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&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;MY NEW BLOG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2986990820509340530?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2986990820509340530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2986990820509340530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2986990820509340530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2986990820509340530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-go-to-my-new-blog-3-t-o-n-g.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4540688620343933548</id><published>2009-04-08T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:20:27.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so crazy.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I really think I'm psychotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMg, what if I become the next Virginia Woolf??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4540688620343933548?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4540688620343933548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4540688620343933548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4540688620343933548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4540688620343933548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-crazy.html' title='so crazy.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-672226569789792311</id><published>2009-04-08T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:12:37.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20 questions </title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biography &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full name:&lt;/strong&gt; Tong Meng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Name backwards:&lt;/strong&gt; gnem gnot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am i named after someone:&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning of name:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not too sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nickname:&lt;/strong&gt; Tong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screen name:&lt;/strong&gt; !Tong Supercalifragilistikexpialidocious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date of Birth:&lt;/strong&gt; 19th January 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place of Birth:&lt;/strong&gt; Hunan, China. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nationality:&lt;/strong&gt; China/Singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current location:&lt;/strong&gt; Singapore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horoscope:&lt;/strong&gt; Capricorn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Religion:&lt;/strong&gt; None &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height:&lt;/strong&gt; 170 cm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weight:&lt;/strong&gt; PRIVATE&amp;amp;CONFIDENTIAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/strong&gt; Same as TJW. I think 5 1/2? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair colour:&lt;/strong&gt; Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eye colour:&lt;/strong&gt; Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do i like:&lt;/strong&gt; Angelina Jolie. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leftie or rightie:&lt;/strong&gt; Rightie, though I tried writing with the left hand before (during which time my hand was fractured.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gay, straight, bi or others:&lt;/strong&gt; Striaght &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friends:&lt;/strong&gt; My imaginary friend, margarate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend I trust most:&lt;/strong&gt; My sister. Simply because she is so retarded ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite pals:&lt;/strong&gt; A bunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend from opposite sex:&lt;/strong&gt; None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best buddies:&lt;/strong&gt; A bunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boyfriend or girlfriend:&lt;/strong&gt; None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crush:&lt;/strong&gt; None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parents:&lt;/strong&gt; TWH &amp;amp; LH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst enemy:&lt;/strong&gt; I am shy and quiet. I talk to strangers. I love Discovery channel. I talk crap, apparently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite online guy:&lt;/strong&gt; None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favourite online girl:&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Craziest friend:&lt;/strong&gt; WY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advice friend:&lt;/strong&gt; TJW. Very motherly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person i cry with:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't cry. Not once. Okay, once in p5 after I scored like 53 for a math test. But that was the only time I cried in front of anybody. I think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any sisters:&lt;/strong&gt; Jing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any brothers:&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any pets:&lt;/strong&gt; My sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Any disease:&lt;/strong&gt; Except a fractured right wrist, severe myopia, chronic coughing, an ear-throat surgery, and problematic knees (my guess is I suffer from premature rheumatism), I am basically fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pool or hot tub:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate pools, so I would prefer hot tubs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A car:&lt;/strong&gt; None &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My personality:&lt;/strong&gt; I am very cynical of life and will probably marry at the age of 40. But then again, maybe not. Perhaps I will hold my wedding underwater and name my children Mani and Pedi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats missing:&lt;/strong&gt; My front tooth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School:&lt;/strong&gt; Nanyang Girls' High School. Otherwise the-girl-school-where-everyone-wears-white. Not funny, I tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bed colour:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate 2 beds. The queen size one is marron, the single one is green. Pale green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship with parents:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe in myself:&lt;/strong&gt; Fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believe in love at first sight:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good listener:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't think so. I'm high selective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want to get married:&lt;/strong&gt; Guess so. I'm very family-oriented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like to drive:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motion sickness:&lt;/strong&gt; Not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat stem of brocolli:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream in colour:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't quite remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleep with stuff animals:&lt;/strong&gt; I sleep with my sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream car:&lt;/strong&gt; Porsche. I like her specs line. Very post-modern. Yes, being sarcastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream date:&lt;/strong&gt; On a beach with George Clooney. Just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream honeymoon spot:&lt;/strong&gt; Not thought of it. Maybe mount Everest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream husband or wife:&lt;/strong&gt; Yamapi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad time of a day:&lt;/strong&gt; CCA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My worst fear:&lt;/strong&gt; To get some weird diseases and having to amputate my limbs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst feeling:&lt;/strong&gt; Disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those in &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;are true about me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I curse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm totally smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've broken someone's bones. &lt;em&gt;(Actually, I broke my own bones)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have. &lt;em&gt;(I am currently high on blood sugar)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have changed a diaper before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before. Twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm shy around members of the &lt;em&gt;opposite&lt;/em&gt; sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument. &lt;em&gt;(??) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I adore bright colours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions. &lt;em&gt;(??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.What song describes your relationship status?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single ladies?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.How much does your dog weigh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Ever waxed your legs?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.Earrings or necklaces?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.Who have you talked to most today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.What is the oldest message in your inbox on your phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Lignxin. Something about chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.Friend of the opposite sex that lives closest to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.Color of your shirt?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.How many years have you been taking a language?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.Whos on speed dial 5?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.what color is your background on your computer mainly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.Do you wish on 11:11?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Are you a bad influence?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.What color are your eyes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.Would you rather have your name or your siblings name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine. I like my name, TYVM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.Would you do anything for someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.Have you ever been called a #####?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.Biggest success so far in life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt to talk and walk. Great achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.Do you use smiley faces on the computer a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23.what song is on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.Last time you didn't go to school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pon CCAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Are your grades good?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Do you have any friends with benefits?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Would you date anyone on your top friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Does your best friend have a myspace/friendster?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Whose page did you last visit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30.Last time you went out to lunch?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Would you rather be in a relationship that was a lie and be happy for a while or not be in it at all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind. I get to be happy, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your age in 8 months:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you like Christmas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it your favorite holiday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I prefer CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where is your birthmark?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not have any birthmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you rather go on MYSPACE or talk on the phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you like talking on the phone in general?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did you cook for yourself or did mom do the cooking?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what are you doing on Halloween?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wearing a costume? if so, what?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you consider "rap" music, or a bunch of effing noise?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what/who do you like to listen to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly Madonna and a bunch of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did you do alot of swimming this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have you ever done something to a good friend that jeopardized therelationship?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you worry alot about something happening to your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to. Not now. Not bothered. Couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what person is on your mind right now, for any reason?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Britney Spears. I wonder how she got so thin. Airbrushing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who did you talk to last?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would you say is the most unique thing about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Thai food. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you in a good mood today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you remember if you were really upset?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to imagine the person dead and hope he rots in hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you distracted easily?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Mainly because I have a highly selective hearing ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what would you say is your worst social habit? (in the way U treat people)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't look at people in the eys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who would you like to be stranded on an island with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you smile when you don't understand things?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Were you overprotected as a child?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Questions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Would you marry for money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes. If I'm desperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Have you had braces?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Could you live without a computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. If you could live in any past time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Do you drink enough water?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you wear shoes in the house or take 'em off?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What are your favorite fruits?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pomegranates and peaches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite place to visit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Are you photogenic?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do you dream in color or black and white?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Why did you take this survey??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Do you drink alcohol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is the most beautiful language?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Do you like being kissed when you are asleep?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to know since I am already asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. WHAT do you like MOST: Sunrise or sunset?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Do you want to live until you're 100 yrs old?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I'll be ugly and wrinkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. When you watch movies at home, do you like the lights?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Do you believe in magic?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Do you like to watch cartoons?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. At what age did you find out that Santa Claus wasn't real?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Do you write poems?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Do you snore?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. You sleep more on your back, front,or sides?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rottweiler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. Are you basically a happy person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Are you tired?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Did you drink anything with caffeine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. How many landline/cellphones do you have in your house?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Do you get along with your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Do u smoke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel strongly against smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Do you have a cat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Have you ever had a birthday party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. What do you do when you're sad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, yes. Sad, rarely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. What do you need most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tender loving care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What song are you listening to now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. What are you craving right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tender loving care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. What is your current mood?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonchalence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;42. Honestly,what is on your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Nonchalence, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="text" align="right"&gt;&lt;div class="time"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-672226569789792311?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/672226569789792311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=672226569789792311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/672226569789792311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/672226569789792311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/04/20-questions.html' title='20 questions '/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-9054937718759344104</id><published>2009-04-03T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:09:12.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys boys boys</title><content type='html'>Hey there sugar baby&lt;br /&gt;Saw you twice at the pop show&lt;br /&gt;You take just like glitter&lt;br /&gt;Mixed with rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;I like you a lot lot&lt;br /&gt;Think you're really hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you think you're special&lt;br /&gt;When we dance real crazy&lt;br /&gt;Glam-aphonic, electronic, disco baby&lt;br /&gt;I like you a lot lot&lt;br /&gt;All we want is hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;With Hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh ,oh ,oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh ,oh ,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is a bad boy&lt;br /&gt;With some retro sneakers&lt;br /&gt;Let's go see The Killers&lt;br /&gt;And make out in the bleachers&lt;br /&gt;I like you a lot lot&lt;br /&gt;Think you're really hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the party&lt;br /&gt;Heard our buddies' the DJ&lt;br /&gt;Don`t forget my lipstick,&lt;br /&gt;I left it in your ashtray&lt;br /&gt;I like you a lot lot&lt;br /&gt;All we want is hot hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;With hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;and Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not loose, I like to party&lt;br /&gt;Let's get lost in your Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;Not psychotic or dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I like boys and that is that&lt;br /&gt;Love it when you call me legs&lt;br /&gt;In the morning buy me eggs&lt;br /&gt;Watch your heart when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Boys like you love me forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh ,oh ,oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ,oh ,oh ,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We like boys in cars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Buy us drinks in bars&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray and denim&lt;br /&gt;Boys boys boys&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;We love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I am not boy crazy. But the song is fun. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who needs boys when you have GAGA?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-9054937718759344104?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/9054937718759344104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=9054937718759344104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9054937718759344104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9054937718759344104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/04/boys-boys-boys.html' title='boys boys boys'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8350517510114511211</id><published>2009-03-29T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:10:59.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>This is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to do 15 more hours of CIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody help me please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;33333yijeong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8350517510114511211?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8350517510114511211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8350517510114511211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8350517510114511211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8350517510114511211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_29.html' title='((:'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5484525165094977742</id><published>2009-03-28T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:17:32.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck with each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shontelle ft. Akon - Stuck with Each Other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confessions of a shopaholic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can think you can get free&lt;br /&gt;You think you won’t need me&lt;br /&gt;That you’re gonna get you somethin’ better&lt;br /&gt;But you know that we’re in this forever&lt;br /&gt;And you can think you can walk out&lt;br /&gt;Even with your doubts&lt;br /&gt;But you know that we’re in this together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can try to push me from you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do will keep us a part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin you can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong here&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(stuck in love with each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now I can say that I would not care&lt;br /&gt;If you were not there&lt;br /&gt;Tell myself that I’ll be fine without ya&lt;br /&gt;but I would die if I was not around ya&lt;br /&gt;and I can try to convince you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;But my only thoughts are thoughts about ya&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, love is like glue&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to&lt;br /&gt;Tear us a part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too late (too late, too late)&lt;br /&gt;There’s no escape, might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;Baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other (with each other)&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin i can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we belong here&lt;br /&gt;Baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other (stuck with each other)&lt;br /&gt;stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(stuck in love with each other)&lt;br /&gt;Song words are provided by Geniusbeauty.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing i’d rather do&lt;br /&gt;Than to sit with you forever&lt;br /&gt;Can’t think of nothing better&lt;br /&gt;Than to be stuck with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin we can do about it&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin I can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby, we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(Stuck in love with each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin gonna stop me and you eh&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we just stuck like glue eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin we can do&lt;br /&gt;We stuck in love with each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5484525165094977742?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5484525165094977742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5484525165094977742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5484525165094977742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5484525165094977742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/stuck-with-each-other.html' title='stuck with each other'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4643926601124987933</id><published>2009-03-27T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T22:27:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZAC EFRON</title><content type='html'>I hate Zac Efron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if he is the Prince Charming of 9 years old girls, or the wet dreams of 16 years old gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks too plastic. Reminds me of Jude Law. But Jude Law was hotter. Until he hooked up with that nanny, that is. Now, his IQ just dips lowers while his hairline gets higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't understand why so many people find him devastatingly, heart wrenchingly breath taking. He is just another frat boy waiting for his shot in becoming the next Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poseur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the poster for 17 again is like a carbon copy of Kurosagi. I mean, just look at the similarities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sc20dhIj4pI/AAAAAAAAABg/q9dZNHk6A0s/s1600-h/17_again-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318105154197906066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sc20dhIj4pI/AAAAAAAAABg/q9dZNHk6A0s/s400/17_again-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sc20mMBr6qI/AAAAAAAAABo/omj36xR5t7c/s1600-h/posterkurosagimovie02heug3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318105303150750370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sc20mMBr6qI/AAAAAAAAABo/omj36xR5t7c/s400/posterkurosagimovie02heug3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Yamapi is hotter. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4643926601124987933?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4643926601124987933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4643926601124987933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4643926601124987933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4643926601124987933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/zac-efron.html' title='ZAC EFRON'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sc20dhIj4pI/AAAAAAAAABg/q9dZNHk6A0s/s72-c/17_again-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938412.post-5177263623145372110</id><published>2009-03-27T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:53:22.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucy in the sky with diamonds.</title><content type='html'>I finally got my Internet back! Hooray! I'm so happy ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there is quite a number of things I have to accomplish these days. But I have done none so far. For example, I think the book reflection for Chinese SIA should be due quite soon, yet I have read no book of significance. I am still stuck in the frivolous-flighty-fun-mystery/teen- books stage. In addition, I need to revise for SPA SKILL 2 and -sigh- a dozen quizzes. But I am not doing anything so far. Have not hit the books yet. Very sad indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very anxious about the HCL BT. I am scared that I will flunk both papers. Which really is a morbid thought, considering that HCL is the only subject that I am remotely okay at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go eat mango now. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5177263623145372110?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5177263623145372110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5177263623145372110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5177263623145372110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5177263623145372110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/lucy-in-sky-with-diamonds.html' title='Lucy in the sky with diamonds.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8040143992579558461</id><published>2009-03-25T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:02:17.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOOOOOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sorry girl but you missed out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well tough luck that boy's mine now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are more than just good friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and this is how the story ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Too bad that you couldn't see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;see the man that boy could be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is more than meets the eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I see the soul that is inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He's just the boy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and I'm just the girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can I make it anymore obvious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We are in love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haven't you heard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How we rock each other's world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am feeling very, very bored. Jingwen and Wangyue both left )): I am stuck here doing Language Arts because internet at home is just hopeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am the only one in class now. Oh, here comes Regina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is a song I like a lot. If you seek Amy (the intended effect is to say it like F-U-C-K ME). The MV is kind of weird. But the song is pretty good ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zwscCzrcSSs&amp;amp;hl=" width="320" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen Amy tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Is she in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Is she smokin' up outside&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;Does she take a piece of lime&lt;br /&gt;For the drink that I'm gonna buy her&lt;br /&gt;Do you know just what she likes&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh&lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you seen her&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't get her off of my brain&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go to the party she gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody take me home&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha he ha ha ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;But all of the boys and all of the girls are&lt;br /&gt;begging to If You Seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me&lt;br /&gt;But can't you see what I see&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls&lt;br /&gt;are begging to If You Seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy told me that she's gonna meet me up&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where or when and now they're closing up the club&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her once or twice before she knows my face&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to see with all the people standing in the way&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;But can't you see what I see&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me if you see her&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what she was wearing and what she was like&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have been waiting here forever&lt;br /&gt;Let me know when she going out&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;If You Seek Amy tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;We'll do whatever you like&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are&lt;br /&gt;begging to If You Seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW, Amy, your name has officially taken on a new meaning -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8040143992579558461?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8040143992579558461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8040143992579558461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8040143992579558461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8040143992579558461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/tooooot.html' title='TOOOOOT'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4040195341622183299</id><published>2009-03-23T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:21:20.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GCP</title><content type='html'>So where should I go at the end of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am not going anywhere. Since I spent 1/4 of my last year overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4040195341622183299?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4040195341622183299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4040195341622183299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4040195341622183299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4040195341622183299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/gcp.html' title='GCP'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8538100622043753530</id><published>2009-03-11T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:12:00.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise Jingwen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G:\Tong_thumbdrive!\2009\doc2.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8538100622043753530?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8538100622043753530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>homecoming</title><content type='html'>Homecoming, I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;My sweet mistake&lt;br /&gt;Summer's over, hope it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;I'm pacing, impatient&lt;br /&gt;Up in my head&lt;br /&gt;Taken back to the sidewalk where we met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And carved out our names&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I'm falling, falling apart for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descending, I'm spinning&lt;br /&gt;Lost all defense&lt;br /&gt;How could you swallow me again?&lt;br /&gt;I left you, I meant to&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't let you in&lt;br /&gt;Never mind a single word I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carve out your name&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I'm falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got control of me&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of me?&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I just can't cut up the strings&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back for more&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your heart go&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming, I'm coming, I'm coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I'm falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Did you take off while I was gone?&lt;br /&gt;I missed it all, I messed you up, I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming home, I wanna know&lt;br /&gt;When all the leaves begin to fall&lt;br /&gt;If I'm falling, falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would post something related to the Graces camp, yet I found something so full of angst. Haha. But it is a nice song nonetheless. The lead singer is very hot &lt;33 Oh, and FYI, it's a girl who sang the song, in case you are thinking how mushy it would be for a guy to sing about homecoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining cats and dogs outside. I am desperate to get out of the house and grab something to eat. I just had a little fiasco at my sister's school just now, involving 3 utterly confused teachers, 1 utterly confused girl, and one utterly confused yours truly. Sometimes, it is great to be back in primary school again. All the bubbly energy and badly painted walls. I miss my youth )): I sit at home and complain about my sprained neck. And YES, my neck is still freaking painful. Reminds me of the lead actor's situation in the movie, Shutter. The ghost was sitting on his back all along. But it is a very freaky relation. I shall not brood on it any longer lest I scare the shit out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH, I hate the weather. So unpredictable. I was hoping to eat Tom Yam!! Now I have to be stuck at home, knocking on the keyboards and feeling sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I DON'T CARE. I AM GOING TO GO OUT. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8336571390570398300?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8336571390570398300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8336571390570398300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8336571390570398300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8336571390570398300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/03/homecoming.html' title='homecoming'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3341113254076458031</id><published>2009-02-27T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:45:45.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you want me, a cherry on top,&lt;br /&gt;The pick of the peck, The crème de la crop.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me you better do better than that tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, it takes more than a wink,&lt;br /&gt;And more than a drink and more than you think.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me you're gonna have to break the bank, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause some don't have the patience,&lt;br /&gt;Some call me high-maintenance&lt;br /&gt;But you pay the bill, 'cause, that's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, I'm not a piece of ass,&lt;br /&gt;A one night stand, a storage she'd&lt;br /&gt;I think you better walk by, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, then stop begging&lt;br /&gt;I don't put out for charity&lt;br /&gt;If you want me there's no discount price tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't need your dollar bills&lt;br /&gt;I just want something real&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing's free, except a lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want me, a cherry on top,&lt;br /&gt;The pick of the peck, the crème de la crop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna ride, just name your price,&lt;br /&gt;And don't play cheap with your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a bet if you can't write the cheque, for me, for me.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can be bought, but you'll pay the cost&lt;br /&gt;If you can afford me&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - If you can afford me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3341113254076458031?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3341113254076458031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3341113254076458031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3341113254076458031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3341113254076458031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-want-me-cherry-on-top-pick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8482304667329152980</id><published>2009-02-27T04:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T05:01:18.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking of you</title><content type='html'>Comparisons are easily done&lt;br /&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree&lt;br /&gt;I picked the ripest one&lt;br /&gt;I still got the seed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said move on&lt;br /&gt;Where do I go&lt;br /&gt;I guess second best&lt;br /&gt;Is all I will know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like an Indian summer&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Like a hard candy&lt;br /&gt;With a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;How do I get better&lt;br /&gt;Once I've had the best&lt;br /&gt;You said there's&lt;br /&gt;Tons of fish in the water&lt;br /&gt;So the waters I will test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kissed my lips&lt;br /&gt;I taste your mouth&lt;br /&gt;He pulled me in&lt;br /&gt;I was disgusted with myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best&lt;br /&gt;And yes I do regret&lt;br /&gt;How I could let myself&lt;br /&gt;Let you go&lt;br /&gt;Now the lesson's learned&lt;br /&gt;I touched it I was burned&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think you should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;What you would do if&lt;br /&gt;You were the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was spending the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish that I&lt;br /&gt;Was looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh won't you walk through&lt;br /&gt;And bust in the door&lt;br /&gt;And take me away&lt;br /&gt;Oh no more mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song a lot. She sang it very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8482304667329152980?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8482304667329152980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8482304667329152980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8482304667329152980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8482304667329152980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-of-you.html' title='thinking of you'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7207364916819370971</id><published>2009-02-26T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:47:13.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-VlxNy9I/AAAAAAAAABY/2sensIFoj4k/s1600-h/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307349595260308434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-VlxNy9I/AAAAAAAAABY/2sensIFoj4k/s400/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-RCCSQcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L65cPkfd-Uk/s1600-h/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307349516948750786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-RCCSQcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/L65cPkfd-Uk/s400/IMG_0317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-MXXzBFI/AAAAAAAAABI/2_eyaphV32w/s1600-h/IMG_0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307349436776776786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-MXXzBFI/AAAAAAAAABI/2_eyaphV32w/s400/IMG_0315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-Hs3ksyI/AAAAAAAAABA/2UsU7x8H4Fo/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307349356647854882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-Hs3ksyI/AAAAAAAAABA/2UsU7x8H4Fo/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7207364916819370971?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7207364916819370971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7207364916819370971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7207364916819370971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7207364916819370971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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/_vYG3_dsGUJg/Sad-VlxNy9I/AAAAAAAAABY/2sensIFoj4k/s72-c/IMG_0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938412.post-7887540243642354609</id><published>2009-02-26T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T02:26:24.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>I AM GOING TO SUE THE SCHOOL FOR GIVING US SO MUCH HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7887540243642354609?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7887540243642354609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7887540243642354609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7887540243642354609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7887540243642354609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6277321604470696714</id><published>2009-02-24T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T02:46:41.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead is the new pink.</title><content type='html'>The fruits beside me are rotting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of ridiculous. And funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6277321604470696714?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6277321604470696714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6277321604470696714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6277321604470696714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6277321604470696714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/dead-is-new-pink.html' title='dead is the new pink.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-9071112992678854350</id><published>2009-02-22T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:45:16.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>endless.</title><content type='html'>词:方文山&lt;br /&gt;曲:周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;编曲:钟兴民&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;机枪扫射声中我们寻找遮蔽的战壕&lt;br /&gt;儿时沙雕的城堡毁坏了重新盖就好&lt;br /&gt;可是你那件染血布满弹孔的军外套&lt;br /&gt;却就连祷告手都举不好&lt;br /&gt;硝烟中想起冰棒汽水的味道&lt;br /&gt;和那些无所事事一整个夏天的年少&lt;br /&gt;我放下枪回忆去年一起毕业的学校&lt;br /&gt;而眼泪一直都忘记要掉&lt;br /&gt;嘲笑的声音在风中不断被练习&lt;br /&gt;这树林间充满了敌意&lt;br /&gt;部队弃守阵地你坚持要我也离去&lt;br /&gt;我也离去&lt;br /&gt;我怎么能放弃&lt;br /&gt;我留着陪你&lt;br /&gt;强忍着泪滴&lt;br /&gt;有些事真的来不及回不去&lt;br /&gt;你脸在抽搐&lt;br /&gt;就快没力气&lt;br /&gt;家乡事不准我再提&lt;br /&gt;我留着陪你&lt;br /&gt;最后的距离&lt;br /&gt;是你的侧脸倒在我的怀里&lt;br /&gt;你慢慢睡去&lt;br /&gt;我摇不醒你&lt;br /&gt;泪水在战壕里决了堤&lt;br /&gt;硝烟中想起冰棒汽水的味道&lt;br /&gt;和那些无所事事一整个夏天的年少&lt;br /&gt;我放下枪回忆去年一起毕业的学校&lt;br /&gt;可眼泪一直都忘记要掉&lt;br /&gt;嘲笑的声音在风中不断被练习&lt;br /&gt;这树林间充满了敌意&lt;br /&gt;部队弃守阵地你坚持要&lt;br /&gt;我也离去&lt;br /&gt;我怎么能放弃&lt;br /&gt;我留着陪你&lt;br /&gt;强忍着泪滴&lt;br /&gt;有些事真的来不及回不去&lt;br /&gt;你脸在抽搐&lt;br /&gt;就快没力气&lt;br /&gt;家乡事不准我再提&lt;br /&gt;我留着陪你&lt;br /&gt;最后的距离&lt;br /&gt;是你的侧脸倒在我的怀里&lt;br /&gt;你慢慢睡去&lt;br /&gt;我摇不醒你&lt;br /&gt;泪水在战壕里决了堤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such an old song. Nice, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="lyric_color"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-9071112992678854350?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/9071112992678854350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=9071112992678854350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9071112992678854350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9071112992678854350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/endless.html' title='endless.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1730736073586539459</id><published>2009-02-22T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:14:56.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title.</title><content type='html'>I SAW SOMETHING, I THINK, THAT I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE JUST NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT, I AM PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY, VERY PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN FACT, IF I COULD, I WOULD WANT TO SLAP YOU HARD ON THE FACE. ONCE. TWICE. OR MAYBE THRICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TELL YOU, SILENCE DOES NOT EQUATE AN ABSENCE OF PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN KEEPING MY MOUTH SHUT ALL THIS TIME DOES NOT MEAN I AM NOT UPSET ABOUT CERTAIN THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE MY BEHAVIOR SOMEHOW MAKES ME SEEM LIKE A HEARTLESS BITCH DOES NOT MEAN I DO NOT HAVE THAT TORRENTIAL FEELING OF GUILT WITHIN ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU PAY. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO HARD&lt;/span&gt;, YOU WILL FORGET YOUR MOTHER'S NAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1730736073586539459?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1730736073586539459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1730736073586539459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1730736073586539459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1730736073586539459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-title.html' title='no title.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1602645322692000628</id><published>2009-02-22T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T00:53:53.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mother used to say that there are not strangers, only friends you haven't met yet. She's now in a maximum security twilight home in Australia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Dame Edna Everage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when somebody barges into it without asking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my private conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when somebody insists on creating interruptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not your keeper. Nor are you mine. I prefer we keep a distance between each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people hold on desperately to their friends. Whether for popularity, or because of insecurity. Maybe even to satisfy that twisted sense of attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cling. They possess. They do everything to keep everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this rather despicable. Won't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my blunt confessions. Or my unforgiving honesty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My fingers are banging at the keyboard right at this moment. The frustration inside me is building up and spreading  like a wild fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1602645322692000628?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1602645322692000628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1602645322692000628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1602645322692000628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1602645322692000628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-mother-used-to-say-that-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8535119957860301453</id><published>2009-02-20T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T18:01:11.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>de.code</title><content type='html'>I am not your tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor am I a platform for which you can express and demonstrate your sadness/loss/betrayal/whatever crap you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have to treat me like an emotional rubbish bin. I don't like to deal with that extra dose of hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been feeling extremely stressed, like I am drowning in a sea of over whelming feelings. But I don't know how to sort them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I'm already a heap of mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So baby, you are on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8535119957860301453?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8535119957860301453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8535119957860301453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8535119957860301453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8535119957860301453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/decode.html' title='de.code'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4502701142147086867</id><published>2009-02-10T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:13:30.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promenade in the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dorothy Rothschild Parker (1893-1967)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FILL THIS PART OUT IF YOU LIKE MEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;About guys: Turned ON, OFF or OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Is taller than you:&lt;/span&gt; On. Like duh. Except maybe Katie Holmes and Nicole Kidman, who will want somebody who is shorter than them? Apparently they have a fetish for shorter guys and their partners have an obsession with leggy girls. Seriously, what's the point when you have to look down at your man? That's so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dresses Gangster:&lt;/span&gt; Off. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dresses Gothic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok. I don't mind. I don't really mind. Actually, I mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dresses Skater:&lt;/span&gt; Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dresses Emo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sorry, but I'm not interested in an overload of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dresses Preppy:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok. But no above-the-waist tuck in's please. I'll kill you and kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Cuts themselves:&lt;/span&gt; Fine. But they can't cut me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has green eyes:&lt;/span&gt; On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has blue eyes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has hazel eyes:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has brown eyes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Drinks alcohol:&lt;/span&gt; It really depends on the dosage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wears glasses:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smokes cigarettes:&lt;/span&gt; YOU CAN GO AND DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Plays sports:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Calls you just to say hi:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Compliments:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On. I think. But no weird/gross/plain psychotic stuff. I once heard about how some English royalty had some freak obsession with toes. The paparazzi caught him sucking his wife's uh, foot while she was tanning. I was mortified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Good dancer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has piercings:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wears jewelry:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smiles when you walk in the room:&lt;/span&gt; On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has long hair:&lt;/span&gt; Depends on the length. I don't really fancy guys with hair touching their butts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has short hair:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has curly hair:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has brown hair:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has Black hair:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has dirty blonde: &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has Red hair:&lt;/span&gt; On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Laid back:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Plays guitar:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Plays drums: &lt;/span&gt;On! So cool! I never had any rhythm myself, so I'll need somebody to fill the gap up. Plus it's good entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Plays piano:&lt;/span&gt; Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;He can draw:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Easily jealous:&lt;/span&gt; Off. Some girls like their boyfriends to be easily jealous. You know, sort of flattering in a twisted way. But I've heard a lot about crazy boyfriends hacking their girlfirneds' heads off. So it is not really a turn on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has a tattoo:&lt;/span&gt; Ok. Orlando Bloom has one on his stomach! Digressing here. The tattoo is quite stupid actually. Who draws a sun circling their belly buttons? So lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has a tongue ring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Has Lip Ring:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;...idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hugs from behind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On. Ok. Anything. Does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kisses your neck:&lt;/span&gt; On. Probably. idk. Nobody did it before. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think young girls like to do silly stuff sometimes. Catting, bitching, gossiping, fretting, mooning...all sorts of things. The activites seem so frivolous, so brainless sometimes, yet we always find joy in them. I like crapping with my dorm mates till the middle of the night. I like laughing with my friends over the silliest jokes. I like forgetting the most important issues, and remembering all the useless details. When you are young, life seem somehow meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is also wonderful in many ways. We don't have to worry about another mouth to feed, and we need only to care about ourselves. We lead such carefree, innocent lives. Yet these are difficult to hold on. As age betrays us, somehow innocence fades away. Maybe that's why people plagiarize to climb the academic ladder. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stealing words. &lt;/span&gt;What a harsh term to use on a child. Nonetheless, we move on. What we did in our youth is nothing but blemishes of the past. It may never fade away, but we forget it with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is sad whenever I think of what remains of my teenage life. But I can never stop time, so I have to move on. I've decided that as of today, I will cherish these 3 years we all have together and make the best out of it. Study hard, play hard, fall in love, fall out of love, sit for A levels, get into a good university... Laugh when you mean it. Cry if you feel like it. Let us fight for ourselves and those around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today, I saw AIR PORK while boarding the bus at the Yishun bus interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Actually, what I saw was his profile only, so I'm not sure if it was him, but I EMPHASIZE that there was a strong resemblance. I had wanted him to sit beside me, but alas, some uh, well endowed guy took the seat beside me instead (and he sat on my skirt, what the hell -.-), so I was quite annoyed. I told Yimeng about this incident, and she was so agitated that she kicked her chair -.- Apparently she is still head over heels into him, and felt extremely disturbed over the fact that she didn't get to see him. Oh well, she has to count her blessings that at the very least, no pink pres lookalike sat on her skirt for 45 minutes of the bus trip. I mean, it is not that bad a thing. Except a little distressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to clarify one thing: I do NOT, by any chance, have a boyfriend whom I sleep with at night -.- Oh well, but the whole thing is quite funny. Esp. when Jingwen told me this afternoon. I can't stop laughing -.-&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/19938412-4502701142147086867?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4502701142147086867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4502701142147086867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4502701142147086867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4502701142147086867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/promenade-in-sky.html' title='Promenade in the sky'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5256423614904666602</id><published>2009-02-09T00:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:05:34.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day preview</title><content type='html'>I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;school sometimes. Homework. Homework. And more homework. Assignments after assignments, projects after projects. If I am ever able to clear the load, it would be a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, all the quizzes are piling up. I am so frustrated. Chemistry quiz. A possible biology quiz. And a math quiz sooner or later. If I fail another one again, I'm going to cry. Okay. Maybe not cry. Maybe I'll just sit there and stare off in space like some crazy old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cough is not leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a walking disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@$@#^%*)(_&amp;amp;^%$#_)(*&amp;amp;^%$#@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5256423614904666602?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5256423614904666602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5256423614904666602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5256423614904666602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5256423614904666602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-preview.html' title='valentine&apos;s day preview'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5924536321551318645</id><published>2009-02-08T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:14:25.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IH SIA</title><content type='html'>IH SIA IS FINALLY OVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY I CAN CRY ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grace, Yimeng, Eli and Mel for accompanying me through the 2 years of its completion. I am glad that we pulled through this immensely grueling project. I hope Mackintosh give us a decent mark ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5924536321551318645?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5924536321551318645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5924536321551318645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5924536321551318645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5924536321551318645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/ih-sia.html' title='IH SIA'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7287446944088462245</id><published>2009-02-04T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:43:58.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>us against the world</title><content type='html'>I put up my tagboard again! woohoo! But it's ugly. Ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Us against the world&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more&lt;br /&gt;I would still have you, baby&lt;br /&gt;If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fighting with you, baby&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know if I'm falling, you won't let me hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;If the boat is sinking, I know you won't let me drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what anyone could say&lt;br /&gt;This is the only place for me&lt;br /&gt;And no one could ever take that away&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could come between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)&lt;br /&gt;I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Because it's us against the world&lt;br /&gt;The world, the world&lt;br /&gt;You know it's us against the world&lt;br /&gt;The world, the world, ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I'm lost at sea 7 days I'm not alone&lt;br /&gt;If I'm holding you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;And if it all end's; everybody in the world is gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be standing with you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if it's the last breath I take&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave my kiss my with you&lt;br /&gt;If there's a wall between us, baby&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll break through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what anyone could say&lt;br /&gt;This is the only place for me&lt;br /&gt;And no one could ever take that away&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could come between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)&lt;br /&gt;I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Because it's us against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's stronger now than you and I&lt;br /&gt;Cuz your love is all I got&lt;br /&gt;And this ain't never gon' stop&lt;br /&gt;No, whoa&lt;br /&gt;There's no distance here when we're apart&lt;br /&gt;Come on in from the cold&lt;br /&gt;Lay your head on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Ride like a soldier&lt;br /&gt;I'ma stay right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sun shuts down and decided not to shine no more (No more)&lt;br /&gt;I would still have you, you, you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;If we see the last day and they say we gotta go to war (To War)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fighting with you, you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Because it's us against the world&lt;br /&gt;The world, the world&lt;br /&gt;You know it's us against the world&lt;br /&gt;The world, the world, ohh (Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/christina_milian/us_against_the_world.html" target="_blank"&gt;credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7287446944088462245?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7287446944088462245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7287446944088462245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7287446944088462245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7287446944088462245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/us-against-world.html' title='us against the world'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2727476507304089165</id><published>2009-02-03T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:03:00.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>{The academy is...} About a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;About a girl&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One song about a girl&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe when I'm around her&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait here everyday&lt;br /&gt;In case she'll scratch the surface&lt;br /&gt;She'll never notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;About a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I knew what to say&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't there to hear it&lt;br /&gt;These lines so well rehearsed&lt;br /&gt;Tongue tied and overloaded&lt;br /&gt;You never notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;About a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not your song&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;About a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be loved, to be loved&lt;br /&gt;What more could you ask for&lt;br /&gt;To be loved, to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants&lt;br /&gt;To be loved, to be loved&lt;br /&gt;What more could you ask for&lt;br /&gt;To be loved, to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Everyone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;About a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in love&lt;br /&gt;This is not your song&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna waste these words&lt;br /&gt;About a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/the_academy_is/about_a_girl.html" target="_blank"&gt;Credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2727476507304089165?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2727476507304089165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2727476507304089165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2727476507304089165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2727476507304089165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/02/academy-is-about-girl.html' title='{The academy is...} About a girl'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-102574465069255019</id><published>2009-01-31T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:43:24.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>U R Man</title><content type='html'>The Korean version of Meteor Garden is a must watch!! Kim Hyun Joong of SS501 is casted as Hanazawa Rui ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Oh yeah, check out U R Man} It's a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY THE HELL DID THEY PUT THAT STUPID ACTRESS FROM THAT DUMB CHANNEL U SHOW AS THE FEMALE LEAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS FREAKING UGLY CAN??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS HER LIPS ARE SO THIN THEY IRRITATE ME TO NO END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-102574465069255019?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/102574465069255019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=102574465069255019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/102574465069255019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/102574465069255019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/01/u-r-man.html' title='U R Man'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6306970876787049746</id><published>2009-01-23T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:38:57.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kagen no tsuki</title><content type='html'>I started reading this manga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kagen no tsuki&lt;/span&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Actually, I was quite deterred by it at first, because the cover of the book is so...morbid. However, upon closer inspection, I began to wonder why the female character would look like Nana so much. Then, after a look below the title of the manga, I realized that the author is actually Ai Yazawa. I never knew she drawn other mangas apart from Paradise Kiss and NANA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that her stories always  end up in either tragic deaths or sorrowful endings (look at how Ren turned out in NANA, so freaking sad please), yet I thought I would read it just for the sake of the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as I delve deeper into the storyline of the manga, it is actually very moving. Probably the few mangas that actually have some content. Of course, the great drawings of the manga and the fantastic (but super duper uber sad) story owes to the great work of Ai Yazawa ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read on, I also discovered that the storyline of the manga resembles the synopsis of a movie with the same title that I've encountered upon a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last quarter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The leading actor who plays Adam in the movie is Hyde ( L'Arc~en~ciel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just some random manga I've chosen to read to cure the boredom, yet coincidentally, it led me to remember the very movie that I've wanted to watch 5 years ago. I could recall being intrigued by its storyline when I first saw it been featured in the newspaper, yet no matter my eagerness, I did not manage to catch the movie in the theaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think alongside It's a Boy Girl Thing and Penelope, it is one of the few movies I've really regretted not watching. Or not knowing. Of course, I would not know the quality of the movie, but the manga is good enough to make up for my regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kagen no tsuki&lt;/span&gt; is a very sad story. And if there was some award for best short story, I think it would win hands down. Again, kudos to the great storyteller and manga-ka, Ai Yazawa. All her works are of superb quality (I can't say the same for their endings though. I HATE her endings).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana, by the way, is a great manga series ((: Too bad Nana the Movie is complete crap and the guy who plays Ren is simply ugly. But never mind, I don't mind such petty details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've started on a new manga. But Kagen no tsuki is stuck in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am determined to check out the DVD of the movie!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6306970876787049746?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6306970876787049746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6306970876787049746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6306970876787049746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6306970876787049746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/01/kagen-no-tsuki.html' title='Kagen no tsuki'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1319161229466493290</id><published>2009-01-23T18:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:14:57.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUNAR NEW YEAR!!</title><content type='html'>My 2009 is not looking great after all. So far, I've already failed 3 quizzes (bio, maths and physics), and is on the dangerous road of slacking off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever for now. I want to enjoy the 4 days break ((; HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR, EVERYONE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope yall have fun during the holidays &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1319161229466493290?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1319161229466493290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1319161229466493290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1319161229466493290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1319161229466493290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/01/lunar-new-year.html' title='LUNAR NEW YEAR!!'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3106669431981053830</id><published>2009-01-04T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:03:56.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>keeps gettin' better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is how I hope my new year would turn out to be like: &lt;strong&gt;keeps gettin' better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT like the last days of 2008, when I &lt;em&gt;screwed up my MP4, screwed up Lumix, and basically screwed up every electronic device I laid my hands on&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step back gonna come at ya fast&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving out of control&lt;br /&gt;And getting ready to crash&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop shaking up what I can&lt;br /&gt;I serve it up in a shot&lt;br /&gt;So suck it down like a man&lt;br /&gt;So baby yes I know what I am&lt;br /&gt;And no I don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be loving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I'm a super bitch&lt;br /&gt;Up to my old tricks&lt;br /&gt;But it won't last forever&lt;br /&gt;Next day I'm your super girl&lt;br /&gt;Out to save the world&lt;br /&gt;And it keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss kiss gonna tell you right now&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it sweet on the lips i'll simply knock you out&lt;br /&gt;Shut up I don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;Cuz when we both in the ring you're gonna like it my way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah baby there's a villain in me so sexy sour and sweet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be loving it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I'm a super bitch&lt;br /&gt;Up to my old tricks&lt;br /&gt;But it won't last forever&lt;br /&gt;Next day I'm your super girl&lt;br /&gt;Out to save the world&lt;br /&gt;And it keeps gettin' better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blink of an eye&lt;br /&gt;In the speed of the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold the universe up&lt;br /&gt;And make your planets collide&lt;br /&gt;When I strap on my boots&lt;br /&gt;And I slip on my suit&lt;br /&gt;You see the vixen in me&lt;br /&gt;Becomes an angel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some days I'm a super bitch&lt;br /&gt;Up to my old tricks&lt;br /&gt;But it won't last forever&lt;br /&gt;Next day I'm your super girl&lt;br /&gt;Out to save the world&lt;br /&gt;And it keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm a super bitch&lt;br /&gt;Up to my old tricks&lt;br /&gt;But it won't last forever&lt;br /&gt;Next day I'm your super girl&lt;br /&gt;Out to save the world&lt;br /&gt;And it keeps gettin' better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;Keeps gettin' better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CREDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;desperately&lt;/em&gt; needs a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new mp4&lt;/span&gt;. Preferably one with a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;textreader, video&amp;amp;photo viewer&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start saving up now. Yeehaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3106669431981053830?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3106669431981053830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3106669431981053830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3106669431981053830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3106669431981053830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2009/01/keeps-gettin-better.html' title='keeps gettin&apos; better'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4378607216226751493</id><published>2008-12-31T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:00:54.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2008 Top 10&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Being 15 years old. I want to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;forever 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;308'08 (:&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Goofing around with &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Jingwen &lt;/span&gt;(BK!!), &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yimeng&lt;/span&gt; (Who &lt;em&gt;hearts &lt;/em&gt;KT), &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yangyang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Wangyue &lt;/span&gt;(Cloud open, hehehe) and &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Yiping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; One day when I get &lt;em&gt;rich and famous and scored a hot and wealthy husband&lt;/em&gt; (AKA &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mr. Never-going-to-exists&lt;/span&gt;), I will invite yall over to my Mcmansion and we'll &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;laugh&amp;amp;gossip&amp;amp;cry&amp;amp;dowhatever&lt;/span&gt; until the crack of dawn. I will miss the days when Jingwen and Yimeng And I worry over the stupid, irritating, frustrating, pointless BIOLOGY SIA, and how a couple of &lt;strong&gt;towkays&lt;/strong&gt; destroyed our marks. Haha. And I'll miss the days when Yangyang made me sit up/stand up straight, yadayada, and talk about how she &lt;em&gt;resembles Yunho&lt;/em&gt;. Then, there are also the days when I sat beside Wangyue and we were &lt;strong&gt;slacking in class&lt;/strong&gt; and letting our minds wander when we were supposed to be paying attention. And of course hanging with Yiping, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;watching movies&lt;/span&gt;, lalalalalala... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;earthquake&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snowstorm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my hometown. - The power supply was cut off, and then water started flowing from the fridge. &lt;em&gt;Flowflowflow...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2008 Olympic Summer Games &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt; - The opening ceremony was &lt;em&gt;brilliant&lt;/em&gt;, wasn't it? Although the &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lip synching&lt;/span&gt; thing was quite embarassing, and the way China grooms her champions is &lt;strong&gt;super harsh&lt;/strong&gt;, I thought it was an &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt; event. And Singapore finally won a piece of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; silver medal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - after what, 40++ years? Yepyep. A very &lt;strong&gt;fruitful&lt;/strong&gt; year indeed :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BSP immersion program&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Jingwen, Yimeng, Yangyang, Rania And Yunxin&lt;/strong&gt; (: We had some pretty fun times huh? I'll cherish it forever (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quitting&lt;/em&gt; Japanese. - I think this is actually a wise decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fated to love you!&lt;/span&gt; - What to say? It is &lt;em&gt;thaat&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Washing dishes&lt;/span&gt; at home. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBS&lt;/strong&gt; - I &lt;3&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2009 resolutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Study harder. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;75%!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;pon CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as frequently as in 2008. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;more enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; for PSL. Although, honestly speaking, I don't see the &lt;em&gt;point&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Save &lt;strong&gt;money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be happy ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm going to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my HMT 'O' LEVELS EXAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; And no, I'm not kidding. I think Chinese is the only thing I'm actually okay at, so I'll work my ass off and do myself proud (&amp;amp; Hopefully, my father buys me a notebook. Hehe.) Moreover,  I cannot NOT ace it because then I'll have to take an extra subject in JC. Blah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4378607216226751493?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4378607216226751493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4378607216226751493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4378607216226751493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4378607216226751493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3974755670258111458</id><published>2008-12-21T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:53:10.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this part</title><content type='html'>We're driving slow&lt;br /&gt;Through the snow&lt;br /&gt;On fifth avenue&lt;br /&gt;And right now radio's&lt;br /&gt;All that we can hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we ain't talked since we left&lt;br /&gt;It's so overdue&lt;br /&gt;It's cold outside&lt;br /&gt;But between us its worse in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world slows down&lt;br /&gt;But my heart beats fast right now&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the part&lt;br /&gt;Where the end starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;Thought that we were stronger&lt;br /&gt;All we do is linger&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to try now&lt;br /&gt;All that's lefts goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;Find a way that I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take your tears&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday seven takes of the same old scene&lt;br /&gt;Seems we're bound by the laws of the same routine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta talk to you now fore we go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;But will we sleep once I tell you what's hurting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world slows down&lt;br /&gt;But my heart beats fast right now&lt;br /&gt;I know (i know) this is (this is) the part where the end starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;Thought that we were stronger&lt;br /&gt;All we do is linger&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to try now&lt;br /&gt;All that's lefts goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;Find a way that I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take your tears&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll ask me to hold on&lt;br /&gt;And carry on like nothings wrong&lt;br /&gt;But there is no more time for lies&lt;br /&gt;Cause I see sunset in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it any longer&lt;br /&gt;Thought that we were stronger&lt;br /&gt;All we do is linger&lt;br /&gt;Slipping through our fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to try now&lt;br /&gt;All that's lefts goodbye to&lt;br /&gt;Find a way that I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take these tears&lt;br /&gt;I hate this part right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/the_pussycat_dolls/i_hate_this_part.html"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3974755670258111458?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3974755670258111458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3974755670258111458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3974755670258111458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3974755670258111458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hate-this-part.html' title='I hate this part'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2543640535959219381</id><published>2008-12-19T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:31:19.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;today. Okay, so the actor was pretty hot, and the actress was well, pretty hot too. But it didn't make the film as impressionable as it would be. I mean, hello? This was supposed to be TWILIGHT, the movie I was looking forward to since the start of this year. Except for maybe &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Penelope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, which I unfortunately missed due to serious lack of money (duh, I have &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;enough for 2 bowls of Tom Yam and a packet of Justea), yet the memory of the entire movie seemed &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; vague. Like I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;watched it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know. Maybe because it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;contentless&lt;/span&gt; much?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Seriously, I think I spent 1 hour plus &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;staring at the screen, watching how Bella Swan staring at Edward Cullen with that obvious &lt;strong&gt;I'm-lusting-after-you&lt;/strong&gt; kind of look. And of course, how Edward &lt;strong&gt;stared &lt;em&gt;right &lt;/em&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt; like he was going to have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Which really was kind of funny, although it wasn't meant to be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Not that I didn't like the show. I did. It was just kind of uh, &lt;strong&gt;sloow/dumb/pointless&lt;/strong&gt;? By mid-movie, I was &lt;em&gt;popping bubblegum &lt;strong&gt;like mad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and listening to the girls (AHEM) beside me&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; coo&lt;/span&gt; over &lt;strong&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess that was supposed to be the intended effect. &lt;u&gt;Girls lusting after Edward and guys lusting after Bella.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Except that Edward actor has quite a &lt;strong&gt;huge&lt;/strong&gt; head in my opinion. Plus he had this &lt;em&gt;crazy hairdo&lt;/em&gt; that made him look like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Elvis Presley with a touch of Chicken Little&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, who even do that now? AND he &lt;em&gt;seemed &lt;/em&gt;to be quite short. Not that he is short, but the visual impact isn't really there. I thought vampires are supposed to have &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; good body proportion. But whatever, I had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;too &lt;/span&gt;high an expectation. Sure, he looks good and all, but UNLESS it is &lt;strong&gt;Orlando Bloom&lt;/strong&gt; acting, I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; think I will be dishing compliments soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;I know I'm &lt;strong&gt;biased&lt;/strong&gt;. And Orlando Bloom is&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; oold&lt;/span&gt;, yadayada. But I like him anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And Jacob seemed so... &lt;em&gt;little boy&lt;/em&gt;. Like, he just got out of&lt;strong&gt; middle&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;school&lt;/strong&gt; or something. Jacob was supposed to be TALL and built, yet the actor was kind of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;scrawny&lt;/span&gt; and well, scrawny. Maybe he will develope in New Moon or something. Whatever. That will definitely leave some time for him to find those &lt;em&gt;missing &lt;/em&gt;mucles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;UGH. And I just realized how SOON school is going to start. What makes it worse is that I have&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; finished a &lt;em&gt;freaking&lt;/em&gt; piece of homework. I have been slacking BIG time ever since the China trip, and I'm totally not remorseful .I &lt;strong&gt;should &lt;/strong&gt;be though, considering the amount of homework waiting to be done. Yet I'm still sitting here, typing away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I should get my point across that homework and festive seasons just do NOT go hand in hand. How do you &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;expect &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;me to finish &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;when Christmas is just around the corner? Hello? It is supposed to be a season to be jolly, not a season to &lt;strong&gt;cram&lt;/strong&gt; in late minute works.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Although I think I better start now or I will be facing the deadly wrath of the formidable Nanyang teachers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Haha. Funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;I made them sound like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ninja turtles&lt;/span&gt; or something. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tsk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twilight OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;nice&lt;/strong&gt;. I guess it makes up for all the movie's faults and whatnots.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muse &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;:) This was the song they played during the &lt;strong&gt;baseball scene&lt;/strong&gt; in the movie (Which was actually the most exciting AND memorable scene in the ENTIRE movie.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh baby dont you know I suffer?&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby can you hear me moan?&lt;br /&gt;You caught me under false pretenses&lt;br /&gt;How long before you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set my soul alight&lt;br /&gt;You set my soul alight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was a fool for no-one&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I'm a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;You're the queen of the superficial&lt;br /&gt;And how long before you tell the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You set my soul alight&lt;br /&gt;You set my soul alight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the 'supermassive'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You set my soul alight)&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers melting in the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;And the superstars sucked into the supermassive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;br /&gt;Supermassive black hole&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CREDIT: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricszoo.com/muse/supermassive-black-hole/"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2543640535959219381?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2543640535959219381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2543640535959219381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2543640535959219381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2543640535959219381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='twilight'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-93404553075851047</id><published>2008-12-17T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:15:14.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dum dee dum</title><content type='html'>Cuurently watching Marie Antoinette. Funny how the king and queen lived in luxury while the people are starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope Twilight will be good, though personally I think Edward is pretty ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-93404553075851047?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/93404553075851047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=93404553075851047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/93404553075851047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/93404553075851047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/dum-dee-dum.html' title='dum dee dum'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2845432318514221266</id><published>2008-12-04T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T03:32:25.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUT IT'S BETTER IF YOU DO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Xinghai had &lt;strong&gt;Sports events&lt;/strong&gt; today!!! The gymnasium was&lt;em&gt; bursting&lt;/em&gt; with Secondary Two students!!! Looks like everybody in this school is pretty sporty. Everybody was either cheering on their classmates or taking part in some form of a sports competition. Quite &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;right? Hehe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of course I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;participated&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;too :)))&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I participated by &lt;em&gt;talking and gossiping&lt;/em&gt; with the girls in the background. Blahblahblah about their &lt;strong&gt;complicated relationships&lt;/strong&gt; and yadayada. Didn't know they are&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fun :DDD They were&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;super &lt;/span&gt;on&lt;/em&gt; about gossips and such. Everything was fun and interesting. Had a great time teasing &lt;strong&gt;Jingwen&lt;/strong&gt; about &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ah Wang&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;all her &lt;em&gt;previous&lt;/em&gt; scandals&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wangyue and Yimeng were like, &lt;strong&gt;oogling at Cloud Open&lt;/strong&gt;, some random guy from my class. Apparently he is&lt;em&gt; quite popular among girls&lt;/em&gt; here in Xinghai. Ah. Little children and their little love stories. How &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Actually I think it is &lt;strong&gt;quite nice&lt;/strong&gt; to immerse here in&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Xinghai&lt;/span&gt;. The kids here are like, so young and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cuuuute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and adorable and &lt;strong&gt;PERVERTED&lt;/strong&gt;. Fluffy and light and rainbow-y :) Again, brings out the cynism in me. Sigh. I hate being old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyways, I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;salute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everyone a song by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Panic! at the disco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"But it's better if you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name&lt;br /&gt;As she sheds her skin on stage&lt;br /&gt;I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A.&lt;br /&gt;The strip joint veteran sits two away&lt;br /&gt;Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified peach and lime daiquiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;br /&gt;Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But, but I'm afraid that I&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may have faked it&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Well, I'm afraid that I&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's right, well I may have faked it&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;And isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;br /&gt;Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well, I'm afraid that I&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may have faked it&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, I'm afraid that I&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's right, well I may have faked it&lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;br /&gt;Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Praying for love and paying in naivety&lt;br /&gt;Praying for love and paying in naivety, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Credit to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/panicatthedisco/butitsbetterifyoudo.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;PANIC AT THE DISCO LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2845432318514221266?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2845432318514221266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2845432318514221266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2845432318514221266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2845432318514221266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/goldfish-fireworks.html' title='BUT IT&apos;S BETTER IF YOU DO'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5706201539426993966</id><published>2008-12-03T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:26:59.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Woops. I just realized how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;spastic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my previous posts were. They were like, what? 5 sentences max with plenty of smiley faces that were totally unnecesary? And they were super duper uber short with abolutely no constructive or otherwise comprehensive content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shall stop being a fantasizing/daydreaming/dillusional freak from now on and start publishing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;intelligent&lt;/em&gt; posts&lt;/strong&gt;. Hurray :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh. By the ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am currently stuck in&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Suzhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, where the fields are green and the sky is blue and the water is clean and nice and pretty. (I am flying back soon. ARGHHHH!!!) I am studying with the secondary 2 students in &lt;strong&gt;Xinghai school&lt;/strong&gt; and they are all so adorable and cute and GODDAMN FUNNY. This kid beside Jingwen is like, super hilarious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGBBQILU!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I miss my childhood and the good old days when I am young and cute and nice. UGHHHHHHHHHH. So irritating ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And the boy thinks Jingwen is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;married.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA. That is the funniest thing I've heard since my sister dressed herself up like a midwestern cowboy ;DD PLUSPLUS he even asked if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jingwen has a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That was damn spastic. Maybe he was just joking lah. But his whole ahem, facial expression seemed to tell otherwise. Moreover, he was giving her this very secretive smirk. Sort of like the,&lt;em&gt; I-know-something-that-you-don't-know-but-I-know&lt;/em&gt; kind of smile. Hehe. Reminds me of my sister. Laaaaalaaaa~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I haven't posted for a very long time lah. I shall post some other day. I'm currently &lt;strong&gt;super duper uber hungry&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I NEED FOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can't use MSN ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BYEBYE. Sayonara. Tada. Toodles.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm off to the moon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5706201539426993966?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5706201539426993966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5706201539426993966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5706201539426993966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5706201539426993966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/12/spastic.html' title='Spastic'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2089466670205189023</id><published>2008-11-25T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:57:06.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>skeletal</title><content type='html'>life is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filled with talks about 宾宝，天宝，阿富，阿贵，大卫，阿旺，阿强，阿斗，shindong and park yongjun blahblahblahblah ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very spastic. tstsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2089466670205189023?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2089466670205189023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2089466670205189023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2089466670205189023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2089466670205189023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/11/skeletal.html' title='skeletal'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-62363667595571476</id><published>2008-11-16T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:46:44.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mint.</title><content type='html'>I was sick for a couple of days. Went to hospital to take drips and some compressed air thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go Nanjing and Suzhou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-62363667595571476?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/62363667595571476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=62363667595571476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/62363667595571476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/62363667595571476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/11/mint.html' title='mint.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7235097180609594087</id><published>2008-11-02T15:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:50:01.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camera</title><content type='html'>MY CAMERA LENS REFUSE TO COME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO ANNOYED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7235097180609594087?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7235097180609594087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7235097180609594087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7235097180609594087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7235097180609594087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/11/camera.html' title='camera'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2626493003574867305</id><published>2008-10-30T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:06:54.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stretching</title><content type='html'>I am currently engaged in stretchings with Yangxi :) It is super duper uber useful and I can finally reach my feet for the first time since I quitted chinese dance in primary school. Oh, and Yangxi sat on me while I tried to do sit-and-reach. Anyone who needs a little help in pilates-like movements can consult Yangxi. Her sessions are very efficient :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got my results yesterday. My average is stuck at A2. 1 more miserable mark and I would have upgraded to A1----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO  IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to do:&lt;br /&gt;IH essay on globalization and the environment.&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts exposition on the differences between Singapore and China&lt;br /&gt;Maths revision exercise on trigonometry&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry worksheet&lt;br /&gt;Bio block test revision paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above is due in a week or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to do all these when in fact, today is supposed to be my last day of school??!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2626493003574867305?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2626493003574867305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2626493003574867305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2626493003574867305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2626493003574867305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/10/stretching.html' title='stretching'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6059835623640769140</id><published>2008-10-30T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:45:34.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jaychou:      in the name of father&amp;twilight's chapter 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEiYj8S8qhA&amp;amp;hl=" width="300" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jay Chou's new album is out :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I like these songs a lot. Weee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nNidYtPsmbg&amp;hl=zh_CN&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/nNidYtPsmbg&amp;hl=zh_CN&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6059835623640769140?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6059835623640769140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6059835623640769140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6059835623640769140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6059835623640769140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaychou_30.html' title='jaychou:      in the name of father&amp;twilight&apos;s chapter 7'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5029011740866926749</id><published>2008-10-30T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:41:47.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jaychou</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MEiYj8S8qhA&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jay Chou's new album is out :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I like this song a lot. Weee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5029011740866926749?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5029011740866926749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5029011740866926749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5029011740866926749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5029011740866926749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaychou.html' title='jaychou'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8304392884751841643</id><published>2008-10-28T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:49:48.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ding!</title><content type='html'>I love DBSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love SUJU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like studying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUJUSUJUSUJUSUJUSUJU &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8304392884751841643?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8304392884751841643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8304392884751841643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8304392884751841643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8304392884751841643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/10/ding.html' title='ding!'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6488563804773318633</id><published>2008-10-13T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T08:31:47.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have not blogged once since arriving in China on the 20th of September. My blog is practically dead. However, I might as well post today since my sleep is already disrupted anyway.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was actually supposed to sleep early today. I packed early and showered early and finished everything ahead of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then the laptop started going crazy and some weird Realplayer stuff started popping up whenever I use my internet explorer. I was so agitated I got Joey here to get rid of the god-knows-what-it-is.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then after various virus scans and alotof complaining, I went to Amy's room to find Jingwen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;However, no virus was detected when I came back, and the pop ups were so frustrating, I removed the whole Realplayer program from the laptop. Until now, I have no idea what happened to my laptop pre-uninstalling-of-Realplayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I seriously suspect there is some kind of virus laying dormant somewhere. I shall stop caring for now :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mirotic is nice! Yangxi always has good recommendations ;D But the whole Xiah thing is well... I shall stop agitating Yangxi :) Nonethelss, I like Changmin (Or whatever his name is spelled as) &lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Anyway, I'm movng to Beijing tomorrow. I hope they provide nicer snacks than the Kacang Puteh from SIA -.-''' But the ice cream they give us on SIA is nice!! So nice and creamy and vanilla-ish and chocolate-y and wooooooooooooooo~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;I will miss Shandong a lot :( Although I never really liked Shandong because it reminds me of the 东北大汉s from 水浒传, I think it is a quite a historical and beautiful place :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We travelled a lot the past few days, but the places we went were all especially  memorable :) 阿菁姐姐 and 刘师傅 are super duper uber friendly and nice and... 有知识!! 崔叔叔 and the 师傅 from Shanghai were very good to us too :) Maybe the next time I visit China, I will run into them. HAHA ;DD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;I have not been copying notes these past few days. I must have accumulated quite a pile -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I sweared today. ICANTBELIEVEISWEARED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OMG. Me and my humongous mouth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6488563804773318633?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6488563804773318633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6488563804773318633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6488563804773318633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6488563804773318633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-9070291836628965226</id><published>2008-09-16T04:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:32:59.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is...</title><content type='html'>my mom refuse to let me pack my nice nice stretchy stretchy blue-ish cowboy (??) jeans. in the end, i am stuck with her puke coloured straight cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wtf please -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i have like a 1000 things unpacked. and i am bringing my sister's hello kitty pouch because my strawberry shortcake pouch is missing and i need a safe place to put my wallet, phone, etc. the best place is of course in front of the chest, thus the pouches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to bring that gay purple bag they gave it to us because i'm afraid they will prey on my nice nice bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will go there looking like a 50 years old ah ma. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am kind of incoherent nowadays because my mind is in a mess and my brain does not seem to function well. how sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-9070291836628965226?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/9070291836628965226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=9070291836628965226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9070291836628965226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/9070291836628965226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is.html' title='this is...'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7445596620955647793</id><published>2008-09-12T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:23:34.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>I borrowed the new Fujitsu from school. It is very uh, new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7445596620955647793?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7445596620955647793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7445596620955647793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7445596620955647793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7445596620955647793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/09/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3671963356832460582</id><published>2008-09-11T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:10:11.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>next saturday</title><content type='html'>I'm flying next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to a lot of places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stuck in the satellite school with some other students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to look like hyori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn sexy can -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and marry a hot guy like jonny depp. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-randoming-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3671963356832460582?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3671963356832460582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3671963356832460582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3671963356832460582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3671963356832460582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-saturday.html' title='next saturday'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3054681832539146368</id><published>2008-09-04T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:12:01.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't do retail therapy.</title><content type='html'>I'm bored to tears at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A splitting migraine the size of Alaska is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Korean Ghosts Stories (Otherwise known as Hometown legends) this morning. It was quite uh, interesting. Wasn't very scary though. I mean, how scary can a nine tailed fox get? -rolls eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quit Japanese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revise for the maths retest. How dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revise for redox quiz. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revise for trigonometry quiz. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prepare my luggage for the China trip. Honestly, I haven't prepared a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like, go and catch a movie or something. Maybe tomorrow? Hm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to stay un-bored by watching Burnin' Up over and over and over again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Funny how my parents think I'm fat. Yet they keep telling me to eat more whenever we have a meal together. And I ALWAYS end up eating more than my mother because I am ALWAYS the one to polish off the leftover rice and vegetables. Sometimes I had to eat up all the red meat too. Except I hate red meat. I don't really like beef. Or pork. Or salmon. I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hate&lt;/span&gt; salmon. Is salmon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; red meat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get some yogurt. But I don't really have any money now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'll get some grapes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3054681832539146368?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3054681832539146368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3054681832539146368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3054681832539146368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3054681832539146368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-do-retail-therapy.html' title='i don&apos;t do retail therapy.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3259926705671821472</id><published>2008-09-03T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:02:01.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I Grow Up - Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys call you sexy&lt;br /&gt;And you don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;See everytime you turn around they screaming your name&lt;br /&gt;Boys call you sexy&lt;br /&gt;And you don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;See everytime you turn around they screaming your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got a confession&lt;br /&gt;When I was young I wanted attention&lt;br /&gt;And I promised myself that I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;Anything at all for them to notice me&lt;br /&gt;But I aint complaining&lt;br /&gt;We all wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and say what you wanna say&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what its like to be nameless&lt;br /&gt;Want them to know what your name is&lt;br /&gt;Cus see when I was younger I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a star&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the world&lt;br /&gt;Drive nice cars&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have groupies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on tv&lt;br /&gt;People know me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;Number one chick when I step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They use to tell me I was silly&lt;br /&gt;Until I popped up on the t.v&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to be a superstar&lt;br /&gt;And knew that singing songs would get me this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't complaining&lt;br /&gt;We all wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and say what you wanna say&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what its like to be nameless&lt;br /&gt;Want them to know what your name is&lt;br /&gt;Cus see when I was younger I would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a star&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the world&lt;br /&gt;Drive nice cars&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have groupies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on tv&lt;br /&gt;People know me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;Number one chick when I step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see them staring at me&lt;br /&gt;Oh im a trendsetter&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is true cus what I do, no one can do it better&lt;br /&gt;You can talk about me, cus im a hot topic&lt;br /&gt;I see you watching me watching me and I know you want it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a star&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the world&lt;br /&gt;Drive nice cars&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have groupies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on tv&lt;br /&gt;People know me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;Number one chick when I step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be famous&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a star,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the world&lt;br /&gt;Drive nice cars&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have groupies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Be on tv&lt;br /&gt;People know me&lt;br /&gt;Be on magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grow up&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and clean&lt;br /&gt;Number one chick when I step out on the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for cus you just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;courtesy of elyricsworld.com&lt;/span&gt;&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/19938412-3259926705671821472?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3259926705671821472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3259926705671821472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3259926705671821472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3259926705671821472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-i-grow-up-pussycat-dolls-boys-call.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3734720951102517153</id><published>2008-08-29T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:30:25.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>china :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This are the list of stuff I have bought and is going to bring to the china trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 sweatshirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lumix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;phone (duh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The list if pathetic. I still need the followings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a pair of leather boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a lot of leg warmers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a scarf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more hoodies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;But then again, I'm staying there for 3 months. I can buy everything there for all I care. The most important thing are the boots AND the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will die without the laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going shopping tomorrow with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom &amp;amp; I's most frequently visited shops:&lt;br /&gt;Esprit&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rarely shop elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my father likes Esprit too. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\@_@/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT TO QUIT JAPANESE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of learning Japanese. I'm tired of worrying whether I have to take the EOYs or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3734720951102517153?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3734720951102517153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3734720951102517153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3734720951102517153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3734720951102517153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/china-d.html' title='china :D'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-146906475085290174</id><published>2008-08-29T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T04:12:51.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KXXXXX TXX</title><content type='html'>This retard (KXXXX TXX) scolded yours truly yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he enjoys his time in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go back to primary school today. Maybe I should've gone. But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-146906475085290174?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/146906475085290174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=146906475085290174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/146906475085290174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/146906475085290174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/kxxxxx-txx.html' title='KXXXXX TXX'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5414465261565267571</id><published>2008-08-27T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:20:29.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>admiralty</title><content type='html'>Seems like everybody in class wants to go back to their primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't really feel the need to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years down the road, I will definitely want to visit Nanyang again.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't say the same for Admiralty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so different. I love Nanyang. I love 308'08. Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really love Admiralty. I don't really love my class. I like it enough but not much.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, some teachers always pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the teachers in Nanyang do not piss me off on a day to day basis -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've grown to -ahem- tolerate  them.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;I have vaccination today and I forgot to bring my HEALTH BOOKLET!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5414465261565267571?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5414465261565267571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5414465261565267571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5414465261565267571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5414465261565267571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/admiralty.html' title='admiralty'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4583195017611152799</id><published>2008-08-27T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T03:25:23.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strange</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to sue the bus company if I get molested one more time on 852.&lt;br /&gt;Like, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand why old men like to prey on young girls. Maybe they are deprived or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really understand why young men are so disgusting nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they enjoy putting their hands on my back so much???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are freak porn sites that pop out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#%!@#$^$%@&amp;amp;^%*&amp;amp;)(*_P#^$%&amp;amp;^(&amp;amp;*)_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The above happened some time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4583195017611152799?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4583195017611152799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4583195017611152799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4583195017611152799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4583195017611152799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/strange.html' title='strange'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6892472495632860288</id><published>2008-08-24T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T18:07:51.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>language arts lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm currently in the library, trying to think of something up for the language arts essay that we have to complete by the end of this period. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but apparently i'm digressing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eeyer. i hate language arts lesson!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;\@_@/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6892472495632860288?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6892472495632860288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6892472495632860288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6892472495632860288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6892472495632860288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/language-arts-lesson.html' title='language arts lesson'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7942166490954222942</id><published>2008-08-23T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:33:17.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't hate you.</title><content type='html'>i'm bored. i'm bored. i'm damn bored lah. walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7942166490954222942?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7942166490954222942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7942166490954222942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7942166490954222942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7942166490954222942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-hate-you.html' title='i don&apos;t hate you.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-252201776549341552</id><published>2008-08-23T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T00:57:40.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>money.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I owe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a lot &lt;/span&gt;of people&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; money&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I owe Amy &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. Amy is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so nice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I owe Wangyue &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;god-knows-how-much&lt;/span&gt; money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I owe the class fund&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;$20&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And after 3 years, I still owe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;$17&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I seriously wonder &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when&lt;/span&gt; I am going to pay him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Maybe I shouldn't have exploited his kindheartedness in the first place -.-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AIYAH. I DON'T KNOW LAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE A LOT OF MONEY ISSUES RECENTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-252201776549341552?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/252201776549341552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=252201776549341552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/252201776549341552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/252201776549341552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/money.html' title='money.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7493325146184347410</id><published>2008-08-18T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T08:08:46.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be asleep by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good girls sleep by 9&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I am staying up late today to finish the final draft of my Chinese SIA ppt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a relatively &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;relaxed/pissed/confused/irritated&lt;/span&gt; kind of mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very ironic&lt;/span&gt; person. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did well for the last chemistry quiz, though I have no idea how to do a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;SINGLE&lt;/span&gt; question, I actually managed to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; guess&lt;/span&gt; all the mcq questions correctly and completed the open ended ones &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;based on instinct&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7493325146184347410?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7493325146184347410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7493325146184347410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7493325146184347410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7493325146184347410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/baa.html' title='baa'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6676689745003655251</id><published>2008-08-15T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:04:47.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S'PORE :D &amp; turkey club</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;finally secured its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;Olympic medal&lt;/span&gt; since the... stone age? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;DAMN EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; NOW :DDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nerve wrecking&lt;/span&gt; when I watched the match between Feng TW and the South Korean girl. The third match was such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;close win&lt;/span&gt; ((: However, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Korean girl's efforts was also &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;commendable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D She put on such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;brave fight&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I think Singapore will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pitting against &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHINA&lt;/span&gt; for the Gold medal&lt;/span&gt;. Since it is pretty difficult for them to secure a win... Uh, I still hope them all the best. I really &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHINA&lt;/span&gt; to get a gold so that it can &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;fulfill its dream of getting &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;45 golds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;gymnastics was dazzling&lt;/span&gt;. I saw lots of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;beautiful girls with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;lots to give&lt;/span&gt; the judges and the audience&lt;/span&gt;. I especially liked &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yang Yilin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Shawn Johnson&lt;/span&gt;. They were &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;so good&lt;/span&gt;! But Shawn Johnson's teammate clinched a gold. Though I forgot what her name is... LOL. But she is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;damn pretty&lt;/span&gt; okay??! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gymnasts are all so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;graceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE THE BEIJING OLYMPICS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;308'08 won the interclass debate&lt;/span&gt; today. They put on such an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;entertaining&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;educational &lt;/span&gt;show ((: And Shuting &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;won the best speaker thing&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Congrats&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;everyone in the 308'08 debate team&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wangyue &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt; were like, getting entertained at the back of class 307. LALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the computer lab so that Jingwen can print her stuff. The computers auto-shut down and she couldn't print, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Mr. Chiang helped her&lt;/span&gt;. 8 pages!!! Haha. He was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;so kind&lt;/span&gt; ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; EVER SINCE I KNEW THAT I PASSED MY PHYSICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;real relief &lt;/span&gt;please. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nearly cried&lt;/span&gt; when Ms. Ang was walking around giving us back our practical worksheets during the quiz yesterday. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;THOUGHT&lt;/span&gt; it was our&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; test paper&lt;/span&gt;. My heart &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;literally stopped&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the quiz, i realized my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;calculator was in the radian mode&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. But I think I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lost 2 marks&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;forgot to put the degree sign&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; just left my answers to 3 sig. figs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I FOUNDED THE 火鸡 CLUB TODAY. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6676689745003655251?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6676689745003655251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6676689745003655251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6676689745003655251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6676689745003655251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/spore-d-turkey-club.html' title='S&apos;PORE :D &amp; turkey club'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4144848059277581375</id><published>2008-08-14T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T06:52:03.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>physics</title><content type='html'>i passed my physics by 1 mark!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i'm like, damn amazed right now. i had been worrying about my physics block test results since its completion. i was even more mortified when ms. ang said that there is someone getting 29. i was so goddamn WORRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i passed my 60% i nearly died of anxiety please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to those taking physics, which is like, the 17 people in our miserably small class, LETS ALL JIAYOU OKAY?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4144848059277581375?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4144848059277581375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4144848059277581375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4144848059277581375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4144848059277581375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/physics.html' title='physics'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-2883327563844498282</id><published>2008-08-07T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T04:53:30.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yada yada</title><content type='html'>MY PARENTS ARE NAGGING ME ABOUT MY STUDIES AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPARENTLY THEY ARE VERY APPALLED WITH MY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, ACTUALLY, I MYSELF IS VERY APPALLED WITH MY RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-2883327563844498282?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/2883327563844498282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=2883327563844498282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2883327563844498282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/2883327563844498282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/yada-yada.html' title='yada yada'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7756506406168492201</id><published>2008-08-07T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T04:47:46.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogthings. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Handwriting Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/handwriting.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a laid back person with rather low energy. You aren't lazy... you *are* sensitive and empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are reserved and not very outgoing. You are deeply thoughtful and introspective. You have a lot of control over your actions and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very detail oriented and meticulous. You are a careful thinker and a true intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't a lot of space, and you prefer to spend time with others. You are a little nosy and intrusive. You sometimes don't give people enough space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat traditional, but you are also open to change. You listen to your head and your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a poor communicator. No one really knows exactly what you're getting at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Handwriting Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to say that the above is not entirely true.&lt;br /&gt;I am not very meticulous, neither am i very detail oriented. but my hand writing does look somewhat alike. I know it is totally squiggly. But i like it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I'm feeling very bored today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are The Chariot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/chariot.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You represent a difficult battle, and a well-deserved victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to struggle to get what you want, both internally and externally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You excel at controlling opposing forces, getting down the same path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, you bring glory and success  - using pure will to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is great conflict in your life right now, either with yourself or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must find a solution to this conflict, which is likely to be a "middle road" between the two forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses the skills to triumph over these struggles, as long as your will is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are transforming your inner self, building a better foundation for future successes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/"&gt;What Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Immature&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouimmaturequiz/mature-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a big baby living in the body of an adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although people may think your pajamas all day routine is cute, it gets old pretty fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouimmaturequiz/"&gt;Are You Immature?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Inner Retro Girl Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatretrogirlareyouquiz/1950s-pinup.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1950s Pinup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatretrogirlareyouquiz/"&gt;What Retro Girl Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7756506406168492201?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7756506406168492201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7756506406168492201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7756506406168492201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7756506406168492201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogthings-haha.html' title='blogthings. haha.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6400741767326941507</id><published>2008-08-02T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:51:54.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lala :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The person who passed you this quiz is&lt;/span&gt; WANGYUE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is...&lt;/span&gt; classmate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her... &lt;/span&gt;hilarious, entertaining, friendly, helpful, amitabha-ish :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing she has done for you...&lt;/span&gt; tolerate all my amitabha foolishness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The most memorable words she has said to you... &lt;/span&gt;not sure -.- erm, "不要再写'amitabha'和'我是佛祖派来的了'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will..&lt;/span&gt;. I'll die laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. If she becomes your lover, things she should improve on...&lt;/span&gt; I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. If she becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;/span&gt; sad T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. If she becomes your enemy, the reason will be...&lt;/span&gt; writing a lot of 'amitabha' and '我是佛祖派来的了' and "save the earth" and drawing a dozen ugly looking mother earth on her stationary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for her now is..&lt;/span&gt;. write more stuff on her stationary ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Your overall impression of her is...&lt;/span&gt; entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt; weird? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. The characteristics you love about yourself are...&lt;/span&gt; happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. On the contrary, the characteristics you hate about yourself are&lt;/span&gt;... fat and shapeless and brainless. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is......&lt;/span&gt; Angelina Jolie! Okay, i'll leave that role to Jingwen, since she loooves Brad pitt (Wink wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them...&lt;/span&gt; I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ytene!&lt;br /&gt;2. yimeng!&lt;br /&gt;3.wangyue!&lt;br /&gt;4.jingwen!&lt;br /&gt;5.lingxuan!&lt;br /&gt;6.shiqi!&lt;br /&gt;7.camelia!&lt;br /&gt;8. jiali!&lt;br /&gt;9.yiqiong!&lt;br /&gt;10.wanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18.Who is no.6(shiqi) having a relationship with at the moment?&lt;/span&gt; JT. Except he is getting married to ehem, you-know-who Biels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Is no.9 (yiqiong) a male or female? &lt;/span&gt;a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. If no.7 (camelia) and 10(wanda) are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt; i'll pity wanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. How about no.8 (jiali) and 5 (lingxuan)?&lt;/span&gt; i don't know, they are ALL girls. hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. What is no.2 (yimeng) studying?&lt;/span&gt; hehe. uh, same as yours truly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3 (wangyue)? friday?&lt;/span&gt; friday! :D but then again, we talk almost everyday. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. What kind of music band does no.8 (jiali) like?&lt;/span&gt; she likes rock i think. linkin' park and michael jackson and eminem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Will you woo no.3(wangyue) ?&lt;/span&gt; ...not likely (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. How about no.7 (camelia)?&lt;/span&gt; haha. funny but no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. Is no.4 (jingwen) single?&lt;/span&gt; she &lt;3 brad pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. What is the hobby of no.4(jingwen)?&lt;/span&gt; talking about how she loves brad pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Do no.5(lingxuan) and 9(yiqiong) get along well?&lt;/span&gt; should be lah. both of them so smart and sisterly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. Where is no.2 (yimeng) studying at?&lt;/span&gt; NYGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. Say something casually about no.1(ytene).&lt;/span&gt; really, uh, mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34. Have you tried developing feelings for no.8 (jiali)?&lt;/span&gt; no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Where does no.9 (laozhe) live at?&lt;/span&gt; somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36. What colour does no.4(jingwen) like?&lt;/span&gt; any colour that brad pitt likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. Are no.5(lingxuan) and 1(ytene) best friends?&lt;/span&gt; you can say that i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does no.7(camelia) like no.2 (yimeng)? DOTS -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39. How do you get to know no.2(yimeng) ? &lt;/span&gt;jap class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. Does no.1 have any pets (ytene)? &lt;/span&gt;she'll probably kill the pet please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. Is no.7(camelia) the sexiest girl in the world?&lt;/span&gt; self proclaimed guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. Do you think its possible if no.4(jingwen) and no.5(lingxuan) date each other?&lt;/span&gt; haha. then they will be talking about god-knows-what-choir-stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;43. Say something more about no.6(shiqi)&lt;/span&gt; ... funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;44. what is your relationship with no.9 (yiqiong) &lt;/span&gt;... cousin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45. List all the schools that no.1 to no.10 are in and originally from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.ytene: adps, nygh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.yimeng: rps, nygh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.wang yue: lhps (??), nygh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.jingwen:  jps, nygh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. lingxuan: dqps, nygh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. shiqi: rps, nygh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.camelia: chij, nygh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.jiali, xxps (LOL), nygh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.yiqiong: xxxx, yyyy (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.wanda: rps (rosyth), nygh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;46. What would you do if no.10 (wanda)hates you?&lt;/span&gt; uh, no more guides cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. Which of the following are in a relationship?&lt;/span&gt; jingwen. with brad pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. How did you first meet no.3 (tong)?&lt;/span&gt; 308'08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How would you react if no.3 (wangyue) and no.10 (wanda) are together? uh, WW. haha. the WW pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. Last question! What would you do if no.4 (jingwen) tells you she(he) is pregnant? &lt;/span&gt;laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6400741767326941507?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6400741767326941507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6400741767326941507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6400741767326941507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6400741767326941507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/lala-d.html' title='lala :D'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8780517450691943706</id><published>2008-08-02T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T19:30:23.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interests</title><content type='html'>I have acquired two new loves: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;The Chinese Singer&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Korean Manhwa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bride of the water god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; singer. The first time I heard her sing was when I was watching MTV Asia. Although the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;was in Japanese&lt;/span&gt;, I kind of suspect that she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a Chinese&lt;/span&gt;. After all, her singing technique &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sounded a little like Leena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when she is singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;青藏高原&lt;/span&gt;, what with all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;super duper high notes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;shrill (but nice, okay) voice&lt;/span&gt;. So I thought, hey, maybe this girl is a Chinese. So I googled her. And she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;IS indeed a Chinese&lt;/span&gt;, which is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally cool&lt;/span&gt; right? I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;any Japanese singer can sing like she does&lt;/span&gt;. I mean, a lot of Japanese singers can&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; sing well&lt;/span&gt;, but most of them can't hit high notes. I don't know. Maybe because they are islanders, so they &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;don't really have huge lung capacity&lt;/span&gt;? Okay, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;being so discriminatory&lt;/span&gt; here. But then again, it is quite true. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tibetan like Alan can hit very, very high notes easily&lt;/span&gt;. But it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sounds very unique&lt;/span&gt;. Japanese singers who can hit high notes, like Amuro Namie, have&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a rich voice and volume &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;(This is like some hair product advertisement)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;so different &lt;/span&gt;from Alan, because&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Alan's voice is very 高吭&lt;/span&gt;, so I think you can&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;easily distinguish her from the crowd&lt;/span&gt;. Plus, she is the singer &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;who sang the Red Cliff theme song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! The songs she sang are all very melodious and powerful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;The bride of the water god&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Korean manhwa&lt;/span&gt;. I suspect that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;author based it on a Chinese legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because the names in the Manhwa is&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very similar to Chinese fictional characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Like&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Habaek sounds like 河伯&lt;/span&gt;, as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hooye to 后翼&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Plus, Hooye is the best archer)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Suh-wang mo to 西王母&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nakbin to 洛冰&lt;/span&gt;. I think it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;very cool of the author to base the Manhwa on Chinese legends and stuff&lt;/span&gt;, but sometimes I find it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;kind of irritating&lt;/span&gt; that she should use these Chinese characters &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;without first knowing their respective stories&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But of course, she &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;might not be using the Chinese legends as a basis at all&lt;/span&gt;, but the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Manhwa really bore many similarities&lt;/span&gt;. I know that many people nowadays like to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;make use of Chinese entities in their own creations&lt;/span&gt;, but then sometimes, these &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese characters/stories/blah blah blah turned out so wrong&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what they originally were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I think they can&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; easily mislead people of other cultures who does not understand what they truly meant&lt;/span&gt;. Which is sad, really. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I'm not referring to the bride of the water god here&lt;/span&gt;, because I find this Manhwa very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;赏心悦目&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;养眼&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goong &lt;/span&gt;(Manhwa of course) &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EHB&lt;/span&gt; (SuJu ver.) are still at the top of my entertainment list! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8780517450691943706?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8780517450691943706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8780517450691943706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8780517450691943706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8780517450691943706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/08/interests.html' title='interests'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-397365139297720828</id><published>2008-07-31T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:04:23.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate block tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate block tests, thats for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-397365139297720828?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/397365139297720828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=397365139297720828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/397365139297720828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/397365139297720828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-block-tests.html' title='i hate block tests'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4110751944050778152</id><published>2008-07-25T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:46:51.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey gossip girl?</title><content type='html'>We are all strangers with ourselves. I don't even think I understand myself that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the trip to China, I will definitely do some self reflection, think about what I want to be when I grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4110751944050778152?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4110751944050778152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4110751944050778152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4110751944050778152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4110751944050778152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-gossip-girl.html' title='hey gossip girl?'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6609998308016120466</id><published>2008-07-16T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:29:52.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENTATION X</title><content type='html'>My poor toe suffered heavy injuries yesterday after a chair fell onto them. It was excruciatingly painful. I couldn't walk properly. And my left knee kind of twisted itself. So basically I was walking around with a limp all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I fell down again. I was running to catch the damn 852 and slipped. I scrapped yet another knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, life is so boring nowadays. The block tests are coming and everyone is mugging like there is no tomorrow. It is so damn irritating please. I just can't find enough energy to revise like the rest. Like, the feeling you get when you can't be bothered to lift your ass off the chair? Yeah, that's how I feel now. Totally lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like chemistry nowadays. Not because it is easy to do, because it certainly is not. But I think it is my favorite subject of all the three sciences I've been taking. Physics is too weird  for me - I can't seem to do dynamics or work and moments. And biology just gets on my nerves. It is a tiresome subject. Plus the assignments they give us are totally useless in helping us to understand the respective topics. I can't seem to ace a single practical worksheet. That has been my personal sore spot since year start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to hate Language Arts too. I have no idea why. Maybe because the syllabus is too tough? I could not understand unseen texts as well as I could before. I used to like Language Arts because it is fun. But right now, with so much workload and obligations, the Language Arts assignments just seem totally redundant. Truth be told, I find that it takes up a lot of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths is okay. Miss Li Is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I'll probably fail the coming maths block test. But whatever, I shall take one step at a time. I guess I can't really say much huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall go change my Blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6609998308016120466?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6609998308016120466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6609998308016120466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6609998308016120466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6609998308016120466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/07/presentation-x.html' title='PRESENTATION X'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8453172520851882933</id><published>2008-07-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:44:46.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a lie too</title><content type='html'>I need to finish my trigonometry and graphs worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the other topics in mathematics, I hate these two the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have the time, I would draft out a chart based on the maths topics I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, functions and relations would always top the chart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why would any sane person be thinking about f(x) or f inverse? Or composite functions and domains and range?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yada Yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like maths better than IH though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate IH. I HATE INTEGRATED HUMANITIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of having to study conflicts and welfare and blah blah blah irks me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to get an A1 for maths this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE MONTHS TO SEPTEMBER AND I'LL BE FLYING OFF TO CHINA!&lt;br /&gt;3 months will be a long time ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the immersion program will earn me a lot of food and goodies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8453172520851882933?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8453172520851882933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8453172520851882933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8453172520851882933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8453172520851882933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-lie-too.html' title='it&apos;s a lie too'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8657608057118272022</id><published>2008-06-29T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T03:42:26.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Goong the manhwa series is a lot better than the drama version, Princess Hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The male lead, shin, is much hotter under the author's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, not that the actor is very ugly. I just thought that he looks better when he is not smiling... somehow, when he smiles, his face gets kind of...distorted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the characters aside, the manhwa is just so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&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/19938412-8657608057118272022?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8657608057118272022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8657608057118272022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8657608057118272022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8657608057118272022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/goong.html' title='goong'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-3346811885626175429</id><published>2008-06-19T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:25:03.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on saturday</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was family day - a day when my father go all rar rar on the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my sister graced this grubby earth with her eternally foreboding presence, my father became this guy who suddenly was aware of the care and love around him. Once or twice in a month, he will get into one of those typical "I'm-a-family man-hear-me-roar" kind of mood. Not that it is a bad thing. Every weekend we will go to one of those parks and run. And sometimes, if he is in a particularly good mood, or one of the members in the family is in a particularly bad mood, he will bring us somewhere to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was what happened on Saturday. We went to Vivo city. Nothing much happened though. We wanted to catch Kung Fu Panda, but all the time slots were full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked from Vivo to Clementi, which was quite a feat. And then from Clementi, we took a bus to Causeway, ate dinner at Macdonald's, and watched Kung Fu Panda there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty nice and all, except I couldn't get over the fact that they ended the fight between Po and Tai Lang so hurriedly. But whatever. I guess all family shows are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously buy a new pair of jeans. Laa laa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-3346811885626175429?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/3346811885626175429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=3346811885626175429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3346811885626175429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/3346811885626175429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-saturday.html' title='on saturday'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4388041106880862878</id><published>2008-06-17T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:00:23.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4388041106880862878?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4388041106880862878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4388041106880862878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4388041106880862878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4388041106880862878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7564872426459430376</id><published>2008-06-14T22:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:48:38.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uncensored</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="120"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HN_vQIYuXdA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HN_vQIYuXdA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="224"&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/19938412-7564872426459430376?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7564872426459430376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7564872426459430376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7564872426459430376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7564872426459430376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/l.html' title='uncensored'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4547301738345458525</id><published>2008-06-13T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:39:31.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>que sera sera</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I LOST MY USB CABLE FOR MY MP4!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW, I CANNOT CHARGE MY MP4, AND NEITHER CAN I READ MY FILES. WTF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND A FREAKING YP T9 USB CABLE IS LIKE, $10++. I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE MONEY TO BUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Que sera sera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When I was just a little girl&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mother, what will I be&lt;br /&gt;Will I be pretty, will I be rich&lt;br /&gt;Here's what she said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours, to see&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I fell in love&lt;br /&gt;I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead&lt;br /&gt;Will we have rainbows, day after day&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my sweetheart said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours, to see&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have children of my own&lt;br /&gt;They ask their mother, what will I be&lt;br /&gt;Will I be handsome, will I be rich&lt;br /&gt;I tell them tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be, will be&lt;br /&gt;The future's not ours, to see&lt;br /&gt;Que Sera, Sera&lt;br /&gt;What will be, will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think people who organize events should have one thing clear: The success and failure of an event is entirely up to YOU. Because YOU will be the one planning the event, and YOU will be the one overlooking it as well. So if it does not go according to whatever you have in your head, then what can I do? Soothe your mangled soul and rock you to bed? If you never made clear what was to be expected of us in the first place, then DON'T expect it to happen. You can complain about the attitudes and slip shot behavior all you want to. Because the truth is, life is a bitch. So get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The post isn't really directed to any specific person. So if you want to speculate, speculate all you want to.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/19938412-4547301738345458525?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4547301738345458525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4547301738345458525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4547301738345458525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4547301738345458525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/dum-dee-dum.html' title='que sera sera'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8730968073424535417</id><published>2008-06-08T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:59:19.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me, kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tong Meng&lt;br /&gt;5 ft 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 5: doctor. I guess that's every 5 years olds' dream huh.&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 10: fashion designer. i was really fascinated by the colorful blings and swirly cocktails.&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 12: a journalist.&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 13: air attendant. i don't know. i thought the kebaya was pretty neat and all.&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 15, part 1: a talent scout. hey, what can i say? i have an eye for talents! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 15, part 2: a model. I figured that instead of discovering some unknown talents, why not discover myself? Hey, I will never know if I had some inner Tyra Banks!&lt;br /&gt;ambition at age 16: probably some hot shot stuck up neurosurgeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimate vision in life: to get rich, stop feeding off my two uber annoying parents. Buy them a five star condo. Try not to be jealous of my sister's greatness. yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate mission in life: to bring justice and light to this world. Destroy all sources of evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8730968073424535417?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8730968073424535417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8730968073424535417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8730968073424535417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8730968073424535417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/kiss-me-kate.html' title='kiss me, kate'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-740449149269483060</id><published>2008-06-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:14:48.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>collie and danny</title><content type='html'>There were once a pair of lovers, a guy and a girl - they are NOT homosexuals- walking on the beaches of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl with name Collie, guy with name Danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound like names of dogs eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh, the story goes on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-740449149269483060?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/740449149269483060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=740449149269483060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/740449149269483060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/740449149269483060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/collie-and-danny.html' title='collie and danny'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-99611528177430724</id><published>2008-06-08T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T06:10:04.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>epiphany</title><content type='html'>The term break is slowly coming to an end. Thinking back, I've really been nothing at home but slack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I'm going back to school to settle this whole Service Learning project briefing. Apparently I'm supposed to be this shark for the children's play. If I'm not participating in this whole weirdo kid play, I might have found it funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, who wants to be a goddamn SHARK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I could have settled for a narrator or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, why is our service learning project on kids?! I mean, kids are lively and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 6 years old sibling at home, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday, we are supposed to do the actual thing. Hang out with kids, be buddy buddy.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be fun, I guess. I just hope that they don't annoy me. I don't really dislike kids. They are all adorable and cute and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I have a whole bundle of joy and laughter and sunshine at home to accompany me till the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Tong Jing. -insert eye rolling here-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Welcome to my life - or the lack thereof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-99611528177430724?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/99611528177430724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=99611528177430724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/99611528177430724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/99611528177430724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/epiphany.html' title='epiphany'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-614806956786508715</id><published>2008-06-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T19:13:22.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ambivalent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If I ever had the chance to stay in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;United states&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going to try my luck in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;becoming one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those fur characters&lt;/span&gt; (You know, like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chip &amp;amp; Dale&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;work in Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I need to complete the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chinese SIA presentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;final product &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Physics SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;no idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what it is about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biology SIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(As quoted from my beloved biology teacher, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Your report is worse than a secondary one product.&lt;/span&gt;" Need I say more?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maths SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Well, this is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relatively easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All&lt;/span&gt; I have to do is to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;figure out the solutions to the four problems&lt;/span&gt;. Ha. Seriously, WHY DO I EVEN HAVE TO DO AMES??! All I need to do is look at Euler's face and I can feel the weight of the book. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;AND I don't even remember getting a certificate for the completion of my Newton series last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IH SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;don't particularly care&lt;/span&gt; about this one. Simply put, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I hate integrated humanities.&lt;/span&gt; I don't understand why they feel the need to include this in the program. Can't they just offer us the option of choosing geography and History? That would be so much easier. I would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely pick history &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;Who rather learn about meanders than the Tsarina's secret affairs?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Trigonometry and Statistics homework.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That is a total of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;30 pages&lt;/span&gt; for you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kudos to those maths teachers, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I will now be spending the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;rest of my life&lt;/span&gt; finishing off those sums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try and figure out a way of doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;coordinate geometry &lt;/span&gt;without ripping my own head off. &lt;/span&gt;Although we learnt this topic like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;five centuries ago&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I still have the amazing ability to screw things up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complete Chinese book reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yawn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Chemistry assignment 13 to 16&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;That is like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IH Assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;REVISION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really, my teachers are so nice, they even wished me a happy holidays and asked me to rest well, so as to fully prepare ourselves for the upcoming block tests. That is like, very nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-614806956786508715?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/614806956786508715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=614806956786508715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/614806956786508715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/614806956786508715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/06/ambivalent.html' title='ambivalent'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-948674687437120853</id><published>2008-05-30T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:00:20.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bsp camp</title><content type='html'>i went back on the second night so i don't really have anything to say. but i think it was quite a well planned camp. at least there are tea breaks in between the talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in group 3. again, i have nothing to say because there were not much interactions between the group members. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the facilitators seemed to have a lot more fun than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know why i'm talking about the bsp camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-________________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-948674687437120853?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/948674687437120853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=948674687437120853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/948674687437120853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/948674687437120853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/bsp-camp.html' title='bsp camp'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6969409625249509540</id><published>2008-05-30T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T07:08:16.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teen drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like unknown singers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u like the oldies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I LEAD A VERY SAD LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M LIKE, 15, AND ALL I WORRY ABOUT IS HOMEWORK, WOMEWORK, AND MORE HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHILE OTHER GIRLS ACROSS THE GLOBE WORRY ABOUT BOYFREINDS, TOENAILS AND PROMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE FISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imlike. deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT ONLY DEPRIVED. I FEEL AS IF I LEAD A HERMIT LIFE OR SOMETHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS LIKE,why am i stuck here in singapore, slogging my way through homework and the girls in america get anorexia and break dance in school dance'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i want to break dance or have anorexia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not simply sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls in neighbourhood schls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls in better schls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as they are not in top schls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-censored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-censored-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, like cheap spin offs of jenny doll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of low class. and speak rotten english. not that i speak good english. but whenever they act bitchy, they seem to spout crap in broken half slangs. which irritates me. -_____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DEPRIVED AND SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MIGHT AS WELL JOIN A NUNNERY AND STAY THERE TILL I DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they have more fun than us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least they get to go out at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they get to have sleepovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they get to dress stylish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, let us have sleepovers. and what do we talk about? mdm leong's new dress. yeah. like that would be fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duno la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that they lead more carefree life than us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are like so stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will probably grow up to be a boring clerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working from 9 till 5 in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i will get my first boyfren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then marry some siao singaporean husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i 20?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jump off the cavanagh bridge when i discovered he cheated on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i will kill the mistress and castrate my husband and kill myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such things dun happen in sg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking ahead of myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, my dream life is go to a good university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then spend them slowly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream life is to lead a normal happy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get a boyfren like now, and spend a happy life w/o thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or hwk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;·$[c=19] jiali. [/c]·0 says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like every minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i get a boyfriend, my mom will kill me and toss my ashes into the heartless wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!Tong  {DORM308'08}                    ;supercalifragilistickexpialidocious says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my asian mother for you. welcome to my life -_______-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6969409625249509540?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6969409625249509540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6969409625249509540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6969409625249509540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6969409625249509540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/teen-drama.html' title='teen drama'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4447703132332746280</id><published>2008-05-30T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T04:50:21.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ophelia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/SD_mT84iTBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VXvpuIeLqSc/s1600-h/ophelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/SD_mT84iTBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VXvpuIeLqSc/s400/ophelia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206132924698741778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have always wondered, if I loved a person as much, would I go mad like she did? Would I lose all my senses, and finally end my lonely life in the freezing riverbed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is such a morbid thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ophelia, &lt;/span&gt;as drawn by John Everett Millais in 1852.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008000;"&gt;Credit: www.toffsworld.com/.../&lt;wbr&gt;images/ophelia.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/19938412-4447703132332746280?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4447703132332746280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4447703132332746280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4447703132332746280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4447703132332746280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/ophelia.html' title='ophelia'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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://bp2.blogger.com/_vYG3_dsGUJg/SD_mT84iTBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/VXvpuIeLqSc/s72-c/ophelia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19938412.post-241025975596910006</id><published>2008-05-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T03:33:38.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a 5 star gateaway.</title><content type='html'>PLEASE REMIND ME NEVER TO DO THE RETARDED THING OF JOINING THE BSP CAMP EVER AGAIN. I'M SERIOUSLY REGRETTING EVERY MINUTE OF MY BAD DECISION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the camp have not yet started, I totally ABHOR the idea of attending it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-241025975596910006?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/241025975596910006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=241025975596910006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/241025975596910006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/241025975596910006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/5-star-gateaway.html' title='a 5 star gateaway.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7202321447566875644</id><published>2008-05-25T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:32:39.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese lie, Tibetans die.</title><content type='html'>Needless to say, I was more than shocked when I saw the photo of a western woman (I refuse to name her race) holding up this placard which said, "Chinese lie, Tibetans die". As a Chinese myself, the humiliation I felt was beyond what words could describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe she actually has the audacity to call Chinese liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she not have common sense? By categorizing Chinese as "liars", she is passing a horribly biased judgment on the billions of people who occupies this earth. China alone boosts a population of Chinese that is estimated to be around 1.2 billion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think all of them are liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's up with the big hullabaloo over the Tibet issue. Of course, with some gains, there will also be losses. How do you expect Tibet to improve if there weren't some changes? Are young Tibetans ever satisfied with their living conditions? I don't really think the young generation wants to live in a place where there is not even accessible clean water. You can talk about human rights. But you can't compromise the rights of young Tibetans to get a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND If people are really worried about human rights, shouldn't they be worrying about the monks in Myanmar, rather than the monks in Tibet??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I do understand that people are worrying about the rights of Tibetans, but do they have to go and lash out at Chinese every chance they have?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7202321447566875644?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7202321447566875644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7202321447566875644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7202321447566875644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7202321447566875644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/chinese-lie-tibetans-die.html' title='Chinese lie, Tibetans die.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-63743439380437414</id><published>2008-05-22T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:00:57.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psychic spies from China&lt;br /&gt;Try to steal your mind's elation&lt;br /&gt;Little girls from Sweden&lt;br /&gt;Dream of silver screen quotations&lt;br /&gt;And if you want these kind of dreams&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the edge of the world&lt;br /&gt;And all of western civilization&lt;br /&gt;The sun may rise in the East&lt;br /&gt;At least it settles in the final location&lt;br /&gt;It's understood that Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;sells Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay your surgeon very well&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell of aging&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity skin is this your chin&lt;br /&gt;Or is that war your waging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;First born unicorn&lt;br /&gt;Hard core soft porn&lt;br /&gt;Dream of Californication&lt;br /&gt;Dream of Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry me girl be my fairy to the world&lt;br /&gt;Be my very own constellation&lt;br /&gt;A teenage bride with a baby inside&lt;br /&gt;Getting high on information&lt;br /&gt;And buy me a star on the boulevard&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space may be the final frontier&lt;br /&gt;But it's made in a Hollywood basement&lt;br /&gt;Cobain can you hear the spheres&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs off station to station&lt;br /&gt;And Alderon's not far away&lt;br /&gt;It's Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born and raised by those who praise&lt;br /&gt;Control of population everybody's been there&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean on vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destruction leads to a very rough road&lt;br /&gt;But it also breeds creation&lt;br /&gt;And earthquakes are to a girl's guitar&lt;br /&gt;They're just another good vibration&lt;br /&gt;And tidal waves couldn't save the world&lt;br /&gt;From Californication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay your surgeon very well&lt;br /&gt;To break the spell of aging&lt;br /&gt;Sicker than the rest&lt;br /&gt;There is no test&lt;br /&gt;But this is what you're craving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Californication by Red Hot Chilli Peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I adore Madonna and Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Although they are kind of old and angsty for my age yeah (I guess I should be listening to the Jonas brothers), but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS EVERYONE SO FREAKING HUNG UP ABOUT THE ARENA??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry, pardon me. Personally, I'm crazy about it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK NANYANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that many ex classmates of mine are preparing for "O" levels next year. Suddenly, I feel as if I have been missing out on something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-63743439380437414?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/63743439380437414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=63743439380437414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/63743439380437414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/63743439380437414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/psychic-spies-from-china-try-to-steal.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8372206390324820338</id><published>2008-05-09T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:09:24.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do I have to change my name?&lt;br /&gt;Will it get me far?&lt;br /&gt;Should I lose some weight?&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna be a star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best&lt;br /&gt;I guess I did it wrong, That's why I wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life - Is it for me?&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life - Is it for free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went in to a bar, looking for sympathy&lt;br /&gt;A little company - I tried to find a friend&lt;br /&gt;It's more easily said, it's always been the same&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life is not for me&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life is not for free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American life (American life)&lt;br /&gt;I live the American dream (American dream)&lt;br /&gt;You are the best thing I've seen&lt;br /&gt;You are not just a dream (American life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay ahead, I tried to stay on top&lt;br /&gt;I tried to play the part, but somehow I forgot&lt;br /&gt;Just what I did it for and why I wanted more&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life - Is it for me?&lt;br /&gt;This type of modern life - Is it for free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to change my name? Will it get me far?&lt;br /&gt;Should I lose some weight? Am I gonna be a star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American life (American life)&lt;br /&gt;I live the American dream (American dream)&lt;br /&gt;You are the best thing I've seen&lt;br /&gt;You are not just a dream (American life X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be a boy, tried to be a girl&lt;br /&gt;tried to be a mess, tried to be the best&lt;br /&gt;tried to find a friend, tried to stay ahead&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay on top ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to change my name? Will it get me far?&lt;br /&gt;Should I lose some weight? Am I gonna be a star?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drinking a Soy latte,&lt;br /&gt;I get a double shotte,&lt;br /&gt;It goes through my body,&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm satisfied&lt;br /&gt;I drive my Mini Cooper&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling super-dooper&lt;br /&gt;Yo they tell I'm a trooper&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm satisfied&lt;br /&gt;I do yoga and Pilates&lt;br /&gt;And the room is full of hotties&lt;br /&gt;So I'm checking out the bodies&lt;br /&gt;And you know I'm satisfied&lt;br /&gt;I'm digging on the isotopes&lt;br /&gt;This metaphysics shit is dope&lt;br /&gt;And if all this can give me hope&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm satisfied&lt;br /&gt;I got a lawyer and a manager&lt;br /&gt;An agent and a chef&lt;br /&gt;Three nannies, an assistant&lt;br /&gt;And a driver and a jet&lt;br /&gt;A trainer and a butler&lt;br /&gt;And a bodyguard or five&lt;br /&gt;A gardener and a stylist&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I'm satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to express my extreme point of view&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Christian and I'm not a Jew&lt;br /&gt;I'm just living out the American dream&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that nothing&lt;br /&gt;Is what it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to change my name&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna be a star&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to change my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American life - Madonna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8372206390324820338?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8372206390324820338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8372206390324820338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8372206390324820338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8372206390324820338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-i-have-to-change-my-name-will-it-get.html' title=''/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5132027045212720196</id><published>2008-04-16T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T06:09:58.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I ran the retarded 2.4 km with blisters on my feet. Needless to say, I was one of the slowest in class. Sigh. And then my blisters bled. It was totally revolting, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to do this Chinese  composition on my opinions of love. I seriously do not know what to say, but it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I came to realize that I have to pull a solo act for the PSL duty on Friday. Apparently I'm going to be the only PSL guarding the boarding room on that day, while the rest of my classmates can get away with being invigilators. WTF?! And Lingxuan gleefully reminded me that it is because ZZC put enough trust in me to let me do a one-man show. Why do I feel as if I have been conned??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then I got back my Language Arts paper. I passed and was mortified with my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had to take the Japanese  paper 1.  It was an obvious failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went back home with a heavy heart. Then when I walked out of my room, I slipped on the watery floor and landed on my hips. Right now, my hips are so painfully that I feel as if I don't own them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the sabbaticals choosing. It was so traumatizing. The prospect of facing a very angry Mrs. Tieh drove me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I woke up with a painful back and a twisted neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am broke and left with no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost my voice and could barely speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After a vigorous coughing session, I puked out what was  left of my breakfast - a bar of Kit Kat chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I had to visit the sick bay. I was awed that they actually changed the bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I skipped third language because my back was aching so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I bought a chocolate waffle and immediately regretted my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After dinner, I puked out what was left of my dinner - a piece of waffle with double chocolate. Then I remembered that I can't take lactose or dairy product when I feel sick. The last time I drank milk on a romantic, cold morning, I immediately heaved and puked all over the toilet. It was such a sight to withhold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/19938412-5132027045212720196?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5132027045212720196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5132027045212720196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5132027045212720196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5132027045212720196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/04/unlucky.html' title='unlucky'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1855218394416407260</id><published>2008-04-01T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T04:21:26.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pop!</title><content type='html'>I swear I am going to finish Pretty in Pink and Breakfast at Tiffany's by this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it is yet another unattainable dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ANYWAYS, I realized that my juniors are a very cute and funny lot of people. Their cheers for the C'Div were so funny that I nearly choked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ling Han was very hilarious when she taught them the ostrich/chicken dance. I seriously wondered if she practiced it at home with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with Inuyasha and Ranma 1/2 ;D They are damn nice okay?! I think the authoress is so damn talented. Life is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite a meanie nowadays. From now on, I vow to change my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off, Tong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1855218394416407260?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1855218394416407260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1855218394416407260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1855218394416407260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1855218394416407260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/04/pop.html' title='pop!'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8936258954045196688</id><published>2008-03-31T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T04:27:33.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty in pink</title><content type='html'>I wonder if it is because she thinks she is too ugly in person, that she had to blur the whole damn photo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't see a single thing except for two great slits for her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway, I think I'm going to get back my stupid physics paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very bored nowadays. I can't even download a proper song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8936258954045196688?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8936258954045196688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8936258954045196688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8936258954045196688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8936258954045196688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/pretty-in-pink.html' title='pretty in pink'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1289310693940213251</id><published>2008-03-20T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:48:32.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOCK TEST</title><content type='html'>I hate Block Tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chinese was supposed to be the subject that pulls my average mark up. However, after I have gone through the trauma of taking the recent Chinese Block Test, I have this feeling that things are not going as it was planned... The stupid 郎朗 comprehension totally freaked me out okay!! I spent like 1 hour doing that damn comprehension??! And I don't even know if my answers are correct. WTF. The whole paper was 2 hours long, I don't even know how I've managed to get pass the ordeal. The whole format was like an exact copy of EOYS. And the whole Block Test thing made me so nervous and kiasu and cranky and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I thought the whole thing was like, to lessen our Common Test load? But NO, I ended up spending my whole March holidays mugging for stupid tests which I am bound for failure. Moreover, I am depending on my CAs and SIAs to pass secondary 3, since I'm not taking EOYs this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not cool at all. I rather MUG for EOYS then to have all my hopes pinned on the 2 stupid Block Test and the SIAs (Which, apparently, aren't going very well...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to die right now. Somebody kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DIDN'T I FARE WELL IN A STUPID CHINESE TEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If Chinese was bad, Biology was even worse. The MCQ was hard, the open ended questions was weird and unclear, and the Essay Question was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, I flunked my Biology too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I used to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Surprisingly, Maths was okay. But I'm a goner for those 1 and 2-marks questions. I thought they were supposed to be SIMPLE??! And I'm so careless, I won't be surprised if I flunked the whole thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chemistry was okay too. However, I didn't do very well in those chemical equations questions. And I didn't really explain my answers clearly. So whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to get an 80% for Chinese, Maths and Chemistry. And 75% for Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expectations are a little high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a girl can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1289310693940213251?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1289310693940213251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1289310693940213251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1289310693940213251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1289310693940213251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/block-test.html' title='BLOCK TEST'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1018880286938067532</id><published>2008-03-13T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T20:37:41.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE'S TALL STORY</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are so many people so goddamn FAKE?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1018880286938067532?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1018880286938067532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1018880286938067532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1018880286938067532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1018880286938067532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifes-tall-story.html' title='LIFE&apos;S TALL STORY'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-656963639394245675</id><published>2008-03-10T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:22:28.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTES</title><content type='html'>Things to be done by tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The OBS reflective essay.&lt;/span&gt; I have actually finished it, but I have exceeded the word limit by like, a freaking 500 words. So I better do some thorough editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The comprehension.&lt;/span&gt; No matter how much I try to change my way of words, the stupid summary still sounds moronic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Two Chinese book reports.&lt;/span&gt; I think I will be searching the net again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Complete the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;first five chapters of the maths revision exercise booklet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't think I am going to excel in similarity and congruency... The retarded circle properties is driving me nuts too. Who thought up of all those theorems anyway? Talk about ways to torture oneself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Chemistry worksheet 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Physics Assignment 2.3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to be done on Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemistry supplementary class from 9 to 10.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finish up the maths revision exercise booklet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finish up physics assignment 2.3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise chemistry and physics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to be done on Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise chemistry and physics in the morning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise (or rather LEARN) biology in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise maths at night. Or preferably, watch TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to be done on Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise chemistry and physics in the morning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise biology in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to be done on Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise Japanese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things to be done on Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revise IH. Bleh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/19938412-656963639394245675?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/656963639394245675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=656963639394245675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/656963639394245675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/656963639394245675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/notes.html' title='NOTES'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4657604709618973599</id><published>2008-03-09T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:54:03.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>I totally hate doing Language Arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to choose between completing 3 physics worksheets and 1 composition, I think I will definitely choose to do physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, how difficult can it be? Just quote the formula and substitute everything in. If not, I can always call someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But composition writing is different. It is not like I can copy from some modal essay. I have to rack my brain to think up of a half decent idea and go through the tiresome process of crafting my plot and whatnot. In other words, writing essays KILLS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I have said that I liked English before. Because right now, it is a totally hateful subject. I can't stand unseen prose. I can't stand comprehension. Worst of all, I HATE essays. And I definitely, positively HATE reflective essay. Who came up with the idea of reflective essay anyway? Why can't I just write a short reflection and not care about my grammar and tenses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY. WHY? WHY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't like IH too. I do admit that I used to like history and geography. But that was before mu humanities results took a prompt turn for the worst and hit rock bottom. That was before some national tracker decided to be funny and tried to teach my class godforsaken GEOGRAPHY. That was BEFORE I missed the passing mark for history by ONE retarded point for last year's EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was before. Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I think all subjects which needs to write a lot, SUCKS. Which means biology included. And anyway, what is wrong with biology? I thought it was supposed to be sugar-and-spice-and-everything-nice. But NO. It is difficult and complicated and it messes up my brain. I thought that it was all about memorizing stuff and regurgitating everything onto your exam sheets. Okay, it is an exaggeration. So what. Right now, I can't even get my facts right. I don't get the whole nutrients topic like, at all. What fats and carbohydrates? What proteins and enzymes? They are totally driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just know it from the way I am talking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously take a break and start practicing the violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4657604709618973599?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4657604709618973599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4657604709618973599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4657604709618973599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4657604709618973599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8475047233196556950</id><published>2008-03-09T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:26:31.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i seriously don't know how in the world i am going to explain the significant zero i have scored for my chemistry quiz. although he knew about it, but... sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;anyway, my progress report is out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. Lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tong Meng is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;very responsible&lt;/span&gt; Chemistry representative. (Thanks a lot Mrs. Lai! I thought I was pretty responsible too! ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Neat and systematic&lt;/span&gt; working shown in her assignment worksheets. Keep it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; (Thanks a lot too! I hope the maths test is easy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have only put up the good ones. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I want to work harder for the next term. Jiayou!&lt;/span&gt;&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/19938412-8475047233196556950?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8475047233196556950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8475047233196556950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8475047233196556950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8475047233196556950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/zero.html' title='zero'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1329270491708249882</id><published>2008-03-07T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T03:23:06.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I never really thought that I could actually make it through the kayaking session. Since the activity took place on sea, I was extremely nervous to take part in it. I thought the part about the capsizing and TX rescue was especially memorable. Actually, I need not have to capsize on that day, but then Steph's kayak could not capsize, so I ended up capsizing along with Stella, and Steph's group had to render TX rescure on us. It was a pretty exciting experience, what with all the salty water going into my mouth and the amount of time I had to spend in the dirty Singapore sea. We tried so hard to get back into the kayak, but we still had to take a long time before I can finally climb up the kayak. I think I owe a lot to Steph, Huicong and Stella for the help they gave me. If not for them, I would have probably drowned in that stretch of black coloured sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Second day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The second day was the mini sea expedition. It was an expedition that really tested my endurance and strength. I never really liked to be involved in any activities that take place on sea. So I was quite reluctant to do the mini sea expedition. moreover, I knew that we would probably end up in some totally uncivilized place, so I was not looking forward to the trip at all. I knew it was stupid of me, but any water activities just put me on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella was a really nice kayaking partner. She not only tolerated all of my whining an complains, she also guided us to the safety of the harbor. I was totally confused about the kayaking techniques, so Stella and I were the pair that was lagging behind the rest. The instructors had to keep on reminding us and guiding us in order to hurry us up to the rest of the group. Ling Han and Yiping also had to kayak slowly behind us because they were the sweepers. I should never be so clueless about such important things like learning how to kayak properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finally, we managed to reach the campsite. Seriously speaking, I was so shocked to see the campsite. It was so... bare and rural and simple that my eyes nearly popped out. Of course, I didn't knew that our next campsite would be 10 times as worse as this campsite. At least, this campsite had enough tall grasses and stones to let us pee and pitch our tents. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we had to do night duty. I was like, perched on this rotting log and looking out at the sea, trying to figure out a way to get out of "the darn hellhole" and go back to Singapore. At first, I considered posing as a illegal immigrant and swim back to Singapore and let the marine guards catch me. Then, I realized that I can't swim at all, and the only two ways I can do it is to wear the life vessel and float back, or to kayak back. Of course, the plan was so moronic, I want to laugh at my own ridiculousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while I was dreaming away about Singapore mainland, Indian music started to play behind me. My watch mates and I was totally freaked out by that out of the world disco music. And what's more, it is in Tamil. I couldn't understand a word of the song. At one point, I thought it was ghost music or something. I was not only grossed out of my mind that night, I was also scared out of my wits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Third day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If the mini sea expedition was bad, the true sea expedition was even worse. I kayaked for almost 4 hours. There was barely any breaks in between, and I felt as if my arms are in a constant, monotonous motion. It was a long, tough and grueling journey. The weather was fine at first, but after we reached Cek Jawak, I started to feel tired and irritated. Because we were in open sea, I had to pull through the waves and wind in a vehicle I totally could not trust. Stella and I was mjush better in kayaking this time. n fact, we were always one of the first few who kayaked in front of the rest. I was pretty proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the kayaking was really exhausting. During the later part of the journey, the clouds began to gather and it slowly started to rain. At first, I thought it was still okay, because it was only a light drizzle. I was only kind of worried that the currents might hit us into the fences, and both Stella and I would drown. But it looks like I was thinking too ,much, because soon it began to rain heavily, and I was so concentrated in getting into the right position for the kayak, I began to worry more about capsizing there and then in the sea. I totally thought that I was going to die in the sea. And I was kind of motivated by that thought, because the last thing I want to do is to die in the sea that separates Malaysia and Singapore. It would be so unromantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we finally reached the campsite. I really don't know how to describe it. I should say that it was quite similar to the previous campsite, but because of the rain, the whole place looked like a large piece of land filled with mud and trees. I was sticky and wt and dirty, and whad to ensure a night in a place that is in a far worse condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the quarry was very nice. It was a serene and beautiful place, and I never really thought that I could see this kind of thing in Pulau Ubin. Before the quarry, the image of Pulau Ubin was a place which is brown and not very nice and completely rural. However, the quarry was really nice, and I liked it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of the fourth day was my worst nightmare. I was barely awake when the watch mates woke me up, and I had to unpitch the stupid tents and try to keep them in a proper. Truthfully speaking, I thought the whole tent thing made me really cranky and spiteful. I find the unpitching tents very troublesome. But I managed to keep the tent in the end, with the help of Stella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after our breakfast, it started to rain again. I was wet and dirty once again, and I do not like it one bit. I forced myself into the muddy poncho, and was made to carry the haversack so that we could hike to a safer place to avoid category one. I thought the short hike was totally horrible. the haversack was so heavy, and the three water bottles and walking stick pulled me down even more. Although Ling Han and gang was trying to bring up the mood at the back, I was wallowing in my own sorrow in front, and was sobbing and crying the whole time. Every time I walked a step, I could feel the pain in my back and the soreness on my shoulders, and my tears would start welling up all over again. But I was so embarrassed by my own weakness, I forced myself to sing along with the rest of the watch. I thought it must have been a hilarious scene for the people who saw it. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the shelter some times later. I was kind of pissed that I walked so long for a stupid shelter that was so small, Marco Polo and Nila Utama had to squeeze in order to be sheltered by the rain. But I didn't really mind, because we finally found a place to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after about 21 and a half hours, we had to start the land expedition. At first, I was quite depressed. I traded my bag with Stella's, and it was really heavy. However, I am proud to say that I walked on and did my best to keep my composure. HAHAH! Then, some time in during the trekking, I started to walk with Lin Han and Elizabeth and Shuting. And I found Elizabeth's conversation with Shuting so funny, I started to laugh. In the end, I walked with them all the way, and found myself enjoying the hike a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally arrived back at camp 2, I was so relieved with joy. I could finally bathe and eat a proper dinner! Although the toilets are kind of dirty and there was poo in one of the cubicles and the sight of it totally disgusted me, I still enjoyed the night. The dinner was also very fun and I found myself liking the whole course. Maybe it was the relief, but I enjoyed the night nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night, I was in a half awake situation. I started to feel that my feet is turning really cold, and I can't help but put my feet up on Stella's legs. I'm not sure if 'm dreaming, but it did make my feet a little warmer. Although now that I think of it, if I really had put my feet up on Stella's, I think Stella must have felt totally grossed out. After all, my feet is smelly and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifth day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I did not do the jetty jump, but I didn't really mind. I don't have anything decent to wear back to school, and I didn't want to wear the wet shoes again, so I was pretty relieved that my watch do not have to do the jetty jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also find myself missing the OBS course as the morning progresses on. It was quite ironic, considering the fact that I was dying to go home just a day ago. I began to appreciate the programs, and I am especially proud that I actually stayed in camp 2, where the facilities are not as good as camp 1. If I stayed in camp 1, I might not have felt the appreciation and accomplishment as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a commitment, I also told the whole watch that I am going to pass my maths test. Now that I think of it, I find it kind of dumb. Maybe I should have committed myself to achieving A1s, since it will probably motovate me even more. But whatever, the thing is over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam kind of tired right now. I shall eat my grapes and talk tomorrow. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1329270491708249882?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1329270491708249882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1329270491708249882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1329270491708249882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1329270491708249882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/obs.html' title='OBS'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7826825644037338097</id><published>2008-03-01T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:40:39.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas, mr. lawrence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=18yck5WdvN3Ln9Gbi5ybpRWYy9icm5SZlJnZuUWZyR3bntmbpdWetJXZk5Wd/Ryuichi%2520Sakamoto%2520-%2520Merry%2520Christmas%2520Mr.%2520Lawrence.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#666666;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will like this. Trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I like the tour version(I'm always partial to string instruments), I can't find that damn code. So yeah, here is Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself obsessing over this sort of music. Hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7826825644037338097?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7826825644037338097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7826825644037338097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7826825644037338097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7826825644037338097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/03/merry-christmas-my-lawrence.html' title='merry christmas, mr. lawrence.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-4288492621691883297</id><published>2008-02-26T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T03:04:16.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As inspired by Ytene, aka crazy frog and ah niu, I have decided to change my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is nice to have Ytene around, as quoted by her, "We have similar frequencies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-4288492621691883297?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/4288492621691883297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=4288492621691883297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4288492621691883297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/4288492621691883297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/02/lalala.html' title='LALALA'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-6425889802351861042</id><published>2008-02-21T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T03:16:22.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In chaos</title><content type='html'>I scored a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;zero&lt;/span&gt; for my latest chemistry quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored only &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; for my latest physics quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only only six for my latest maths quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored only six for my latest biology practical test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm failing everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I am getting anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very irritating. And retarded.&lt;br /&gt;And according to my language arts teacher, retardation should be avoided at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, if I do not ace my upcoming chemistry quiz, I shall not eat for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I bet I failed my Japanese CA1 too. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I should hate you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be able to forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I love HONEYSTARS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-6425889802351861042?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/6425889802351861042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=6425889802351861042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6425889802351861042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/6425889802351861042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-chaos.html' title='In chaos'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7921240842217677507</id><published>2008-02-18T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:45:22.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IlovemeBLOG</title><content type='html'>This blog has been with me since 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us celebrate ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7921240842217677507?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7921240842217677507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7921240842217677507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7921240842217677507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7921240842217677507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/02/ilovemeblog.html' title='IlovemeBLOG'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-7718036635350283797</id><published>2008-01-23T03:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T03:44:21.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO THIS WAY</title><content type='html'>I am damn irritated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-7718036635350283797?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/7718036635350283797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=7718036635350283797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7718036635350283797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/7718036635350283797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/01/go-this-way.html' title='GO THIS WAY'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-5904285265749075831</id><published>2008-01-22T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:18:22.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;div class="auth"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Franklin P. Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-5904285265749075831?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/5904285265749075831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=5904285265749075831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5904285265749075831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/5904285265749075831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/01/moderation.html' title='Moderation'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-1869184906787170962</id><published>2008-01-21T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T03:07:40.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homework load.</title><content type='html'>There is a number of things that I must finish by this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To finish final draft for the Language Arts Event organization SIA proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To finish the first draft of the physics SIA proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To complete the second half of the biology SIA proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To start doing research on the Chinese SIA. Start finding love stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To prepare for the IH open book test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To prepare for the maths quiz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to prepare physics worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To read Biology Matters, especially the chapters on cells and cell functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to read Chemistry Matters, especially the chapters on cell diffusion and the kinetic theory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To revise Japanese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-1869184906787170962?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/1869184906787170962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=1869184906787170962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1869184906787170962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/1869184906787170962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/01/homework-load.html' title='homework load.'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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-19938412.post-8985332179223433973</id><published>2008-01-21T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T02:56:23.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>I am looking forward to flying to China this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19938412-8985332179223433973?l=zoo-lost.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/feeds/8985332179223433973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19938412&amp;postID=8985332179223433973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8985332179223433973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19938412/posts/default/8985332179223433973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zoo-lost.blogspot.com/2008/01/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>mimi-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227109346670778544</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></feed>
