<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:02:04.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>purpleheartsgreenbeans</title><subtitle type='html'>that's whats real to me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>293</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113575215080651911</id><published>2005-12-28T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T14:42:30.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for all the times i thought you abandoned me, and for all the times i thought you didnt care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you did. Thank you jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was blind, but now i see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is still 9 days of christmas left, there is still time to rejoyce in this season! NOone and nothing will step in my way.!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update update. theres a damn cute song on the radio..shhhhhnaaapy shhhhnappy..first day of work. Dad said it would keep you humble. Visit me ok?? It gets kinda bored waiting ard. AND i do closing..fris and sats i end at 2!!!!! and i dont get paid for closings! but its ok..i like it nevertheless. midnight walks can be good for the health. and assss usual, paks clubbing plans with me UNCONFRImed. but kren just asked me to go mambo of which i will i guess if pak pangsehs me of which is highly likely. pak ah pak. Dad placed 100 bucks on the table if i am able to get abs by feb. yesssss!!!! and clarence doubled it. but later he said he'll only give me 175 bucks. OH good or not??? and i just dragged clarence out of his house to meet me. Cos its 2.40 and i havent had lunch! i know im on a diet but i havent been eating rice or noodles and i am hungry!!!!!!! so pls pak ah, i am really FAR from being anorexic. Fens so sweet, she msged me just b4 i started work yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..that was a very ditsy update yet ironically, my head is filled with profound toughts and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B.T.W. my phone bill is $352 ++ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! there goes 2 weeks pay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113575215080651911?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113575215080651911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113575215080651911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113575215080651911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113575215080651911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-all-times-i-thought-you-abandoned.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113548656461030829</id><published>2005-12-25T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T12:56:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a very merry christmas to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;share the loveeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;all the lights are shinning so brightly everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;soooo, i wish u a merry christmas i wish u a merry christmas i wish u a merry christmas and a happy new year.&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/8787095-113548656461030829?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113548656461030829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113548656461030829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113548656461030829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113548656461030829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-merry-christmas-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113527339656712106</id><published>2005-12-23T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:43:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because of you i'll never stray too far from the side walk.&lt;br /&gt;because of you i'll learn to play on the safe side so i wont get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of you i find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me.&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;because of you i am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but waittttttttttttttttt....hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113527339656712106?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113527339656712106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113527339656712106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527339656712106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527339656712106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/because-of-you-ill-never-stray-too-far.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113527270330770260</id><published>2005-12-23T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:31:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought my new year has already started. but maybe not..not strong enough. But i promise u people who has faith in me. IT WILL START TML!!!!!!!!!!!!! 23rd december is stef's new year. so..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113527270330770260?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113527270330770260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113527270330770260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527270330770260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527270330770260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-thought-my-new-year-has-already.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113527149790752241</id><published>2005-12-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:11:37.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....be miles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching them sing today lightened up my day. Things have never looked so bright since i long time ago. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;and you&lt;br /&gt;especially you&lt;br /&gt;and you&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting you and you&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is this really cool bus called the Orchard Route. hahahahah! u have to pay $1 tho. hahaha..and when the door opens, they play the acjc school bell! OH WOW! hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we all will be together if the lord allows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113527149790752241?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113527149790752241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113527149790752241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527149790752241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113527149790752241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113518023716151881</id><published>2005-12-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T01:12:52.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;craig david has officially two great songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Walking away - my all time fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people get me wrong, when it's something I've said or done&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel there is no fun, that's why you turn and run&lt;br /&gt;But now I truly realise, some people don't wanna compromise&lt;br /&gt;Well, I saw them with my own eyes spreading those lies, and&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't wanna live my life, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm so tired baby&lt;br /&gt;Things you say, you're driving me away&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the powder room baby, don't listen to the games they play&lt;br /&gt;Girl I thought you'd realise, I'm not like them other guys&lt;br /&gt;Cos I saw them with my own eyes, you should've been more wise and&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't wanna live my life, too many sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Not mentioning the fights, I'm sorry to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away, from the troubles in my life         &lt;rb&gt;I'm walking away, oh to find a better day&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry) I just dont love you no more- lastest hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rb&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; For all the years that I've known you baby&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out the reason why lately you've been acting so cold&lt;br /&gt;(didn't you say)&lt;br /&gt;If there's a problem we should work it out&lt;br /&gt;So why you giving me the cold shoulder now&lt;br /&gt;Like you don't even wanna talk to me girl&lt;br /&gt;(tell me)&lt;br /&gt;Ok I know I was late again&lt;br /&gt;I made you mad and then it's throwing the pan&lt;br /&gt;But why are you making this thing drag on so long&lt;br /&gt;(i wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of this silly games&lt;br /&gt;(silly games)&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I'm the only one here to blame&lt;br /&gt;It's not me here who's been going round slamming doors&lt;br /&gt;That's when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care babe who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I made a few mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But never thought that things would turn out this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm missing something now that your gone&lt;br /&gt;(I see it all so clearly)&lt;br /&gt;Me at the door with you in a state&lt;br /&gt;(in a state)&lt;br /&gt;Giving my reasons but as you look away&lt;br /&gt;I can see a tear roll down your face&lt;br /&gt;That's when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't care babe who's right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say those words it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;They turn my whole world upside down&lt;br /&gt;Girl you caught me completely off guard&lt;br /&gt;On the night you said to me&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113518023716151881?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113518023716151881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113518023716151881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113518023716151881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113518023716151881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/craig-david-has-officially-two-great.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113517601081373429</id><published>2005-12-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:40:10.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a song i found meaning to last year, has found a new meaning this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have yourself a merry little christmas&lt;br /&gt;may your heart be light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;next year all your trouble will be out of sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113517601081373429?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113517601081373429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113517601081373429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113517601081373429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113517601081373429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/song-i-found-meaning-to-last-year-has.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113517460843989037</id><published>2005-12-21T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:16:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>changes. Nobody in the right mind would like changes. But its part and parcel of life. Sometimes the change is really major. But i really hope this one is not. I have gotten tru alot of changes in my life and yes i really hate it each time i have to but i got past it and i will this time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read in lindy's blog once, " no man is worth your tears and the one who is wont make you cry". I'd like to believe it. Especially now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG there a song on the radio about MUTTON? OMG damn FUNNNY LAH!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahahahahahahahah mutton mutton mutton mutton. Everyday he wishes the girls will touch his button. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mutton mutton mutton! hahahahaha its like the cow song.. hahahahahaha omggggggg i cant get over it!!! MUTTTON MUTTON MUTTON, SMELLS LIKE MUTTON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy has time passed. last year this time, i was a whole lot happier. i was singing i was worry free.  Tml will be a time to absorb all the major changes that has happened in my life. It will be a time of reflection the min the choir starts ding dong. And with the ending of we wish you a merry christmas, a new stef would have be born. UNCLEEEEE MUTTON! hahaha damn funny. anyways, i was saying, tml is a day i look forward to desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo jobs jobs jobs. =) so happy!!!! hahaha..life, here i come! been missing out but not too late. Its never tooo late. owwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!! i hope my cough will go away. Have you ever coughed till you feel like puking? its damn jialat lah. But im training my immune system. No medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...and to save me from tears, i'll give it to someone special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113517460843989037?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113517460843989037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113517460843989037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113517460843989037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113517460843989037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/changes.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113467351565874267</id><published>2005-12-16T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:05:15.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>learning the ropes, i am.&lt;br /&gt;experienced, i will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for yoda talk. RESULTS WILL BE OUT IN 1 hour and 9 mins. Well, it wont be that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; interesting. i JOGGED!!!! hahaha..without feeling tired. but now i have a semiheadache. soooo bloody sleepy but cant get to slp because the heart is not at peace. HELLOOOOOOO RESULTS. dad tried to comfort me, but it made me feel worse. So no help there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddddd in an effort to digress,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party on the 20th at china black.&lt;br /&gt;First indoor beach party, $15 with one free drink.&lt;br /&gt;Bikini clad girls free before 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;Guest DJ from melbourne!!!!&lt;br /&gt;message Wyn at 96668355 for tickets now !&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell you, melbourne's djs deejaying, is something u DO NOT. DO.NOT. want to miss out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and, darling taitais, there is also another party on the 3rd at momo. lets gooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for next week. lots of things lined up. actually, it starts this weekend. Time to catch up on the good old days. then parties, THEN intensive xmas shopping that i have been procrastinating to do. and hiak hiak with a bit of luck i may just strike it big and get the job. see if lady luck is on my side. then there is xmas parties! 23rd friends, 24th maternal, 25th paternal, 26th class, hopefully 28th or smth will be the melbournians then u have the 1st of jan mambojambo( highly unlikely) then u have more parties, earn more cash, spend it, CNY, earn more, pack and leave sg for melbourne again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to book a place to stay next year cos swong gave me the email..hohoho..merry xmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113467351565874267?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113467351565874267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>summertime, and the living is easy.&lt;br /&gt;fish are jumping, and the cotton is high.&lt;br /&gt;your daddys rich and your mom is good looking.&lt;br /&gt;so hush little baby, dont you cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113453433844524780?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113453433844524780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113453433844524780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113453433844524780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113453433844524780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/summertime-and-living-is-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113453420368183033</id><published>2005-12-14T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T12:23:23.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;jk, i dont like your father's brother's son(?)'s school mate of one year his junior's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;gui, i dont like your sister's good friend's other good friend's trash.&lt;br /&gt;pak, i dont like your ex bf's classmate.&lt;br /&gt;fen, i dont like your successor's junior's classmate's friend.&lt;br /&gt;alwyn, i dont like your girl friend's successor's junior's classmate's friend.&lt;br /&gt;clarence, i dont like your ex english teacher's student.&lt;br /&gt;annamae, i dont like your good friend's trash.&lt;br /&gt;nicole, i dont like your good friend in the past's, school next door's girl's blood relation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aya, its all the same person lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113453420368183033?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113453420368183033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113453420368183033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113453420368183033'/><link rel='self' 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WHERE IS MY CAMERA CORD?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday while i was driving up the entrance of gleneagles, which has become my daily ritual, i was just wondering whats up with the word 'glen'. There we have GLENeagles, and we have GLENwaverly, and GLENfairy. We also have GLEN jennings, ok not funny. But whats GLEN? Maybe its like RIDGE. Where u have east RIDGE, RIDGE field, kent RIDGE. ok..blabbering nonsense again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it, its 12.23 and i have been up for 2 hours. They say the early bird catches the worm, but i beg to differ ( on certain occassions). Because, there is absolutely NOTHING to do in the morning. Well, besides swimming, which i am contemplating to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went NTUC'in yesterday and i was all set on cooking lunch today. But im not in the mood. So, lucky sibblings dont have to suffer. Supposed to bring the boy to buy p6 text books. but im not in the mood also. I feel like sitting down and watching and REwatching my 2 seasons of L word. I realised all the episodes that i am missing are the most interesting, most crucial, most die-die-must-watch ones. So i tried to get them yesterday night. Not much of a success. Only got 2 new episodes, which i finished watching already. I love my L word. I LOVE my shaneee! oh so hot so hot so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIAT! after church yesterday, the chinese station, duuno which one, was playing nomanoma IN CHINESE!!!!!! you know the part where it gose HARLOW,SALUTE. it was like HELLLO, KAN WO ( look at me) OMGGGGGGG i wanted to dieeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get stuff done. OH, did i tell you, i FINALLY picked up my IC..heeeeeeeheeeeheee!!! i need to shop tho. xmas presents, clothes ( which i am seriously running out of), BERKIES, which geow and i tried for a whole 15 mins, i never went shoe shopping for a whole 15 mins. because, i just dont have the eye for shoes, let alone the patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so let the sunshine in, face it with a grin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello sunshine, welcome to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brighter than sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and and and, heres a special note to jk, who got 90.95 for VCE! yay. 90.95 baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;! you did it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8787095-113436206125062470?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113436206125062470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113436206125062470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113436206125062470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113436206125062470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113420722492586625</id><published>2005-12-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T17:33:45.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything is complicated&lt;br /&gt;Life is complicating. Lifes a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.  There are SERIOUSLY too many puzzles unsolved, mysteries unknown, truth kept secret, discoveries too shocking, facts too dissapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTTTTTTT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to live life, u just got to fuck all these aside and be happy. Take things as they come, live one step at a time. Right right right right right? YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOoooooooooo, had a night out with the 3 others, without pakie, who PROMISED not to pangseh us during the chalet. hohoho. CHINA BLACK YESTERDAY WAS THE PITS. PITS i tell you PITS. The music, the despo-fat-ugly-try-to-pick-up-any-human-with-boobs-men crowd was just making he utterly disgusted, totally a  ripppppppppppppppp of $14. But time spent with old friends is priceless.  Dont even want to elaborate on the horrible state of cb yesterday. hooooboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt get much sleeeeeep and the head is rather heavyyyyyy .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113420722492586625?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113420722492586625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113420722492586625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113420722492586625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113420722492586625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/everything-is-complicated-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113405293359928654</id><published>2005-12-08T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T22:42:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awake, finally, after the long half a week ( almost) of fun and reunions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Prom was pretty good i must admit. Hello, its like way cheaper than the ripped off price we paid for Masquerade Ball at Hyatt, for a 3( yes THREE) course dinner. This was like a full 8 course dinner. And we did NOT get crappy steam chicken with asparagus. We got good stuff like clams, fish, prawns and the works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; catching up with the class never felt better. and seeing all the familiar faces around was really something. haha seeing the videos made me realise that although times change, things dont ( well, hardly). And so, with the closure of yet another chapter for the few hundred odd of j2s, similarly for me. University awaits. But nooooooooooooo i dont want to go to uni so fast...tooo fast alreadyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/HPIM1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/HPIM1211.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geow and i, after prom going to momo. and tml, we are going xmas shopppping. I need to steal $$$$$$$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113405293359928654?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113405293359928654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113405293359928654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113405293359928654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113405293359928654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/awake-finally-after-long-half-week.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113371186873190175</id><published>2005-12-04T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:57:51.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i am a happy girl. Met up with people that i have been wanted to meet up and catch up. And yes, we did major catching up. And reminising. Fancy carolling again, and my throat hurts again. Due to the lack of skills, i resulted to blasting. Infact, acording to jo, i changed key half way during Como, so yeah. Somethings just dont change. Pictures will be up, i cant find my camera cord. Looking forward to the BBQ tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with pak and gui too. My dad is pressurizing me to get a job. But wth lah, who would want to employ some one who will only work for a month. besides, i dont want to work a 5 day week. I am on holiday. And yes..results will be out mind you all, in about 12 days ( as of now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, AC's MASQUERADE prom @ ritz carlton on tuesday. gonna cost me 85 bukeroooos. Followed by momo after party. And thanks to geow, we've got a room. =)=)=) i love my geow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY BIATCHES and LEAUGE'ers. COME BACK SOON. and vicks, you are right, i am running out of clothes. I will pick it up anytime u are home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ding dong merrily on high...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113371186873190175?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113371186873190175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113371186873190175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113371186873190175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113371186873190175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113328867173460341</id><published>2005-11-30T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T02:24:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohohoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i would never thought trinity would be over..but it is, and i thank god for that opportunity to make and meet such interesting people that i have grown to love and adore soooooo much! sigh, it was one hellva year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out with the 5 aussie biatches, which evolved( due to our love for shopping) to the league, tho members like ME dont really get to shop till i drop. but nevertheless, i love them ALLLL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carmie,nic,annamae,swong,vicks,rods,jo,debs,lisa and dawniieeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting the evans, nickOLAS, the taylor guys, KELvin and KEvin and everyone else that i failed to add cos its 5.16 am melb time but its only 3 am back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not the end right but only the begining. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sleeping yet cos my sister just ordered 24 hr macs. hohoho! You know i miss macs. seriously. Aussie macs...CMI already. I miss the fries the chillie sauce, the curry sause. And my brother is playing maple story next to me. I remember fen going crazy about it at one stage. Maybe its time to rekindle that, cos it seem rather intriging and im going to try to attempt to play it. Ok try and attempt are rhetorical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The needle is bugging me. What if its contaminated. blood samples wont show the real results till like 3 weeks. bah. I hope its nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, today was good. Bio, kinda messed up cos i didnt see one question which everyone said was there. Bah, too distracted about the needle, really. Towned with swong annamae dots and kel who later VERY KINDLY helped me to pack my stuff. and trust me, it was ALOT. Headed to CS to pick vicks. and a super big thank you to carmie, nic and jerold who helped me take the load of stuff out from the cab and into CS for storage. hahaha. Im going to miss u people. Hurry come back ok? we gotta learn tennis together, and DIM SUM together ( after i get rid of the phobia). HURRY HOME YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Airport, damn sway. I had 25 kg over weight baggage. And its like its supposed to be only 15 kgs because students get extra 10 kgs. But no Austrain Air dont care if you are a student or not. So never mind, I showed them my star alliance card. And they said no cannot. Im like WTF? you are star alliance, but u dont recognize my card? So they made me unpack 2 times. I had to dump stuff into vicks handcarry. THANKS VICCCCKY!  And the still wont let me in. So i HAD to talk to the the staff office people, who later said. oh you are a sliver member. you get 40kg baggage. IM LIKE?????????????????????????????????????????????????????? i was at 45kg. and they later let me in with 45kg and bumped me to business. For all the trouble. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing melbourne already. But im looking forward tooooooooo the happy times in singapore. HAPPPY times.&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/8787095-113328867173460341?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113328867173460341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113328867173460341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113328867173460341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113328867173460341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/ohohoh-i-am-home-i-would-never-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113282535749985331</id><published>2005-11-24T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T17:42:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah im back, why? because the dear roommate is able to steal wireless from someone ard taylors.. heehee.yeah so ur thinking, oh shes at it again. Yeah, u are right. More angst. Because, as of today, a whole 24 hrs since the last time i blogged, nothing change. People still the same, things are still the same and I am definitely still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happenings + time = Paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia + hormones = Rampage.&lt;br /&gt;Rampage + steph = Damage.&lt;br /&gt;Damage + past Damage = you do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh im so contened with  6 hours of studying at swanston with deal ol carmie wamie baby.  Oh yes, we hate acids and bases. I got a conditional offer to melb uni for medicine! yay! be very happy. But wait, so did everyone else in the school who applied for that course. ... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distraction. I need distractions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. today will mark the END of the angsty emo stuff. Tml, its would be 5 down ONE to go and i will be all =)s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh! we cooked spagetti with 3 different left over sauces, cut chillies, lingham chillie sause, DAO GEI, carrots and pork. it was so good. It was officially the best spagetti i have ever cooked in my life. The taste still lingersssss oooooooo. Looking forward to tmls good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im acutally a very happy person, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113282535749985331?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113282535749985331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113282535749985331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113282535749985331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113282535749985331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/ah-im-back-why-because-dear-roommate.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113273330621446928</id><published>2005-11-23T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T16:08:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;please dont tell me what i can read into and what i cant read too much into, i dont really "read into", its basically there - In my face. You get the picture. So why hide it when its staring me in the eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is just a small tiny break i am taking from studying chemistry. Horrendous load. And whats better, i left a even more horrendous load for bio till friday, of which i have 4 days to study it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting on my last nerve somepeople, espeically when i am in the midst of exams, dying to go home, and in the lack of fundings okay. Because at times like this, i wont bite, i wont snarl, i wont shout. But it will all just accumulate till i&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hate &lt;/span&gt;you. Thankies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother, why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is eap. EAP. My favourite subject, which makes me all the more cranky and agitated. English for Academic purposes. One year wasted on it, One more day to add to it. I must remember&lt;br /&gt;-referencing&lt;br /&gt;-grouping&lt;br /&gt;-giving direct cause and effect sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoopee, seems like i got my work cut out for me but, No. Far from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days have been filled with teenage angst. It will carry on for a few more days, till things change, people change or i change. I think the lattest, highly unlikely for now. Well, not to worry, teenage years are 1 year odd from being over. U reckon there'd be twenties angst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy fuck, i am old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the eye baby, in the eye. So quit trying to hide from mine and open yours alittle more perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;on a very happy note : play time is dawning sooner, a stress free 3 month break is drawing closer. Some sun, some fun, makes me a very delighted not-so-little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8787095-113273330621446928?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113273330621446928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113273330621446928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113273330621446928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113273330621446928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/please-dont-tell-me-what-i-can-read.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113265039095402656</id><published>2005-11-22T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:12:42.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aya..today, just as i thought nothing could stand in my way of being happy. I was wrongg, or rather, wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this. you go up only to come down. And its not as thrilling as it sounds- a roller coaster ride. bah, rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams are getting to me, but i dont think its the exams. the exams are fine.&lt;br /&gt;but what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life. i will not let external influences ruin my life.  i will not let external influences ruin my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will keep saying that, and doing what i can, until i live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will not let external influences ruin my life.&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/8787095-113265039095402656?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113265039095402656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113265039095402656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113265039095402656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113265039095402656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/aya.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113264819300228960</id><published>2005-11-22T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T16:57:04.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this world is embedded with lies and more lies. There is an overspillage of false words liquidfied around everyone on this planet. Think about it, if the world had just alittle more truth and integrity to what is right, things would be far from what it is today. With a little more dignity and truth in the world, there probably wont be a court of law, lawers' job will be jeopodized, there wont be a need to find wanted criminals. Governments can come clear about all their propaganda-nizing politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies are a disguise of reality. I cant face up to reality most of the time, but when its staring blatantly at your face, lying to yourself, or others, is just stupid. Because all the facts are shouting, 'you are lying, you are lying'. So why lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah,why lie? are lies justified? are white lies to be accepted as partial truths? Personally, i lie alot. But, im just wondering if all the white lies i told acutally justify my means to and end? Would it be right to lie if i thought it would be for the better? I really dont know. But, if i were the other person on the other end of the lie, and of which , i want to find out the truth, a white lie is not useful. Like telling a dying he is doing well, so he dosent have to think of death. Controversal, but yet, i think if it was me dying, i would at least want to know the state i am in vaguely, but not to the extend i really think i am doing WELL. Same goes for other instances. I think sometimes the use of white lies are taken too far, to an extend, its not for a better cause for the other person, its a better cause of the liar himself. To aviod tension, to aviod a circumstances unavoidable if the truth is to be told. Then i say, that liar is a coward. I am a coward. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my means &lt;/span&gt;to an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END&lt;/span&gt;? let the lies do the job. It has been doing pretty well so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is rewarding indeed, after 3 hours after i decided to take Hoi, look how deep i can goooooo. oh wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113264819300228960?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113264819300228960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113264819300228960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113264819300228960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113264819300228960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-world-is-embedded-with-lies-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113264118013102980</id><published>2005-11-22T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T14:33:00.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nic just said, sleeping without panties ( which impliest that you know what comes out from a girls down there) causes your bedsheets to be softer =)... nic, i am your D-O-D. But i dont smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the Law lib now........................ and i have INTERNET! yay yay yay! =) gui, thanks to you sister.. heeheehee.. I just decided to widen my university options and to take HOI advance exam tml! yay yay yay! anyways..all i need is a pass, of which i have more than 50% already. so tml im just going to be there for my attendance, and everything else is a bonus. =) So i can do Commerce/science next year if all else fails. That is if my dad's threat of not sending me back if i dont get into med caeses to exsit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i will be back in 6 days. =) S-I-X!!! Maths paper, i think i have already minus 2.5 marks there about. So byebye medicine. arghhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..i love the internet, i few days without it. and i am screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113264118013102980?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113264118013102980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113264118013102980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113264118013102980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113264118013102980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/nic-just-said-sleeping-without-panties.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113228048602001935</id><published>2005-11-18T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:21:26.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. im in the school lib. FInally, the INTERNET! i hate othelloooooooooooooo lianglin!!!! =( willow willow wilolow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dramaaa, i LIIIIIIIIIIIKE. will post pics soon. after i get them from carmie. thank god the drama went fine considering the drastic state we were in the night before. THanks Pink, Dots, Lawrence and Adi. =) and gentry's groups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i got onto the tram to go to school to watch carmens drama. And i 3 times, people stepped on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. its 10 more days till i return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise i can make it for the Ac prom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want xiao long baos. &lt;br /&gt;where are my taitais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams gloreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;ZOUNDS! BARBARY HORSE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113228048602001935?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113228048602001935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113228048602001935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113228048602001935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113228048602001935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113179284276975747</id><published>2005-11-12T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:54:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to the lack of internet access, and a lack of cash to top up my vodafone cap,&lt;br /&gt;this is a very belated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MY DEAREST CLARENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;falalalala, you my friend, are finally legal. So now, no excuses for saying NO to me when i ask you to club. hahhaha. well, manny more birthdays to come yes yes yes? you are still young..4 more months till i am 19. =) love ya loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a one way ticket home to singapore on the 29th of november.&lt;br /&gt;finished packing her room and left all unnecessary stuff here in melb.&lt;br /&gt;hopes to be able to come back next year for uni even though stef dosent get into medicine.&lt;br /&gt;feeling a sense of mambojumboemo shit now.&lt;br /&gt;has only started one chapter of chem.&lt;br /&gt;wants to kiss swong.&lt;br /&gt;got angry and punched the sign post.&lt;br /&gt;has no internet.&lt;br /&gt;just bought/collected food that would last me till the end of my stay here.&lt;br /&gt;shopped.&lt;br /&gt;regrets wasting that money, tho its for a good cause. trust me&lt;br /&gt;needs to get something of utmost importance done ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;does not want to tell you what.&lt;br /&gt;loves you all very much.&lt;br /&gt;wishes clarence wee ruey jian a belated but very happy 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113179284276975747?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113179284276975747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113179284276975747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113179284276975747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113179284276975747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/due-to-lack-of-internet-access-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113153061896349005</id><published>2005-11-09T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T18:03:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lonely, gonna be so lonely, i wont have nobody for my own. ooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jks leaving me here =( I dont want to stay at taylors, given everybody is leaving. Which leaves ME alone until december 10th. please somebody, come and keep me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will be stagnent for a whileeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gui: it was funnnnn then later we had after party...lol..and we wore special special clothes..hahah&lt;br /&gt;dawn: I MIA? you havent been to chem lect!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;swong: we shall have a mass picture sharing date.&lt;br /&gt;Nic: yes nikki, we had funnnnnnnnn!!! lets do the latter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant get my flight moved forward. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I have exams in 2 weeks. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any jk to keep me company. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I am so self centered. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all finish exams earlier. good.&lt;br /&gt;You all get to play. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, at least i tried.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113153061896349005?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113153061896349005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113153061896349005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113153061896349005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113153061896349005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/lonely-gonna-be-so-lonely-i-wont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113116148597368290</id><published>2005-11-05T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T16:17:30.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"dont cha wish your girl friend was hot like me...." is officially stuck in my head after a long, yet undenyingly, superbly, purplely, archkilling fun night.&lt;br /&gt;and by this, we were just getting warm up for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt; trigger happy episode of our life. ( till today that is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/getting%20warmed%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/getting%20warmed%20up.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ballroom was great. All purple and lovely lovely table decor. Why? because its purple. But still. Thank god we sat next to palmerston =) People at the table: Nic, carmie,vicky,rod,jo,dawn,evan,lisa,deb and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/first%20serve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/first%20serve.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we have the bunch of girls, most of which friends since norval camp. Second, taken with the gorgeous alibaba andrea. Third, eap class! and last, the bunch of people i will be pain staking working with for drama. We love jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/groups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/groups.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/groups.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desert for you. the Mango pudding was srcumptious. DAmn good! DAMN DAMN DAMN good! The dessert made out $70 all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/3%20serve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/3%20serve.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterr paaaartyy&lt;br /&gt;Okay,&lt;br /&gt;totally differnt, beyond the wildest, but superly comfy experience. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided not to post the pictures up, in case. You know how they get teachers to surf blogs.&lt;br /&gt;and create a big who-ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this makes me NOT want to go back to sg for uni. No. No. No way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113116148597368290?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113116148597368290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113116148597368290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113116148597368290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113116148597368290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-cha-wish-your-girl-friend-was-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113106891124579174</id><published>2005-11-04T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T09:48:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Evan's birthday on wed, dinner at sofias. good food, good company, great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2554.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens after a long chemistry lecture on green chem and atom economy and how people should use liquid cardon dioxide as detergents and cleaning agents...fuck, i dont have much of an elevation. Its not me, its the timing, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2575.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2573.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2564.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken outside evan budge at trinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;today is the trinity balllll!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; hohoho! i have 6 hours to get dressed. hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;im alll blueeeeeeee instead of purple for once!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113106891124579174?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113106891124579174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113106891124579174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113106891124579174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113106891124579174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/evans-birthday-on-wed-dinner-at-sofias.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113102291981364750</id><published>2005-11-03T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T21:01:59.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you god for the nice weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113102291981364750?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113102291981364750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113102291981364750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113102291981364750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113102291981364750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/thank-you-god-for-nice-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113096892399013120</id><published>2005-11-03T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T06:02:04.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i woke up today early to my happiness, it was raining!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain rain (don't) go away,&lt;br /&gt;(don't) come again some other day.&lt;br /&gt;rain rain ( don't go away)&lt;br /&gt;little stephy wants to play?&lt;br /&gt;( and i really need you here to stay.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, it took me less than half and hour to sleep WHY? basic science.&lt;br /&gt;I placed a bucket of cold water from the shower next to my bed where the fan blew. EVAPORATION. but as we all know, if a pail of water could do the job, there wont be any need for airconditioning. On top of that, i frequently wet and re-wet my face towel and placed it on my stomach. the whole bed became wet after. And in the morning, i couldnt find my towel =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS A FUCKING HUGE FLY THAT IS BUZZING..IM OFF. OUT OF THE HOUSE.. FUCK I HATE THIS PLACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113096892399013120?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113096892399013120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113096892399013120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113096892399013120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113096892399013120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-woke-up-today-early-to-my-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113091781246941922</id><published>2005-11-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T15:50:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It took me 3 hours to fall asleep yesterday due to the sweltering heat. and today, its hot like fuck like that. I think, needless to say, i wont be able to sleep. Fuck lah! its 32 degrees and there is no aircon! and omg, 32 in singapore seems no where near 32 in melbourne. The sky is damn clear, the kind of sky u would want when u go sentosa, but never get. The sun is BEAMING, no clouds to hide it away thus a lack of shelter from the gastly stinging hot rays. I cant even sit still without sweating. And i am totally NOT in the mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticky&lt;br /&gt;Oily&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty&lt;br /&gt;Grumpy&lt;br /&gt;Stuffy&lt;br /&gt;Crampedup&lt;br /&gt;Uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;Stressed&lt;br /&gt;Hot&lt;br /&gt;Agitated&lt;br /&gt;Compeled&lt;br /&gt;Mang-Zhang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me, for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget:&lt;br /&gt;ithcy&lt;br /&gt;disgusted&lt;br /&gt;paranoid&lt;br /&gt;pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnews: tml possible thunderstorm! yes yes yes! Cold weather, please come. Kill the heat and the mossies and flies the size of a fifty cent coin at the same time. Your help will be greatly appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113091781246941922?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113091781246941922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113091781246941922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113091781246941922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113091781246941922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-took-me-3-hours-to-fall-asleep.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113089287226600741</id><published>2005-11-02T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T08:54:32.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talked to the mentor and he told me to book my air ticket back to melb for next year! ahhhhhh. which means ....either i choose to stay here or not right? but daddy's condition, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONLY IF I GET INTO MED SCHOOL, CAN I STAY HERE.&lt;/span&gt; wtf. Im just going to have a long sleep on this. until like next year maybe. Not going to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appointment with the mentor tml at 9.30, supposedly i have no school until 1.45 but now i have to wake up early. so note to self again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-past years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-memorizeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-zumdahl???????!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start later yes yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom in 2 days. No lunch, no dinner no food. live off water and juice. Immune juice in particular.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buy, another note to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, maybe later when i go out to watch people have lunch, while i pretend i am lunching toooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that 70s show&lt;/span&gt;, i am happy, for now.byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113089287226600741?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113089287226600741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113089287226600741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113089287226600741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113089287226600741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/talked-to-mentor-and-he-told-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113083450642633626</id><published>2005-11-01T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T16:41:46.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the first time i am watching everybody loves raymond when the sky is bright. Its 7.15 and it looks like this,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that is melbourne central from jk's window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is HOT HOT HOT. almost gross. Humid, stuffy and blazing hot. Times like this, i wish it was still winter or smth. and Taylors, being the crap pit hole it is, has no air conditioning. There were rain clouds passing just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safewayed today and bought more fish. heeeeeheeeeheee! we decided to make caesar salad, something i decided to about 6 months ago and as usual, no action talk only. So bought a bottle of caesar dressing only to find out we have another 2 bottles back home. and today for dinner,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/black%20pork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/black%20pork.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/prawns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/prawns.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambal prawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means, there goes the detox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113083450642633626?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113083450642633626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113083450642633626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113083450642633626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113083450642633626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-first-time-i-am-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113077173610038473</id><published>2005-10-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T23:15:36.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i didnt know halloween was the western version of the chinese's 7th month, well, somesort. That goes to show, people everywhere dont differ that greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a talk with jk about stereotyping. Its a sensitive issue so im not going to talk much about it because it may just cause some sort of unintended tension. But, i realised that a way a person is brought up can really define their mindsets and assumptions. Stereotyping commonly boils down to simple facts like schools, housing, appearance, language and to me, even lighting. Its very wrong to stereotype, yet it so much a part of our lives. Such a sensitive issue, very unlike me to even think about it, but for now its intriging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey stars, the tastiest stars in the universe!!!! yes it issssss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne cup is tml! the event for the $$ kaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey shorty, i know u wana party. hey mama. - well this goes out to u all mugging for respective exams. Just think about it, if u are not in trinity, paaaarty days are not that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister asked me, "if u were to sit for your exams now, u think u can get 100%'. That got me thinking. Of course not right. But if i wanted 100% i should be almost there as of now. Wake up call wake up call. sheer fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113077173610038473?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113077173610038473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113077173610038473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113077173610038473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113077173610038473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-didnt-know-halloween-was-western.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113072000884914594</id><published>2005-10-31T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:30:58.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waiting for PROF II, dots, to meet me down stairs and we are going for drama practice. See, we deserve, without a doubt, to get 10/10. We are acutally meeting and WORKING on a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well heres something i found rather interesting. yesterday, we went for early mass. And it was a mass for the racing faturnity. For jockeys, both past and present. Thats new, i thought. But like at the end the preist said, happy racing, our money rides with you. funny. You tell me how you'd think it would have meant if u heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I craving for ice mocha. The ice mocha at crown is wow-wow-wow. But its also like 4.20. And to take it away, like get it in a nifty cup its $0.40 less ( $3.80). Funny how this plcae works. Ice mocha with me anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clarence&lt;/span&gt;: you ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swongie&lt;/span&gt;: i'll stay anywhere nice. nicole said she might be staying there tooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matt&lt;/span&gt;: MATTTTY! its been sometime since i last heard from u, nevertheless, it was good. Yes yes, how about i bring u along when i go slap her ( thrice) so thats 2+3= 5. Or maybe bring along jks badminton seniors too. they would give that extra &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SMASH&lt;/span&gt;. No la, i'll save u the trauma of having to view such a sight. Im happy, i think i'll even spare myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;evanchang&lt;/span&gt;: you ah...tell shin han such things..tsktsk. bullllllllshit.. lol, if u havent notice, i like that word alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gui&lt;/span&gt;: U be my food controller can? i think youd be a goood one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113072000884914594?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113072000884914594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113072000884914594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113072000884914594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113072000884914594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/waiting-for-prof-ii-dots-to-meet-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113059644124489700</id><published>2005-10-29T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T22:34:02.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, melbourne tv stations are indeed in a league of their own. In one sitting, i have watched, MIB, charlie's angels and lord of the ring the two towers. And then at the end, it says brought to you by cadbury. So steph whips out her two blocks of cadbury chocolate and starts eating n singing, wouldnt it be nice if the world was cadbury, you can run inside a chocolate maze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/125_2501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/125_2501.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that face has 'screw the detox' written all over it. ( well, at least for now. 4 kg down =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/124_2500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/124_2500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolates are a source of endorphins, and being happy is key. Life is short, be happy. Dont worry, be happy. Happy boys and happy girls we'll be, we are the happy boys and girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113059644124489700?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113059644124489700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113059644124489700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113059644124489700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113059644124489700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm-melbourne-tv-stations-are-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113057235203766135</id><published>2005-10-29T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:52:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2451.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2451.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mushroom and onion rice which goes with the buttered slamon. Been eating this for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2457.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2458.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who care, tell this girl to study. Look at that, shes so relaxed! 33 more hours to the first paper and yay, shes watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2475.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2475.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked fish head curry last night. So much for detox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2495.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying at Law and look at my knees! FUCKKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry. I want siao long baos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113057235203766135?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113057235203766135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113057235203766135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113057235203766135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113057235203766135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/mushroom-and-onion-rice-which-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113050243030916429</id><published>2005-10-28T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:27:58.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently watching save the last dance. And it just comes at the right moment. Just like Sarah who Julia Stiles plays as, i lost my mom. And its about only 4 more hours till her 2nd year death anniversary. Yes, this week, i have been dreaming, thinking and imagining of my mom. Funny. Reoccuring dreams somemore, becuase of the fact my dad dosent want to come down here to accompany me, i dreamt my mom came instead and suddenly we were in Singapore again, and then suddenly, in my dream, she was just a ghost. Random, but bahs, so is death and tragedy. You cant explain death. Neither can u explain what feelings one gets after a love one passes away. So im not going to bother describing. Just that, everyyear this time, its going to be a special one in a subtle way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and i realise that alot of me reminds me of my mom. My temper, ah thats something thats the replica and epitome of my mom. So bite me if i flare up at you, because today, im proud of the fact im a grumpy/unreasonable bitch at times ( particularly the family members), but i still love u guys. And the fact that i am on a fish only diet this week. 2 years ago, when my mom FORCED me to eat fish, which i hated, i would never imagine of this week where fish has been the only thing, other than rich, which i eat. Aya, even my multiple eyelids scream MOM! MOM! to me.I dont like my eyelids still! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid show and period got me all emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to top that, i heard the most ridiculous thing. One person told me, that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; god took my mom&lt;/span&gt; away &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;becuase &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i did not give&lt;/span&gt; enough. &lt;/span&gt;After giving that point of view some thought, I still think its utter bull. Well, to step up to my own defense, god has a reason for everything. Who is to judge god's actions and god's will. If he planned for her death, thats for him to know. And can you dare defy god's intention and put your own rationale behind it. And, i forgive and forget, but i do it poorly and i am learning. But as for now, that person will not live down that statement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113050243030916429?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113050243030916429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113050243030916429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113050243030916429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113050243030916429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/currently-watching-save-last-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113042689266286545</id><published>2005-10-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:28:12.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha...i read joey's blog and he was talking about the recent hype over museum-of-twits.blogspot.com and yes, it echos my sentiments. Hilarious i tell you. At least those people are true to themselves. There are others who try to be something else, yet everything about them screams "teeheeheex, eu ar sho ke aix worx". Then again, people like those portrayed are rather interesting. Have you thought of 'twits' as people that celebrate in fusion? Like the fusion of east and west. And the fusion of X and Z together with english words. Or metrosexuality and hello kitty(?). Gee, who am i kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back eap presentation marks. WOW. I told you its the previous teacher that screwed my EAP grades into the gound. Anyways, im lying in such a recumbant position, its way to relaxing to feel uptight about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, during an orgasm, parts of your brain that detect stress, anxiety and depression are switched off. Wow, then maybe during an examination, people should up a plug or two to relase all that unwanted stress. Then again, you probably wont do well either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that a girl can't orgasm if their girly parts arnt erected, very much like a man- they cant come unless they are erected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know 10% of women can ejaculate while having orgasms. Ohhh you lucky people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know telling a man, who is NOT your lawfully wedded husband, that you love him the morning after, you actually have a high chance of chasing him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that one can learn many interesting things from cleo and cosmo. Been reading the mags my roommate leaves around and they are sooo interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clarence greeted me, ' M-----. Wah cheebye. How coincidental, refer to the top, M----- are not much different. Another group of people who celebrate in fusion of various different things like hiphop and curry. And i dont even want to say the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113042689266286545?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113042689266286545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113042689266286545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113042689266286545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113042689266286545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/hahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113039391276377377</id><published>2005-10-27T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:18:32.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spring had sprung. But nowww..its just plain hot and stuffy without the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i should be doing. But i have to admit, all the studying i have been doing in the lib, is not really studying. Im just doing hmwk, so, actions are mostly in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how emotions get all stirred up due to the hormonal blah during the period period. I hate it, i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113039391276377377?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113039391276377377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113039391276377377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113039391276377377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113039391276377377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/spring-had-sprung.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113033889747483060</id><published>2005-10-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:01:37.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think, grapefruit? or the chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2445.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttered Salmon. Not that shiok as it sounds lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2435.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easy way of getting the antioxidants. I love this juice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2441.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg in a very sad condition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2443.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law lib today turn out fruitful. I love the law library. Ah, being almost part of melbourne uni, i can almost smell the life of an undergrad. All the more i want to get into melb uni and not any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOOOOOOOO GO AWAY! GO ! Go! GOOOOO!!!!!! You are most unwelcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113033889747483060?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113033889747483060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113033889747483060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113033889747483060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113033889747483060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-do-u-think-grapefruit-or.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113031281422738994</id><published>2005-10-26T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:46:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently at the trinity comp lab waiting for the very slack before exams, jessica JACINTHA koh to meet me at food bowl for dinner. Hmm. I told her to make it a snappy trip from the hostle to food bowl, but as slack as she is about exams, she is about time. So i guess i will be sitting here in front of this lovely Imac 17" desktop for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a HORRIBLE day. I fell. On the streets. U want to know why? Ask me. But i swear, it was voodoo or whichcraft or just sheer karma. fuck. and the whole day, i had really bad things happen to me. Like the thing arrived, then the pad vending machine ate my $1 up. Then i bumped my head onto the side of the toilet paper holder. Then now, i probably have to wait really long for jk to show up. Today is not a good day. But i am rather happy, i finished my probablity distribution tutorial in class. Well, the bionomial and geometric parts at least. =) happppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored. Someone entertain me. It dosent help that i dont really know anyone who is here in the lab. humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, i feel this sense of acomplishment with regards to the fish cooking. I went to buy more fish. 3 fillets of salmon wish costs $11.45!!! and 3 fillets of dory fish. =) after which the trip back from safeway, had me falling onto my knees upon chancing upon the fug. ewww. Ok, enough of fish. Ah..dinner at food bowl is going to destroy my detox. But i cooked lunch, and my knees hurt, so thats good enough an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life has been treating me well ( i guess) and i am feeling utterly random today.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, time leaves less than two weeks.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ohh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOUNDS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113031281422738994?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113031281422738994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113031281422738994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113031281422738994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113031281422738994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/currently-at-trinity-comp-lab-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113025123705155124</id><published>2005-10-25T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:40:37.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bittersweeted, upon recieveing the congratulatory letter from trinity for the near completed year. I had to take advantage of the situation and asked daddy if he would like be at my graduation ceremony. And he answered, 'of course, that is in 6 years time right?'. So typical of him to be utterly anticlimaxy. There is, now, i brigher glimer of hope. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to say that this week, i have whipped up so many dishes i never knew i could cook. I am mastering my fish cooking skills in particular. Exams are coming up right, and my mom always told me that fish is brain food. Something to do with the Omega 3 oils. So, given that i need to do well, i need to eat fish. So its fish everyday until the exams.=) I have tried steaming, butter frying, as well as chilli/oystersaucing and am bound to run out of ideas. So please, if anyone has any idea how to cook fish, please share... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the update on my detox. The grapefruit thing is really making me rather...ugh.. It really numbs your tongue. Ah, determination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113025123705155124?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113025123705155124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113025123705155124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113025123705155124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113025123705155124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/bittersweeted-upon-recieveing.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113016649555002105</id><published>2005-10-24T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T23:08:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/104-0487_IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/104-0487_IMG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i found this and...OMG..WTF!?!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113016649555002105?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113016649555002105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113016649555002105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113016649555002105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113016649555002105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-i-found-this-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-113016599410898878</id><published>2005-10-24T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:59:54.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>detoxing has been going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rather&lt;/span&gt; well la. Still plenty of room for improvment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish daddy would come down at the end of nov. I really dont want to pack all my stuff and leave melb ALONE. I need some parental guidance. I mean, why is he in a rush to let me be independant. Its like, when the time comes and i do want to be independant, then he would probably miss all the times like these when i still want him around. But, its not like i wont want him around in the future, hes my dad. I am just saying that next time, i wont be so childish and i wont be whining to him and this i am sure, he would miss. Who wouldnt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to learn, that running away from problems is a problem in itself. There are certain pitfalls in my personality that i think should be changed. One good and very evident issue is my inability to say 'No' to people. I end up finding myself in akward situations and events i wish i was never there. I just dont like the tension when i say 'No' to anybody because its not a nice thing to say. Its not a nice thing to reject, basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/pimpedoutchairswithpimedasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/pimpedoutchairswithpimedasses.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please say you guys would be down in a matter of 3 weeks or so. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-113016599410898878?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/113016599410898878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=113016599410898878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113016599410898878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/113016599410898878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/detoxing-has-been-going-rather-well-la.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112999124468830811</id><published>2005-10-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T22:27:24.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there has been a lack of updates from the gundos' blogs. Where art thou folks?&lt;br /&gt;Thats probably a rhetorical question. You guys are probably studying. Something i should be doing. Laundry today was fun. I took us half a day to dry one load. And its not really dry. Its still in the drier since 4 ish and its now 12.15am. This is one of the reasons i HATE doing the laundry. By the way, i washed bedsheets. which havent been washed since may, others ( most) since mama left in march. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the comforts of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water water water and more water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EAP presentation TML! How screwed am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to detox for the next 2 weeks or so. No more oyster sauce chicken and black sauce pork with potatoes. No more chips.&lt;br /&gt;-Brocolli/Cauliflower ( BOILED)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken/fish soup.&lt;br /&gt;-Spinach with garlic&lt;br /&gt;-Fish steamed with Ginger and Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;-At least two servings of fruit a day&lt;br /&gt;-GRAPEFRUIT!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Tofu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means, its straight to Victoria Market to pick up the ingredients to kickstart me to a healthy new living. Energy boosting, free radical eliminating and whats best, weight reducing detox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more outside food.&lt;br /&gt;And here is the plan&lt;br /&gt;monday lunch at home because school starts at 1.45&lt;br /&gt;tuesday drama during lunch, so im having honey stars&lt;br /&gt;wednesday lunch at home again&lt;br /&gt;thursday lunch at home again&lt;br /&gt;friday this may vary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112999124468830811?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112999124468830811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112999124468830811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112999124468830811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112999124468830811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-has-been-lack-of-updates-from.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112991102915893830</id><published>2005-10-22T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:10:29.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because for the past god knows how many hours, swong has been drinking water infront of me non stop, i have been motivated to drink water. Water is essential for the soul. My dad has this book, ' you may think you are sick, but you are thirsty.' so yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky to have you people. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112991102915893830?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112991102915893830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112991102915893830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112991102915893830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112991102915893830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/because-for-past-god-knows-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112987263037878141</id><published>2005-10-21T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:30:30.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU ANNAMAE AND KELVIN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the most mouth-watering, tentalizing, tastebud erotica(?), delicious, dudelious ( princess annie), FATTENING breakfast!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh-oh, from so far away, it taste freshly baked, beautifully melting with each bite. oh-oh.&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112987263037878141?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112987263037878141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112987263037878141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112987263037878141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112987263037878141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/thank-you-annamae-and-kelvin-for-most.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112971042151376705</id><published>2005-10-19T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:27:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that 5 mins injection has worked wonders! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeeling better..thanks to everyone who showered concern.. the tonsils are big but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEHEEE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry...got this werid feeling in my stomach..like im always hungry but when i eat, i dont feel like eating. i wish daddy would come down in dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEHEE...&lt;br /&gt;funnyyyyyyyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112971042151376705?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112971042151376705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112971042151376705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112971042151376705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112971042151376705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/that-5-mins-injection-has-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112961428605448277</id><published>2005-10-18T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:44:46.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=( down with tonsillitis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ton·sil·li·tis&lt;/b&gt; (t&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/obreve.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;n&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/lprime.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;s&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/schwa.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;-l&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/imacr.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/prime.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;t&lt;img src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/AHD4/GIF/ibreve.gif" align="absbottom" border="0" /&gt;s)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;dl&gt; &lt;dd&gt; Inflammation of a tonsil, especially the palatine tonsil.&lt;/dd&gt; &lt;/dl&gt; imflammation of A tonsil eh, then i have tonsilslitis lah. My throat is burning. I went to OSCH health service. And they refered me to a nurse, becuase all the doctors were full. Since when walk in clinics have not doctors for an urgent matter. bah. The nurse took one look and my inflammed tonsilS and said i needed to be refered to a doctor. SO i waited ONE HOUR PLUS to get the doc to see me, only to agree with me i have tonsillitis and to refer me back to the nurse for me to take my 5 MIN LONG INJECTION. At least the doc and the nurse were nice. But the injection..5 mins! from a stringe of 1.5 cm diameter and almost 6 cm long!&lt;br /&gt;(3.412)x(.75)x(.75)x6&lt;br /&gt;=30.8 cubic cm of penicillin into my ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could not go for drama. could not go for lit. Could not go for anything. I am stuck at home. Almost confied to the bed. And jk has so nicely went to pick up my 50 tablets of penicillin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112961428605448277?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112961428605448277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112961428605448277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112961428605448277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112961428605448277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/down-with-tonsillitis-tonsillitis-tns.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112952306489441987</id><published>2005-10-17T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T12:24:24.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have very limited tolerance for certain things.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling rather PMSy. And i am wondering if i made the right choice to come here. I think i would very much rather be fucking stressed preparing for As then to be here in a bu san bu si mess. And EAP is driving me crazy. So is drama and lit. This is really not fair, i mean why do i get ALL 3 anal teachers for the 3 most unnecessary subjects that hinders me my 94, let alone my 98.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, even the fucking contestant on ready steady cook is pissing me off and even the stupid australian idol-who-finish-singing-and-always-look-as-if-she-is-going-to-cry is getting on my nerves. In conclusion, Trinity is not what IDP says it would be(?) AND I ABSOLUTELY ABHORE EAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not make use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I dont see why the lack of ability to master EXCELLENT theatrical elements like scene changes and prop use will rander my ability of being a science student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112952306489441987?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112952306489441987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112952306489441987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112952306489441987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112952306489441987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-very-limited-tolerance-for.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112946378895639242</id><published>2005-10-16T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:56:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sudden onset of fever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112946378895639242?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112946378895639242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112946378895639242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112946378895639242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112946378895639242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/sudden-onset-of-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112935065427611892</id><published>2005-10-15T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T12:30:54.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/pak%20jk%20and%20i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/pak%20jk%20and%20i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/gui%20and%20i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/gui%20and%20i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKIE what i have found.. lolololol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112935065427611892?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112935065427611892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112935065427611892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112935065427611892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112935065427611892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/lookie-what-i-have-found.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112929941261120779</id><published>2005-10-14T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T22:16:52.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm, funny, I am starting to peel. How about that? sentosa was like 2 weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught In Her Shoes. So touching....-tear, literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112929941261120779?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112929941261120779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112929941261120779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112929941261120779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112929941261120779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmmm-funny-i-am-starting-to-peel.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112921055670839905</id><published>2005-10-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:35:56.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awared that official schooling days at ac are over, im feeling a pang of pain and loss. I will miss jc life. Funny, although im here and ac's there and the fact i have been gone for almost 9 months, i still feel a great sense of atachment. I love going back for class and slacking sessions at the void&lt;br /&gt; deck, and most importantly, i love everyone there.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/2004_0221fun-o-rama040014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/2004_0221fun-o-rama040014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/DSC00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/DSC00048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112921055670839905?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112921055670839905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112921055670839905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112921055670839905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112921055670839905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/awared-that-official-schooling-days-at.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112920739152894181</id><published>2005-10-13T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:43:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currenly watching 30 days. The person who did Supersize me, Spurlunk?, is doing a new series. Today's show features the guy and his gf working for minimum wage. Its like $7 a hour or even less. Can you image, u have to work hard labour, hard physically labour for such a pay. Then, u have to buy food, and rent a place, pay for electricity. These are all just the most basic and fundimental need for somebody to live. Not forgetting clothes enough to even cloth yourself. And even pay for medical treatment one of which, is almost a day's wage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That leads me to ponder. Like the way i am living, is very much like an independant life, tho supported solely by my dad. Imagine how i would have to live, if i had to rely on minimum wage. I have to learn how to appreciate things more. Seriously, almost everything i spent my money on, is luxarious. And to think ironically, i was cajoling my dad to give me more money cos i already spent ( only) $13000 Aus$, it leaves me feeling rather digusted at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a rude awakening. Not everyone has the pleasure of living comfortably. And to live comfortably and happy, is truly a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112920739152894181?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112920739152894181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112920739152894181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112920739152894181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112920739152894181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/currenly-watching-30-days.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112919344778714462</id><published>2005-10-13T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:50:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am scared for life. Remember the BEST ban mian i told u guys about. The dry one..which is just so OOOMPH, well today they severed me, as usual and i was like yay..so nice drink drink drink, burnt my tongue..and when i looked into my soup, there were MAGGOTS. U know, fruit flies, like the young of the fruit flies. You may ask how i know, well i guess its as such because i had to do this fly experiment in bio and the teach showed us the different stages. So u have the lavae the pupae and THIS MAGGOT like not here not there baby fly. tons of them. And the lady said it was peper.&lt;br /&gt;Pepper grew feelers and 6 legs yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so they nicely changed the soup for us, and AGAIN, there were flies.  At least i got a refund&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112919344778714462?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112919344778714462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112919344778714462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112919344778714462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112919344778714462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-scared-for-life.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112912260610370827</id><published>2005-10-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:10:06.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112912260610370827?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112912260610370827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112912260610370827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112912260610370827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112912260610370827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112891306391949186</id><published>2005-10-10T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:57:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i beg to differ, ignorance is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ay, sudden wake up call from annamae, asking me to go to the agent. i was like HUHHHH? sorry i was kinda in a daze. We went house-scouting. Well, a home is a house when u make one to be. So it really dosent matter where i stay. but it wont hurt if there are nice gym and pool facilities so i can have a convienent access to exercise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls want the grunt in the hump, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Note to self:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find return tix&lt;br /&gt;do eap and find books&lt;br /&gt;drama!!!!&lt;br /&gt;talk to marco tml morning&lt;br /&gt;talk to sam after drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because ultimately, u're lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112891306391949186?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112891306391949186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112891306391949186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112891306391949186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112891306391949186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-beg-to-differ-ignorance-is-not-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112886352144700872</id><published>2005-10-09T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T21:27:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/2gether4eva%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/2gether4eva%21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me back to years ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/Picture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/Picture2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or take me back to a month ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2255.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are far from changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112886352144700872?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112886352144700872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112886352144700872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112886352144700872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112886352144700872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/take-me-back-to-years-ago-or-take-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112885808444259736</id><published>2005-10-09T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:41:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_2403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_2403.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASe just give me my qin. I need it. I feel empty. i MISS home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church,home,empire,chillipadi,qv,chapelstreet,tgifs,home. And dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt buy anything i didnt buy anything! Proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is bleak and meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gina: na! yeah lah..ernest said wed have lunch, but i never heard from him again. Anyways. will u be in singapore in dec?? we need to catch up catch up catch up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112885808444259736?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112885808444259736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112885808444259736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112885808444259736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112885808444259736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-just-give-me-my-qin.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112878612348824747</id><published>2005-10-08T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:42:07.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>40 year old virgin, left all 10 of us laughing like hyenas(sp?). Omg HI-LA-RIOUS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched ohtello today with nic, who fell alseep from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poor soul sat singing&lt;br /&gt;under the sycamore tree&lt;br /&gt;singing willow willow willow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- literature. I am a science student for a very blatant reason, because im not artyfarty material. So i think it is highly unfair, unjust and unreasonable to MAKE it MANDATORY to include LIT/DRAMA into my final average when im going to take PURELY SCIENCE courses next year at uni. Why why why. Oh whyyyyyyy? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohtello. PLEASE help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. I havent been online for a long while (in my terms) because i have decided that the computer, if left on and connected to the internet is a much unwanted distraction, especially during this period of time where stress levels are on the rise. So i have left my lap top under the dinning table, out of sight and out of reach(im too lazy to reach down to get it) so i wont spend time idling over aimless activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, I LOVE SWONG. i just needed to get that out of my system.she helped me look cool.hiakhiak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112878612348824747?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112878612348824747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112878612348824747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112878612348824747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112878612348824747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/40-year-old-virgin-left-all-10-of-us.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112873066010890007</id><published>2005-10-08T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:17:40.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homesickness is kicking in once more. Watching cartoons on a sat morning. Im up at 10. amazzzzzzing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep to my word( for as long as possible) shopping is a bad thing. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, its time to break that complusive obsessvie implussive shopping behavior of mine.  And yes, money dosent come easy. So i think i will abide. Its unfair to spend money the way i do using hard earned money which is not mine. So. Heres to a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how long this can keep up. I feel a sudden enlightenment. About almost everything. Maybe it takes a tremendous amount of stress and to a certain extent, fear, to get me going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone kind enough to get me a few boxes of honey stars, i finished mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i was unable to wake up to go to school. hahaha.. yes yes..i will find that ticket. we need to plan for the next holiday..but now, got to study study study! i love u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112873066010890007?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112873066010890007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112873066010890007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112873066010890007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112873066010890007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/homesickness-is-kicking-in-once-more.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112860667332661591</id><published>2005-10-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:51:13.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Othello will do my lit justice. I remember likee agesssss ago, zhu was complaining to me about how he spelt Othello as Otello and his teacher circled every 'Otello' in the essay. Haha. So i was in lit lecture today...thinking that i wont skip lit lecture so that i may just help me in the finals, and i was writing notes and I was about to write Otello when it striked me. And swong,  dont laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i quote from carmen, " We are all screwed" SO screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheeheeh. school has never been so much FUNNNNN. Who am i kidding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad told me i have to account for $5000. HOLY SHIT. tell me HOW am i going to do that...and..he was going on about how he knows about my shopping sprees AND i have been shopping with vast amount of cash at outlets such as CONDOM KINGDOM( GUI, UR PRESSENTS), sportsgirl,americanvintage, gernal pants...he named almost ALL the stores in melbourne central. FCUK, Kookai...heeeheeeheee, SO SCREWED. but but but, i didnt even blow my budget. I spent what i did cos i save on food and other stuff..like washing clothes. Thats why i bring back 2 bags full of clothes to wash each time i go back. Not forgetting timtams! But still, I really really guilty. I am not shopping again. Clarence, i should have listened to u when u asked me to STOP. But its kinda hard to stop when ur in the middle of it. So. right now. I have made resolutions. Who said resolutions should only be made every new year. Im starting mine NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study everyday. AT least in some form of studying.&lt;br /&gt;No BIG shopping sprees. Till, maybe next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell u i am screwed. So, pardon me for my meaningless entry.&lt;br /&gt;_98%-94% unatainable&lt;br /&gt;_low low low on cash&lt;br /&gt;_left my prom dress in singapore&lt;br /&gt;_lost my air tic back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, at least i get to eat my konlo ban mien! yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u all in singapore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112860667332661591?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112860667332661591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112860667332661591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112860667332661591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112860667332661591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/othello-will-do-my-lit-justice.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112831467664790416</id><published>2005-10-03T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:44:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im back in melbourne. Back to the comforts of..... i will have to think about that. But at least im back with swong and annamae! RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT? ( of course they would say right, cos i have their food.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride home was a good one. Slept most of the time. And when i was not sleeping, i would be laughing with dawn. Because.&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, 2 hours long taxi ridge home. It costs us $88.50. That is like, around singapore, to jb back to singapore for another round. madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homesickness is kicking in. Miss my family and friends. Dishes need to be done, jk and i left them here and what did i find? FUNGUS. hiakhiakhiak. But hey, I unpacked everything already. Hows that for a start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah-ah, NOT cool. Self-soothe method, u like, i see.&lt;br /&gt;Caution: dont drown in denial and ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Beware: drastic after effects of self pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/8787095-112831467664790416?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112831467664790416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112831467664790416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112831467664790416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112831467664790416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back-in-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112823681771008960</id><published>2005-10-02T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T15:06:57.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a great last day &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%2010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the gundos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i had a great time in singapore. Unlike the first trip back. I didnt not count every second and minute( thinking how much or how little time i have left), which gave me ample untapped energy to fully indulge in the wonderment of having a holiday, back home with people i care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence: oh boy, Im going to miss u and all your entics again. Thanks for meeting me every so often. I'll buy back more food for u! U need to EAT!&lt;br /&gt;GUI: lol..i'll come back and self invite myself to ur place again.&lt;br /&gt;FEN: you doll you. next time we go sentosa, i bring super sunscreen. The type they sell in aust to prevent the whites from the super UV skin cancering rays. I think it would help.&lt;br /&gt;PAK: my bitch. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;QUEK: I promise pinkie will be home the next trip.&lt;br /&gt;GEOW: U have to promise me u will keep quek sane with the pinkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u all. And thanks for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112823681771008960?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112823681771008960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112823681771008960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112823681771008960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112823681771008960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-had-great-last-day-with-gundos.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112822762139339174</id><published>2005-10-02T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:35:02.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"And others offered help today. REALLY, that attitude, just dont do shit for u no more. Open ur eyes and see the reality. Widen ur pea brain's knowledge, or whats left of it. Trying to out do us. Now, wah, senior. BIG SIA.Well, today. Not just ME, who used to think u were the biggest eye sore in the entire school, but even &lt;strong&gt;outsiders&lt;/strong&gt; share the same sentiments. You just never fail to prove my random utter gossips right. Such a disgrace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;this i found from posts dated back quite a while. And GUESS who , from WHICH tetiary institution, said about WHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ironic. Its just hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8787095-112822762139339174?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112822762139339174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112822762139339174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822762139339174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822762139339174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-others-offered-help-today.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112822707480287346</id><published>2005-10-02T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:24:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, miss holier-than-thou, why dont u practice what you preach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;Spell it with me.&lt;br /&gt;O. B. L.I.V.I.O.N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really getting a kick out of this. Uber fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112822707480287346?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112822707480287346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112822707480287346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822707480287346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822707480287346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-miss-holier-than-thou-why-dont-u.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112822615270300297</id><published>2005-10-02T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T12:09:12.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh..im leaving in about 11 hours. it really sucks. Its like u waited so long to finally get back to singapore, and in 2 and a half SHORT weeks, you gotta leave. =( no..why??????&lt;br /&gt;will blog more later..&lt;br /&gt;dad went for operation, now he has a bloated cheeck. so cute..hahahaha..he is worried it would stay like that forever. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARK TAN! youuuuuuu i was at church, but no hp, so i rushed back to get it, so at the same time, my dad could fetch me back to church cos he went for some meeting thingy. BUT u left me! bahbahbah! december ah!!!! good luck for ur promos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alf, wow..since when u'd appear on my tags..anyways...take care of fen! and ace ur As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak, im going to cling onto u like ur BEST friend.( no pun intended, TRUST ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn, yes yes. We shall execute our little plan on board the plan. Skarlly we become to bored with it, i'll just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swong, yeah..coming back with ur maggie mee and honey stars! TEll annamae i have trouble finding her pop tarts and recees peanutbutter cups. WHICH I WANT TOOOO. melb sells them for 3.50 for TWO cups. WTF right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112822615270300297?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112822615270300297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112822615270300297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822615270300297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112822615270300297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112800547548091779</id><published>2005-09-29T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T22:51:15.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after dinner, we went to St. Teresa. Then we decided to head down to RSYC for dessert. So yes, the 4 of us, happily strolled into the club enjoying the evening breeze by the bay. And i ordered, a not so nice, crispy haagen dasz vanilla sandwich. What we were talking about, i do not recall. It was probably something like my dad going " you sure u want to eat ice cream?" with a pun intended. So anyways, suddenly there was a racket coming from next to us. Seated beside were 3 old men. Then the one in blue, started shouting. He was going on about how the oldie in grey was incinuating him. About how he cant swim and scuba dive. Yeah, and it went on to the part were he said smth like ' u asked me 3 times weather i can swim,thats when i get angry. Im not sensitive, im just born different.' And moving on, he said something like ' i have to deal with having 2 surnames, and two legs of different length. You can scuba dive so u keep harping on your good points'. Yeah. and He started banging the table, using his handphone, thumpping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is clearly oblivous to the fact that he is making a mockery of himself. Very much like a certain someone so is also clearly in oblivion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112800547548091779?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112800547548091779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112800547548091779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112800547548091779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112800547548091779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112798803160128540</id><published>2005-09-29T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T18:00:31.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its werid. where i stay, im always in the middle of a storm or rain or whatever. Its like, one day, jk was complaining she cant go out cos it was raining cats and dogs over at her place. And i was looking out my dads window, and wow..there was this mistified fog covering pandan valley and Mt Sanai area. And today. I was cajoling my lazy brother, and and saw on my left, the sky was pitch dark and to my right, it was super sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUI. STOP SLEEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought my anna sui- sui love at a very good price, then jk told me later, she thinks they added water to the perfume so thats why its so cheap. huhhh????!!! nvm.. thank god i didnt buy my sui dreams yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent shopped this holiday. No urge again. And as soon as i say this, it would probably come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat honey dew sago and pig stomach soup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112798803160128540?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112798803160128540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112798803160128540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112798803160128540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112798803160128540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-werid.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112793080353864504</id><published>2005-09-29T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T02:06:43.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We decided to meet up one night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%208.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And decided we should relive some of the best times of our lives&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%209.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while doing so, I found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/haha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/haha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112793080353864504?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112793080353864504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112793080353864504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112793080353864504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112793080353864504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-decided-to-meet-up-one-night.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112791982089635979</id><published>2005-09-28T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:03:41.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was super funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. sleeping at the dining area at jks hse. hahaha. so much for studying lah u two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss kent ridge. We played floorball with xinyi and Mr.Koh. It was like a eruption of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with alex, rick and godma. hohoho. lychee martini. too fast, too strong, headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112791982089635979?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112791982089635979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112791982089635979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112791982089635979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112791982089635979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-was-super-funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112791829158988604</id><published>2005-09-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T11:29:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can be whatever i want to be, now, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who are YOU to judge"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, let alone care? So give it up already? i see u did. Smart hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis very true, afterall, what do YOU gain? U think u out smarted me, okloh. U think u won bitch-of-the-year, okloh. U think ur mighty, okloh. U think u are more mature, okloh.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;we all know what you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112791829158988604?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112791829158988604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112791829158988604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112791829158988604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112791829158988604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-can-be-whatever-i-want-to-be-now-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112783494644832017</id><published>2005-09-27T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:30:40.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%206.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112783494644832017?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112783494644832017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112783494644832017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112783494644832017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112783494644832017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/loves.html' title='loves,'/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112783292347396890</id><published>2005-09-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:55:23.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;she contradicts herself in vain.&lt;br /&gt;Being dump, cant take the pain,&lt;br /&gt;She sounds as though, insane?&lt;br /&gt;She claims this and she claims that.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks she all that.&lt;br /&gt;But ask around, the answer u'll get,&lt;br /&gt;is that shes a dirty little faeces eating rat.&lt;br /&gt;Dont use fancy cover up vocab,&lt;br /&gt;or even dandy little subtle disses.&lt;br /&gt;You think is wow-im-way-cool, we dont think its that fab.&lt;br /&gt;and on your words, my dog pisses.&lt;br /&gt;Dont try and keep up,&lt;br /&gt;leave your gap shut.&lt;br /&gt;or u'll be left,&lt;br /&gt;more deeply cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i am what i say i am. No need for questions. No need for answers. Get. That. Right. Miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112783292347396890?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112783292347396890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112783292347396890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112783292347396890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112783292347396890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/over-and-over-again-she-contradicts.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112778619054813567</id><published>2005-09-27T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:21:51.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY RODELLE!&lt;br /&gt;and nicole teo wei fen is leaving today. sad sad sad! now if i stay up late, and just want to talk.. i have to call overseas...nic...im gonna misss u, for 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;anyways..yesterday i was talking to mark tan and he made me crave for charkwayteow. And im going to get myself some charkwayteow. When i go to the west coast market later. hohoho. TA MEEEEEE here i come! i'll restrict myself to 3 dishes and just ONE ice kachang. yikes..i hope we can finish eating before pak gets done then we can meet her in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting kent ridge, up for discussion. KIV i suppose. But i only go back to see a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; familiar faces and of course, the teachers. Who are just wonderful if i may add, quite the contrary to the certain few in this year's graduating cohort. All in all, i do miss kent ridge. And, if u think of it, secondary school was probably the best time in your life. Days seem so much more relaxed and haha, fun? WOAH..and i got to get THIS off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely ABHORE the people who write tesimonials like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent ridge "rules"&lt;br /&gt;because it "rules" so much.....&lt;br /&gt;The teachers suck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LIKE HELLLLO????????????????????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. I know everyone has an opinion. But why diss it, while u are in it, studying in it everyday, seeing the teachers everyday, and mind you, following their rules ( if its even possible), at the same time,( some) trying to be the miss IT girl/guy of the school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112778619054813567?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112778619054813567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112778619054813567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112778619054813567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112778619054813567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-rodelle-and-nicole-teo.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112765910477395174</id><published>2005-09-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:00:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh phssssh, come off it. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEEEG seafood dinner. Whopping delight i tell ya. =) All thanks for godma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. Todays [edit] homily [edit] was good. It is so true, in theory, Yes and NO have the simplest meaning. Yes is yes and no is no. But to put them into practice, its a little more complicated than that dont u agree? For me it is especially. I can never say no to people, so it comes out as a yes. And sometimes, i lie to keep myself out of trouble and yes becomes a no. And lately, this has been a major issue for me. Sometimes, its rather hard to mean Yes and No while giving the words integrity all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its even hard to mean the things u say nowadays. why... is it puberty?? or lack there of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahahahahahha, i take one look at ur big dikey loserfied face and laugh&lt;/span&gt;. I dont care what u say, i dont care what u say, i dont care what u say. If you are so righteous, holier-than-thou, you wont be what you are. Thats a fact. Face it. ( with your big dikey loserfied face=), wannabe numero UNO!)lovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112765910477395174?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112765910477395174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112765910477395174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112765910477395174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112765910477395174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-phssssh-come-off-it.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112763625565455716</id><published>2005-09-25T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T16:17:35.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exactly one week more left here. its a bitter-sweet feeling. How much i want to go back and finish the school year and see swong and annamae =) yet how much i just want to relax back here in the comforts of the homeland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i am considering taking a year break. but my dad gave me some ristrictions, or should i say, prequisities for him to even allow me to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hlep cheryl and garrett get As in Os and PSLE respectively&lt;br /&gt;2.Work&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick up a life skill, which is reconmended, piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are a few things that have been left lingering and time is drawning nearer for me to face reality.&lt;br /&gt;1. Am i really going to persue medicine even if i cant get into melb uni?&lt;br /&gt;2. But i want to stay in melb uni.&lt;br /&gt;3. I dont mind doing sci/law, but how to tell the parental.&lt;br /&gt;4. Where the heck to stay at next year?&lt;br /&gt;5. How am i going to move there if dad is not coming down in dec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..and&lt;br /&gt;6. How to tell dad i kinda LOST MY RETURN AIR TICKET BACK HOME TO SINGAPORE IN DECEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeh heeh heeh. I am one screwed girl. Agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112763625565455716?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112763625565455716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112763625565455716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112763625565455716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112763625565455716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/exactly-one-week-more-left-here.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112758053600327731</id><published>2005-09-25T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T00:48:56.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rice table. OMG. four of us: wee,fiz,jk and i went on an EMPTY stomach. didnt eat the entire day. and we didnt even eat alot alot at the buffet. Nvm, next time yeah? Food was heavenly. And it was kept coming and coming and coming. Shiok la i tell u. Lets go again, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, fancy clubbing on a full stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112758053600327731?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112758053600327731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112758053600327731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112758053600327731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112758053600327731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/rice-table.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112754707410613412</id><published>2005-09-24T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T15:31:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 colleges, 3 proms, 1 theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. i haded the idea of taylor's masquerade ball, and i was about to hurl my dinner up when i found out trinity's theme was masquerade too. I mean, think about it..u want to go to prom, so that u can see everyone. So, isnt it a waste of time and money to get a mask? Futhermore, u have to agree with me, that masquerade is rather pase. OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ac's prom theme................. masquerade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112754707410613412?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112754707410613412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112754707410613412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112754707410613412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112754707410613412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/3-colleges-3-proms-1-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112731918205011488</id><published>2005-09-22T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T00:13:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>havent really been blogging much lately, just sumary of the days events in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being back here is both good and bad i guess. I makes me realise who really takes the time and effort to care for you, or let say, the various relationships.  Things have changed- everywhere. But its still nice to feel some sense of samiliarity admidst the new unknown. I guess its nature. I do miss melbourne not because of the food, or weather, or the hostel, or the school, or the anything else but the friends left back there and probably all the crap shit we could come up with there. But, at least there is much meaning in the catching up done with thoes who have time to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pak, this is NOT directed to u, YOU ULTIMATE PANG SEH QUEEN. we still love u right gui and jk?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112731918205011488?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112731918205011488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112731918205011488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112731918205011488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112731918205011488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/havent-really-been-blogging-much.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112731156345809169</id><published>2005-09-21T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:06:03.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dedicated to swong and annamae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swong, my dearest and most loved childhood friend. if only u were back here. no seriously..if only, i think i wont feel so..... . we will write our story and publish it..Top seller i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annamae, are u rubbing of ur personality onto swong?? good job.  guess what, i have a three day fitness first free entry thingy for singapore..haha..i'll think of u when i sweat it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have missed the both of u lyk de dessert missus the raine, honestly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112731156345809169?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112731156345809169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112731156345809169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112731156345809169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112731156345809169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/dedicated-to-swong-and-annamae-swong.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112730994957366685</id><published>2005-09-21T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T21:39:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%205.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112730994957366685?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112730994957366685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112730994957366685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112730994957366685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112730994957366685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112723179737813095</id><published>2005-09-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:59:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>check this out.NOW before reading below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campaignforrealbeauty.com.sg/splash.asp?theme=2984"&gt;http://www.campaignforrealbeauty.com.sg/splash.asp?theme=2984&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you tell me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_1974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_1974.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_boy?&lt;br /&gt;_babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its really meaningfull. I mean..what is beauty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112723179737813095?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112723179737813095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112723179737813095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112723179737813095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112723179737813095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112723126605417072</id><published>2005-09-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:47:46.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunshine on my window, thats what you are- my shinning star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112723126605417072?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112723126605417072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112723126605417072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112723126605417072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112723126605417072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunshine-on-my-window-thats-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112713475114270124</id><published>2005-09-19T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T20:59:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was trying to get my dad to buy me berkies ( there are supposed to be good for the sole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: dad, i think im going to get flat feet, i need special slippers.&lt;br /&gt;dad: you got flat feet? yeah and a not so flat stomach.&lt;br /&gt;me: what..&lt;br /&gt;dad: flat feet is ok, but not having a flat stomach is the problem.&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/8787095-112713475114270124?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112713475114270124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112713475114270124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112713475114270124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112713475114270124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-was-trying-to-get-my-dad-to-buy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112710475761609913</id><published>2005-09-19T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T12:39:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the second day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112710475761609913?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112710475761609913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112710475761609913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112710475761609913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112710475761609913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-second-day.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112710210183498821</id><published>2005-09-19T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:55:01.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/collage%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/collage%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hellllo....thats to sum up my first day back in sunny-ol-singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112710210183498821?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112710210183498821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112710210183498821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112710210183498821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112710210183498821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-hellllo.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112670914764745169</id><published>2005-09-14T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:45:47.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you did not go another round of shopping spree before comng back&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;only for food&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;u did&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;food is the food of the soul&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;small hole.. dont know what she did...BTW... I have got like 3-4 lycra T from taking part in runs&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;BUT THIS IS NIKE!&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;small hole..so still can wear?&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;the colour still white?&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;u need another one?&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;nowadays they give out lycra Ts for the participants... yeah, still can wear.. hole at the side.. can't see&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;don't buy. it is cheaper here&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;I also got taste&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;2 for 35 for not so good ones&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;don't get me cheap cheap stuff&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i dont!&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;ur macadamia nuts are $6&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;the one you bought?... really 15&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;no..it was 50&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;49&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;sale&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;too ex&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;i said..its top of the range, new season one&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;that is more than 70&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;can get here...&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;this is special australian one&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;did u read my email on the accounts?&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;why... got kangaroo shit on it&lt;br /&gt;*Garrett* says:&lt;br /&gt;yes... you are more expensive than keeping a tai tai&lt;br /&gt;stefff-casual luxury. says:&lt;br /&gt;=)..thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG..my dad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112670914764745169?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112670914764745169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112670914764745169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112670914764745169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112670914764745169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-resist.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112670397874281874</id><published>2005-09-14T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:04:04.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i am going home tommorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i will be thinking of swong and annamae the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gui&lt;/span&gt;: yay! friday night play play ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pak&lt;/span&gt;: dont think u'd read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joey:&lt;/span&gt; i am contemplating bringing back the pinkie for you. Just think, what if its xray'ed. And they ask me to open my luggage and TADA, there is a pinkie staring the custom officer right in his/her face. What would they think of me? but for you only...i may..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clarence&lt;/span&gt;: you know...ur not my friend anymore. HUMPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geow&lt;/span&gt;: Photowhores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 biatches:&lt;/span&gt; Just one more day, no xiaolongbaos. WAIT. acutally. Wait for DAWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dawn:&lt;/span&gt; Sister Dawn, till we meet again. I wont eat Newton. And heres to our $77 Ying tai dinner. and HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA, uncle....HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8787095-112670397874281874?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112670397874281874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112670397874281874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112670397874281874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112670397874281874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-going-home-tommorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112667898133359158</id><published>2005-09-14T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T14:23:01.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 girls with pms&lt;br /&gt;+ pre exam stress&lt;br /&gt;+ post exam I-can-not-get-good-grades stress&lt;br /&gt;+ sick and tired of school feeling&lt;br /&gt;= screaming(alot) and a crack in the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonkers, i tell you. Do not under estimate what hormones and stress can do to an individual.  And do not under estimate the wonders of what screaming can do. Releases ALOT, ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was an advertisement on tv, just,..for CUPCAKE DOLLS? anyone played cupcake dolls? like it came out really long time ago..the dolls' skirt folds into a cup cake..and they have really nice hats which are supposed to be iceing for the cupcake. WOW! imma get my hands on one of them...think david jones would sell them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112667898133359158?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112667898133359158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112667898133359158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112667898133359158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112667898133359158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-girls-with-pms-pre-exam-stress-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112662783592874963</id><published>2005-09-14T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T00:10:35.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mymymy...i just took a look at my class blog..and it strucked me..i REALLY miss all of them..i want to go back so badly... i miss my sc3!!!! thankfully, it would be about only 5 days til i get to see them again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112662783592874963?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112662783592874963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112662783592874963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112662783592874963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112662783592874963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/mymymy.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112659550302589449</id><published>2005-09-13T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T15:11:43.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy shopping spree. Not really much of a spree. With Lisa my timtam and annamae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112659550302589449?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112659550302589449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112659550302589449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112659550302589449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112659550302589449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/humph.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112652724232014481</id><published>2005-09-12T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:06:41.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont want to study anymore. I want to go home tommorrow tml also! should i? should i not? should i? should i not? i would be home right now this time tml if i do. then it would be supper at crystal jade..XIAO LONG BAOS. To thoes going back....i better wait for me ah...WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui: i want to go party!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! call pak too!..that girl, will pole dance for me..better still, i'll get a lap dance lah!. why party on thurs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112652724232014481?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112652724232014481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112652724232014481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112652724232014481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112652724232014481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-want-to-study-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112650247135305286</id><published>2005-09-12T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:21:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im in the law lib, because everyone else wants to study. i kinda lost the drive already. Maths today was a disappointment. fowey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARHARHAR. AUSTRALIAN IP ADDRESSES PEOPLE. Yar, dont think about going back tml and  tagging me from there..nonono you dont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankenstien and The Overcoat. My bedtime stories for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112650247135305286?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112650247135305286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112650247135305286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112650247135305286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112650247135305286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-in-law-lib-because-everyone-else.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112636373096967338</id><published>2005-09-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:48:50.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while im munching on chips ..i'll share with the everyone who reads this blog..&lt;br /&gt;the best chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_1783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_1783.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/1600/IMG_1782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3386/613/320/IMG_1782.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lip smacking indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112636373096967338?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112636373096967338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112636373096967338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112636373096967338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112636373096967338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/while-im-munching-on-chips.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112636306757529059</id><published>2005-09-10T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:37:47.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;amazing amount of ammonia amounting from ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: stef'- seriously- studying - at- starbucks,- strictly- no- shopping/slacking-saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alliteration allows for ample ability for ataining As(???). ( in lit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will somebody explain to me, why is it that when u have something, you dont really treasure it. But its until u are going to lose it, or have lost it, then you really miss it and want it? Why is it, although extremely cliched, true??? huh?huh?huh? Tell my WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save tonight, and fight the break of dawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come tommorrow, tommorrow i'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;something really werid. the mayor of melbourne is a chinese who cant even pronounce english words properly.And yet, there is still discrimination from the whites here. oh paradoxicated society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow i'll be gone, as in SERIOUSLY. its my math exam. matrix matrix matrix. APGPAPGP. compound interest compound interest. Permutation permutaion permutation. Linear programming linear programming. 20% 20% 20 %.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112636306757529059?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112636306757529059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112636306757529059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112636306757529059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112636306757529059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/amazing-amount-of-ammonia-amounting.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112622953236648746</id><published>2005-09-09T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:32:12.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and helllllo world&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;( entry will be in blue, for clarence wee rui jian who says my blog is very hard to read).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;slept through bio tut. Dotx...did u end up going? i only read ur msg when i woke up at 10 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;At the school's com lab. Nick Tan pang sehed me and didnt pick up his phone. Thank god i found evan! i love the mac computers at the com lab. So pretty...i think im going to get a mac cpu thingy next year. I hate laptops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BAKUTEH for lunch!!!! and..when i go back to singapore. I will be going on a food marathon with sister dawn wong. meeting at katong at 7.30am. which means i would have to wake up at like what?6?? all for food right? all for food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ok..so exams are approaching in 3 days. Maths then lit. So, before i return to singapore on the 18. We have decided- to double our money, try spending only $50, to get some rewards. Then convert back to singapore dollars. And go shopping. But, what are the chances right? Alas! but there is hope! uttering rubbish at this time of the morning is my forte. maybe i should be going in for maths. Nick just called. hahaha. should i or should i not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;called daddy 5 mins ago. saying " dad i have to tell you something are u busy.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dad:" in the middle of a meeting why? did u do something, i wanted to ask your about your math exam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me:" nono..maths is on monday, not yet take,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dad: " are you crying? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: " er no...wanted to talk to you about the fanancial stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dad: " yeah..your blew your budget right? how much u have left? been shopping around right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Me: " no, i wanted to tell u that i kinda have less than 3000 in the bank, so u have to pay the annual fee cos i paid for rent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dad: " oh okok..mail me the accounts of how u got to $3000"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;me ( FUCK FUCK FUCK  silently): " oh ok bye."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;uhoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112622953236648746?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112622953236648746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112622953236648746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112622953236648746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112622953236648746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-helllllo-world-entry-will-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112619028326544046</id><published>2005-09-08T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:38:03.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many many thanks to claire chua yu wei. OMG. BLUSH BLUSH BLUSH BLUSH BLUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS KARMA I TELL U. I was JUST TALKING ABOUT THAT ISSUE IN THE LIB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its REAL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112619028326544046?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112619028326544046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112619028326544046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112619028326544046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112619028326544046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/many-many-thanks-to-claire-chua-yu-wei.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112618832486701629</id><published>2005-09-08T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T22:05:24.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, a new record.&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of maths (almost) straight. with the 45 mins break inbetween to shop with dawn we are both very very happy girls. another 1 hr break for dinner at food bowl. and that is NOT because we eat slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the 8 hours of math, i think what i learn most today was taught after 11 at the field outside lincoln sq nrth. NEVER go on the round about thing more than 5 times. If not u'll end up like a certain someone. PUKING in the toilet. =) Heck..it was hellva fun lah! how long has anyone played in a playground and not giving a fuck in the world. just playing. ought to be done more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPOD NANO IPOD NANO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112618832486701629?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112618832486701629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112618832486701629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112618832486701629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112618832486701629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/today-new-record.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8787095.post-112601047432857824</id><published>2005-09-06T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:41:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lah..i agree with cheryl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(about the blog) read it to yourself, and realise how trivial and childish you sound.&lt;br /&gt;ok..maybe its a tad overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its like, to put it blantely, an intruder telling your dad to lie to you. How would kid feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate factory today with carmen,dawn,vicky, joelle, lisa and koh. it looked delicious. Carmen was saying..its was exactly one week till shes home..grr..i still have to wait 10 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8787095-112601047432857824?l=squacks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/feeds/112601047432857824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8787095&amp;postID=112601047432857824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112601047432857824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8787095/posts/default/112601047432857824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squacks.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>jialing quek</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Voex1QTRJjg/SNS7vC0oHiI/AAAAAAAAAQI/iN1mCUKax2k/S220/IMG_4641.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
