<?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-7724063</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:57:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- double whammy. x)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-8678769179491806996</id><published>2007-06-06T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:43:13.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello dead blog</title><content type='html'>HELLO DEAD BLOG, I'M NOW HERE TO REVIVE YOU. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNdVRAgfF3Q/RmbVANaQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BLev4gIFvkQ/s1600-h/DSC02179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNdVRAgfF3Q/RmbVANaQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BLev4gIFvkQ/s320/DSC02179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072976229855978722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAO ZE DONG: HI HI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img507.imageshack.us/img507/2626/dsc02220ms5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROTHER LOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-8678769179491806996?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/8678769179491806996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=8678769179491806996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/8678769179491806996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/8678769179491806996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-dead-blog.html' title='hello dead blog'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNdVRAgfF3Q/RmbVANaQ5OI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BLev4gIFvkQ/s72-c/DSC02179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-4624037125886476712</id><published>2007-03-17T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T15:15:36.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANYOHASAYO</title><content type='html'>ANYOHASAYO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a crap post cause i haven't really got anything to do now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its been a long time since i ever had a CRAPPY post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my my my my. March holidays are going to be over in less that 36 hours, *poof* march holidays are over. *poof* exams [dreads] *poof* june holidays. POOF POOF POOF until O LEVELS.  ohhhhh myyy goooodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEEEHEE. ANYWAY, THERE HAS BEEN A PHENOMENON WHEREBY EVERYONE SAYS CHERYL ROCKS. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me, i rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(12:02 AM)&lt;/span&gt; ``khiMクヒム]]    D:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128); font-style: italic;"&gt;cheryl rocks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(11:19 PM)&lt;/span&gt; .1.3.b.r.and.o.n:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-style: italic; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;cheryl  rocks &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(12:13 PM)&lt;/span&gt; marissa.:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg';"&gt;cheryl rocks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;th&gt;&lt;span class="time"&gt;(11:24 PM)&lt;/span&gt; ❤ DINOSAUR™:&lt;/th&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(174, 94, 255); font-family: 'Tahoma';"&gt;cheryl rocks. [:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/8214/kaysonsayirockdm2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/891/feliciasayscherylrocksnq4.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/2081/junyiandcherylrockssx7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.. junyi too. But not as rockier as me. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-4624037125886476712?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/4624037125886476712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=4624037125886476712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/4624037125886476712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/4624037125886476712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/03/anyohasayo.html' title='ANYOHASAYO'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-1077824736332355831</id><published>2007-03-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:33:59.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boys are balless</title><content type='html'>TODAY, we discovered 3 ball types of guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- BALLESS&lt;br /&gt;- LOUZY BALLS / LOW CLASS&lt;br /&gt;- GOT DA BALLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balless def: GUTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-1077824736332355831?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/1077824736332355831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=1077824736332355831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1077824736332355831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1077824736332355831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/03/boys-are-balless.html' title='boys are balless'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-2884797697369169250</id><published>2007-03-13T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:19:23.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVO</title><content type='html'>MAMAMIA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's on a picture-post on VIVO, I went with Marissa, Belinda and Yanshan.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to type. CIAOS! HAPPY PICTURE READING.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDD WOPPPDEEEDOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img412.imageshack.us/img412/9813/dsc02452ts6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/9888/dsc02451lf2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/8813/dsc01434pu9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/5390/dsc02458sb2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/4653/dsc02456pi6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img296.imageshack.us/img296/1662/dsc02464va8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/7089/dsc01465ve2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/7861/dsc00055fp0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/4420/dsc02486jo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img149.imageshack.us/img149/3810/dsc02485jd6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda's gonna poke you with that sunflower and say bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-2884797697369169250?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/2884797697369169250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=2884797697369169250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2884797697369169250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2884797697369169250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/03/vivo.html' title='VIVO'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-4017965641044292073</id><published>2007-03-10T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T13:55:14.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week was super tiring, not school work. Slacking makes me tired. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, The most weirdest thing was that i went to a person's house whom i knew barely for an hour and which is Marissa's friend. It was kinda cool. Old blocks of house, small space yet its more high-tech then some of the bungalows, There was a Grand piano. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/2958/dsc01368tn5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i rushed home with Marissa, because i was meeting Khim and Yanshan to get DISNEY ON ICE, FINDING NEMO. Um... ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there, My pants button drop off, AND KHIM FELL. OMG. SO DAMN FREAKING FUNNY.  It was like a frog, she was on the stairs somemore. But lucky she wasn't alone, if not it'll be sooo super duper uper embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/1367/dsc01387fs6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khim's blueback, not very clear but i think more or less can see a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food and drinks there are like.. prices you cannot even THINK of. It was jaw-dropping.&lt;br /&gt;POPCORN: $25&lt;br /&gt;ICE "KACHIANG": $15&lt;br /&gt;PROGRAM BOOKLET : $25&lt;br /&gt;COTTON CANDY: $12&lt;br /&gt;HOT DOG BUN: $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY MOLEY, I BOUGHT THE HOT DOG BUN. I almost fainted when i heard the price was 5. I didn't know that it was 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in, then sat down, waited for it to start at the mean time, Khim intro-ed Adriano to us, no&lt;br /&gt;Khim intro-ed us to Adriano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was like heaven, so many blue-d and green-d eyed hawt guys. AWWWWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/4876/dsc01369yu4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s, they were beside us. *&lt;/span&gt;WOOOWOO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skating ring was small. small. small. small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/9433/dsc01370rb7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spot the mickey mouse shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/7884/dsc01371kv5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the introduction, when mickey mouse and gang came out. Donal duck was SQUEKing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/8194/dsc01374fz7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the scene when nemo and his daddy, marvin appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img216.imageshack.us/img216/3944/dsc01376hu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda blur, but its Nemo's SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/8196/dsc01400po6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, Its the clearest among them all. hoho. I changed the scenes but you see you only can see the main character's movements so i switched back to the previous one which i was using. And this is Nemo's daddy and Dory finding Nemo when they met the SHARKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/6376/dsc01386vb9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEMO'S got caught and he's in the TANK. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-INTERMISSION-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adriano left, he said it was boring. Then started to notice a baby diagonally away from us, HE'S GOT NICE BIG ROUND EYES, Chubby and cute man,irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/500/dsc01389ah0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE THAT HIS/HER DADDY IS KISSING HER/HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- End of our cute baby gazing INTERMISSION-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the jellyfish scene when dory and nemo's daddy had to avoid the tentacles of the jellyfishes to get across to P.SHERMAN BLAH BLAH BLAH SYDNEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/3413/dsc01390hw0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE JELLY FISHES... *oooo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/9634/dsc01396kk7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE LIL TURTLES DANCING, these were the scenes when nemo's daddy had came across while finding nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there's the LOTS-AND-LOTS of fishes scene where they gave directions to them, the freaking fishes keep on skating about and i could get a proper picture of them. NEVERTHELESS, you can use your mind and imagine it.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img244.imageshack.us/img244/9906/dsc01398uy9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show ended, then went to wee wee. Then walked from INDOOR STADIUM to MRT station, Holy crap! Lucky it wasn't in the afternoon if not i'll be overcooked. Walked with Khim, Yanshan, Zhiyang, Rong ming, Alejandro and another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s  Zhiyang's actions make me went bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I COULD NOT STOP LAUGHING until the last min, when we were in the platform of kallang's mrt, where khim's TRAGEDY [frog style falling down] was held earlier in the evening haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarded with khim, yanshan and rong ming ALL the way back to tampines. Sad khim, she had to sit alone till pasir ris but its only one stop. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, home sweet home. This is how my tiring week ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my com is giving me trouble. I NEED A NEW COM, A NEW PRINTER. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 100TH POST TO ME. &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/7724063-4017965641044292073?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/4017965641044292073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=4017965641044292073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/4017965641044292073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/4017965641044292073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-week-was-super-tiring-not-school.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-2720033689800275929</id><published>2007-02-15T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T20:35:35.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FARM TRIP. -.- not so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS extremely &lt;s&gt;hot&lt;/s&gt; humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/5075/farmtrip1fc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;s&gt;holy&lt;/s&gt; HOLELY  place where they are using it to plant some veggies.&lt;br /&gt;p.s look at how the people are posing, esp the first girl, isn't she pretttty? [from your left] EWWW. blarghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/4868/farmtrip2oz5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO. THE LEGENDARY WARM GREENHOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, its not warm inside, not at all. ITS EVEN COOLER THAN OUTSIDE. omgoshie, GEOGRAPHY is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS PUTS YOU TO SLEEEP. look below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/3250/farmtrip3xj4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAVENDER PLANT. It looks so.. hairy, but it smells nice. hehehe. Its in the GREENHOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU GOT BO, RUB YOUR BODY AGAINST THE LAVENDER PLANT. NATURAL AND ORGANIC.  Isn't a fantastic idea? hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this makes you cry and it stinks a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/7029/farmtrip4dw6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONION. o. ONION. o. THE RED lil bin there is for the person to throw ROTTEN ONIONS. hehehehe.  It was like snowing onion skins there, the skins were flying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/2272/farmtrip5iu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DARK ROOM FOR SEEDS TO GERMINATE. I thought seeds need to germinate under the sun? This trip and science and geography is making me confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/4566/farmtrip6uj0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE THE WINNING PERSON THERE? WALLACE LIM. Who volunteered to hold on the germinated whatever-plant-it-was seed. He thinks its cool. Until when we're going back he's kinda sick of holding it, so the germinated whatever-plant-it-was seed became uncool to him already. POOR LIL PLANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after the talk on edible plants, we went in a not so cold air con place where they sell stuff there and i bought a minty thingy that its said to keep me awake when I'm sleepy. No harm trying eh? When time's up, we walked out from the back door and we got ourselves FREE VEGGIES, MY MOMO'S GONNA BE SO PROUD OF ME. hehehe. i "bought" veggies home. And i have to thank the school because they brought me to the farm during the eve eve of Chinese new year, eve eve. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/903/farmtrip7ss3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUSRIN wanna say bye bye.  He's sad because its end of my post. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;[ Photo taken: waiting for the bloody bus to come, everyone was pissed, it was HUMID.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-2720033689800275929?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/2720033689800275929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=2720033689800275929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2720033689800275929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2720033689800275929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/02/farm-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-1539018207183078416</id><published>2007-02-10T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:47:59.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3e2's first trip</title><content type='html'>Pardon me, I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first trip out of school with my new class, of cause there were some irritants in the bus too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go, Discovery center. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... we first had our briefing at the auditorium, then we proceeded to where we were suppose to go as a class. Before we even reached the place we were suppose to go, we were already making noise at the NEWSCASTER center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img108.imageshack.us/img108/632/discoverycentertrip4oa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img128.imageshack.us/img128/2664/discoverycentertrip7in9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see there? right. they played with it for quite a while. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, played the box building thingy, whatever it was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/8173/discoverycentertrip9ip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were totally not together as a class. We went on our own seperate ways. hehe.  Went in a "video-showing-theater-but-no-sits" place to watch a video about terrorism and the cool part was that.... WHEN THE BOMB BLASTED THE WHOLE FLOOR VIBRATES. cool eh? hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside that so-called theater was something like the newscaster thingy but this time round was dancing. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/7232/discoverycentertrip11ty7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jairus ang dancing to the indian dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/7549/discoverycentertrip10qr5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton getting ready to dance. GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around ourselves, free and easy till 3.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/2408/dsc01737hd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY CLINTON! hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-1539018207183078416?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/1539018207183078416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=1539018207183078416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1539018207183078416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1539018207183078416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/02/3e2s-first-trip.html' title='3e2&apos;s first trip'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-538822906606905335</id><published>2007-01-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T00:13:09.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrating 10 years of sitting front row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?WHY MUST IT BE ME? why must i sit in front? do i have a "SIT-IN FRONT" look? do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years of misery, sitting infront. i'm stuck there, now and forever. even though i had requested for a change of place, but i'm still not very happy because it's not the actual position and that i requested so its changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i look like i'm so short that i need the front row? Do i look as if i would day dream in class? Do i look like i'm so naughty? Do I? DO I? DO I FIT?&lt;br /&gt;This sitting in front criteria makes me feel so insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm insulted for being short naughty and not paying attention in class. Thank you teachers, for describing me as short, naughty and not paying attention in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years, from kindergarten until now. Do you know i feel so insulted? It may be seen as a small tiny weeny thing, but to me i feel insulting i feel that as if i haven't grown a tinny weeny bit tall and have not mature. You won't know my feeling, unless you are in my shoes. I may not be sitting in the front row last year and now, cause i have some reasons to it actually. But the actual plan was to sit in front, and this, made me feel so insulted for 3 years. 3 years you know? 10 years i've been sitting in front, not 10 months, not 10 days not 10 mins. It took me eight years to actually think that teachers think i am short, stupid and a day dreamer. THANK YOU to all of you teachers, thank you so much for giving me such a wonderful 10 years education till i fear the front row. I almost cried out you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, its pain and agony. Teachers may come up with thousands and trillions of explanation that why i should sit in front, but basically the criteria to sit in front are all those that are insulting to me. I may be unreasonable, but look at me. i have a fear in it. A phobia to be exact, of front row. Thanks to the 10 years. 10 years. 3650 days, that i'm stuck in the front row. 10 years ago and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, i dunno why. I think i have a "sit the front row" face. hmms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-538822906606905335?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/538822906606905335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=538822906606905335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/538822906606905335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/538822906606905335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/01/celebrating-10-years-of-sitting-front.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-3440948546863032611</id><published>2007-01-03T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:25:36.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school 2007</title><content type='html'>THANK GOD, i managed to survive today, the first day of school with just 2 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sit and rot in my chair for the next two years, hopefully just one year cause the teacher is boring. TEACHER not teachers. right? my fellow classmate. Classroom's gonna stink like hell, its near the boys toilet. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys had their longs pants on. Weird at first sight and um... funny. Short guys look as if they are wearing PJs and tall guys look like... their taller and maybe some also looked like PJs. No funny event, no guy had their short pants on. *BOOOO* I was looking forward to see some kukus wearing short pants, but ya know? not very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the next day and the rest of the &lt;s&gt;year&lt;/s&gt; month, i need a school survival kit. ANYONE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-3440948546863032611?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/3440948546863032611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=3440948546863032611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3440948546863032611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3440948546863032611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-2007.html' title='school 2007'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-7667732298119106177</id><published>2007-01-02T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:34:12.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year to all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE OF YOU WHO IS READING MY BLOOOGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i'm like one day late but who cares its still a NEW year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown was awesome. Went to downtown and went crazy with marissa and the crowd. But the only thing was the performances suck. blarghs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img469.imageshack.us/img469/357/dsc00292ei1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the New year season smasher cause school's reopening and school reminds me of books and teacher's &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt; face. Altogether it gives me big time stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my new year resolution is being the top student like how my hubby topped his school. hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-7667732298119106177?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/7667732298119106177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=7667732298119106177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/7667732298119106177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/7667732298119106177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title='happy new year to all.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-2197188110578645383</id><published>2006-12-29T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:38:05.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deathnote 2 is awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wwws.warnerbros.co.jp/deathnote/"&gt;DEATHNOTE 2&lt;/a&gt; IS AWESOME.  I caught a midnight movie with marissa and we watched deathnote 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend this show to people who watched deathnote 1 already but not to those who haven't watched. Cause its linked. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more interested in L than in light. I dunno why. I wouldn't say that they were handsome or cute.  But L seems more interesting, somehow i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-2197188110578645383?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/2197188110578645383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=2197188110578645383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2197188110578645383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2197188110578645383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/12/deathnote-2-is-awesome.html' title='deathnote 2 is awesome'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-6508738566411610314</id><published>2006-12-20T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T02:58:54.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After i had a big argument with my mum, which obviously i won and she just doesn't wanna admit it and keeps on doing despicable acts whenever i win the argument of her stupid reason of not letting me use the com until 2am, *puffs* I WENT FOR A MOVIE WITH SHIEN AND MARISSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a movie at bugis. Sat down at a carpeted place where they place "COMING SOON" movie um.. posters? ok. soo we waited for 4.25 to arrive so we can buy our POPIE corns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, we tried to imitate the COMING SOON ANIMATED MOVIE THE GUY'S EXPRESSION. And we failed =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/2238/dsc00869yu6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRYING IN PROGRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPPIE LIL GUY'S HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOLID ONE. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/2315/dsc00179fx5.jpg" alt="/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. movies started blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALFWAY, marissa stuff popcorns into my eyes.  then BLAH BLAH AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BLAH UNTIL THE WAY HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I'LL BLAH UNTIL MY MUM COMES OUT AND START TO NAG which is now what she is doing. GUESS WHAT I'M GOING TO DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post this freaking post la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-6508738566411610314?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/6508738566411610314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=6508738566411610314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/6508738566411610314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/6508738566411610314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/12/after-i-had-big-argument-with-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-2222610167447742932</id><published>2006-12-14T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:39:49.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>OK. i am back. YAYS back. You must be wondering why am i so happy to be back right? CAUSE SHANGHAI SUCKS. i hate the trip so much i didn't even had the mood for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the no mood for shopping didn't last long. The moment i reached the shopping center, i could shop till i drop and i can run around the shopping center 10 times without a wink of sleep the previous night cum morning. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to blog just to announce that i am back. SAY YAY EVERYONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-2222610167447742932?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/2222610167447742932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=2222610167447742932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2222610167447742932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2222610167447742932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/12/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-2645775269854720610</id><published>2006-12-07T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:06:08.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/iq/6.gif" alt="Testriffic IQ test" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm extremely brilliant. *hmmms* am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alrights, i'm leaving singapore soooon. I'll be back slightly earlier by around 1 or 2 days. Most prob before 14. My pops have to attend an IMPORTANT  in GERMANY.  its Important you know? That's why my trip is shortened. YAY. This holiday, i don't have any mood to go overseas, *yawns* so i'll be back early and i won't miss my bed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-2645775269854720610?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/2645775269854720610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=2645775269854720610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2645775269854720610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/2645775269854720610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-im-extremely-brilliant.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-6179274347038082290</id><published>2006-11-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:47:04.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOO OH YEAH. BACK FROM CLASS CHALET. obviously, i did not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of the house at 12.30 to meet Felicia. Then met Yiming at the arcade there and had lunch at pastamania. Oh yeah. yiming was carrying the ice POP and charcoal, he looked even smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/1600/yiming_bags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/320/yiming_bags.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we headed to the chalet. At first, we're waiting for Mr tan's arrival to check in, but then they realise that they don't have the documents to check in so we have to wait a while longer for Gwen &lt;s&gt;and her family&lt;/s&gt; to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen &lt;s&gt;and her family &lt;/s&gt;took less than 30mins to reach, THAT WAS FAST. HAHA. Checked in, as usual, explored the stupid small chalet and settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with some Card games. MAVERICK WORE A PURPLE SHIRT AND HAD A RED DYED HAIR. learned a new game, asshole? sos? whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realise that, no matter how we changed our places, maverick and felicia are always side by side or opposite each other. HAHAHA.  fate brought them together, with the same colour of shirt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/1600/feliciamaverick_purplecouple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/320/feliciamaverick_purplecouple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awws, in the game of sos or asshole or whatever. this is how they were positioned every round in the game. ALL I CAN SAY IS, FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, we started bbq-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/1600/bbqing_mrtan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/320/bbqing_mrtan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH BBQING BBQING. Then someone, started WATER BALLON FIGHT WITH FLOUR ON US. IT WAS HANNA, LIYANA AND DHABITAH. mean people. i was lucky to run away fast. ahhahahaha i didn't got wet until it was almost over, kinda la. ahha I was super duper uper angry at that person who threw the balloon, it went straight into my ass. Alrights, i did manage to throw at someone. But they took revenge really fast. hahaha. I got a lil wet. Shadiq was way more flourier and wetter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/9877/flourfightxa9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, look at the guy in flour. Everyone wants to take a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued water bombing..... its very stupid i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started cleaning up cause the guys were totally crazy, they even played in the toilet and almost in the chalet. Almost all of them were drenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/2469/cleaninguplauwumd9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lau wu's butt, he's cleaning up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/1153/andycleaninguprh5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They messed it up, they cleaned it up. GOOD BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that wet stuff, everyone was tired. So Cleaned up the place and then back into the chalet, Sat down chatted and told ghosts stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.imageshack.us/img95/451/yimingeedunmakemeiu1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what was yiming doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic on Ghost stories. Freaked me out. i was not sitting in the circle i was sitting outside the circle, and the aircon keeps on blowing on me. So the aircon,the story and the place i was sitting freaked me out. Kinda bored, so went out walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i came back, almost everyone was sleeping. so just sat down. Those who were awake fell asleep too later on, i went to sleep also. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img452.imageshack.us/img452/4161/maverickassvb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the butt of &lt;s&gt; a gay&lt;/s&gt; maverick. Ben took it, he was bored i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img295.imageshack.us/img295/3747/maverickgaysleeperht3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way he is sleeping, Looks totally like a girl, its maverick &lt;s&gt;such a gay&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben fell asleep while he was browsing through my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/4468/bensnoringql9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board daylight already.&lt;br /&gt;Yiming is still sleeping like a pig. Andy had himself covered in the blankie, i think he loves it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img218.imageshack.us/img218/2033/yimingzzzpd9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the chalet at about 9 going to 10 to meet felica for Our happy feet movie and my  treat to Seoul Garden. YAY me. Somehow or rather, yiming also got that treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched movie in a sleepy mode. There was this crazy guy keeps on commenting about the movie so loudly. eg. " WAH VERY FUNNY LEH THE PENGUINS".  mad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk walk walk, around 3.30, went in to Seoul Garden and started eating, took our own sweet time and waited for Weixi they all. They came when we were having our 2nd round. We played with out food while they ate their stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired, almost slept in the bus. Once i reached home, bathed and washed up then went to bed till 11pm. Woke up and came online.  ANOTHER SLEEPLESS NIGHT BEGINS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FELICIA FOR THAT WONDERFUL TREAT.  yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-6179274347038082290?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/6179274347038082290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=6179274347038082290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/6179274347038082290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/6179274347038082290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/woo-oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-1403522589488540421</id><published>2006-11-16T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:02:10.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BITRHDAY MARISSA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARISSA GOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's marissa goh's birthday. YEAH. I was suppose to go out with her to the movies but my stupid frigggggin momo said that i have to stay at home and wait for the toilet bowl man to come to fix her toilet bowl then i can go out. *puff puff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 5 plus, the toilet bowl man has done finish he job already, met Marissa, Chiamin, Belinda and Shien to go over to Marissa's place to have our dinner while Chiamin went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was great, its so Italian. Spaghetti and Pizza, AWESOME. Thank you Marissa for the Wonderful dinner. And Marissa loves her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/1600/485974/mikodory-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/320/992826/mikodory-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;HOMIE AND COCKROACH.&lt;/s&gt; dory and miko. =.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-1403522589488540421?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/1403522589488540421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=1403522589488540421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1403522589488540421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/1403522589488540421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-bitrhday-marissa.html' title='HAPPY BITRHDAY MARISSA!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-3920662777784412589</id><published>2006-11-15T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T20:42:34.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marissa's Birthday Chalet</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO.  After one sleepless night, i got a 9 hour sleep. FELT GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture speaks a thousand words. By the way i'm too lazy to tell you guys about the chalet so... please take a look at the pictures below.  Any idea how long is blogger gonna upload the pictures?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/1600/297307/lonely_samuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/320/832951/lonely_samuel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/1600/167723/opps_samkhim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/320/34393/opps_samkhim.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/1600/32059/peeps_cheezy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/320/392806/peeps_cheezy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/1600/979914/papayas_peeps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7199/942/320/586925/papayas_peeps.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me over an hour to upload these pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-3920662777784412589?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/3920662777784412589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=3920662777784412589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3920662777784412589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3920662777784412589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/marissas-birthday-chalet.html' title='Marissa&apos;s Birthday Chalet'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-3498091561596844796</id><published>2006-11-13T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:46:26.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owlly nights.</title><content type='html'>This is getting boring. Chalet's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of posting picture-less post. I've been sleeping at 5am for one whole week. While people mug until 5, i chat on the phone until 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Chalet and The day after class postings. I hope e2's open for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/1600/chiamin_marissa_playball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7199/942/320/chiamin_marissa_playball.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, lets get crazy like chiamin and marissa playing the ball during the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOONG'S STARTING. I'M BOOKED BY MY HUBBY. TATAS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-3498091561596844796?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/3498091561596844796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=3498091561596844796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3498091561596844796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/3498091561596844796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/owlly-nights.html' title='Owlly nights.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116305859984126018</id><published>2006-11-09T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:41.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring holidays *yawns*</title><content type='html'>What the hell is blogger up to man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having so many problems just posting one bloody post. I got pissed off so, too bad you didn't get to see my day at ViVo. And i'm too lazy to upload the pictures now cause blogger's gonna give me problems with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending this wonderful holiday tugging at home and sleep and learning Korean. I'm so bored that i do tons and tons of blogskins for fun. I even completed the class blog skin. I got sick of the old one, and there's problems viewing it in Firefox, So i decided to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My momo refused to give me money AT ALL. Not even a single cent. I'm a poor lil girl without even a single cent to buy lunch. The only proper meal i eat is Dinner. Bread, Biscuits and instant noodles is what i eat for my lunch everyday. I'M A POOR LIL GIRL RIGHT? Please donate to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind cheque donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GOH SHIEN AND HANNA. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you didn't spent your birthday day like mine. Its a disaster, trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116305859984126018?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116305859984126018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116305859984126018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116305859984126018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116305859984126018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/boring-holidays-yawns.html' title='boring holidays *yawns*'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116271053022542291</id><published>2006-11-05T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:40.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh right.  i resurrected this blog. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are over a thousand things happened to me, since I've been gone. i mean from the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme put it in a point form, I'll just post on the most recent big thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dreadful results&lt;br /&gt;- New phone. *yays*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/preciouslilphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/preciouslilphone.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Went to valerie's chalet&lt;br /&gt;- Had slight fever&lt;br /&gt;- LOVES KIM JEONG HOON MORE AND MORE EACH DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4TH NOVEMBER 2006.&lt;/u&gt; which is my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PARENTS DESTROYED IT. Now you know why i hate my parents so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day comes one time every year. THANK YOU PEOPLE who wished me happy birthday. and special thanks to yiming and felicia for counting down this special day together with me. If no one wished me nor counted down with, there's not even a bit of joy in this birthday. Although i think it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY PARENTS DESTROYED MY BIRTHDAY. I didn't had any plans for this birthday because i am broke. and next year i swear, I'll go out and celebrate with my dear friends even if it costs me a bomb i will still go. I WILL NEVER EVER GO OUT WITH MY PARENTS AGAIN. No angpaos from my parents, not even wishing me happy birthday. And my dad even said i was acting cool, hi daddy, 'act cool' this word is so outdated already and don't pat my thighs.Don't you feel angry cum disappointed when your parents can't even hide their bad attitude in front of you?All they do is, yak yak yak. Its a sad birthday isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, if you think you are so right? why don't you go and be GOD? eh? ITS YOUR KIDS' BIRTHDAY, can't you just bare with it? IF WE DO THIS ON YOUR BIRTHDAY WOULD YOU LIKE IT? i doubt so.  this is ONE OF THE REASONS why i hate my parents. i guess they don't love me neither do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU those people who came and wished me, this were the only things that made me happy. KIM JEONG HOON ENLIGHTED MY DAY, as in today, 5 nov. thank you shien, chiamin and yanshan for this little gift, that would remind me of the HAPPY thoughts of this SAD BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[some of the prezzies]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/prezzies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/prezzies.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, the little doggie,that i cuddled when i listened to jeong hoon's heavnly voice.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU LENA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted so much, should have went out for lunch with my tutor. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116271053022542291?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116271053022542291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116271053022542291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116271053022542291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116271053022542291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-right.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116074526363165230</id><published>2006-10-13T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:40.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE from stress.</title><content type='html'>At last, the moment i'm waiting for....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER but the worst is yet to come, RESULTS. In the meantime, i'll just take the time to play. Before the blow hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has done well.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116074526363165230?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116074526363165230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116074526363165230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116074526363165230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116074526363165230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/10/free-from-stress.html' title='FREE from stress.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116047357323062465</id><published>2006-10-10T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:40.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maths murdered me</title><content type='html'>garhs. nothing much to say. just MATHS SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what am i up to these few days. I keep on thinking about dying. hanging?jumping off a building? or eating sleeping pills? I know i shouldn't think about it, and i dunno why am i thinking about it either. Cry, dosen't help much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to not think, but i can't. =( rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPER 1 AND PAPER 2 good bye to you. I'm gonna tear the paper away and not let me think of it when i take it back. In fact, i don't even bother counting the marks. i'm rather stupid, thinking of dying over maths. rahhs. AND I SHOULDN'T think of dying. SCHOOL HOLIDAYS ARE HERE. i should be happy. am i?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116047357323062465?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116047357323062465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116047357323062465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116047357323062465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116047357323062465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/10/maths-murdered-me.html' title='maths murdered me'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116019898572861684</id><published>2006-10-07T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:40.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba0beiix.</title><content type='html'>m0ii iish mariissa w0rrx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mariissa luurrrbex xiia0cheryll 0neeiightf0urr nehx! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BEAMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116019898572861684?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116019898572861684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116019898572861684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116019898572861684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116019898572861684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/10/ba0beiix.html' title='ba0beiix.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-116003266758300551</id><published>2006-10-05T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:40.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing more than flunking exam papers.</title><content type='html'>I'm so frustrated. I feel like pulling out all my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; AH&lt;/span&gt; and crying i dunno what else could i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I study like a total dweet, even eyebags came out in just 2 weeks.Only fridays and Saturdays I can sleep in peace.I want good results. Although i know just by saying nothing would happen, i am trying to make it happen. BUT IT IS JUST NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. In my whole life, i can swear this exam is sucking up all my brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, I dunno what is TRY MY BEST and I WANT TO DO it. They just don't happen. Try my best gives me F9, I want to do it also gives me F9. So should i say... I MUST FLUNK THIS PAPER, does it give me an A1? wishful thinking of getting an A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that all the "Rooms" are closed for me, nothing is open. So why should i study? I never even experienced a happy feeling of getting an A1. am i really that stupid? or should i just say bye bye to the world, maybe this world's exams are not really my type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i was looking forward to the maths paper. I think i love maths,but now, i think its shit and it gives me depression.! I get dizzy spells during exams and chest pains too. AM i dying? I WISH I AM. I study at night, i don't see a problem, its just that i have enough sleep. I have this feeling that i am having a fever every now and then and its always on and off. OH GOD, KILL ME. NOW. GIVE ME MORE ILLNESSES SO THAT I CAN DIE AND R.I.P. and maybe haunt &lt;em&gt;somebody.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DIE. I LOVE THE COFFIN. I LOVE TO DIE. DIE DIE DIE. DYING IS THE ANSWER TO ALL. although GOD is. but i can no longer accept the fact that there is such thing as god. I PRAY TO YOU, but you answered none of my prayers. SO TOODLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-116003266758300551?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/116003266758300551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=116003266758300551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116003266758300551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/116003266758300551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/10/nothing-more-than-flunking-exam-papers.html' title='Nothing more than flunking exam papers.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115934939417134102</id><published>2006-09-27T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:39.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLUNKED !!!</title><content type='html'>RIGHT..... I FLUNKED MY PRACTICAL EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am offically under 999999999999999999999 kg of stresss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to cope with 2 exams. ONE, piano TWO, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH PIANO, I CAN SAY BYE BYE TO YOU PIANO CERT. The start of the exam till the end was a rhapsody of wrong notes. Air con + Nervous = SHAKKKY AND SHIVERY. Till the last piece, i began to build up my confidence a little but it was too late. Depended on sight reading, i could say it was quite easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its over, i dread to think about my results. =((((((((((((((((. PRAY TO GOD THAT I'LL PASS, i don't yearn for good marks. JUST 100 would be good enough for me. i don't wanna waste my mommmy's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. NOW ITS E-O-Y EXAMS THAT I HAVE TO BE worried about. WHYY!!!! Everything major happens on the same month or rather near each other that i have to "split myself into 2".&lt;br /&gt;I hope i won't flunk this one. *PRAYYYS* Piano is much more scarier than to sit E-O-Y exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everyone. =D and me too. GOOD LUCK TO ME TOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115934939417134102?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115934939417134102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115934939417134102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115934939417134102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115934939417134102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/flunked.html' title='FLUNKED !!!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115876148652953675</id><published>2006-09-20T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:39.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAKE penis news</title><content type='html'>This is funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while i was mugging, i heard this weird news..... about a Heating Up a Fake Penis is a mircowave and The two culprits were caught. How weird. So... i recorded the news with my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights.. i tried to find ways to upload that recording, but it dosen't seem to work.. or something's not right. So.. if you're intrested in that WEIRD NEWS. come and get it from me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights... 12 days left to E-O-Y. not really prepared yet. I NEED 7As.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You do not need to talk to bootlick bastard, expressions on your face can tell that you're bootlicking, ever heard of actions speak louder than words? Right... still as ignorant as ever. Dumbbbbie.Get a life man.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115876148652953675?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115876148652953675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115876148652953675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115876148652953675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115876148652953675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/fake-penis-news.html' title='FAKE penis news'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115805435275759965</id><published>2006-09-12T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:39.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCKERS REMAIN SUCKERS</title><content type='html'>I can't express how much i hate you both, because its too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO what? You hate me, so DO I HATE YOU. 50 billion times more. JERKS. I can't wait to tell you and let you know it too. The moment i see you, makes me feel like torturing you. PLUCKING OUT YOUR DICKY. and slap your fucking face. AND YOU GOT A FUCK FACE. i hate you, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU CAN HATE ME, why can't i hate you? FOR GOODNESS SAKE. so what you are handsome? when the girl likes you, then you like the girl back. FWAH. how can you be so ignorant and so.... scared of dissapointment. what a SISSY. I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL TELL YOU HOW SISSY YOU ARE, HOW IGNORANT YOU ARE. SMALL LITTLE BOY BOY. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just wanna say, you suck maverick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YOU TALK LIKE A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;- YOU HAVE SHORT TONGUE&lt;br /&gt;- YOU WALK LIKE A GAY&lt;br /&gt;- YOU LOOK LIKE A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;- YOU RUN LIKE MACHIAM KENA FUCKED&lt;br /&gt;-YOU ARE AS HUMJI AS A CAT&lt;br /&gt;- WHEN A GIRL LIKES YOU, YOU LIKE HER BACK&lt;br /&gt;- SOUND LIKE YOU JUST GOT FUCKED&lt;br /&gt;- YOU GOT A BIG HOLE IN YOUR SOCKS&lt;br /&gt;- YOU MERELY HUG GUYS' WHEN THEY ARE NOT NOTICING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU SUCK,totally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot stand you, you're such a bootlicker. when ever you wanna change place, you start to use your disgusting pleasing method. like I WOULD HAVE "EFFECT" ON IT. sorry bootlicker, i don't have any EFFECT on this. YOU WILL ALWAYS BE A BOOTLICKER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YOU HAVE TOTALLY NO BRAINS, COPYING IS YOUR ONLY PROFFESION. I personally recommend you a job next time... i mean now. you can quite school and work already. YOU CAN GO TO HSBC BANK and then request to be their MAN photocopy machine. INTRESTING EH? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GO FUCK YOUR MAMA. serve you right when your mama disallow you to use the computer. STUPID HKY. go back to where you belong, there GUYS ARE AS SISSY AS YOU. go... i don't deny that they are quite good looking. but THOSE GUYS THERE ARE LIKE YOU, A TOTAL SISSY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry to say, but there's no SISSY BBALL. there's GIRL BBALL but no SISSY BBALL. you've come to the wrong country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I DON'T NEED YOU TO HATE MY ATTITUDE, BECAUSE ITS MINE AIN'T YOURS. and i don't just hate you for your attitude, BUT I HATE YOU FOR YOUR EVERYTHING, YOUR ACTIONS AND YOUR ATTITUDE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fuck off from my face, seriously. THE WAY YOU BOOTLICKS REMINDS ME OF abigail chay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh shit, YOU ARE GOING TO BE HER SOON RIGHT? The newspaper's got your future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You go around telling people you hate me? LIKE... DO I CARE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to this i say WHATEVER. because i hate you even more then you hate me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SINCE you only think on the kiddy way... why don't you go suck up all your semen. And the doctors won't have any problem with cutting up your DICKY and performing a transsexual operation for you. So there's no sperm and semen left in your dicky when the doctors cut it and it won't fly everywhere. suck it up now before it gones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO........ JERK. you know who you are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;****I***. get a life, i suggest you. no one's commenting on you so keep your comments to yourself before you get beaten up until no one can see your pathetic eyes. I don't wanna insult you or scold you, but YOUR FUCKING FACE TELLS ME TO DO SO. SO, blame no one for this to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK OFF, DON'T EVER TRY TO BOOTLICK ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115805435275759965?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115805435275759965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115805435275759965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115805435275759965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115805435275759965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/suckers-remain-suckers.html' title='SUCKERS REMAIN SUCKERS'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115771300832985572</id><published>2006-09-08T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East to West</title><content type='html'>I've been out with khim and yanshan the whole day and yanwei and samuel came to join us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning, woke up and called yanshan to double checked with her the timing, BUT SHE IS STILL SLEEEEEPING, you owe me lollis. HAHA. Got up bus 28 and headed to her house, had some difficulties finding her houseey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOP on the mrt and to white sands where we met khim. Upon seeing sake sushi, and the money we've got, we decided to NOT eat sake sushi and BUY sushi from fairprice.BOught lottts of KAPPPPA MAKI, yumss. KHIM and YANSHAN got themselves BUBBBLE TEA. while i waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/berry_nipples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/berry_nipples.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was said that the CHERRIES was once yanshan's breast. HAHA. KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sushi are real tempting, took 354 to pasir ris park.&lt;br /&gt;And KHIM was kinda unlucky, SHE STEPPED ON.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;CHEWING GUM.&lt;/span&gt; eew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim%27s_bubblegummyshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/khim%27s_bubblegummyshoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHHAHAHA. found a spot and start gorgin up the sushi and our khim is trying to be enviromentally friendly. She picked up the RUBBISH while yanshan was doing her SMSIng and SABOING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim_litterfree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/khim_litterfree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was EXTREMLY hot, it just sucked up alll my water in my body. so we decided to head back to DOWNTOWN east and slack AND DRINK!!! i'm dying for water. At the same time, waiting for yanwei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim_me-messyhair.SHIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim_180mineralwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/khim_180mineralwater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sat down and burger king and bought drinks. I GOT LEMON barley while KHIM GOT HERSELF A $1.80 MINERAL. how expensive, burger king, you're famous for your burgers, please cut down the price on the MINERAL WATERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim_me-messyhair.SHIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/khim_me-messyhair.SHIT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RIGHTS. nice pic but ugly smile and hair as in ME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Left burger king, and went to its neighbour, macdonals. STILL waiting for yanwei. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When yanwei came, he sat beside yanshan... TWO YANNIES. haha. =D both.. are shy ESP yanwei. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/yanshan_yanwei_shun.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/yanshan_yanwei_shun.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;although he is a guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, it was 3.30pm. Met samuel on the way. We had to bring yanshan to take her bus to TOA payoh. Intended to go to bedok with khim and HAVE BAR CHOR MEEEE. long time no eat. =.= haha. But DARN!!, the shop is not open. so we alighted the bus and arranged to meet yanwei, samuel and yanshan on 59 haha. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/khim_smilingaway.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/khim_smilingaway.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND i got SABO-ed again.=.=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOOK a bus there and then yanshan alighted at her stop we alighted and the interchange. AND GUESS WHAT????? YANSHAN'S CONSUELLING WAS CANCELLED!!!! arghhhhhh!!! wasted our time. never mind, we can't blame her for such misfortune to happen. As soon as we reached BISHAN we took a mrt back. =.= samuel and yanwei stoppped at kallang, GO GEYLANG BOYS. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ENJOYED myself. =D and i'm exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115771300832985572?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115771300832985572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115771300832985572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115771300832985572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115771300832985572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/east-to-west.html' title='East to West'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115754882845944955</id><published>2006-09-06T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:39.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5AM madness.</title><content type='html'>CALL ME CRAZY, or whatever. I WOKE UP AT 5AM AGAIN. not exactly 5. its 4.45.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for barely 3 hours. I was talking to YANSHAN and yanwei about SEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1.30am, yanshan wanted to go. I told her not to, i said i would come down at 5am. *ME AND MY BIG MOUTH*. ALRIGHTS, so... i have to keep my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready, brushed my teeth quietly and opened the main door with a pillow, sneaked out.&lt;br /&gt;So... walk walk walk walk walk walk walk all the way to 201. I saw a tiko, he keeps on giving me a weird smile. Normal reaction, walk faster. hahahha. Then met yanshan and yanwei at mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANSHAN SAID SHE WANNA PEEEEEEEEEEEEE. In the end, she saw too many tikos outside the coffee shop so she said, OHS I DON'T FEEL LIKE PEEING ALREADY. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we,&lt;br /&gt;walk and chat&lt;br /&gt;and walk and chat&lt;br /&gt;and walk and chat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the playground. there's this kitty keeps on following us, yanshan says that the cat is in love with yanwei. =.= It was adorable, but... yanshan's afraid. awwwwws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folded hearts, chat and crapped. yanwei's jealous of how yanshan can flatten the straws.&lt;br /&gt;THEN SLEPT..........&lt;br /&gt;in all kinds of position. yanwei's one's the most comfy one, i guess. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE SUN RISED at 6.45am, we tapped yanwei and um.... said: YANWEI WAKE UP. GO EAT BREAKFAST.but he didn't, so... i told yanshan to let him sleep for 15 more mins. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he's too into his comfy position. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/mir%3F%3Fcle%28964%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/mir%3F%3Fcle%28964%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;QUICK TAKE A GLIMPSE OF HOW MISS SINGAPORE IS SLEEPING. haha. looks so angelic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he woke up, we find a coffee shope that has NASI LEMAK. because of yanshan AGAIN. She ate nasi lemak, i ate porriage, yanwei ate yanshan's bag. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i got home, i ran to my bed and sleep till.... 7.30pm. HOHO. wonderful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s yanwei, you're so pro. seems like you don't need any sleep. HAHA. becareful of heavy eyebags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115754882845944955?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115754882845944955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115754882845944955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115754882845944955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115754882845944955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/5am-madness.html' title='5AM madness.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115738050389731244</id><published>2006-09-04T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:38.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Superstar Treats Contestants Like Prisoners</title><content type='html'>I'm so extremely exhausted yesterday due to the lack of sleep and standing long hours in crowded places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 1am and i woke up at 5am, dennis cheng cheng cheng cheng keeps on disturbing me last night and i couldn't get to sleep on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 5.40am rushed out of the house, to catch up with yanshan on the cabbie.&lt;br /&gt;Then took the MRT to HDB HUB. NOT EVEN A SINGLE SOUL WAS QUEUING UP. only 2 were sleeping hahahahah!! then... waited and waited and waited and waited for the show to start, time seemed to pass so slowly. Walked around HDBhub, nothing much around. i think you should have somemore shops that are more exicting. stupid place to hold such a big thing. While waiting for friends, the only thing to do is to watch the boring show or sit down and mac, burger king or mos burger. STUPID PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor gary was the only guy, jiamin and bella joined us later. I was so tired i slept at mac for a while and i heard tiam kiat got interviewed. THEN was his turn to go in. What i found extremly funny is that.... the crews were like treating them as if they are prisoners. MEDIACORP AR MEDIACORP you treat them like that, next time you got no money take. WE ARE THE MONEY SUPPLIERS. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/tiamkiat_jueduisuperstar_jailers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/tiamkiat_jueduisuperstar_jailers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK that guy in black is the sergeant. He's ordering them to sit and get in line. hahaha. PRISONERS, SIT DOWN AND WAIT QUIETLY FOR YOUR TURN TO REPORT TO YOUR RESPECTIVE OFFICERS. hahahahahahhahahaha!!!!!!! &lt;em&gt;tiam kiat's buai &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;song.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that board there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/jueduisuperstar_jailers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;its the place where the "prisoners" are suppose to take their pictures. with their REG NO.s hahahha. They then proceed to the "waiting ceremony" then its time for them to go into their cells hahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at how they are sitted so neat, if they really wore white. ITS TOTALLY LIKE A PRISON. haha. OH WELLS, mediacorp mind you. before you lose all your money better treat them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. WAITED AND WAITED AND WAITED AGAIN for tiam kiat to go into his "cell" and come out watched KHIM SANG, awesome voice. how i wish i got such an angelic voice. *dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG AND SO FOURTH, went to safra, suprised to see THE SLOPE HAIR GUY, chengyong there. or rather he is surprise to see me.&lt;br /&gt;THEY played pool, not me, i'm a noob in it. =D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;pool players. i'm just an audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/yanshan_letsplaypool.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down and get amused. ahha. TOODLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115738050389731244?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115738050389731244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115738050389731244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115738050389731244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115738050389731244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/09/project-superstar-treats-contestants.html' title='Project Superstar Treats Contestants Like Prisoners'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115692301387932216</id><published>2006-08-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:38.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCKY me</title><content type='html'>I AM SO DAMN BLOOOODY LUCKY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think the prize is kinda lame too. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take part in any Disney channel's contest and i got this The Emperor's New School Memo board. YIPPPE. free prize. =D But i wish i didn't win THIS KIND of cheap stuff prize, why don't they gimme a ticket to HOLLYWOOD? or... um.. something else much more NICER? rather than this stupid board. i rather they make up a meeting session for me to see dylan and cole. MUAHAHHAHHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i think santa gave me the wrong present at the wrong time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115692301387932216?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115692301387932216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115692301387932216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115692301387932216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115692301387932216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/lucky-me.html' title='LUCKY me'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115659639770148541</id><published>2006-08-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:36.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday CHRISTINE. part 1</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHRISTINE. =D hope you love your G-STRING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my darling, felicia, the birthday [act cute] girl and angela, early in the afternoon at mac. *rolls eyes* After that, christine went for her tuition and then we ate ice and waited dumbly for maverick and dennis.&lt;br /&gt;Reached KFC, and started doing our science thingys. We had nothing much to ask about, i had forgotton what i wanted to ask and Dennis' questions were more than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look its the MOST bhbest teacher. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/mrtan_thinkingcap.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/mrtan_thinkingcap.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/yummymaverick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/yummymaverick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr tan: i very handsome right?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY: PUKES. eeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. SEE NO EVIL. Sockteng came in with GARY. *woooing*.&lt;br /&gt;Girls had barely nothing to do. Guys, act clever only, especially maverick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we wanted to catch An american haunting, but it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;SO...... MONSTER HOUSE, the trailer bores me and because they said it was the whatsoever thing for kids, so this won't scare sock teng because gary's not watching. hahaha. SHOW STARTS AT 3.40PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we waited and&lt;br /&gt;sorted out the BILLS. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND WAITED at the arcade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaili got her ticks, lucky her got the same row as us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then got our pop corns and WE GOT A FREE BEN AND JERRY'S ICE CREAM SANDWICH and some people rejected a 6 dollar item. YOU don't want it, i eat lor. hahahah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MOVIES. movies. OH and Felicia and Dennis were so.... intimating. FELICIA lied on dennis shoulder *awwwws*. Hope the show didn't scare sock teng or else gary lost his chance &lt;em&gt;to hug her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meiqi pulled us to wallet shop. She got her stupid pencil case and i got her 20 bucks. HEHE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gave the money to christine. Mei qi came with the you-know-what look. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/money-meiqi-christine.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/money-meiqi-christine.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because of maverick's regine, walked all the way to ISETAN. The shy maverick, look how shy he is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/maverick_gary_jioing.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/maverick_gary_jioing.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gary gave him an encouragement pat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the "eh shy" maverick.... did not go up and say hi. WHAT A WASTE. if you can't see. click it and see. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH dennis didn't bother. he did what he was "suppose" to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/garyshifu_mavericktudi.1.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/missingyou_dennis.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/missingyou_dennis.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;END OF PART 1. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/happychristine.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115659639770148541?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115659639770148541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115659639770148541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115659639770148541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115659639770148541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-christine-part-1.html' title='happy birthday CHRISTINE. part 1'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115659683691035692</id><published>2006-08-26T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:38.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday CHRISTINE. part 2</title><content type='html'>OK. part 2. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. on the way back..... at the interchange,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i cau&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/consolling_st_kl.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/consolling_st_kl.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ght you both holding hands. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK you gary, what have you done to sock teng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPEN the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/christine_i%27mwaringu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/christine_i%27mwaringu.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine: i'm warning you, don't swing the g-string around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely, as in LOVEly day. COME on. show me your big big smile.&lt;br /&gt;here you go.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/happychristine.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/happychristine.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE looks so happy and sastified isn't she. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY. need a song?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115659683691035692?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115659683691035692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115659683691035692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115659683691035692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115659683691035692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-christine-part-2.html' title='happy birthday CHRISTINE. part 2'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115616503426077324</id><published>2006-08-21T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:35.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOGSKIN say yay</title><content type='html'>MUAHHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created a new blogskin. Did it for almost 5 hours. =D&lt;br /&gt;But no doubts there's still some imperfections. BUT WHO CARES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;new blogskin, new email. it feels great to be so newish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115616503426077324?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115616503426077324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115616503426077324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115616503426077324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115616503426077324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-blogskin-say-yay.html' title='NEW BLOGSKIN say yay'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115583083517897361</id><published>2006-08-18T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:35.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new email</title><content type='html'>HELLO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW EMAIL. toilet.paper@hotmail.co.uk. please add. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s DON'T ASK ME WHO ARE YOU, I'LL GET VERY PISSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115583083517897361?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115583083517897361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115583083517897361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115583083517897361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115583083517897361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/new-email.html' title='new email'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115513635793261695</id><published>2006-08-09T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:35.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national tai tai day</title><content type='html'>TODAY is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NATIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;em&gt;tai tai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shien's so mad about becoming a rich person and going to high class places.&lt;br /&gt;So high class will be high class and low class will be low class. But shien thought that the place and food is high class and the price is low class. We were in sake sushi and we are like ah ma's discussing and caculating the prices. We started by drinking green tea.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAITed and WAITED finally my KAPPA MAKI came. *hoorraays* &lt;em&gt;appetizer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like angel came to save us when food came.LETS INDULGE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did last long. =(. soon two 1.90 plates were all gorgue down by me. Shien's rice have not arrive, she didn't want anything else cause it was too expensive. but not as expensive as i though. it didn't went over my budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the food was here. shien didn't finish her EXPENSIVE MEAL which only cost her about 9 dollars with gst and service tax. mine was a little bit more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1638.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1638.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1638.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a good girl. I finished my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1637.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1637.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST AND FORALL, the scarist. BILL!!! $%@!#&lt;br /&gt;it was so scary. and it was pathetic people ordered way more than us but we ordered like 1 quater of what they had. shien keeps on saying expensive expensive and expensive while i didn't really care much. p.s shien, this is call HIGH CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1650.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1650.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTOGETHER. =) cheaper than i thought. i thought it was like... 30 over. DARN should have ate more.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/09-08-06_1652.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/09-08-06_1652.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pathetic. 6 items only. The next time i come and when money drops down. I am going to order 16. MUHAHAHAHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115513635793261695?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115513635793261695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115513635793261695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115513635793261695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115513635793261695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-tai-tai-day.html' title='national tai tai day'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115470741726073790</id><published>2006-08-04T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:35.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to update.&lt;br /&gt;But i duno what to update.&lt;br /&gt;People says my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;So i am here to update so that my blog won't be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lil pic for you, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/scary_weirdo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/scary_weirdo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhhahs. TOODLES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115470741726073790?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115470741726073790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115470741726073790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115470741726073790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115470741726073790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115398854103372300</id><published>2006-07-27T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:35.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an electricity bible</title><content type='html'>DARN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do my science homework cause i don't understand a single ELECTRICIY it is saying. WHATEVER, never do homework in exchange for a stupid punishment, that is copying the whole of chapter nine and its not just one or two pages its eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU IMAGINE? so damn a lot and it's full of words like connecting wires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is absurd. LOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/26-07-06_1625.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/26-07-06_1625.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How long can it be? its not just one page its 3 pages, 3 full and long pages. OH GOD. I AM GOING TO WRITE YOU AN ELECTRICITY BIBLE.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;science paper, 2pages = science paper 2pages plus 3 full long foolscap papers used. SAVE THE TREES AND INKS OF THE PILOT PEN. 18 pages long stupid, boring, horrible and lame chapter of electricity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115398854103372300?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115398854103372300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115398854103372300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115398854103372300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115398854103372300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/electricity-bible.html' title='an electricity bible'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115357441800806962</id><published>2006-07-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:34.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally i shopped</title><content type='html'>FINALLY I SHOPPED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was just a pair of jeans, pencil case ( i needed one urgently, mine had a BIG DARN hole on its arse) a beaded neckalace ( this was suppose to be a friends birthday gift, oh wow, i saw this darn neckalace in one of her pictures, so i'll keep it (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ALL because of an ICE CREAM that i shopped. i have to thank you ice cream. =) I had a sudden urge of eating that imported green tea ice cream at BUGIS, so thank you ice cream, got shien to come along with me in just a min, WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met shien and start our shopping day. Had a wonderful and pinky and bluey BALLET chat on the MRT.Straight to BUGIS VILLAGE. OH HOW I LOVE BUGIS, THEY DON'T ONLY HAVE CLOTHES, THEY HAVE HANDSOME CAUCASIANS HUNKS. oh i just wanna say i love you bugis. Shien and i were on a LOOKOUT for that. uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with our crowded shopping and HUNKIES shopping, we're back at the money-eating PARCO, bugis. EDGE, walked walked, nothing much cause it was expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF EDGE. i mean on the way out, we saw this guy.... SO TOTALLY um.... SELF-CRIMINAL. why do i say that? he's got he's legs chained up. i mean his PANTS chained up together. HAHA. Shien and i was like.... why is he doing this? and how is he gonna cross the drain or squat on the toilet bowl. ONE WEIRDO. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could not find any cheap pencil case, so BACK TO TAMPINES. and i bought a GOLD PENCIL case. finally. and i am going to DIY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115357441800806962?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115357441800806962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115357441800806962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115357441800806962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115357441800806962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-i-shopped.html' title='finally i shopped'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115339150129189257</id><published>2006-07-20T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:34.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate wuu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE WUUUUUU KOK KOK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wish you see this. I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I HATE YOU. not only just normal hate. ITS EXTREMELY HATE YOU. you're a mother fucking biased teacher and i totally hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW can you do this? Even the world's most stupidest teacher also knows that MY PROJECT does not just worth 38 MARKS. YOU SUCK, wu lao shi. TOTALLY. I did soooo many things with it. ARE YOU BLIND? You can give a copy and paste, without editing pictures and lengthly page with the story without pictures, 41 MARKS. YOU GAVE ME 38 MARKS FOR ALL THE HARD WORK I PUT IN, I DID BACKGROUND MUSIC, and morderator, although its not so clear with that fucking computer broke down, I EDITED THE PICTURES LIKE MOO MOO and WHAT I GET IS THIS? FOOCKING 38 MARKS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you die, die , die. I did it for BLOODY LONG, 8 HOURS. And you can give a group higher marks than us, just because nothing went wrong? I TELL YOU WHAT. YOU SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEMME SHOW YOU HOW HARD I DID. AND THE OTHER GROUP, how "hard" they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GROUP.&lt;br /&gt;- edited pictures&lt;br /&gt;- did background music, the worst of all. i had to remember the timing of the song, then record. i've got 10slides, so i have to remember the music timing 10times. fuck you. if you think its easy you do it.&lt;br /&gt;- morderater, you think so easy is it? why don't you just jump off the building, i had a hard time finding it. and i finally find it. i had to record a lot junks just to put this thing it. 10slides, 10times.&lt;br /&gt;-did 8 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OTHER GROUP&lt;br /&gt;- copy and paste picture, didn't even bother to use the invicible pen to make the picture's background blend into the slide.&lt;br /&gt;- no background music&lt;br /&gt;-lengthy sildes&lt;br /&gt;- normal person reading, somemore so  soft.&lt;br /&gt;- looks like a 30min project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST BECAUSE SLYVIA IS IN MY GROUP, AND HER MAMA DID SOMETHINGS YOU DON'T LIKE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO BIASED CAN? you are a fucking biased teacher. sorry to "the other group members" but i have to say, JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE THOSE TOP STUDENTS AND YOU GIVE THEM FACE SO YOU GIVE THEM MORE MARKS? you are a fucking retard teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BANG YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE WALL. I WISH YOU SEE THIS. I WANT YOU TO KNOW MY HATERD FOR YOU. YOU ARE ALWAYS A FUCKING BIASED, AND LISTEN-TO -NO- EXCUSE TEACHER. YOU SUCK, SUCK BIG TIME.  i wanna tell you something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you blind? or just because slyvia's  in my group. you biased old bastard. i hope you go blind. i hope specs also cannot help your eyes. since, you treated my project so blindly i also wish you go blind. TOTALLY BLIND. i wish i can kick you and push you into the sea. IF YOU WANNA GIVE ME PINK FORM GO AHEAD. i don't care. YOUR PINK FORM'S SO NOT PINK FORM, cause you don't like ther person you just give. SO I DON'T CARE. THE OTHER WAY ROUND. I WISH I CAN GIVE YOU ONE BILLION PINK FORMS and expel you from school. GET LOST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115339150129189257?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115339150129189257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115339150129189257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115339150129189257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115339150129189257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-hate-wuu.html' title='i hate wuu'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115293874226816798</id><published>2006-07-15T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:34.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mask painting, waste time.</title><content type='html'>Great, i feel as if that the whole class is going to have a performance on the ancient, "bian lian" or whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think SFL is a total waste of shit time, if you think that 1 hour and 30 mins is too long and boring in school, why don't you let us off earlier? We can enjoy ourselves and rest more rather than having dumb MASK PAINTING lessons, or LEADERSHIP stuff. Can't you leave the LEADERSHIP stuff for activites after EOY exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, since we had mask painting on wednesday, i was so not in the mood of painting.&lt;br /&gt;The face was made up of a lump of clay, looks like some... scientist in 2030 puting a baby's head in a glass jar. If you were to see this is a glass jar, i think it'll freak you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/maskpainting_before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/maskpainting_before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i right? Its so damn 3-D that i had a hard time painting it. psst, the face has no EYEBALLLS. We had to help this dumb little thingy put on MAKE UP. go WAHYANG... dong dong qiang.  LIPSTICKS were used, um..not really, it's red paint. MUAHAHAS. We had this picture of different types of WAHYANG looking image, those OPERA shows. *grins* My group had a little problems with choosing their going-to-paint picture, cause most of them was kinda difficult. OH and we did a little editing on it. CAUSE IT WAS TOO DIFFICULT, white lines becomes black or blue,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/maskpainting_after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/maskpainting_after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;curved lines becomes straight lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did i expect, it turned out quite well. haha. When i brought it home, i had a little trouble of where should i put this FREAKY-LOOKING mask. If i'd put it in my room, it'll freak me out at night or rather, in the morning. In the end, my mum put it in a very NOT-SO-OBVIOUS place. that is where the SCV's cable box and the dvd player's cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH right. stupid mask painting session made me had mood swings. Cause i had to walk up and down to fill water and borrow paint colours and brushes. My group members was a not-really-cooperative. We had to wash the plastic plates of paint and the container. Nobody wanted to wash it and SOMEONE LEFT HER STUPID MASK ON MY TABLE. My cause of mood swing was this, and my hip's pain and the period. HORRID. Nobody washed them, so we left it there, i guess the instructors a little pissed off. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115293874226816798?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115293874226816798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115293874226816798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115293874226816798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115293874226816798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/mask-painting-waste-time.html' title='mask painting, waste time.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115241734792145176</id><published>2006-07-09T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:34.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky feeling.</title><content type='html'>Gosh, recently i have been feeling as if i am going to lose everything the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really afraid it would come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its haunting me. The feeling's like, you know, the next moment you are going to lose everything. Your friends, your family, your phone, your EVERYTHING. its really very very very horrible to have this feeling. SIGH. i hope it doesn't come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, STOP this freaky feeling stuff. I have been in love with my photoshop program. i did some editing and then i made a SKIN!! *yays* i've put it up on blogskins.com already. YAYs i have lotsa comments on it too, of course its good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so good, imagine your stuff got appreciated by the public. FWAH. its awesome. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i think i still got fever, its raining now, how i wish i can sit under the rain and then get myself sick AND i don't need to go swimming on tues!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115241734792145176?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115241734792145176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115241734792145176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115241734792145176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115241734792145176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/freaky-feeling.html' title='freaky feeling.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115208977810770189</id><published>2006-07-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:33.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>YAYs. two days MC!!! no school, more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But tons of medicine to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115208977810770189?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115208977810770189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115208977810770189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115208977810770189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115208977810770189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115181916450768064</id><published>2006-07-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:33.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went on a swimming costume shopping spree with chiamin, shien and belinda. X)&lt;br /&gt;We started from tampines then went all the way to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took mrt, rushed for sits like some idiots. and chiamin wants to say HI to everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE's listening to MP3/4. hehehhes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REAChed bugis, walked to Bugis street. On the way there, something caught our attention, a PINK london cab. HOW cool. Took a snapshot a quick one, cause it'll be a little dumb of us to stand infront of it and take a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FWah how unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my mp4 on. So just took whatever i saw. Like a tourist from singapore =.-.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY hi to shien's skirt and butt. HEHEHE. i am not a sicko. cause i was just testing out something and just nice, SHIEN's butt!!! hahah. its so damn bloody crowded. so i'll just have to take the floor, and maybe shien's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked high and low for swimming costumes, and finally found one at metro. i almost bought another net type one. that loooks so not like a swim suit. instead of a swim suit we bought a tennis suit. cause swim suit is too obscene and fats can be seen. moreover, we're in a MIXED school, so its not really nice to wear tooo... erm.... sexy. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just recevied a bad news from belinda, she said that we cannot wear in to swimming pool. but i doubt the guard would just let us alone cause its like 160 pupils in the pool and he cannot be bothered to check one by one right? so i'm gonna try it on tuesday and tell them about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115181916450768064?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115181916450768064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115181916450768064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115181916450768064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115181916450768064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-on-swimming-costume-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115159656164814903</id><published>2006-06-29T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:33.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I totally despise people with attitude that suck big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially those who do things to make one self happy and never think about others and think that they are some kind of God that only one can get angry or pissed off while others can't. No one owns no one a living. So if you're one of them, i suggest you to reflect on youself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, when one wants a favor, one acts sooo coldly towards the person and thinks as if one is right. And has all authority to get pissed off and angry, why don't one go think of others how would they feel. Number one, since one's so cold, the person is not willing to help. Number two, the worst is if one gets pissed off or angry, the person's so damn fucking pissed off already and has to tolerate your fucking attitude. If one wants to be the King or Queen, go to Great Britian, Singapore has no time for YOUR HIGHNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, i suggest if one cannot wait then just get lost. Again, Singapore has no time for YOUR HIGHNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wants to ask has to bare the consequences. If you don't want to be a fool of yourself stop asking. If its a fact , it will. The truth will light up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One just wants to be happy, so go fuck yourself. Don't pull others down and make them angry or pissed off because of one. People might think you're just a itsy little piece of shit. You're not some kind of MAJESTY here. Once again, Singapore does not need Queens or Kings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is angry. Why don't you just go shut da fuck up and keep it to oneself? Stop beating around with one's fucking attitude that makes people around one feel like slapping one's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is acting like everyone's in love with me. I tell you what, GO FUCK YOUR MAMA. Stop contradicting. Its a disgusting thing. If one thinks the whole world is on your side, i suggest you to go play AGE OF THE EMPIRES.You'll be the king. Everyone will be on your side in the game. SO wake up. you're living on EARTH not in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conclusion, think of others' feelings and your attitude and don't think you're the Queen or King because Singapore do not have them. Unless you can prove it to us, and Princess Diana has passed away a long time ago. Because, if one's angry, how would the other person feel when the person has to bare your fucking attitude and your ANGRYness which comes out of nothing but just some facts that one doesn't believe. I really think people who refers to one of these or ALL of these above, go think about it, reflect it put yourself in other people's shoes. If you can't ask your buddies to help you out by acting the way you say or do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really have nothing to say if you don't want to change cause your not living in your own world NOT LALA land. You're Living in Singapore or rather an EARTH with human beings that has feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can one hundred percent say that i do not have any of the attitude problems above unless you really piss me off like some kind of birdie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115159656164814903?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115159656164814903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115159656164814903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115159656164814903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115159656164814903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-totally-despise-people-with-attitude.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115123060103748271</id><published>2006-06-25T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:33.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritating taggies</title><content type='html'>A few more hours to school reopen. Barely a day *whacks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGBOARD ERROR IS IRRITATING ME! believe it or not, i cannot tag on anyone's blog. there's this irriting message coming out;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Flashbox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an error in your FLASHbox.&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure you have used the correct code.&lt;br /&gt;The official site to get your code is myFLASHbox.sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cbox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ERROR: Invaild cbox code. Please check your cde and reinstall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, my tagboard has this problem too and i can't reply my taggies. I have to go to the main site then, login then, generate new code to see te preview in order to read my tags. this is infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at michelle's blog and it says it all. cause she has two tagboards. one's cbox, one's flashbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/tagboarderror_fin-copy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/tagboarderror_fin-copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every blog i go, INVALID INVALID. what the fucking hell. so damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagboard irritates me, Time also irritates me. *oh, double T*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is homework. homework is time. Without time, i cannot complete my homework, and i still left with piles of it UNDONE! i wish time can stop right at this moment, NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i'm selling a webcam, brand new. darn my dad's friend, gave me the webcam at the wrong time when i already have it. its less th 20bucks. =)) price is negotiatable. (((: interested buyers, please tell me on msn, &lt;a href="mailto:faerie_angels@hotmail.com"&gt;email me &lt;/a&gt;or leave a comment at the bottom of this post. thank you. muahhahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suggestion, if you want your comments to be replied fast, please comment me don't tag. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115123060103748271?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115123060103748271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115123060103748271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115123060103748271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115123060103748271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/irritating-taggies.html' title='irritating taggies'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115091122462201938</id><published>2006-06-22T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a guide to emos</title><content type='html'>i'm watching ABC. Its boring, cause when i say BORING its really BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i don't understand why and what the hell are they laughing about. Guess what the topic is, DIVORCE AND MARRIAGE. mamasan's doing the talkin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msn, a worldwide messenger. You have guides to the setup and help to the software. Ever wondered, guide to the emoticons in it? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring show and wonderful imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Marissa and I presents to YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;the guide book to emoticons in MSN messenger. YAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/LAMEEE.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/LAMEEE.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/400/LAMEEE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA. here you go. A GUIDE BOOK TO MSN EMOTICONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/LAMEEE.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115091122462201938?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115091122462201938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115091122462201938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115091122462201938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115091122462201938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/guide-to-emos.html' title='a guide to emos'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115090595502129999</id><published>2006-06-21T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/datong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/datong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks familiar eh? its taken in china, this globe is used for a housing estate. some sorta like the logo. Seems like china people don't have the sense of originality. X) have you seen it somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.park-tickets.com/pictures/UniversalStudios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.park-tickets.com/pictures/UniversalStudios.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twin bros!!! hahahhaa. its exactly the same just the words different. wonder why china people loves the globe sooo much that even a building as to look like a globe. LMAO. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY! SCHOOL'S REOPENING, bad news? good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, its bad news. i really want holidays to not end so early. sigh. After months of suffering in school, i need a place to breathe but it seems like its ending and i have to go back to all those torturing and suffering. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days left, its already planned and packed with homeworks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115090595502129999?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115090595502129999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115090595502129999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115090595502129999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115090595502129999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/looks-familiar-eh-its-taken-in-china.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-115019824954062345</id><published>2006-06-13T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shanghai</title><content type='html'>HELLO. back from shanghai. yes shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the world's most uncomfortable airplane. CHINA EASTERN. sucks. The airplane is so god damn outdated. they don't even have a tele. I pity the air hostesses, they have to demostrate the saftey thingy again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPER, terribly "nice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0080.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0080.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the nuts, and tha stupid cake and bread.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0082.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0082.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try the salad. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0081.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0081.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW YUMMY. eeeks. totally lost my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夜上海&lt;br /&gt;情深深雨蒙蒙&lt;br /&gt;赵薇&lt;br /&gt;夜上海夜上海你是个不夜城&lt;br /&gt;华灯起车声响歌舞升平&lt;br /&gt;只见她笑脸迎谁知她内心苦闷&lt;br /&gt;夜生活都为了衣食住行&lt;br /&gt;酒不醉人人自醉&lt;br /&gt;胡天胡地蹉跎了青春&lt;br /&gt;晓色朦胧转眼醒惺忪大家归去&lt;br /&gt;心灵儿随着车轮儿转动&lt;br /&gt;换一换新天地别有一个新环境&lt;br /&gt;回味着夜生活如梦初醒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i get the meaning of the song. The night view in SHANGhai is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awws. Although some of you didn't get to see them personally, some picture for you to WOW on. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0009.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weehee.. Pearl Orient( the highest tower in the picture its blue in colour ). The place where you can go sight see the WHOLE china, maybe. and you can see TAIWAN from there. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0011.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0011.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like some building in England eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0045.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0045.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superb lightings. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0047.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0047.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.- the same place. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUILDINGS. and BUILDINGS. with wonderful and colourful lightings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some express way bridge. I forgot the name. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say bye bye to those nice lightings and buildings and scenery. what you're gonna see now will make you laugh till you drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first impression of tourist to Shanghai would be the airport right? And an INTERNATIONAL airport couldn't even phrase their restuarant's menu's english properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0078.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0078.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0078.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what it says. ' IMPORTANT TELEPHONE OF AIRPORT'.&lt;br /&gt;On other pages. 'CHARACTERISTIC FOODS'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering, if their ENGLISH cannot be international, they shouldn't call themseleves SHANGHAL PUDONG INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT.  SHANGHAI PUDONG LOCAL AIRPORT would sound nicer with their standard of english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no doubt, their drink is cheaper and nicer. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/PLUS0079.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/PLUS0079.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want some? =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-115019824954062345?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/115019824954062345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=115019824954062345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115019824954062345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/115019824954062345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/shanghai.html' title='shanghai'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114931467321934047</id><published>2006-06-05T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad breath kills</title><content type='html'>BAD BREATH KILLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to brush your teeth. =X hahahaha. a little video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUTu3_rcpI4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GUTu3_rcpI4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMmmMMMmm.... THAILAND ADVERTISMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO SHANGHAI.Yays. shopping spreeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114931467321934047?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114931467321934047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114931467321934047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931467321934047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931467321934047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-breath-kills.html' title='bad breath kills'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114931407254531679</id><published>2006-06-03T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cute little video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D4kgeY5Y8s4" width="350" height="275" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happen to come across this Intelligence video of a dog and a cat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess this video is from an advertisment in some other ANGMOH countries. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA. Enjoy! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i duno what the heck do you want from me. I helped you. you took it for granted. its you who wanted to find a job not me. why should i help you call? who are you? you aren't my boyfriend or some VIP. i don't want to be used by you and i ain't so stupid. when i talk to you , you give me a cold-shoulders. you think its nice to tolerate? i helped you, this is what i get. so why on earth should i help you.why can't you just put yourself in my shoes. if i treat you this way, would you like it? i've been tolerating day by day. don't force me. although i might have promised you. but i cannot tolerat the cold-shoulders you give me. its not nice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114931407254531679?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114931407254531679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114931407254531679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931407254531679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931407254531679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/06/cute-little-video.html' title='a cute little video'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114909029419370981</id><published>2006-05-31T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god.</title><content type='html'>Dear God.&lt;br /&gt;I pray to you day and night.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when will my prayers be answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you.&lt;br /&gt;But where are you?&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;But i cannot feel the love you gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still not helping me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder whether " Is god really god?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am troubled.&lt;br /&gt;You don't respond to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? &lt;br /&gt;Its been six months ever since i started waiting for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114909029419370981?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114909029419370981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114909029419370981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114909029419370981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114909029419370981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-god.html' title='dear god.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114931339596381914</id><published>2006-05-31T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:32.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucking ice cream</title><content type='html'>Boring day! Last minute decision. Went out with elaine to the CC to do some boring homework and EAT! KILLS BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... settled down, eat then started doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly, i had a sudden urge to eat the CHOCO ICECREAM. And i didn' really had the mood to do homework. For one moment,i told myself i had to finish my homework. The other moment, holidays still long way to go i still got lots of days to finsh it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind kept telling me "the other moment" , i guess my heart too. I bought the CHOCO CONE sat down and started licking and lickin' and SUCKING. I didn't know why i started sucking that stupid CHOCO CONE. like some mad person.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/preci0us.junk%28051%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/preci0us.junk%28051%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, you can forget about this bloody photo. I look a little horny. Elaine caught a small little bug in my green tea cup. She was acting like some retarded student in &lt;a href="http://www.metta.org.sg/"&gt;METTA&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;em&gt;gosh she just throwed my face into the dustbin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys beside us were like laughing at us too. And i suggested to make a move, before i had to say sorry to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back. we've got nothing better to do. So.. walked, walked and walked &lt;em&gt;down the lonely road.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/preci0us.junk%28052%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/preci0us.junk%28052%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS. guessed who's idea?  ITS ELAINE. retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's always lame and retard and um.... noisy. *oops pardon me*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114931339596381914?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114931339596381914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114931339596381914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931339596381914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114931339596381914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/sucking-ice-cream.html' title='sucking ice cream'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114905410337119211</id><published>2006-05-31T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheryl =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/1b90aff279e6d4675bbbe827f080ce1b0.1.gif" border=0 width="327" height="116" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALISED SOMETHING!&lt;br /&gt;sit up straight when you are doing your "BUSINESS". its easier to come out. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s its been tested worldwidely, i think so. and myself. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114905410337119211?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114905410337119211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114905410337119211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114905410337119211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114905410337119211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/cheryl.html' title='cheryl =)'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114879352322511392</id><published>2006-05-28T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the da vinci code</title><content type='html'>Argh. Another disappointment. SIGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com.sg/sites/the_da_vinci_code.html#"&gt;THE DA VINCI CODE,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; NC16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's rating for movies are really strict. Its just a movie. right? Not porno movies. can't they just let people below 16 watch?  They can rate them as PG13. Teens now are much much more sensible then Teens last time. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for like one month for this show to come out. In the end,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; NC16&lt;/span&gt;. Just this word can bring a great disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not only one disappointment in just one month. SUCK-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Transferring back of school&lt;br /&gt;2. RESULTS&lt;br /&gt;3. The movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, i'm dying! someone save me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114879352322511392?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114879352322511392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114879352322511392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114879352322511392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114879352322511392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code.html' title='the da vinci code'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114818948052873500</id><published>2006-05-21T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kids nowadays</title><content type='html'>kids now a days.... SIGH. BIG SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;kids are just not EXTREMLY naughty nowadays but they don't know how to differentiate who is AUNTY and JIE JIE.&lt;em&gt; bloody hell make me so ma lu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those KIDS were squatting down at the doors of the mrt. as you can see... below. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/mrtincident1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/mrtincident1.jpg" width="365" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one of the stops people stood up and left. They rushed for the sits. So was huichen and i. our legs were aching. Those kids really are kiasu people. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/mrtincident2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/mrtincident2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those brats rushed for the seats. and this time i must really say i rushed for it too. so i sat down. then this KIDS were saying. erjie ni kan la. you ren zhuo liao. As a very KIND person i gave up my sit. One of them, this really pissed me off, said er jie kuai dian zhuo kuai dian shuo xie xie ge NA GE AUNTIE!!! WTH. i was really pissed can. After that stuipd chinese-speaking ill-bred kid said that. I immediately sat back down on my sit. this was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn freaking pissed. Michelle, ihsan and HUICHEN kept on teasing me throughout, especially huichen. I sat down then i talked to huichen, the kids were still beside us, I EMPHASIZED on the word SCHOOL. I was hoping that they felt a little MA LAU. but they just looked at me blankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that we found out hat jeffery and boon hock was on the same train as us. SO DOUBLE DARN. they told them this stupid incident.&lt;br /&gt;kids, sigh. i don't understand whether are they blind or they are stupid. Or their mind only has, older girls are aunties and older guys are uncles. don't their parents teach them? and do i look so old? i'm at least younger than SOME OF YOU. For goodness sake, parents please teach your kids what is auntie and what is jie jie, what is uncle and what is kor kor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114818948052873500?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114818948052873500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114818948052873500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114818948052873500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114818948052873500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/kids-nowadays.html' title='kids nowadays'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114805308660719843</id><published>2006-05-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n80 is so going to be mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.phoneyworld.com/images/home/021105/08_n80_low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand" height="546" alt="" src="http://www.phoneyworld.com/images/home/021105/08_n80_low.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i'm falling in love with N80. THIS PHONE IS SO GOING TO BE MINE. ;) i love it. ahhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114805308660719843?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114805308660719843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114805308660719843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114805308660719843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114805308660719843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/n80-is-so-going-to-be-mine.html' title='n80 is so going to be mine'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114795932980831677</id><published>2006-05-18T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:31.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flunked</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;NEW SKIN.and new link&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOSH. i just flunked my maths paper, its not only maths. ITS EVERYTHING. horrible results. gosh. sigh~ what is done already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i want to do is to enjoy myself. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. went sentosa. i spent all my money on that stupid place. =X&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is that we can even spend money when we're playing on the beach or maybe the sea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its like.... oh gosh. =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the depressed boonhock. xueli left him alone. so poor thing. so he played with the sand. haha. and then dig dig dig. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and burried his legs into the sand. poor thing. awws.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and we spent the next hour building? and digging this thingy for gerald. muhahahahas. a coffin. if you can see carefully you can see his name and R.I.P. yeahs! its xueli, michelle and my art piece or maybe sclupture. =X hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/320/Image005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its only like playing on the sea and riding bicycle and it costs me a BOMB. there goes my hard-saved money. *sighs* sentosa is expensive. its time i should start saving again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/1600/Image005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114795932980831677?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114795932980831677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114795932980831677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114795932980831677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114795932980831677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/05/flunked.html' title='flunked'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114527227347719346</id><published>2006-04-17T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:30.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>requested post</title><content type='html'>kabish. this is a requested post by KOH JIAMIN. =)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lets talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is monday. =X. haha obviously. blah blah. class as usual as boring as ever. only focused mainly on maths. yeah!!! cause its the first period and the weakest subject. i need to buck up! =). i shall not fail any subjects. and get straight As and i will get 300 bucks. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. then after school went with val then to mac to meet shien. =P then back to school again for project teach to reach. was a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;that was the only thing that i was paying my full attention to. bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah. then went tmart. bought ice milo. said BYE BYE to angela, glenn's elder sister =X. hahahah. whatever. then tralala. here i am bloging this dumb post of my MONDAY! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114527227347719346?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114527227347719346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114527227347719346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114527227347719346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114527227347719346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/04/requested-post.html' title='requested post'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114499857129273999</id><published>2006-04-14T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the befall.</title><content type='html'>why? why must such problems befall on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't do it. why must i take the responsibitly of doing it? whereas, your good buddy doesn't? are you just doing this to console yourself. you're just lying to your ownself when the fact is just in front of you. since you want to be mr perfect, i'll play along with you. lets see how long can you be perfect. stop being so ignorant. wake up. you're 14 not 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grow up. i don't understand why. why? i don't hate you. but you forced me to hate you. your ignorant acts makes me feeel like i'm in kindergarten. i don't want to be like you. kindergarten boy. i did not utter a word behind you. i think you are just living in a make-believe world, face up to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why must you do this to yourself. you can choose not to believe us. but because you chose to ask us. you have to believe us. you're so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i trusted you so much last time. and maybe i was wrong. all those times were great. till you showed your true ignorant ways. that forced me to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating each other might not be a way. but you were the person whom i trusted so much once. if i don't hate you, i'm not a human. the hatred between us might fade. but i'll still remember those ignorant ways you did. childish little boy. when are you going to grow up? i don't think you're fit enough to love or like someone. why do you get yourself a girlfriend? when you know you can't give her the happiness she wants. you're just toying with her feelings or are you just making yourself happy ?  i doubt you would think about this. cause you're getting more junvenile as you get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cut you made on me is excruciating.  before you could mend my cut back. you cut it deeper.   you are so cruel. retribution would come to you one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114450101752149189</id><published>2006-04-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday saturday.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was too late to post, and i'm tired too. so i didn't post. so today i'll post 2 posts. -.-" so many postssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday, 7 april 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yays! finally went back to jyss. all my stress are gone. =) and then i get to talk to people whom i feel safe and not threatened. yays!!~ so happy, i love everyone of you. i love elaine, michelle, xue li, hui li..... and everyone. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look so starry. i wore lots of things with starssss. =P hahah. okay first walked around the school then talked to some peeps. miss all of them. and i came back on the right day... it was speech day half-u rehersal and JOCE's bdae. =p yays!!! hurray! =) haha. then... went up to music room... saw the new juniors... =) hopeless man. i'm 100 times much more better then them. =P haha. they don't even know what is major scales. =X. omg omg omg omg. hhaa. okay. the weird thing is that joy seng is there. why is she in my old school. she's in percussion. omg omg omg. so concidence. i didn't expect her to come to this type of... school? she looks like those girls school people. =X haha. anyway kinda surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad. hui li wasn't there. so after that we went to her house. visit her. chicken pox. bleahx. blah blah. then ate her mum's niceee waffle. =) haha. gerald boon hock and jeffery michelle and xue li was there. =P.  9 plus we left her house. went cycling and sent michelle home.  and i have to sit on jeffery's bike which have no stand. i'm so afraid that i would fall. i was holding it so tightly and i had this facial expression that made people think i'm having constipation. haha. he's quite good.  then we almost fall down. =P he pushed me. haha. so man. i lost balence. =P ;) haha. quite embarrassed. blah blah then we wanted to head to pasir ris park. we're bored. =( but something soooo shocking happened and i didn't expect it to happen. BBOOOOM.! xueli, boon hock and jeffery fell. OMG OMG OMG everyone of them bleed so badly. then we turned around and headed home. xueli's cut was quite deep. =( sigh hope there'll be no scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah. then i got my dad to came over and fetch me and xueli home. he took the long way which made him go round and round. lmao. haha. tralala. was very happy ,i didn't think too much about school and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday, 8 april 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another happy day!! =) haha. 2 consecative days of happiness. =) yays!!! so happy. met marissa, haocheng, yanshan, yuhan and jiamin. bel and shien stayed at home. =( so sad they couldn't join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wees.. go to pasir ris park. it was my idea. =)) cheezy. ahha. sigh~ it rained. we sat down and waited for the rain to go for almost 1 hour. it was my stupid idea, AT FIRST. but the whole pasir ris park trip was kinda romantic for those 2 couples and jiamin and i were the extra people. =P haha. the rain subsided. =) we walked to the so called coffee shop there and ate. =)  then rented bikes. only marissa haocheng jiamin and i. yuhan and yanshan sat at the rocks there. =) so romantic. didn't really ride the bike that much. spending our time sitting with all of them. throwing pebbles and drawing on the sand. =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a bus back to white sands. sat at macdonals. everyone's reflecting. i guess so. =P haocheng left first. took bus 21 home. ;) the day ended. and now. typing this 2 posts =) ahhaha. retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114450101752149189?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114450101752149189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114450101752149189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114450101752149189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114450101752149189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-saturday.html' title='friday saturday.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114395154915939257</id><published>2006-04-02T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:29.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~~ band where are you?</title><content type='html'>sigh!~~~~ i suddenly missed band. miss my oboe. miss my senior. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what songs are they playing.  not going for band makes me feel so lost.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can study in east spring, then have cca in jy. =P am i thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really hope i can do that. how niceeee~~~~~ but this is not possible. not at all. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. if i really can do it. i think its the best. i'm like missing soooo many things and people these few days. i have an urge to go back to jy. but when i think of the school hours. i rather stay in es.&lt;br /&gt;its been 2months since i met up with any jy mates. sooo long.  =((((((((( mostly i still miss band. sigh.. how i wish i can perform on speech day. that would be soo nice. but now, its too late. SIGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114395154915939257?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114395154915939257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114395154915939257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114395154915939257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114395154915939257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh-band-where-are-you.html' title='sigh~~ band where are you?'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114381869795509153</id><published>2006-03-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:29.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day day day</title><content type='html'>sigh. so jealous. why everyone's getting a boyfriend or a girlfriend but i don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(.&lt;br /&gt; seems like friendships stuff its almost settled but i still have a feeling its still not settled.&lt;br /&gt;feel like playing the piano until my fingers break. i tend to do that when i'm feeling low.&lt;br /&gt;but am i feeling low? =( sigh. i don't know what am i thinking either. play play play. its either play until my fingers break or type until my fingers break. but typing dosen't use much force. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. sigh. sigh. what's happening? i don't know what's going around me. something's not right, just not right. i feel so weird. everything's gone so messy that i couldn't even sort it out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanna do now i relieve my stress on my piano. but its at night. =(  how can i do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm so damn freaking fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what am i doing either.  everything's so not right. why aren't they in place? why? &gt;.&lt; feel like crushing all my bones, biting every bit of skin off. i cannot tolerate the feeling. its just so queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gonna just play the piano like mad. PLAY AND PLAY AND PLAY until my fingers break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114381869795509153?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114381869795509153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114381869795509153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114381869795509153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114381869795509153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-day-day.html' title='day day day'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114371983633354176</id><published>2006-03-30T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky hot sports day</title><content type='html'>came back from tampines stadium. sports day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;sucks big time, so hot and humid&lt;/span&gt;. make me feel so sticky. didn't feel like going at all. don't know why is it complusory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wees. met silas and winstar down there. winstar took free milo from the van. =P haha. then silas like came over to winstar. oh then they saw me. so i hi-ed back to them. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long time since i've seen them. er.. quite long. silas still as cute as ever. =P ahha. *oops* sorry ferlyn. he's yours. but i have to admit he's quite cute.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, miss all my old friends. sudden urge to go back to pri school or maybe jy. dunno. just feel like seeing them, maybe they relieves my stress.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; i miss lotsa people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't understand why. why. why. somethings are so difficult to solve. i don't know why. am i still adapting? friends, what do they mean? &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i feel like jumping off the building. just one PIK, everything is gone, might be so called all finished, story ended, problemless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;why is the whole world turning against me?&lt;/span&gt; why????? i feel like crying, but i don't wish to. i'm to afraid to tell anyone. even if i tell, how can it help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish can reverse back time. now, everything's gone so wrong, so so so wrong. i hate everything i have now. they are just a pile of shit to me. friends? i've got nothing to say. some to me are treasure but some are like something from a pile of rubbish and shits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114371983633354176?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114371983633354176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114371983633354176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114371983633354176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114371983633354176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/sucky-hot-sports-day.html' title='sucky hot sports day'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114364138740532532</id><published>2006-03-29T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no luck</title><content type='html'>i feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how unlucky can i be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, morning got caught for socks. then, english, actually was suppose to do with shirely they all then they suddenly turned back on us. stand outside then do with zi pei but lucky got wang lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that ben hit me. he keep on saying me, i cannot take it. so i just punch him in the back he hit me on my shoulder. whole arm numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, that person keep on picking on me. i so sway can. i never even got to laugh all i want today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly, celia unbuckled my bra. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then see doctor, foot rashes. think cause of the school socks. never had them before. no choice school socks, have to wear, bare for 2 more years rashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one full day of swayness, i'm starting to hate school, hate my friends, hate my teachers, hate everything. not even a single bit of love.&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/7724063-114364138740532532?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114285233359754763</id><published>2006-03-20T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school again, term2</title><content type='html'>BORING! school is now offically open again. and it sucks big time. teeheeheehe. its all about homework, writing, using excessviely of the brain and study study study and study. grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday bluess.:) okay, as usual need to wake up extremely early. =( &lt;br /&gt;school, nothing new, tests tests and exams coming up. its always the same thing. there's this new girl in the class, she talks so fast and the worst thing is that it is in chinese!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOSH. i couldn't catch what she was saying, i was like "HUHING" all the time. but she's quite pretty. =) gets along quite well with her too. =) okay, maybe this is a good thing about school, making friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. something good about school other than that its allll soooo boring. then, thursday will be my torture day from today onwards, it was usually my slacking day. it will be totally different now. =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalax. feel like having a nap now. tatas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114285233359754763?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114285233359754763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114285233359754763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114285233359754763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114285233359754763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/school-again-term2.html' title='school again, term2'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114270696692283927</id><published>2006-03-19T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia truely asia. =)))</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesss. bought quite a number of things from malaysia. this time was different. jiamin was with me. the trip was awesome. =)) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 1 ,17/3/`06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;morning, picked jiamin up from her house. the amazing thing is that she is wearing a skirt! XD haha. and then to breakfast at tampines interchange's burger king. blah blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;took a cab to bugis and then a express bus to malaysia. the bus totally stank, the 'ahpunana' smell was so damn bloody strong. haha. so nothing to do on the bus. called maverick and lau wu. blah blahx. jiamin found it fun so continued after singapore customs ;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;reached malaysia's house, was in a mess. then to shopping mall, finding jiamin's shirt. went to play basketball, the court had a pathetic little net =)). haha. dad went swimming so we played and talked on the phone. until when we were quite thirsty went up and took water. so..... on the wat back to the "basketball court" I PUSHED JIAMIN INTO THE SWIMMING POOL!!! how fun!?!!!! omgomgomgomg. haha. in order to save time, we bathed together. =)) wait before you think dirty. we bathed with our clothes on. okay!! =P haha. later on again, shopping,i overspent, dad 's complaing until i was like a dead fish. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;went for supper at around 11, ate crab and fried ice cream. =)) jealous? then back home. watched tv and sleep. tell you a secret jiamin sleep talked. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 2, 18/3/`06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;morning, i woke up earlier then jiamin.=) then comes the mood spoiler, my fucking mum. went for breakfast at lavendar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;next to holiday plaza. shopped. looked for jiamin's bloody skirt. too skinny eh? it was so difficult. walked the whole mall. =) then stopped at "orange". guess what. bought a nike shoe each. =) and the MAVERICK CESARE LEUNG asked us to get him something. and we got him an AND 1 shoe. in the end he told us he was kidding. wth!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tralalas. time passes. so dinner time. ate at a dunno so called popular restuarant. and then shop and shop to find jiamin's skirt -.- FINALLY! found something she liked and something that's got her size. OH MIRACLE! =) haha. blahsssss~~~~~.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and then went home to singapore. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;home sweet home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay. signs off. maverick consider yourself lucky, wei xi didn't even got his ps2 game. =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114270696692283927?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114270696692283927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114270696692283927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114270696692283927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114270696692283927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/malaysia-truely-asia.html' title='malaysia truely asia. =)))'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114233617576238747</id><published>2006-03-14T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overnight sadness</title><content type='html'>sad. khim's out. OUT! bloody clara i'm gonna suck your ass! pure evil. =)&lt;br /&gt;so sad. sad.sad.sad. khim's got the voice! khim's got the looks. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;HOW ON EARTH CAN SHE BE OUT!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i hate you clara! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cry for you khim. =(((((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whatever it is. i still hate clara. went to bel's house to stay overnight and chat and talk and read and sleep. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/200/bel_room.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;bel's bedroom&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/200/belinda_cupborad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;bel's cupboard =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/200/twist_belhousedownstair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yanshan and bel, at the void deck of bel's house. =))&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6013/489/200/yawnx_bel%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;belinda yawning. =))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. then i slept on bel's bed and i snatched her blankie. =) jiamin was sleeping at first, then yanshan was using the computer. later on, when jiamin was awake it was the other way round. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yanshan STRECH out. and had the whole bed to herself. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so jiamin could not sleep. and TADA. she's so evil. she was deleting my pictures in my camera. i was awake okay. i knew that. but i was too lazy to wake up and stop you. since you deleted it , i can restore it =)))))) how clever can jiamin be... she used the cusion as her pillow and slept on the floor. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay.. morning. first thing, jiamin's complaining. =P then went to cut hair. jiamin BRAINWASHED me to go and cut hair with her. wth!!! =P okay. was quite happy with the haircut. then to the INDIAN KOPITIAM. ate roti tissue and roti prata. good gracious i was broke. =))) jiamin came to my rescue! she treated me *yays*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went back to bel's house, marissa, chiamin and shien. =PpPpP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MESSED UP BEL'S HOUSE! =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. yanshan and marissa's at my house. =)) MAKING YANSHAN'S HAIR STRAIGHT! =P . trallala. i'm gonna mess her hair up *oops* haha. okay. gonna make her hair now. =) tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114233617576238747?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114233617576238747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114233617576238747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114233617576238747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114233617576238747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/overnight-sadness.html' title='overnight sadness'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114189778598352681</id><published>2006-03-09T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:28.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POON YIMING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated what you say. you hurt my heart so much. i feel like dying. why can't the blood gush out? sliting is so not pain now. if you can take his smell doesn't mean i can take it. i'm a very sensitive person. if you don't like it then don't talk to me. i cannot take his smell. i really cannot take his smell. i know its a little bad,but if he goes on like this and everyday i will have to die. not him. now for both his sake and my sake, i'm helping him and at the same time people around him. if you cannot take what i say then &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET LOST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feeel so hurt. you hurt me. hurt me deeply. you made me feel as if i'm so useless. if i die. you'll know what will happen. do you still consider yourself as a guy? sorry is no cure, you cut it by saying sorry you can't mend it back, i'll remember what you say.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114189778598352681?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114189778598352681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114189778598352681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114189778598352681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114189778598352681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114164911988811675</id><published>2006-03-06T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone.`</title><content type='html'>i feel so free.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is blocking my way! =) but a little sad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid rumours would spread. ;) but i should also trust myself eh? its my feeling i don't care what people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today today and today. ROCKS. i love my attitude today. before P.W went to GLUE things on the zi pei's stuff. although i don't know her well, i really kinda pity her sometimes but she's like, how do you put it.... i mean like very eager to learn something and she asks too much.oh alright, then some UNCOOL person went to tell mr tan. haha. but I STILL LOVE MY ATTITUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its NAGGING time, i sound so cool , together with sylvia for the first time. I LOVE MY ATTITUDE SOOOO MUCH! i don't regret what i do! lalalallalala. although its wrong =X. hahaahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114164911988811675?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114164911988811675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114164911988811675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114164911988811675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114164911988811675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/gone.html' title='gone.`'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114148607877146229</id><published>2006-03-04T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:27.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you</title><content type='html'>i'm soooo happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he finally acted like a guy!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. talk about yesterday. today's stuff is too private! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday..... the fag, he behaving like a fruitcake. =) he made me stand out of the class for almost 2 periods, ONE BLOODY HOUR. but it was quite fun =P. cause i do not need to attend the poofter's lesson and hear his bloody gay voice. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. after school, met yanshan, i didn't know she didn't come to school. =P hahah!!! until i asked marissa. =P. went to tampines mall to get my wallet, then to isetan to get the fbt shorts. i was running out of money at that point of time, but i really wanted that shorts so badly that i didn't really care about the money i had left for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then to polyclinic, with belinda marissa and chia min. chia min went to see the doctor. =P. guess what. SHE GOT A PIMPLE ON HER EYELID!!!! hahahahhaahah! went they came out of the consultation room, they were laughing. i was talking to him. =P hahahhahahaha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. next met the bball guys, then to the ONGLAI playground. =P hahhah. talk talk talk. went to 201's bus stop. waited for sarah, couldn't reach her. i was really really really very apprehensive that she could not turn up. =(((((((. but in the end, SHE TURNED UP! A MIRCALE JUST HAPPENED YESTERDAY!  =P. okay. then finally after countless weeks, i turned up for cell with sarah. =P hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. so that's all end of my YESTERDAY! =P hahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so loved today. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114148607877146229?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114148607877146229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114148607877146229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114148607877146229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114148607877146229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-love-you.html' title='i love you'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114077361590224137</id><published>2006-02-24T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:27.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yanshan and her darling.</title><content type='html'>yanshan and her darling&lt;br /&gt;so sweet&lt;br /&gt;they made me jealous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. crapping. just making yanshan angry. =)))) alright... lets talk about TODAY!! okay, its friday and history sucked.=)) the onglais made the whole lesson a boring one. =P i'm thinking of him. and i feel that i'm like betraying him. =(. do i really have to put up an act? its not because i don't like him... its because i can't feel his feelings towards me. =( oh well, lets not talk about relationships, sometimes it really makes me feel like crying. tomorrow should i go or not? =PpPpPpPp.  hehehehehehehe. i'm on the phone with yanshan and her darling! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114077361590224137?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114077361590224137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114077361590224137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114077361590224137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114077361590224137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/02/yanshan-and-her-darling.html' title='yanshan and her darling.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-114035287619718599</id><published>2006-02-18T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:27.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gamle and lose.</title><content type='html'>gee... was quite unluckly, gamled with cai zhuang, jian hong and yanshan. GOSH. lady luck was definatly not on my side. but i really hated what jian hong said, shu bu qi and take money from man. i didn't really like that, was kinda mean of him to say that. if i shu bu qi, i play and would not agree to pay, but i did agree to pay.seriously, i hated it. anyway, cai zhuang wasn't as bad as i thought. XD sorry cai zhuang. haha.yes, i did grumble a little, but if you were in my shoes, won't you grumble? 10 bucks isn't a small sum you know. =P okay, enough of the gambling thing, really seriously hated what jian hong said. conferencing now, ;). didn't feel like conferencing, jian hong's words spoilt my mood, made me dispirited. okay. shall let bygones be bygones. =) thank you yanshan, for your concern =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-114035287619718599?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/114035287619718599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=114035287619718599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114035287619718599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/114035287619718599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/02/gamle-and-lose.html' title='gamle and lose.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113854290172231071</id><published>2006-01-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a lunar new year.</title><content type='html'>okay. =)) haven't been blogging for like almost a month. its the first day of lunar new year , i haven't been doing any visiting nor exchanging any oranges. anyway, happy lunar new year. pathetically, i've no new clothes no shoes no bags. my mum insists that she have already spent the LUNAR money on my eyes. what a mum eh? without those new stuffs, i'm totally not in the mood for lunar new year, not at all. i don't even feel like taking any RED angpaos nor having the TRADITIONAL renuion dinner. people get new clothes and stuff what i get is nagging and scolding. clothes and shoes i wanted them sooooo badly i awaited for lunar new year to arrive so that i'll be able to get myself a dozen of them. but unfortunely i got an eye ulcer and my mum says her buget is over for me this month. i didn't want my eye to get an ulcer, its two different things from getting new clothes shoes and bags for me, except money, i guess. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113854290172231071?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113854290172231071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113854290172231071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113854290172231071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113854290172231071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-lunar-new-year.html' title='what a lunar new year.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113670059737698722</id><published>2006-01-08T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:26.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those english</title><content type='html'>- Are kids today having grammar problems? Or did teachers teach them to write extra letters? For example: todaee horr, thatt teaacherr verii thee cb lehh.. keepp piickiing on miie iin class.. ii dunn liike herr faccee lorr? Or are they blind or what? Can't see that I there, so there's a need to add an extra I? If you really can't see, please go and get yourself a pair of spectacles in case if there's this need of adding more extra letters in words in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- After grammar, comes the vocabulary problem. Can't they just spell properly? Their you = euu, is = ishhh, blog = bloggie, cool = kewl, me = moii or meii, etc. If they really want to be inventors pleases invent some extraordinary words that are not being found in any dictionary instead of just changing their spelling! No wonder our English standard is dropping, hAiX~&lt;br /&gt;- In...most...blog, they love... to do...this, they....did...this...so that....their...posts...will...look longer. If...they write....until like...that...then...I suggest...that...they...might...as well....don't....update...their...blog. What's...the use...of writing....lots...of..craps with...lots of ...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Next is the color contrast. They love to have all sorts of bright bright blogskins, and their posts are filled with bright bright fonts, it's really irritating because I need to highlight them in order to read all this posts! I wonder if they have special eyes that allows them to filter off bright bright colors? If not why is there a need to make your whole blog bright bright? This kind of blog people will never give a damn about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As we know that blogs are public diaries, but I have no idea why there are people who love to use this "Anti right-click" Html. It's not like you are a supermodel or what and people are stealing all of your pictures. If you don't like other people to steal your pictures, then don't post them! As easy as that. By the way, whenever there's something which captures my attention in a blog whose owner blocks my right-click, I my ways of getting them!&lt;br /&gt;Way 1. Use the "view source button"&lt;br /&gt;Way 2. Use Firefox, it will allow you to right-click even if the anti right-click html is on!&lt;br /&gt;These are some useful ways to copy people stuff even if they don't allow. Enjoy copying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No matter it's a guy or a girl, they love to "show off" their like and dislike. Take for example, lots of them love: chocolates, ice cream, toys, etc. And dislike: back stabbers, KPKB teachers, alone, liars, perverts, etc. I wonder what makes them so different from others? Who love back stabbers, etc. Only them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cliche lines. Have you notice that they love to quote "it takes a minute to know someone, an hour to like him, a day to love him, and a lifetime to forget him". It's so unrealistic! An hour to like someone! You must be joking with me man! No wonder there are so many "innocent" girls who proclaim that they have got cheated! Please ! life is not that simple as an hour to like someone or a day to love him! WAKE UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I bet that there are people who think their life is a messy and everything, for example "my whole life is in a mess... family, friendship, career... i am beginning to hate myself... i am sad and lonely... when will i be able to find the right person to save me?" Please this is YOUR life, not other people's, and you will have to save your own self instead of "Ohh my Romeo come and save me from all my suffering!"&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP, WAKE UP !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113670059737698722?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113670059737698722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113670059737698722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113670059737698722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113670059737698722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/01/those-english.html' title='those english'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113605124806873590</id><published>2006-01-01T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:26.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR people! =)  wow. okay just came back from the party at central park. so damn mad... played with the foam and went crazy running around with it. got so foamy and wet after that. =P hehe.. went crazy with hui li. =P. just went around throwing foam at people that i don't really know them. =P gosh... so tired. =P hahhahaah... ITS A WONDERFUL COUNTDOWN. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!! THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME SO HAPPY AND CRAZY? haha. think i would get the pictures by..um.. not too sure yet. i guess when i see hui chen. =P haha. haish.. gonna miss you guys.. okay.. i think i'm not gonna stay after the probation. i'll miss you guys. =P haha. okay... really need the bed now. i'll blog some other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113605124806873590?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113605124806873590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113605124806873590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113605124806873590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113605124806873590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year.html' title='new year!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113588071598536423</id><published>2005-12-30T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my names</title><content type='html'>My very British name is &lt;b&gt;Chelsea Butcher&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/10/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take The Very British Name Generator today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created with rum and monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool eh? and my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My magical Potterized name is &lt;b&gt;Hermione&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/10/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take The Harry Potter Name Generator today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created with rum and monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! call me hermione!!! =P i know magics so don't mess with me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and... my name means..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The boys love you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/261/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take What your Name Means today!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created with rum and monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;try them!!!! hahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113588071598536423?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113588071598536423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113588071598536423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113588071598536423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113588071598536423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-names.html' title='my names'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113567998891871525</id><published>2005-12-27T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:26.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being bored</title><content type='html'>pratically nothing to blog, just blog for the sake of fun. just had a big quarrel with my parents, just because i dropped a soo new handphone, nokia 6111. what the heck man. my dad got so agitated because of this, just because of a handphone, can you believe it? MY GOSH, you want a life or a handphone? forget it don't wish to talk about it anyway.. met guo zhong to tell him about this at 2am this morning? haha. okay... bought my school bag.. a billabong one. the bag's too big for me because i'm too small for it? hehehe. went to buy it with ying xiu and her guy felt so... extra at the point of time. hahahaa.. they were dating, and imagine me? with them? haha.didn't really care about christmas party and stuff, just wanted to sleep. missed like 4 over parties, just because of a sleep? =P never mind whats over means its over. pissed off... parents took my handphone because of the stupid incident, what the &lt;em&gt;fuck&lt;/em&gt; man. really cannot take the way how my parents handle their kids. idiot. today i was suppose to go out with jamayne to tampines mall, but i wanted to sleep so i didn't go. hahaha! okay.. now i'm worrying about how am i going to wake up on the 1st day of school???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113567998891871525?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113567998891871525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113567998891871525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113567998891871525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113567998891871525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-bored.html' title='being bored'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113509418131572024</id><published>2005-12-20T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh.</title><content type='html'>okay... today is horrible totally HORRIBLE. the sec 5 guys came to my house, and that is totally so.... HORRIBLE for me, i guess. today i was late for band, stupid traffic jam outside at the area around ngee ann, didn't admit i was late cause the esss' chairman or something is calling me, if i admitted i don't think they would allow me to pick up this important call. my bloody mum drove me in , right into school and i was like "what the hell" everyone's looking at me... so god damn embarassing. i was like a stone in band prac, didn't do anything just see and listen and then act like i'm playing. gee... i didn't ask hui chen to buy reed for me it was hui li who suggested it, now she's like a little pissed off. i don't know. just feel like something's really wrong here. and now. the fear i'm having is... i would go in to esss!!!!! i don't feel like changing, my friends are there. my bloody mum says, ''oh that school is too far for you and i don't think you worth travelling there because its not some SO GOOD school or some HIGH standards school. ''  have been chatting on the phone with hui li this few days... she's so weird and crappy. ahh whatever. tomorrow... dunno, was suppose to go out with those "SEC 5" guys and then hui li dosen't wanna go because of some stupid reason a little private too. =P i'm like having stomach cramps the whole day since they came so i doubt i'll be going tomorrow. now its elaine and those few guys, i'm like a little sorry for her. of all days, why this ''thing'' came. sucked i hate it. okay now... one more week school is OPEN. and... guess what... no boooks no nothing. ;) haha. okay... think this post is too long already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113509418131572024?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113509418131572024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113509418131572024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113509418131572024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113509418131572024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/gosh.html' title='gosh.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113483401023135588</id><published>2005-12-17T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored. school's reopening</title><content type='html'>ONE MORE BLOODY WEEK AND SCHOOL IS REOPENING!!! omg! hesh.. decided not to change school anymore! SAC took me in! and imgaine me? in a girls school??? i can't survive there! no cute guys. teeheeheehee. sometimes guys are better!! =P and i haven't bought my school books! gosh.. i very scared when i go back to school that time... EVERYONE will ask me... hey i thought you changing school? then.. i'm like explaining to a whole BUNCH of friends about this. but if i change i'll miss you guys. so... i better not change and... let bygones be bygones yeah? just forget everything and go back into junyuan secondary. um.... yeah.. feeling a little worried if i go back to school. then.. people like cai zhuang... eww.. gosh.. luckily i different class!! HAHA. another reason i don't wanna go SAC is because.... i wanna go into e4!!! all my GOOD friends are down there, i wanna feel the type of... you know... hesh... yeah! having nightmares about those people who are going to ask me stuff and like that. hope they won't ask too much. teeheeheehee.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113483401023135588?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113483401023135588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113483401023135588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113483401023135588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113483401023135588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/bored-schools-reopening.html' title='bored. school&apos;s reopening'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113473284860744551</id><published>2005-12-16T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:25.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog skins... harry potter =P</title><content type='html'>DONE! okay..new skin... ahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113473284860744551?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113473284860744551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113473284860744551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113473284860744551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113473284860744551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-skins-harry-potter-p.html' title='blog skins... harry potter =P'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113431440146246774</id><published>2005-12-11T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:25.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half-awake. =))</title><content type='html'>teeheeheehee. went out everyday since thursday. a little tired, feel like sleeping for 15 hours again. =) hope i can do that later. anyway, went to the doctor after the band camp. then went for x ray, so damn cool. the doctor says my knee cap is a little dislocated.. teeheehee. didn't really bother. what can i do? gee... that elaine dared me do to something stupid. went to esplanade today, to see the "whatever you call that" concert. teeheehee. after that concert, saw somebody i hated, the clown. ee yuck! guess lady luck's not on my side, eh? then... went to bugis to eat ate KFC, haha got a little giddy after that. everytime after i ate a KFC meal i would feel sooo sick. that's why i seldom eat them. teeheehee. i don't know whether i should say this a not. but i think i better keep it to myself first. *giggles* i guess, thats all. =) yeah? okay, so long, farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113431440146246774?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113431440146246774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113431440146246774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113431440146246774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113431440146246774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/half-awake.html' title='half-awake. =))'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113371148128731566</id><published>2005-12-04T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:25.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band camp. **</title><content type='html'>*giggles* got back from band camp! =)) YESTERDAY! =P haha.band camp was kinda fun, actually it would be more fun if wei wei wouldn't have come! totally spoilt my mood those two days. oh ya! i realised something he looks like a clown. =P anyone wanna hire a clown? save make up fees!! =PpPpP anyway, haunted house was so damn fake. we were the last group to go in and experience the haunted house! we stayed in the cold AVA room and waited for 2 hours!! that means when its our turn its already 12am, i was the last person to play the haunted house, others did not have a chance! the ghosts were totally "duhh" so fake! if i would to plan it, i would come up with a better idea then this! i mean i was down there playing with them.  at first , i examined the place, i walked very slowly. actually they offed the lights and i could see everything. some stupid people tired to camoufloudge themselves by wearing a trashbag! they made "wooing" sounds that sounds like a crow singing!!! hahahaha! *no offence* just trying to tell the person who planned those things and those people who acted out as ghosts to be more realistic next time!! =P oh ya! on the way out! the "clown" came in. i don't know what the heck he came in for. but he acted like as if he was a hero! he looked like he wanted to help me. but in the end.... he was the IDIOT OF THE NIGHT! *hope he dosen't sees this*=P during the night it was very cold!! i couldn't get to sleep at all!! eunice also! =P i was like examing the whole school as in sitting down on the chair looking outside the classroom. hesh. but i slept for 2 hours, i guess. okay, day 2! morning i was like so hungry, already having gastric and still need to do exercise and run , i was not suppose to do because i cant! i need to have breakfast before i could you know, start doing my daily routine. but because the GUY was there, i didn't want him to look down on me so... i started doing it all. but unfortunely, i some sort of sprained my knee cap, and i was limping the whole day.!!! i was so hungry until i swallowed air into my stomach.! i mean when they were having breakfast i was hungry and yet full. i ate a little and i threw up, so equals to never eat at all.!! i got air in my stomach!! i feel like farting the whole day. yeah. and then was games, i was the ic and i couldn't play 2 games, what a shame of myself. i really wished i could play.!! but i was... kinda.. having a stomach flu and i was limping. but our group was great! =)) next was high-tea! high-tea was... not so high-tea at all! i mean theres only 4 types of food. oh what a high-tea and you can't go for another round just one round, i ate, it was of course better then breakfast. =P lunch was finally rice! =P okay... then... had the ITEM, so weird, didn't know what to dance or perform. so.. did the stupid aerobics. =P a little. yeah! we won the first prize for the item. =P bleah. finally was the BAND DANCE. haha , that was the most INTERESTING AND FUN part of the camp. hehe =P really enjoyed it. before the camp, didn;t really looked forward to it cause thought it would be another stupid camp. haha. okay. its a long long long long post!! haha. so.. i should be ending it now! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113371148128731566?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113371148128731566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113371148128731566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113371148128731566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113371148128731566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/12/band-camp.html' title='band camp. **'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113315608225324395</id><published>2005-11-28T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:25.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day dreaming</title><content type='html'>BORED! its almost a month means one more month before the holidays end! ahh... so fast. anyway, still mad about dan radcliffe. don't know why! just mad. met a few fans of robert yesterday on his fan site. kinda cool. they are like from all over the world. its so international down there! haha. and i got emma's email!! woo... but i'm not sure whether its real or not. added her.... for the sake of fun. haha!!!! i wanna go england now! =P that's all i think. nothing much to write! buhbye!=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113315608225324395?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113315608225324395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113315608225324395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113315608225324395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113315608225324395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-dreaming.html' title='day dreaming'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113298517142278657</id><published>2005-11-26T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:24.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adva kadavra</title><content type='html'>woo. i'm still in love wif dan. cant take my eyes off him. i getting so mad about him. anyway, i must learn to speak proper english in order to comunicate with him*dream on* and his fans. =) so mad. he's just fantastic. i love his smile. =) so people out there , my friends, remind me to speak PROPER ENGLISH . any short cuts or singlish please slap my face . i'm like totally in love with him. i wish i can get married with him or rather i call myself MRS. RADCLIFFE. he's just superb. I MUST LEARN TO SPEAK LIKE A BRITISH OR AN AMERICAN. PROPER ENGLISH. NO CHINESE FOR ME NOW. TOO ABSORBED IN HIM AND ENGLISH. get it? =) so remember to remind me, do anything to remind me. anyway chinese suck . english rocks. =)) you people learn to speak good english too when you remind me, it a pros and cons. =) WHATEVER just remind me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113298517142278657?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113298517142278657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113298517142278657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113298517142278657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113298517142278657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/adva-kadavra.html' title='adva kadavra'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113275316893904677</id><published>2005-11-23T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:24.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry is soo handsome =P</title><content type='html'>ADAVA KADAVRA! woo. haha. this yr's harry potter is so damn exciting lor. i wish i was him. took part in those stuff so cool la. i love it man. =) daniel's getting more handsome. ahh.. i tink i'm in love wif him. =P haha he's so cool and handsome =P. haha.  pengs. knee cap pain. duno y lehx. run too much? haha haish. bored. =P wtv luh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113275316893904677?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113275316893904677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113275316893904677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113275316893904677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113275316893904677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-is-soo-handsome-p.html' title='harry is soo handsome =P'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113222023730364480</id><published>2005-11-17T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:24.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobless! =P</title><content type='html'>=P. haix. still cant find a bloody job and i just missed one job the other day. wonder whether was lady luck on my side or someone elses. =P ahha. feeling so... stucked up. damn it man. anyway. i got so pissed by that particular person dat i almost wanted to slap her right into her damn face. made me so damn fucking angry. get it? =P anyway. yesterday damn sian lor. waited for jam n ying xiu for their bloody netball training to finish den ltr jam's bloody net lost den gotta sit under the rain. n wait. also duno wait for wad. haha! den duno wad happen to ying xiu luh. so weird jam oso. den they like AH dun feell like saying it anyway. haha. the whole day was so sian... on the fone went up n down buying their netball team water n stuff lorh. weird bunch of ppl. crapxxx.holy shit den medaline today just smsed me smth dat i hated, sucka spoilt my whole damn day. seriously i dun feel like doing anything now. just type type type and type haha..... making things clear---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSTARD AND BASTARD IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT , UNDERSTAND AIRHEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. how on earth ppl can get so stupid until this standard.  hmmx. den i lurve AMERICAN PIE, BAND CAMP. the show is do damn cool lar. this guy he stuck a oboe to his dick he wanted to masturbate wif the oboe i tink, den the nurse in the camp threw him into a bathtub and threw packets of ice in it and he managed to get the oboe out of his dick. maybe his was too horny. =P hahaa.. he's damn vulagar. but i lurve it.!!!! AHHH. so damn cool. tink its rated RA in singapore but i got to watch it woo!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113222023730364480?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113222023730364480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113222023730364480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113222023730364480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113222023730364480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/jobless-p.html' title='jobless! =P'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113173368866794198</id><published>2005-11-12T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:24.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poh chiu wen! nice show!</title><content type='html'>SUCKER!   -//*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed off larrrrrr. fuck man! DIDNT EXPECT HER TO BE SUCH A CUNNING PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first she TIRED TO HACK IN MY EMAIL ACCOUNT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second she ASKED PPL TO "SPY" ON ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***** THRID SHE PRETENDED TO BE SOMEONE ELSE ON MSN JUST TO TOK TO ME!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if YOU *this person hu did this to me, n u shld me very clear abt it!* JUST READ THIS! U SHLD NOE... Y I DISREGARDED YOU AS A FRIEND! AND BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!! I GOT LOTS OF TROUBLE! THKS MAN! ANYWAY. I HAD "FUN" ACTING OUT! HAHA. PLS LAR IF U WAN TO TOK TO ME DUN ND TO USE SUCH DESPICABLE WAY ! UNDERSTAND? I HATE IT N I HATE THOSE PEOPLE TO DO IT ON ME. ANYWAY I TELL THE GAME IN MSN WAS "FUN" AND U NOE? THE MORE YOU ASKED THE MORE YOU GET TRICKED. TO MAKE IT SHORTER, ALL THE WHILE I KNEW IT WAS YOU! AND ALL THOSE STUFF I TOLD YOU WAS TOTALLY LAME OR RATHER FAKE! HAHAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DESERVE IT. THATS ALL I CAN SAY! N I ENJOYED THE GAME SO MUCH DAT I ALMOST LAUGHED OFF MY HEAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N NOW SHOO OFF INFRONT OF ME! THE LAST PHRASE OR SENTENCE YOU WOULD HEAR IS THIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET LOST. I DUN ND UR SYMPATHY OR YOUR FRIENDSHIP N PLS STOP SMSING ME RUBBISH OR GIBBERISH! - i hate u !!!!!!!!!!POH CHIU WEN.! YOU'LL GET YOUR RETRIBUTION SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BUSTARD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113173368866794198?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113173368866794198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113173368866794198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113173368866794198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113173368866794198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/poh-chiu-wen-nice-show.html' title='poh chiu wen! nice show!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113117479448675031</id><published>2005-11-04T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moodless....</title><content type='html'>haix. someone just ruin my birthday plans. suppose to go cell outing wan. den the person come n tell me she sprained her ankle. the night before she told me she didnt wan to go to the cell outing cuz was like kinda sian dere den the next morning she told me she sprained her ankle. dun u find it a little fishy? just one word she made me felt so angry at the same time sad. it was suppose to be a happy birthday but it turned out to a sad one. she's been telling me all those lame excuses since day 1. i could'nt trust her anymore. she made me so sad. on her birthday i was present. but on mine she gave me a lame excuse that was she sprained her ankle. i really had enuff of her lies. i could not giv my trust to her. just could'nt. one year n she could sprain her ankle tons of times have fever tons of times. i dun tink this is really true. i cannot take it anymore. i just feel like shouting at her face, u dun feel like going den u say, dun giv all these lame excuses. u told me u had a project i believed u. but y couldnt u just make some time for church. purposly put that time? everytime u tell me a lie, i get scolded. the whole thing was U who started it, but in the end i was the one who bared the consequnces. i hate this feeling. just feel like dumping the whole blame at u, but i just kept my mouth shut. my mum nags at me and u just sit one side and watch the show. cant u just do it for me just once? i bet u cant. next yr lets bet next yr. u come out wif all these excuses again u will bare everything, i want you to bare 10times more than me. n now i'm too sad to say anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113117479448675031?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113117479448675031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113117479448675031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113117479448675031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113117479448675031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/moodless.html' title='moodless....'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113086307991922328</id><published>2005-11-02T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahax. band seniors wad a joke.</title><content type='html'>haha. heyx. i respected u ppl, u realise it or dun realise it, its ur prblm. i use my hp, i got my reasons u get it? my cell ldr and my mum or my dad or someone dat really needs to find u. wad if someone dies? pls! for the last time, my timing is tighter den urs. u ppl just wont noe lar.national exam and sch exams are both as impt. tues, sch den band prac den i got stuff on *sorry, i cant say*. on fri. sch den band prac and ltr on i got cell until 10+. pls lar. the other days. i nd to do my revision wad rite? n dosent mean the way i sit shows hu am i rite? i may b abit tired. but other than saying all these, have u all tok abt how serious am i, before? the ans is so obvious no. n thks ppl for flooding up my tagboard. i luv u guys. ok. back to it. n u ppl write these on my tagboard to show respect to me? i was just testing u ppl. no wonder i can c now. how u are now ppl. if the thing is sovle ur reaction wldnt b so.... argh forget it. xueli n i was not the only one who tagged at wei wei's blog lor. go find out urself. if u ppl wanna critise me, just call me n shout into my ears wad u really wanna say.oh yar n the previous post was just to vent my anger. haha have u ever tot wad if ppl say this to u. HEY CHERYL NI GE WO ZHAN ZU.wld it b nice? if u said it in a nicer way i would have stopped. ppl come find me den find lor. i dun giv a damn anyway. it sounds like another threat. i really hate to say this, but i cant believe wad my seniors just said on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S kali i'm not refering to u. sorry if u tot i was toking abt u. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113086307991922328?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113086307991922328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113086307991922328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113086307991922328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113086307991922328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/11/hahax-band-seniors-wad-joke.html' title='hahax. band seniors wad a joke.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-113048809958721938</id><published>2005-10-28T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-- wad kind of band is thiis man! ]]</title><content type='html'>seriously. i hate jysb lar. anyway, its like so wad lor. seniors tend to threaten the juniors by pusnishments. its like so eeyer lar! wad kind of seniors are they man. using threaten on us its like so.... fuck it man! threaten lor, threaten until u happy. SENIORS shame on u man. threatening is a idiotic way lar. u like to threaten the juniors den wads the use of the juniors. even if the seniors do the wrong thing the juniors keep quiet, den when the juniors are wrong, we have to do punishment and say sorry! y cant the seniors do it? Y? Y? Y? sometimes i wish those senior would encourage us but for now they dun they push the whole bloody blame to our face.the timing oso so tight for us. spare a thought lar. pls lor. i really had enough. frm the beigning of school i was ok, the band made me so stress till i get ap! homework and band prac? wad the hell man! even after exams not even a bloody tues of fri for us to rest properly. dun understand y! other caas got only this dun have. i really really had enough. enough means enough. n today i realise joining band is the biggest mistakesi have ever done in my whole bloody life.! forcing is no use on me, the more u force the more i will rebel. lemme choose myself, i noe wads good n bad for myself. i will do it when its the right time. btw. arent the sec 4s already step down? y the bloddy wei wei so kpo. look down on people. u dun have the ability den u keep ur damn fucking mouth shut lar. dun nd to push the whole thing to me rite? n so wad if i have ap. u dun have mehx? u not human mehx? fuck sia. n who gives me APs? its the band! BAND!!! tell u wad. u better keep ur fuckin mouth shut ok? i like myself the way am i! understand? i have ap so wad? so wad? so wad? hate u for life, jysb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-113048809958721938?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/113048809958721938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=113048809958721938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113048809958721938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/113048809958721938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/10/wad-kind-of-band-is-thiis-man.html' title='-- wad kind of band is thiis man! ]]'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112903104342580482</id><published>2005-10-11T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m o 0 d y. - wads my mood?`</title><content type='html'>man. exams, friendships and stuff make me... feel so stuck up.currently, studying first lor. haix. friendships, other then ferlyn, i guess thats all bahx. she like so... *grrrr* haix. she's hopeless lar. haix. haix. haix. i'm so. moody. i dun even noe wad to write. just had a slight chat wif u ppl to ease my mind. i'm going mad soon. everything is so out of place. my dreams are all smashed. i cannot take it anymore. nth else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** this msg is to a special person: sorry =) i cant help much ok? blame everything on me, because of me u became so jealous. i'm also at fault, dun push everything to yourself. i dun like it. i'll feel very guilty, for once put the blame on me ok? sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112903104342580482?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112903104342580482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112903104342580482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112903104342580482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112903104342580482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/10/m-o-0-d-y-wads-my-mood.html' title='m o 0 d y. - wads my mood?`'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112833333513476988</id><published>2005-10-03T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>][ ferlyn ur wad a ''GOOD'' fren</title><content type='html'>kaox. ay... no frenx izit? go make ur own wan la.. dun shua da pai here snatch ppl fren... so wad ur bro is honsonn i tell u.. my bro is RENFU lor. kaox ay. tok cock la u. elaine not enuff izit? wan kelly? all giv u liaox.. happy ma? chiu wen is mine lor.. ni shiu xiang ba ta qiang zhou. u take her away i'll hate u a lifetime! ur worthless. how bitchy can u b. a slap frm me might wake u up? u wanna taste it? its kinda... strong its created to make a bitch like u wake up! u tink of urself. u dun tink of others. u take their fren how would they feel. unless u are cold-blooded. pls la... NA so wad rite? so use ur bloody brain to tink how would it feel. put urself in my shoes. taste the feeling. if its nice? u change place wif me la. i wish i can man! so wad u chio i tink u umchio lor. kaox. i never been so.. lonely before. if u tink. u r right go ahead snatch more frenx. thats the way man! u do it... u leave a bad image on ppl of urself. TINK twice. for now. u've snatched my frenx. u've done it,... it'll take a million years for me to forgive u... until u say a SORRY. i dun giv a f*king damn abt how u feel. cuz u have already done it that image will always b in my mind, forever. freak out man. i hate u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE YOU, FERLYN WONG GILLIAN. SORRY NO CURE FOR U! I'LL LET U TASTE MY FEELING.COLD-BLOODED CREATURE. U'LL GET IT FROM ME!I'LL REMEBER THIS TILL THE DAY I PART THE EARTH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112833333513476988?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112833333513476988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112833333513476988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112833333513476988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112833333513476988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/10/ferlyn-ur-wad-good-fren.html' title='][ ferlyn ur wad a &apos;&apos;GOOD&apos;&apos; fren'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112753785413029235</id><published>2005-09-24T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:23.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x- thiis iis liife</title><content type='html'>man.. u now smth... its like so fast lar this year... so fast end of year liaox. gonna leave junyuan. but i got this feeling.. somehow.. i like got feelings for this school. but i hav to leave!! n somehow i hate the teachers in this school! man! how? i leaving soon man. n EOY its arnd the corner.. i feeling like i'm so stressed ouT! its like i'm trying to squeeze everything into my brain buden hor.. after dat rest for a while try to recall... forget everything.. as if like my brain is so full until my brain overflows. man! how? haix... hair is dropping like mad. haix... hope some kind of magic will come out! *blicks* i no there is no such thing lar. i'll just hav to pray harder lor..  haix... exams exams. make me stress. haix... i duno wads happening man! lag lag n lag!! argh. nvm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112753785413029235?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112753785413029235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112753785413029235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112753785413029235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112753785413029235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/09/x-thiis-iis-liife.html' title='x- thiis iis liife'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112685805719995947</id><published>2005-09-16T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>heyy. tell u guys smth. chiuu wen now at my house and she wants to declare dat she like silas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chiu wen lurve silas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112685805719995947?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112685805719995947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112685805719995947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112685805719995947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112685805719995947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/09/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112556941947264296</id><published>2005-09-01T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x][ insulted and ditched!</title><content type='html'>my god.! today i feel so insulted by my cell ldr lor... she smsed me smth that i hated! n forced me to go for cell early in the morning at 8.30. can u believe it.? so tired lor. so insulted. i hate it! n u noe... elaine... kinda... ps ppl lor. juz now i asked her to go out she didnt want to but when ferlyn ask she would. felt so ditched lor. den the ferlyn oso... she said she didnt want to watch the maid. but in the end she went to watch wif elaine wad kind of person is she man! she said she dhad the disc n didnt want to watch n said if she watch its  a total waste of money. now she went to watch it n scolding OWN self stupid. shes the one who didnt want to watch it and in the end she watched. PESH feel so ditched lor. n elaine oso so 1 kind 1 lei. haiya. lazy to explain. i c them together my heart like break into 2 pieces. i cannot tahan sometimes lei! i juz feel like shouting at ferlyn's face. because of her i got ditched! arsehole man. drop popcorn not my prblm rite? is u didnt tell me u are watching wad a stupid bit*h!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112556941947264296?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112556941947264296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112556941947264296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112556941947264296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112556941947264296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/09/x-insulted-and-ditched.html' title='x][ insulted and ditched!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112515190425462768</id><published>2005-08-27T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>][ throat iinfection is no fun =(</title><content type='html'>hesh... got throat infection.. lost my voice on thurs.. its horrible i feel very bad... when i cough i fell dat my whole throat is like scratching each other. so horrible la... den tok on the fone oso very difficult. hurhur. buden my voice is kinda sexy..aha... but if i tok too much... i'll scared i'll go mute... *laughs*haiya... sch is horrible wif ms ho. ms yuen.ms neo and mrs kho! HORRIBLE i'm gonna die. haha. duno wad to write lei so bored! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112515190425462768?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112515190425462768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112515190425462768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112515190425462768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112515190425462768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/08/throat-iinfection-is-no-fun.html' title='][ throat iinfection is no fun =('/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112133731375654455</id><published>2005-07-14T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>_____!!busted*!</title><content type='html'>wad the hell... y today so unlucky. 1st is gena ms yuen scolded... sencond is jam's grandma passed away... third is sandy siao siao den kick me... forth is gena band seniors scolded... fifth is sing go tell my senior dat we all go down to class juz for fun nv do project de.... but i really got do lorr only annie nv do...*cheebye*! fuck larr... y they all so idiotic.... noen earlier dun join jysb ler.... so sucks lorr. everything oso prac prac prac... bloody! fuck up man! nv use de brain this cant dat cant other sections band mem touch another section the instrument when oging to drop oso cannot... den wad euu xpect? let it drop n spoil arhs? SO STUPID.... I DUNO Y THE HEAD UP THERE IS USED FOR WAD MAN! idiot man! case oso cannot touch this cant dat cant... den wad euu wan? b like euu so purrfect arhs? as if only lorrs.... so wad u qm so wad u dm... i dun even giv a bloody damn abt it lor... so hao lian for wad? seniors so wad? gra seniors so wad? so bloody shit lor... ppl sick oso hav to do this... as if we r robots! SHIT LAR&gt; fuck up man... i regretted s0o hard for joining this sch busted band! duno wads the use of this band for ? stupid!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112133731375654455?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112133731375654455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112133731375654455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112133731375654455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112133731375654455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/07/busted.html' title='_____!!busted*!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112108745043131376</id><published>2005-07-11T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x][naFa, horrible!</title><content type='html'>hesh.. had the 5stations the nafa today... so dissapointed! cant really get gold this yr... i was like lacking lor... i didnt even do a push up to train myself... other den the stupid band punishment n p.e lessons... if not den nv do ler... its like so... wad lor.... den the standing board jump oso i was like very rushing... den i didnt even get to aim.... bobo.! wasted... nvm i gotta take the retest on thurs... i dun care... my shutter run oso so disappointed.... my target was 10.5! haix... gotta retest!dun care!haix... oh ya... n played water wif ferlyn n elaine... hurhur.... i was like playing away until i realised dat i GOT it! haha.! n went home wif a wet pe shirt was like so pai seh lor... mine was like so obvious.. no fair... ferlyn's was so not like water....! hurhurs... hmms this yr's nafa... didnt really  feel so tired!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112108745043131376?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112108745043131376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112108745043131376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112108745043131376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112108745043131376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/07/xnafa-horrible.html' title='x][naFa, horrible!'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724063.post-112003182900748790</id><published>2005-06-29T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:16:22.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>][x   the thiird daee.</title><content type='html'>hmms... sch reopen 3 daes ler... n my com horr... so bloody shit... when the holis r almost over suddenly spoil... n e stupid sch oso... nv update e web de... how to print the tmetable wan! pls larr... jyss use ur brain marr... idiot! anyway, wah piang the stupid hoho rite.. 1.15 finish sch she go make until 2 o clock finish so Sh*t rite? stupid wan lei... until i act like i very sick n wan to die wan to die den she ask me wad happen den i juz say nth. bloody her... i smack her ass den she noe. hmms.. anyway i noe dat i shouldn't b so vulguar buden i cant control myself i cannot tahan i feel like shouting at her face! o ya?!? qurralled wif my mum abt money! o bother! how i hate sch.! teachers suck homework a load of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7724063-112003182900748790?l=retroretards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/feeds/112003182900748790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7724063&amp;postID=112003182900748790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112003182900748790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7724063/posts/default/112003182900748790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retroretards.blogspot.com/2005/06/x-thiird-daee.html' title='][x   the thiird daee.'/><author><name>cheryl kim.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08082912424488159895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
