independent) and he shook his head. Then my mother, (LOL) was doing the thumbs up sign to persuade the boy to cut his hair, then he looked at my mother, then me, then smiled. AHHH SO CUTE!!!! (L) Then when his mother told him that his father is coming and that they were gonna find him, he looked at the barber, then at his mother and said  "he wants to watch people cut hair". SO INNOCENT!!! Hahaha! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Then as he tagged behind his mother, he turned to look at me and my mother and opened his mouth (as if to say goodbye) and a pearl dropped from his mouth. HAHAHA!! SO CUTE! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES! ANOTHER BABY STORY! (that happened on the same day)&lt;br /&gt;We (des, bel and wl) were waiting for seats at a foodcourt after watching eclipse and I saw a super cute toddler eating. His adult (forgot mother/father or maid) was feeding him rice. I thought des meant that we were waiting for that seat, so I was looking at the toddler's table to see if they were almost done (but they were not, cause we were actually waiting for another table) Then the toddler looked at me, then hid his head behind the adult. (like playing peek-a-boo) then he looked out again, caught my eye, then hid his head again. AHAHAH so cute! He had large eyes too (like the other two babies i mentioned in this post) Then he covered his eyes with his hands. At first I thought i scared him, and i told bel about it. But then after i told bel, he looked at me and smiled. LOL! SO I DIDNT SCARE HIM AFTER ALL LA -relieved-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-gAdtqFI/AAAAAAAABWU/FAR9sLdWdSc/s1600/Photo0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-gAdtqFI/AAAAAAAABWU/FAR9sLdWdSc/s320/Photo0589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893495876560978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture where my face is the biggest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-f4SVQZI/AAAAAAAABWM/611f6SSfKqQ/s1600/24072010%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-f4SVQZI/AAAAAAAABWM/611f6SSfKqQ/s320/24072010%28006%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893493681340818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L) Such a nice picture right?! I took it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-fSE8ecI/AAAAAAAABWE/UipLntkNti4/s1600/24072010%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE_-fSE8ecI/AAAAAAAABWE/UipLntkNti4/s320/24072010%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498893483424643522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bel and my ice cream. I'm the mix(ed) one. YAY! GREEN AND WHITE UNITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE JACOB! I NEED HIM! HE CAN BE MY HUMAN HEATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lost the pic where wl was in it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ok bye! I've picture posted on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Now~~~~ HERE ARE PICTURES OF MY PRESENTS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Havent took a pictures of them yet. Gonna post on my presents later (tmr/nxt week/next next week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love ya love ya love ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4782651024685774047?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4782651024685774047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4782651024685774047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4782651024685774047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4782651024685774047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/dibidibidibidip.html' title='dibidibidibidip'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TE__gRr2PpI/AAAAAAAABXs/zDr3mFOoR3M/s72-c/27072010%28006%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-3836748276706897699</id><published>2010-07-17T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:19:47.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been seeing aeroplanes everywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TEHN77RegtI/AAAAAAAABV8/qKOyGPNUZhM/s1600/20100714_IU_ost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TEHN77RegtI/AAAAAAAABV8/qKOyGPNUZhM/s400/20100714_IU_ost1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494899449775686354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Des, remember the bracelet me and the bunnies chipped in to buy for your b'day present? (which i chose) MY FAV SINGER IU HAS SMTH LIKE THAT TOO!!!! (L) -refer to pic above- but her's is nicer, cos it looks like the sky (white clouds + blue sky) while des' one is just light blue (blue sky only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok~ So..... i woke up quite late this morning, cos i was tired and i have been revising maths every night. ): -I'm gonna improve my maths!- My mother asked me if i wanna go ear candling and i said ok, cos i wanna sleep some more... And,, you can sleep while they put candles in your ears. So eug and I went for ear candling. When I entered the dark room some embarrassing things happened x.x I placed my head at the leg place and my legs on the pillow (opp side) then got chided by the ear candling master. Then I screamed when they tired to put the candle with the fire in my ear. ._. BUT IT WAS COS I FORGOT THERE WOULD BE A FIRE AND THE ROOM WAS TOO DARK. So it startled me... But i became calm easily cos of the soothing sound of the 'sand' in my ears.... (which was due to the candles on fire)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it was over they opened up my candle and they said that it (my ear shit) was poisonous. O.O Then they said i was too stressed.... WOW~! They can read me through ear candles! And eugene's one was... too moist? They said he shouldnt expose his ears to water. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I did E maths then I went to the airport with my family (minus ewan) to send my cousin off, cos she is returning to Australia to study. I saw a cow boy there you know!?! He was singaporean, but he was dressed as a cow boy, with the straw hat and skinnys and printed shirt. (L) I told eugene he looked amazing and his hat was so cool! He reminded me of Shelton (friend from malay class) I think Shelton would dress like him when he grows up, cos he is very fashionable and daring. Then i saw the cow boy walk over to my cousin and talk to her. I was so shocked! The 'cow boy' was my cousin's friend!!! :O and he was there to send her off. *-* Then more of my cousin's friends came and they were all girls, except for the cowboy. I wish that when I go overseas to study, my friends will come send me off too. It's so touching~ (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Eugene walked over to my cousin's friend (the cow boy) and tapped on his back. He turned around and smiled. (L) Then eugene said: Hi, my sister likes you....r hat. The cow boy he looked at me *me standing awkwardly behind eugene* and then lifted one eyebrow to stare at me, then turned away quickly. OMGOMGOMGOMG T.T Then the cow boy's friends were laughing at me and my cousin was looking at me like "what?!" T.T I was so scared and i didnt know how to respond. Then I did the awkward 'errrr' while trying to think of what to say but my mind was blank and then walked away quickly. T.T OMG! I almost died! Eugene!!!! I DONT EVEN KNOW HIM YOU CANT DO THAT TO STRANGERS! -EVEN THO HE WAS A FRIEND OF OUR COUSIN- BUT WHY?! WHY DID YOU EMBARRASS ME? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.... I'll never ever go and send/receive my cousin from the airport ever again because of my fear of meeting the cow boy again!! EUGENE YOU ARE MY WORST BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat with my family (minus ewan) and my san yi and her family at little bali (which is actually in singapore) The food there was so so so nice! Especially the pumpkin prawn! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner I went to my aunt's house (another aunt) to try on her indian costumes. Woah! She had lots of costumes! Si yi was so excited to dress me up (reminded me of alice and bella) Then I got a - costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I'll stop here. Feel the suspense. Gonna continue my post on Wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-3836748276706897699?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/3836748276706897699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=3836748276706897699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3836748276706897699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3836748276706897699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/ive-been-seeing-aeroplanes-everywhere.html' title='I&apos;ve been seeing aeroplanes everywhere.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TEHN77RegtI/AAAAAAAABV8/qKOyGPNUZhM/s72-c/20100714_IU_ost1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-1834852141305549833</id><published>2010-07-10T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:21:05.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeds~</title><content type='html'>Hi. Again..... It's my 3rd post today! I'm making up for the many days that I did'nt blog. Just thought about this, I love nature! And isabel loves nature too! Because like me, she loves the sky and appreciates weeds. And now.... I'm gonna talk about the book i just finished reading- The Ghost's child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddy and Feather both love weeds. But Feather feels that gardens should not have weeds, and that a garden should be prim and proper, so he was plucking the weeds from the garden. Maddy admires weeds. (: She feels that they should not be punished for being themselves- which is being a weed. But in the end Maddy helped Feather to pluck the weeds out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I felt that what Maddy said is so true. Why must weeds be banished? Aren't weeds just like any other flower? They have petals, leaves and roots, so why are they deemed as ugly when the other 'pretty' flowers like roses and sunflowers are left to grow in gardens? Why can't they thrive in gardens? Isn't this discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-side track- When I take bus 2 and walk home, i will pass by a house with a backyard full of weeds. And the house was super beautiful! I thought that it was very mystical and fairy-tale like and i told myself that if i ever have a garden in my future home, i will let the weeds thrive there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-side track no. 2- TOP (big bang member) said when they received an award that Big Bang will not be like a flower that withers away quickly, but like a weed that will stay strong against any adversities. This is what makes Big Bang different. They are very down-to-earth (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it! (its at the very end, whr top was giving a speech)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OErouCgsOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OErouCgsOk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, when Maddy got old, she let the weeds grow in the garden of her cottage. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..... I love weeds. (just like Maddy) Last last night (i think....) bel and I were talking about weeds (cos we both discovered that we like them after looking at an anime pic) and then we started searching for pictures of weeds. LOL! And i found this weed detector thing. &gt;.&gt; You may wanna use it.... &lt;a href="http://weedid.aces.uiuc.edu/"&gt;weed detector device&lt;/a&gt; (click on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeds are strong, and weeds are determined living things. Isabel and I love weeds. ^^ What about you? Learn to appreciate their beauty!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-1834852141305549833?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/1834852141305549833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=1834852141305549833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1834852141305549833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/1834852141305549833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/weeds.html' title='Weeds~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7625926789570924362</id><published>2010-07-10T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T22:53:25.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because you are in a safe corner of my heart.</title><content type='html'>Apa khaba? (lol practising malay.. dont mind me!) I watched the touching part of pokemon again because I remembered Jel told me that after I watch it (the touching scene) a few times, i would become immune to it. But I didnt get 'immune' to it.... I cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it! (and cry!!!!~!!!! &gt;:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KILEFV-qZBU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KILEFV-qZBU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After crying again after watching sir aaron's and lucario death, I thought about why I teared after watching this scene repeatedly and I finally found the answer..... I havent waited long enough to watch it again. It is like what Feather (the lover in the ghost's child) said. You have to wait for awhile and time will heal all your pains/unhappiness/sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feather said that because Maddy asked him why he can know love, then lose love and carry on with life and not feel the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feather: "You feel the loss forever. But you put it in a safe corner of yourself, and bit by bit some of your sorrow changes into joy. And that's how you go on living."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feather is so wise. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Maddy understood. And in the end when she is old, she learnt how to accept Feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "And you take pride in knowing you're capable of good love, and live in the knowledge that you can feel it again"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-7625926789570924362?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7625926789570924362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7625926789570924362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7625926789570924362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7625926789570924362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-you-are-in-safe-corner-of-my.html' title='Because you are in a safe corner of my heart.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6772941350369191197</id><published>2010-07-10T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:18:07.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did i fall in love with you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sky; it is ever expanding. It's wideness reminds me of how big the World is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I finished 1 out of the 4 books i borrowed yesterday! The book is called the Ghost's child. It's so touching! I cried 3 times while reading the book. Maddy is so brave and accepting, and Feather is so mysterious and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perfect. &lt;/span&gt;I love feather. (the guy) But I love Maddy even more. She is so strong (mentally+physically) that I admire her so much. Feather's and Maddy's love story was so short it was almost magical. (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to read that book again and copy down every sentence i like. Actually I want to copy down everything Maddy says to the 'ghost' which was actually her fay that wasnt born. And everything Feather said to Maddy. No... I want to own the book! Yes, its so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I'm gonna read the Vamprye book now. After reading a touching love story I should change and read a thriller now. Bye!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP4A468sNTU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP4A468sNTU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/6403973330866763034-6772941350369191197?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6772941350369191197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6772941350369191197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6772941350369191197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6772941350369191197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/why-did-i-fall-in-love-with-you.html' title='Why did i fall in love with you?'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4907594534265168473</id><published>2010-07-04T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:56:09.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airplanes, airplanes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim Kyu Jong~! Kim Kyu Jong!~~&lt;/span&gt; he is my persona now (: and my wallpaper... And in front of my study table.... he is such a motivation. AND DID YOU WATCH IP MAN 2?! (i watched ip man and ip man 2 alrd you know?!) IP MAN IS AMAZING!!!! (he's my idol~!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard for a maths on tuesday!! But i could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now~~&lt;br /&gt;anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DESIREE!!!!! &lt;3 (not you, des quah C: puhahaha *evil laugh*)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U! Eat well! And never say that you are fat, cos you are lighter than me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on tues at malay! (without your bday present... cos... im not done with it yet :D )&lt;br /&gt;Bye!~ See i blogged. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4907594534265168473?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4907594534265168473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4907594534265168473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4907594534265168473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4907594534265168473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/07/airplanes-airplanes.html' title='Airplanes, airplanes.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-824809940356932836</id><published>2010-06-15T17:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:51:34.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aside Bside Seaside</title><content type='html'>Hello! I cooked lunch for me and my brother today and it was so delicious!!! I can be a chef in the future :D so i dont need a husband that is good at cooking anymore!~~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rS0-LisSoCU&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/rS0-LisSoCU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AHHHH t-ara is so good at singing this kind of songs. (L) (i decided to replace &lt;3&gt; with (L)) even tho i havent had any love experiences i feel like i can relate to that song! (: sigh *the power of music*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lbziPasJ-20&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/lbziPasJ-20&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dollhouse that they are sitting on is so nice!! C: *reminds me of the outside part of my house* and sunny's high vocals is (cos it always is) so amazing!!!! SUNNY! (L)(L)(L)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss501's love ya is so so so amazing! sidetrack: I dreamt about ss501 last night C: (I think it is because love ya was on replay when i fell asleep.C: ) Their comeback stage was so nice!! The drapes at the background and the chandeliers and the lighting are so appropriate! And i somehow, somehow, like the holes at the back of their shirt. LOL!!! Reminds me of the peace sign. Even tho its not...anyway, I (L) ss501! eheheheheheheh. oh and i see why ivana loves jung min. JUNGMIN!! (L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nn61Qgdznwg&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/nn61Qgdznwg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQhFiWjBI/AAAAAAAABV0/0Z9JEYQSWjQ/s1600/15052010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQhFiWjBI/AAAAAAAABV0/0Z9JEYQSWjQ/s400/15052010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482939600699034642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken long ago LOL. If you everyday observe them (like me), they covered it with some greyish cloth now :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQg7SjpGI/AAAAAAAABVs/Ob4s-pV529k/s1600/26052010%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQg7SjpGI/AAAAAAAABVs/Ob4s-pV529k/s400/26052010%28004%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482939597948429410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice right!!!! &lt;: Leen's masterpiece!~~~ I took it a few weeks ago. Eu ahahaha! I can be a professional photographer!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQgea5VeI/AAAAAAAABVk/Sdwn8YeBwUc/s1600/06062010%28018%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQgea5VeI/AAAAAAAABVk/Sdwn8YeBwUc/s400/06062010%28018%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482939590198777314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the selected leaves for jingyi and jingwen's third b'day present. (i held an audition C:) They are fated to be together!! (cos they form a heart) so they were chosen LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQfqnsCKI/AAAAAAAABVc/NBBTs973spI/s1600/06062010%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQfqnsCKI/AAAAAAAABVc/NBBTs973spI/s400/06062010%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482939576293787810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not-selected leaves.. Ahahahaha i (L) yellow leaves. (but they are not my ideal type of leaf)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPmBxu95I/AAAAAAAABVU/SSq-nkFlzpU/s1600/06062010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPmBxu95I/AAAAAAAABVU/SSq-nkFlzpU/s400/06062010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482938586077525906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)': i felt bad after taking this photo. If not for the flaw (points at the green leaf sticking out from the heart) it would have been a masterpiece! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPlgMosfI/AAAAAAAABVM/1h3U7q9BIMI/s1600/06062010%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPlgMosfI/AAAAAAAABVM/1h3U7q9BIMI/s400/06062010%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482938577063555570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPlIRa_mI/AAAAAAAABVE/0aB9VGMxOWQ/s1600/03062010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPlIRa_mI/AAAAAAAABVE/0aB9VGMxOWQ/s400/03062010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482938570641178210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOO! Daesungie (L) haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPkt32f9I/AAAAAAAABU8/fExS1HZ55rU/s1600/02062010%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPkt32f9I/AAAAAAAABU8/fExS1HZ55rU/s400/02062010%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482938563554607058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPkQBhxoI/AAAAAAAABU0/jOkSuQqCqlY/s1600/02062010%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdPkQBhxoI/AAAAAAAABU0/jOkSuQqCqlY/s400/02062010%28003%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482938555542128258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched a documentary on a vietnamese family moving to Korea to live today. How they adapt to their environment was amazing! (': I wish i was as adaptable as them C: ok byee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love ya love ya love ya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-824809940356932836?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/824809940356932836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=824809940356932836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/824809940356932836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/824809940356932836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/06/aside-bside-seaside.html' title='Aside Bside Seaside'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/TBdQhFiWjBI/AAAAAAAABV0/0Z9JEYQSWjQ/s72-c/15052010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-3922045314770448841</id><published>2010-05-28T23:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:13:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>havent thought of a title yet,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S__gM40_KvI/AAAAAAAABUs/eIS_86vazKs/s1600/IMG000078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S__gM40_KvI/AAAAAAAABUs/eIS_86vazKs/s400/IMG000078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476342183923493618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. meet Jeremy (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Vesak day! I did not touch chinese the entire day! :D But i feel regretful, so.. im gonna study chi tmr and tmr tmr [:&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Bye! I posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, i should say more things before i go right? Since i think it will be the last time im gonna post this week.&lt;br /&gt;I discovered smth today....., more people are going emo. ):&lt;br /&gt;And im not going to get affected by this! So (with des' suggestion) im gonna go to canada! (someday) because people live happily thr. (thats what it seems)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And recently my love for japanese songs ignited in me.&lt;br /&gt;Go listen to Greeeen- Haruka. :D&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 e's in the Greeeen.~~~&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have new bigbang songs in my phone now!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me goodbye and the shouts of red. Whooo! I love their songs. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Today is Vesak day! And i went to my cousin's house and i met charcoal again!&lt;br /&gt;i think charcoal recognized me cos she started jumping around when she saw (smelt) me.&lt;br /&gt;^^ (elated)&lt;br /&gt;I think humans wont miss me as much as charcoal misses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-entire paragraph disappeared :/ i shall type it again when i have time!-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you know why? its cos the author was young when he/she was idolising other and in the end he/she found her true self!&lt;br /&gt;So... Im young now. :D&lt;br /&gt;i will find my true self in the end.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I think i have typed enough for this post. (:&lt;br /&gt;annyoung!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-3922045314770448841?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/3922045314770448841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=3922045314770448841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3922045314770448841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3922045314770448841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/havent-thought-of-title-yet.html' title='havent thought of a title yet,'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S__gM40_KvI/AAAAAAAABUs/eIS_86vazKs/s72-c/IMG000078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6671293169117189307</id><published>2010-05-13T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T18:44:57.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kites are made for windy days, plastic balloons fly away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-vUQqXB39I/AAAAAAAABUk/1RKK_6IyNms/s1600/tumblr_l22a9v68ZO1qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-vUQqXB39I/AAAAAAAABUk/1RKK_6IyNms/s400/tumblr_l22a9v68ZO1qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470699555085475794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;朝は苦手な君だからねえ&lt;br /&gt;毎日ちゃんと起きられてるかい？&lt;br /&gt;そんなこと未だに心配してるよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That means-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since you’re not a morning person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyday, will you be able to wake  up properly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m still worried about things like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my favorite line in koe wo kikasete (: Cos it seems to me that people will be worried about me because of that, so... I felt some kind of connection with that line. (fate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;twiddle twiddle twiddle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Received my Hist and Chi paper 2 results back today and they were not good. :/&lt;br /&gt;but that means I will work harder! So I will be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A fight happened in class today. (which scared me a lot) But.. I wanted to laugh too. (eventho i was scared) Because I felt that it was not like D to react so violently. (I almost laughed out loud ._. , but luckily i caught myself on time) So.. I'm safe now.. I quickly covered my face when I was about to laugh ( eventho I was worried and scared) Then I chided myself for thinking it was funny.. (Because it was scary) Then I became emo the entire science lesson. :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;.&gt; sayonara~&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/6403973330866763034-6671293169117189307?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6671293169117189307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6671293169117189307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6671293169117189307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6671293169117189307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/kites-are-made-for-windy-days-platic.html' title='kites are made for windy days, plastic balloons fly away'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-vUQqXB39I/AAAAAAAABUk/1RKK_6IyNms/s72-c/tumblr_l22a9v68ZO1qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-8452866593860008029</id><published>2010-05-10T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T22:54:53.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't need a plane to fly, plastic wings may make you cry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-gam9-mtBI/AAAAAAAABUU/3eZpfWQtQ1w/s1600/IMG000075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-gam9-mtBI/AAAAAAAABUU/3eZpfWQtQ1w/s400/IMG000075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469651004215964690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanananananananananana nu abo!~ (twiddle)&lt;br /&gt;i missed f(x) so much i found a way to stuff their group name into my a maths paper. (not e maths cos e math doesnt use f(x))&lt;br /&gt;*and btw, see how useful webcams are? :D*&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. LOL. I did'nt plan to blog tonight... I actually used my computer to check the solutions for my a maths questions You know, for qn 9, 10a, 11, 12.. But then my mother came out and then saw me using the computer.. and went back into the room, so i think.... she thought i was playing. So i decided to blog for 10 minutes so i wont feel wronged. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr shahid taught my class today that ~ actually means twiddle. And twiddle (~) means similar. Eg: like triangle ABC ~ triangle DEF. So, that means i have been using the twiddle wrongly. &gt;.&gt; But nevertheless!!!!!, I will continue to use ~ cos it makes me look like im being whiny. [:&lt;br /&gt;~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to blog about my short unexpected trip to malaysia for mother's day and but i guess i will have to wait for another time~~ Cos i havent checked finish my answers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twiddle twiddle twiddle&lt;/span&gt;. * i feel tired* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yawns twiddle twiddle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fyi: ivana chan miss said she will buy me the big bang cd i blogged about in my last post! It's really fyi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twiddle twiddle&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sayonara &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;twiddle&lt;/span&gt;&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/6403973330866763034-8452866593860008029?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/8452866593860008029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=8452866593860008029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8452866593860008029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/8452866593860008029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-dont-need-plane-to-fly-plastic.html' title='You don&apos;t need a plane to fly, plastic wings may make you cry~'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-gam9-mtBI/AAAAAAAABUU/3eZpfWQtQ1w/s72-c/IMG000075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-9024176379912512121</id><published>2010-05-06T22:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:38:40.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate them; love songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LZ577CEYI/AAAAAAAABS0/ZarDuplxzyI/s1600/BIG+BANG+-+1st+Japanese+Album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LZ577CEYI/AAAAAAAABS0/ZarDuplxzyI/s400/BIG+BANG+-+1st+Japanese+Album.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468172486942265730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe,  did anyone of you see the commercial by Universal Music? (i think its  music,..... or studios?) BIG BANG'S ALBUM!!! (and beast) (: ( : (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  was eating dinner last night when i heard this amazzzzing song coming  from the tv, and tvs dont usually have amazzzzzzzing sounds. Then I  recognised the tune, and it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;big bang&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happiness. Sadness. Tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sky. Stars. And my Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I  had a bad pengalaman (xperience) with a cockroach today. )': It touched my leg!!!!..  O.O I didn't want to kill it at first... I already made my mind up when I  saw it strutting (it looked like it was strutting :/) across the hall. But  then, you know, that dumb roach didnt wanna stay there. It scampered  over to where i was sitting. &gt;.&gt; So... I decided to run away  (eh!!! can use this example for run away. *evil laugh* &gt;:) ) to the dinning room. But  it followed me there like a stalker. -.- Then that monster crawled under my father's  expensive bass thing for the drums. I was like.... helpless!!! I couldnt  spray my Sheildtox thing and kill it you know, so I quickly hid my domo  bag (which is nearby) in another room and came back with the spray  thinggy. So i was holding the spray thing and trying to spot it under  it's hiding place.. I waited long you know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Then i felt  something ticklish at my feet. GRRRRRR!!! It was the cockroach! I think  it flew there while i was hiding my domo bag. And I ran away... LOL.  Then in the end my brothers helped me kill it. (': So touching right?  I've new found respect for my brothers~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had lunch at BK  (woot~ finally! not kfc &gt;:D ) with Jingwen and Jingyi today after school! (:&lt;br /&gt;heyheyhey J to  the ing to the W-E-N. I found the pictures for you + cartoons. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First  up......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Lloyd George&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LiwTO3SVI/AAAAAAAABTM/MKZozQuTpH8/s1600/David.Lloyd.George.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LiwTO3SVI/AAAAAAAABTM/MKZozQuTpH8/s400/David.Lloyd.George.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468182217005418834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LiwhJA4iI/AAAAAAAABTU/P-drXcQCqL8/s1600/David.Lloyd.Georgecartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LiwhJA4iI/AAAAAAAABTU/P-drXcQCqL8/s400/David.Lloyd.Georgecartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468182220738978338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prime Minister of UK. (: He looks intelligent. But the cartoon, I... I think he is the one thats not on the horse. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woodrow Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LmtUbRYUI/AAAAAAAABT8/KNGS6K4M3vQ/s1600/president_woodrow_wilson_po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LmtUbRYUI/AAAAAAAABT8/KNGS6K4M3vQ/s400/president_woodrow_wilson_po.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468186563832799554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-Livxi-VuI/AAAAAAAABTE/e2oJINLh2iw/s1600/woodrow_wilson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-Livxi-VuI/AAAAAAAABTE/e2oJINLh2iw/s400/woodrow_wilson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468182207962961634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looks caring, to me. Abit fatherly. Hahaha! Oh he is the USA one! THE USA ONE JINGWEN! The cartoon looks like him. C:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adolf Hitler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LjR8SPLjI/AAAAAAAABTs/EsdyCwDJw0A/s1600/adolf-hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LjR8SPLjI/AAAAAAAABTs/EsdyCwDJw0A/s400/adolf-hitler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468182794961104434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LqjQ1VjDI/AAAAAAAABUE/MEAdF-OAB3E/s1600/hitlercartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LqjQ1VjDI/AAAAAAAABUE/MEAdF-OAB3E/s400/hitlercartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468190789116202034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitler. You can always recognize him. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tro-lo-lo lololol~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joseph Stalin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LjSqxh6eI/AAAAAAAABT0/qxmNz0j7-tM/s1600/stalin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LjSqxh6eI/AAAAAAAABT0/qxmNz0j7-tM/s400/stalin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468182807440386530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-Lq5jK-E7I/AAAAAAAABUM/74SsFcKLSRI/s1600/Joe+Stalin+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-Lq5jK-E7I/AAAAAAAABUM/74SsFcKLSRI/s400/Joe+Stalin+cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468191171995898802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a kind face. + mustache. So, he is the guy that is not Hitler but with a mustache. (: In the cartoon i think the chef is Stalin... And the roast pig is Hitler. See, the hat on the pig. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo~ My task is done. I've been multitasking for 2 hours. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*It decreases efficiency~&lt;/span&gt; * I was finding my Durian ws, filing my English file, listening to music, msning, surfing the net and blogging! (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Your intelligence will decrease~*&lt;/span&gt; Ahhh i feel tired after doing so much stuff *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^0^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye Oh ya... And I wouldnt get scolding in english class tmr. I have my Durian omelette. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-9024176379912512121?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/9024176379912512121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=9024176379912512121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/9024176379912512121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/9024176379912512121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-hate-them-love-songs.html' title='I hate them; love songs.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-LZ577CEYI/AAAAAAAABS0/ZarDuplxzyI/s72-c/BIG+BANG+-+1st+Japanese+Album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4200679030755872981</id><published>2010-05-05T00:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:41:38.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's make technology our servant, not our master!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-BKDaH-2CI/AAAAAAAABSs/9-rsuBWCSYo/s1600/rainbow-blur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-BKDaH-2CI/AAAAAAAABSs/9-rsuBWCSYo/s320/rainbow-blur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467451370040645666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Im blogging for the second time since i've revived my blog (:&lt;br /&gt;It was a bad day for me yesterday, i got tricked by my so called best friend and she snatched my ruler away from me which eventually led to my fall from my chair. T.T *whispers, I'll always remember this incident Quah!*&lt;br /&gt;And, so..... the rest of the day was ok. Ooh I bought cuttlefish for ivana during Malay break, cos they sold it there... (Amazing right? ) And ivana offered me a strand of cuttlefish today, which i snatched. LOL &gt;.&gt; And then she told me how much she loved cuttlefish... You see, it was fated!!!! I had to buy cuttlefish for Ivana.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not relevant...~&lt;br /&gt;( But listen to Nu Abo- f(x)! )&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ nananananananananananana nu abo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Celine listen to Nu Abo today and she gave me the "wth is this what you were so excited to let me hear?" face. :/ She didnt like it... But i told her that she'll want to listen to it after she bathes. :D Cos that was what happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! So i saw Celine online just now and i asked her if she wanted to listen to Nu Abo again and she said no, and gave me a link to a chinese song. ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I finished my technology compo! :D It's quite late now... So, im going to send an encouraging sms to my MSP friends that are in other schools and are mugging for their mid years now. :D I think they wont reply... But i'll still send it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back results today but they are just average so they are not worth remembering so i didnt remember them. *yawns* LOLLLL I just realised that no one will tag at my blog becos they think it's dead, so they don't visit it. &amp;amp; I didnt tell anyone (ok, i told some) i revived my blog... so it will take awhile before the tagboard goes alive again. *huhuhu* Psssh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You set me free~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Admin/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4200679030755872981?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4200679030755872981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4200679030755872981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4200679030755872981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4200679030755872981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-make-technology-our-servant-not.html' title='Let&apos;s make technology our servant, not our master!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S-BKDaH-2CI/AAAAAAAABSs/9-rsuBWCSYo/s72-c/rainbow-blur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-4583533608544205722</id><published>2010-05-03T16:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:43:47.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No pressure no diamonds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96IKlIKosI/AAAAAAAABSM/3wROc1mn3ow/s1600/attittude+poster-eileen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96IKlIKosI/AAAAAAAABSM/3wROc1mn3ow/s320/attittude+poster-eileen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466956713020793538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wazzzup! I decided to revive my blog since it's a holiday. If you can't see the picture above well it says " Your Attitude determines your Altitude" [:&lt;br /&gt;I saw this motivational poster with a mountain about Attitude like that at borders with the quote that was smth like that... but i forgot half the quote ( i only remembered Attitude and Altitude) so i filled it with words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssssssh, my "finally! you posted!" post shouldnt be about a poster..&lt;br /&gt;Eh, so I went out for lunch with des today! And to buy a mother's day present. We ate at cafe cartel. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96ILvMEJYI/AAAAAAAABSc/r4lfqw5sKvU/s1600/03052010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96ILvMEJYI/AAAAAAAABSc/r4lfqw5sKvU/s320/03052010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466956732901369218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The corn was so nice!!! Des told me that she didnt like corn ( becos douglas doesnt like corn) but... how can anyone not like corn?? Corn is so nice! Better than bread. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96ILHUW6LI/AAAAAAAABSU/2xx_75OW-T4/s1600/03052010%28001%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96ILHUW6LI/AAAAAAAABSU/2xx_75OW-T4/s320/03052010%28001%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466956722198735026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End stands for Eileen and Desiree. I made it with my leftover fries, not des. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i didnt get to buy my mother a present cos i couldnt find anything nice. But des bought her mother a hat. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel weird. I shall end my post now! Byee~ *insert dancing panda emotion*&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw... byunpenguin, here's the photo. I really thought it was you. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96IL_yFz6I/AAAAAAAABSk/6pZHY8B91jw/s1600/24042010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96IL_yFz6I/AAAAAAAABSk/6pZHY8B91jw/s320/24042010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466956737355829154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found f(x)'s new song quite addictive.... even tho it is abit weird.. C: *nanananananananana nu abo~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWdgcx4MlO0&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/ZWdgcx4MlO0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-4583533608544205722?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/4583533608544205722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=4583533608544205722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4583533608544205722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/4583533608544205722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-pressure-no-diamonds.html' title='No pressure no diamonds!'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/S96IKlIKosI/AAAAAAAABSM/3wROc1mn3ow/s72-c/attittude+poster-eileen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6402658168228198828</id><published>2010-01-17T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T13:46:42.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession of a friend -2am</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't be blogging right now.&lt;div&gt;Sigh, but if not people would think my blog died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I shouldn't be using my brother's laptop to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm doing that cos I'm banned from using my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I shouldn't have told my parents  that I couldn't sleep till 5 cos I was listening to music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because there was a sudden change from ballads to pop which startled me when I was about to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That wasn't my fault. )': Maybe I should delete those pop songs....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but they always never fail to put me in a good mood. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*currently in a dilemma*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh ya: why I shouldn't have told my parents I couldn't fall asleep till 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because they banned me from listening to music at night now. :C&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;Ok sayonara got homework to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-6402658168228198828?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/6402658168228198828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=6402658168228198828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6402658168228198828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/6402658168228198828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2010/01/confession-of-friend-2am.html' title='Confession of a friend -2am'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-7288945485270578643</id><published>2009-12-02T18:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:43:32.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will be there whenever you reach out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SxY93zULElI/AAAAAAAABSE/XwgGhZnVtHo/s1600-h/lolnr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410580031209149010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SxY93zULElI/AAAAAAAABSE/XwgGhZnVtHo/s320/lolnr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im back from Macau/Zhuhai and I've come to appreciate how hot sg is. (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read finish the last book of Harry Potter: and the Deathly Hallows in Macau. So I've come to realise how cool Severus Snape is. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually felt horrible cos I've hated him along with Harry through all the other books )': And im so happy to read that line where Harry tells his son Albus  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So touching (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my favourite chapter is "the Prince's tale" (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so happy I've watched finished you're beautiful and read finish Harry Potter. You're beautiful is so nice~~ I like the ending, but I feel abit sad for Shinwoo. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Go Mi Nyu so cute :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" I'm glad that my fingers served a purpose. If I had known that, I would have glued all ten of them together. " LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy the ost thinggy for you're beautiful :/ But so ex!!! &gt;.&gt; And Esmay said she bought the ticket to watch Lee Hongki at his concert in sg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok nvm nvm. Caught a flu in China. Now it turned into fever. I tired to get rid of it by putting a wet hanky on my forehead. (quick quick subside i've got bunny outing tmr!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesnt work. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh wanted to start homework today but I feel horrible. I hope i recover tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEW MOON!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayonara.&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/6403973330866763034-7288945485270578643?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/7288945485270578643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=7288945485270578643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7288945485270578643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/7288945485270578643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-will-be-there-whenever-you-reach-out.html' title='i will be there whenever you reach out.'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SxY93zULElI/AAAAAAAABSE/XwgGhZnVtHo/s72-c/lolnr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-3228790607588352096</id><published>2009-11-20T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:04:16.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's only 1 thing, 2 do, 3 words, 4 you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SwY57Stw36I/AAAAAAAABRs/aUF7Aug42FM/s1600/7TfPXc7uwowcwel5zHmxrLh2o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406072093503709090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SwY57Stw36I/AAAAAAAABRs/aUF7Aug42FM/s320/7TfPXc7uwowcwel5zHmxrLh2o1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy from my dream was so cute &lt;33 (what am i saying? too personal!) But it's weird tho, i dreamt about, Michelle, Charmaine, Desiree and everyone in our school except for that guy and his group of friends. And Charmaine and I got kidnapped when we drive into this private apartment to save a cat. Then this old lady told us we're trapped and she locked the gate and tied us to a chair. (T.T) And then we got rescued and the old lady said : "i'll let that girl off!! (me!!) but not the other girl (charmaine x.x) cos I like to talk to her! (stun) But we both escaped. And then I returned to school and everything was like, normal........ So i asked desiree : eh I was kidnapped eh! did you notice? Then she said: yeaa, of course la. I recieved an sms saying "To Eileen's Best Friend; Eileen Chee is kidnapped. (shows me the sms) (shock) And then in the dream I went to the canteen to eat with des and this cute guy with his friends sat beside us and ordered the same thing. And so weird, des ordered some chocolate ice cream thing and she got to play with a PINK psp. And the cute guy's friend got the pink psp also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so....it can't be the future right? i wont be going to the same jc/poly as my whole level....) and it's not school next year cos we're studying in a very huge place, almost like a shopping mall. (x.x) There's a huge canteen thing and even the place where they sell uniforms. And, our uniforms were so cute!!! Can't be the future. Sigh. Wish I got to know him before i woke up. (T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I woke up, desiree and I were running up an escalator cos Michelle (3E) told us that the choir people need to go to the music room. And I fell down when I was running up the esaclator halfway. (&gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to a rainy day and no one in my house wanting to buy lunch. My brothers and I ordered Pizza and we're still waiting for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene made the call. (: Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eug: HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Hut worker: hello, pizza hut. how may i help you?&lt;br /&gt;Eug: hello? hello!&lt;br /&gt;PH worker: Hi, your address is 187a------?&lt;br /&gt;Eug + me: :O!!! STALKER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out they have records. (T.T) I knew I had no talent in ordering deliveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more minutes and the pizzaman will arrive!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-3228790607588352096?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/3228790607588352096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=3228790607588352096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3228790607588352096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/3228790607588352096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-only-1-thing-2-do-3-words-4-you.html' title='there&apos;s only 1 thing, 2 do, 3 words, 4 you'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SwY57Stw36I/AAAAAAAABRs/aUF7Aug42FM/s72-c/7TfPXc7uwowcwel5zHmxrLh2o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-726751827294744707</id><published>2009-11-19T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:09:24.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when is this anime thing ending for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/64k0DHx9C98&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/64k0DHx9C98&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's..... amazing!!!! My elder brother showed this to me a few days ago and i was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; surprised. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..........Looks decieve huh?? She is so professional, and her voice changes so fast in that vid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And most importantly, Rie Kugimiya is the voice actor of Nagi Sanzenin in Hayate No Gotoku! (The combat butler) &lt;333&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*stun*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's also Hotaru Imai in Gakuen Alice (Alice academy) &lt;33&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*double stun*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And surprise surprise! She is the voice actor of Shinobu Morita in Honey and Clover (when Morita was a child) &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Drops jaws*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna watch Minami-ke now!!!! So fast~! finished one season in a week &gt;.&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(edit: realises this post is similar to Ivana's. sorry!! no evil intention at all!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403973330866763034-726751827294744707?l=de-unexpected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/feeds/726751827294744707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403973330866763034&amp;postID=726751827294744707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/726751827294744707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403973330866763034/posts/default/726751827294744707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://de-unexpected.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-is-this-anime-thing-ending-for-me.html' title='when is this anime thing ending for me?'/><author><name>Eileen Chee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10720142165271462084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403973330866763034.post-6019185137796650232</id><published>2009-11-19T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:19:03.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>break this wall down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jLUF6qcyY0Y/SwTunCLQZxI/AAAAAAAABRk/pZYT5fvjTmg/s1600/jackneedslipo16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405707807117829906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt=""
