<?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-8927571925909692785</id><updated>2011-12-05T18:42:29.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubblicious :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>410</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2500928941259357511</id><published>2011-12-05T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T18:42:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is better off &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;@&lt;a href="http://oomph-.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://oomph-.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&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/8927571925909692785-2500928941259357511?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2500928941259357511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2500928941259357511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2500928941259357511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2500928941259357511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/12/go.html' title='Go?'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4408828384385917083</id><published>2011-09-24T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:56:32.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Set your own.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/candice.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="325" height="270" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's just beautifully sexy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missed 2papers due to Chickenpox, gonna' sit for them in mere 2days. Pretty nervous since they could be the one which can subsidize the cost of my dream route. Been comtemplating between Ireland &amp;amp; West Virginia, never been to anywhere near those places before. &amp;amp;What about my life here in Singapore? I'm a wreck now, always getting stressed up and thinking all sorts of nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just few days ago I've told Bf that I may be a Philosophy Genius, just that nobody noticed that yet. Are there any tests for that? Because right now my mind's a universally extended map. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Microeconomics &amp;amp; Accounts, either As or Cs, Bs are nothing but 'happy results' in disguise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4408828384385917083?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4408828384385917083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4408828384385917083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4408828384385917083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4408828384385917083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/09/set-your-own.html' title='Set your own.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1125350028444077036</id><published>2011-08-13T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:47:35.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparks Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It's been awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of freedom, who says high school's stressful? Wait till they get to Tertiary level. On a second thought, it's not that tough though it's better to say a mixture of both. There's new friends who truly cares in replacement of tutors who never bothers. The modules I take are kinda useful as well; though I won't say I liked them, but appreciate. But there's things that annoys me, or maybe I'm always annoyed by the surroundings - I find that I may have one of the worst EQ amongst everyone I know; truthfully - I'm not a good person at all. Smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's not well. I'm praying for her everyday. She's not my biological grandmother; we aren't related in any sense in regards to blood ties. Though it's more like a kind of love that is more projected to someone you truly cares, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entry of thoughts.&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/8927571925909692785-1125350028444077036?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1125350028444077036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1125350028444077036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1125350028444077036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1125350028444077036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/08/sparks-fly.html' title='Sparks Fly'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1611310906004434849</id><published>2011-05-20T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:00:11.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What worries you, matters to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/tumblr_lj5eqgJt5H1qejan6o1_500_large.jpg" height="335" border="0" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Supposed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogging's my last resolve,&lt;/span&gt; I have so many things on my mind now I don't think a to-do-list helps anymore; perhaps I just need a break. It's like my &lt;u&gt;biggest pet peeve for people to keep assume I'm in the wrong when they don't know the whole story behind it&lt;/u&gt;, I mean I tell you things I'm vex about because I believed that you know me, but all these assumptions comes from no where and I get even more annoyed. It sucks to know that people who you think knows you the best are the ones who don't know anything. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yeah, assumptions just sucks big time. I get a lot from people saying that "Oh, you're so efficient in your work and all you're sure to get great results." "Hey you're smart you're ambitious you're etc let me ask you something ..." Yes those may seem to be nothing but compliments to you, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate these kinda things cause people don't know the story behind it so even if they're just words, it hurts at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I'm just a little too sensitive. I don't really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all my hard work won't go down to waste, just a simple reminder like how I lost my lecture notes today made me stress till this extent. Because 1. When I lost my lecture notes, 2. There will be a test next week. 3. I won't really get to study the relevant stuff. 4. I will waste a lot of time. 5. I won't have enough time to do my tutorials &amp;amp; practice my speech. 6. I can't revise all the modules before Monday. 7. I probably won't be as prepared as some other people. 8. I may not do as well? 9. I may not get the GPA I aimed for. 10. I know I'm so negative you want to strangle me but you can't deny those are not the possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, think positive from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1611310906004434849?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1611310906004434849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1611310906004434849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1611310906004434849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1611310906004434849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-worries-you-matters-to-you.html' title='What worries you, matters to you.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1001016319236205518</id><published>2011-02-28T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:06:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those were yesterday's feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Know what's weird? Day by day, nothing seems to change.&lt;br /&gt;But pretty soon, everything's different. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with my enrolment procedures, all that's left for me to do is to wait 2weeks in order to make my Student Card. This is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st step to adulthood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;I'm super :/ for the orientation; dreading it because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being sociable to strangers's out of the question.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes I think I'm having trouble with myself =.= Anyway, been &lt;strong&gt;addicted to spending money&lt;/strong&gt; recently, splurging's kinda like my new method to relieving stress. Bought 2 shoes &amp;amp; gonna buy 2 tops &amp;amp; 2 bottoms soon. The best buy is still my bag uh, but I'm like hating myself for spending away 1 month of salary ): Need get a new phone, new laptop, more clothes &amp;amp; so on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Actually I've been looking forward to so many things I wantttt to do this Holidays, but it ended up being cancelled or postponed due to many things I haveeee to do. Sighs, &amp;amp;my love life's screwed too. Horoscope said that it'll all handle by itself, I don't see the situation improving any bit. /Zzz &amp;amp; why can't I find Gossip Girl Ep16 online?! I'm like cursing those who put fake videos on Youtube to death. Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Stop comparing yourself to others, you're your own person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1001016319236205518?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1001016319236205518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1001016319236205518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1001016319236205518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1001016319236205518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/02/those-were-yesterdays-feelings.html' title='Those were yesterday&apos;s feelings.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6828535972686604207</id><published>2011-01-27T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:48:14.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of own reality.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/bimbos.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="315" width="305" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling &lt;strong&gt;indifferent&lt;/strong&gt; about my own life right now, I'm supposed to be jumping for joy for all the things I have. To be honest, this part of my life's one of the greatest time I'd ever have.  Holiday, Work, Love, Money, Satisfying O' level Results, Good JAE Results, New Hairstyle etc etc. All these are the things I've always wanted for my life! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;Yet I can't feel happiness, &lt;/span&gt;why oh why? I guess I'm just taking things for granted, am I? If so I want to stop &amp;amp; feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I'm posted to the following&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/NewPicture4-1.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="405" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I successfully managed to cut 2cm of my fringe today.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dermatologist said that I got Eczema. Bad news before CNY.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll have the entire office room to myself tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;5. I wonder why I'm sleepy yet I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drifting away&lt;/span&gt; from all my friends, hahah. Growing up is hard to do, searched all over Facebook for old primary school friends &amp;amp; one of them turns out a succeeded mad scientist. I'm so afraid of future =.= Like so many people are working so hard, and I'm not progressing at all towards my dream. I'm like, sad. Maybe that's why I don't feel happy at all. I really need someone to tell me something I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; need&lt;/span&gt; to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6828535972686604207?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6828535972686604207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6828535972686604207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6828535972686604207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6828535972686604207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/01/beauty-of-own-reality.html' title='Beauty of own reality.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2700483977000872112</id><published>2011-01-16T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T21:06:08.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing.</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late at this, but I'm still updating anyway.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GCE O' Level Results&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language - B4&lt;br /&gt;Combined Humanities - A2&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - A2&lt;br /&gt;Additional Mathematics - A2&lt;br /&gt;Science - A2&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4 - 12, L1R5 - 17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty obvious that I'm not a linguistic person at all, but I'm rather glad that I was able to maintain at least A2 for the other subjects; especially Humanities, I thought I was gonna fail because I didn't finish 2 essays (1 for History, 1 for Social Studies). Phew ~ Close call, regretful though. Upset with my Science cause I even re-did my Science notes too :/ Other than that I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had anxiety attacks 2days after collecting my results, I've all along wished to go to Ngee Ann Poly's Business Studies since I was Secondary 1? But after much much much deep consideration and weighing pros &amp;amp; cons, I put my &lt;strong&gt;1st choice as Nanyang Poly's Business Management (Retail)&lt;/strong&gt; instead, I figured out that it'd benefit me better in terms of daily get-to-school's convenience &amp;amp; easier to take up the challenge if I enter a more heartland-ish school. I realised that Ngee Ann's just my dream school, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; dreams aren't always ideal to you. &lt;/span&gt;True, Ngee Ann's very known for their business courses but if you ask a regular school skipper, she'd definitely pick a school more suitable for her (Nanyang's 20mins walk from home). &amp;amp;I think I'll be joining Community Service Club as CCA. (: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many were &lt;s&gt;disappointed&lt;/s&gt; of my choice, but I'm gonna change their thoughts about my choice. Afterall, its still a course I want to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be starting work tomorrow as an intern @ one of the companies in Shenton Way. I believe it's going to build up my resume more than being a promoter all the time. Been spending a lot on buying office clothes recently, but I'm treating the splurge as an investment since Poly life requires formal clothes too. This is the 1st time I'm being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super excited of a job!&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait for my new life to start! ❤&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2700483977000872112?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2700483977000872112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2700483977000872112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2700483977000872112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2700483977000872112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2011/01/missing.html' title='Missing.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4863737776603704332</id><published>2010-12-18T05:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T17:20:26.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow in Your Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift's Back to December &lt;/span&gt;is getting stuck in my head &lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Okay I'm having insomnia now, its 5.12a.m and I feel like I drank 2cups of espresso. Good thing I hate coffee if not I might stay awake for days. Can't wait for afternoon to come, I'm so madddly crazyy I think? &lt;strong&gt;Happy 20th Month Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt; It's 18th December tomorrow! One of my favourite dates for I don't know why either, 18/12 seems perfect because  18 + 12 = 30 = Hmm? &lt;/span&gt;I'm going to go get Sogurt &amp;amp; Mad Jack I can't waittt. Arghh damn bored to be unable to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading 3 Fanfictions of Candy Candy &amp;amp; am halfway through a book I borrowed. Ghost Huntress is kinda cool eh? I never think that anyone would wanna come up with that ambition, oh well it's just amazing. /I've come to appreciate people better now reading other people's life, but I still hate kids &amp;amp; I hate myself for that, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can never be a  kind &amp;amp; compassionate person =.= Okay goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&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/8927571925909692785-4863737776603704332?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4863737776603704332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4863737776603704332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4863737776603704332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4863737776603704332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/12/tomorrow-in-your-life.html' title='Tomorrow in Your Life.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7323208460512877065</id><published>2010-12-15T06:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T06:43:23.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock bottom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/sailor.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="305" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes in life, one has to reach the rock bottom to be able to rise up again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been hibernating like a bear.&lt;/span&gt; Don't have heart, mind or soul to work at all. I've been basically lazing around the house with no life repeating the same routine - Hibernate &amp;amp; read. I do go out of the house at times but those are not enough. Broke the record of sleeping 32hours straight without meals or anything except getting up for business in the bathroom. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for results to come out, when someone told me about this Friday getting results I was like "OMG!" with tears welled up in my eyes; ended up its the N' Levels. Still couldn't believe how I'm gonna deal with getting the real one in January when just upon hearing it got me so teary. :/ Oh I need a phone, I need a goddamn new phone. This blog's getting terribly lifeless cause of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway I'm real tired of racism. I know I'm being a hypocrite here cause I myself is prejudice over .. my own race but whatever. I hate it when people judge me because of my boyfriend. Like wtf is it wrong?! Oh ya I loveeeee Xiaxue's new post on 'Female blogger dilemma' cause that's what I'm feeling after a heated argument, When you have a boyfriend of the same race - People find you boring. When you have a boyfriend of a different race - People find you attention seeking. Oh great &amp;amp; to know that I've been keeping low profile on my blog. I hate you omg. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;At least I'm being true to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7323208460512877065?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7323208460512877065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7323208460512877065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7323208460512877065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7323208460512877065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/12/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock bottom.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4017030732768538324</id><published>2010-12-07T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T03:44:40.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Omg okay I've been slacking for a whole week. I'm actually back to recommend the thing that kept my mind away from life - &lt;strong&gt;Candy Candy&lt;/strong&gt; - Very old Japanese Anime (115 episodes) that's really really a must-watch! It's basically about an orphan girl name Candy leading her tough life from birth to teens. Gaining &amp;amp; losing people throughout her life. Omg I can't say cause I don't want to spoil anyone who wants to watch it :/ But I've never cried so much for anything! Though this anime's old &amp;amp; kinda unknown, I find that it teaches me many things D: Okay I wanna cry again. Maybe it's not recommended for the soft-hearted ones. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those who cried for Titanic or Blind Side shouldn't watch at all.&lt;/span&gt; The episodes can be found on Youtube by typing Candy Candy Episode _.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s} I suspect I'm getting chickenpox. Blisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all over neck, arms &amp;amp; legs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I feel like I've lost my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4017030732768538324?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4017030732768538324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4017030732768538324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4017030732768538324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4017030732768538324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/12/candy.html' title='Candy.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1030335191954394831</id><published>2010-12-01T02:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T02:55:05.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil tactics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/thinking.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doing a little update here! :D This holiday's been hectic ever since it started. Was a shopaholic for the 1st week, a job searcher &amp;amp; slacker for the 2nd week &amp;amp; a busy promoter the 3rd week. Now I'm right here eating cookies with milk happily at home xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I mention that I worked for Sitex 2010? My 2nd experience in promoting products but this time around was GPS D: When the manager told me that I was like *Jaws dropped* because the last time I did was computers &amp;amp; they were awesome! Hmm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GPS was great to sell&lt;/span&gt;; difficult in the 1st place but okay when I tried to memorize all. Furthermore, all customers were matured car drivers ❤ The pay, sadly, isn't fantastic though. Sighs needa call up the office job tomorrow. A stable job should do me fine, &lt;strong&gt;hopefully it won't be a receptionist/front desk job&lt;/strong&gt;. I need a in-office desk job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh headed down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nex&lt;/span&gt; today! That mall's just so friggin' awesomeee! It has every single shops I wanted, like a combination of every other malls in Singapore. MadJack, Wendy's, Barcelona, Carls Jr, Every Single Fast Food, Food Junction, Food Republic, Largest Fairprice Xtra with Organic Section, Cold Storage, iSetan, Library, Courts, Challenger, Pet Safari, Shaw Theatre Virtual Land Arcade, freaking every single shops! Omg I feel &lt;u&gt;extremely disappointed with AMK Hub&lt;/u&gt; now. LOL :/ Thinking that there surely would be more job opportunities, but I don't wanna work in a mall, okay I'm choosy but its investment in myself! Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need more $$$, gonna head down to Bras Brasah to sell all those assessment books/textbooks that I never used. Going to collect pay as well. This time I swear I'm not gonna spend anything else on them. Oh shit I needa go gym too. So many things to do! Great job girl. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s} Sorry for boring blogpost nowadays! Phone spoilt = Camera spoilt! No more pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1030335191954394831?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1030335191954394831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1030335191954394831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1030335191954394831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1030335191954394831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/12/evil-tactics.html' title='Evil tactics.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3994991623769542170</id><published>2010-11-09T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T04:09:30.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Others.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/brunettee.jpg" border="0" height="260" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Major written papers are over :D Venice really came out, Singapore's not that focus on propaganda this year. Never felt so good in my life, but thinking about the many things I planned to do after O's .. I feel that maybe I'd be more stress than now after Friday. Hahah. / I need more funds, more funds more funds more funds! How can I ever be able to shop if there's no funds. There's dye job to do, tons of shopping dates, food marathon, movie marathon, vacations &amp;amp; maybe Universal Studio too. Nuffnang please give me ads D: Google please give me money =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just recently watched '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Walking Dead&lt;/span&gt;' @ &lt;a href="http://www.casttv.com/shows/the-walking-dead"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; it's mad awesome. Although I feel that nothing can ever match up with Residence Evil, but this is another type of z&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ombie apocalypse&lt;/span&gt; that match up to viewer's expected level. Really love it, so please go watch :D Okay I'm gone, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I wish I could change people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3994991623769542170?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3994991623769542170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3994991623769542170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3994991623769542170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3994991623769542170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/11/changing-others.html' title='Changing Others.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2454401526853508886</id><published>2010-11-03T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:32:16.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuck hate everyone &amp;amp; everything now. It's okay nothing's ever in my way, but why do things have to come &amp;amp; block all the plans I've made? Blahblahblah yeah I do know how to make adjustments. I just simply hate people who are irresponsible for their decisions &amp;amp; don't put their priorities right, I won't care less if all these doesn't involve me. Already so stressed and the only one I needed most for pillar of support turns out to be another blast of earthquake. I'm tired of trying so hard to be be insensitive, I'm tired of trying to prove everyone wrong, I'm tired of having to meet everyone's expectations, I'm tired of needing to do better than my cousins, I'm tired of achieving my goals, I'm tired of being everything I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate looking at myself everyday to realize that I don't like what I see. I hate looking back at things I did to wonder why was I like that. Even my boyfriend calls me a bitch. Everyday there's something wrong. Just one trivial thing can make me unhappy for just a moment. It's like its not possible to have a day without a bad feeling. Oh lord please tell me what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It seems like my self-loathing process would carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2454401526853508886?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2454401526853508886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2454401526853508886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2454401526853508886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2454401526853508886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/11/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4291411319076269630</id><published>2010-11-03T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:03:49.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be true to yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's not point crying over spilled milk, but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't stop self-loathing.&lt;/span&gt; Can I say that luck can really brings you down? I studied Treaty of Versailles, League of Nations, Fascist Japan &amp;amp; even went through the whole textbook. &amp;amp;International agreements had to come out instead of TOV &amp;amp; LON; that's like such a small part of the chapter :/ I bring luck into the issue because I do have friends who studied just 1 Chapter &amp;amp; it came out; how lucky can they get?! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm wondering what wrong I did that brings me into this state. I'm always aiming A1 for Humanities because it's my 2nd favourite subject; but I've calculated .. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I were to barely pass History today; I have to get full marks for Social Studies in order to achieve that A1. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;Since that's impossible, it's obvious that the &lt;s&gt;A1 is nowhere a reachable target.&lt;/s&gt; /Oh furthermore! Business Course needs Humanities, =.= At this rate the most I could get would probably be B3? Sighs. Okay I shall put this incident aside &amp;amp; study almost everything for Social Studies. I don't want anymore of such incident to destroy my future. Ugh okay I want to cry now. Goodbye.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4291411319076269630?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4291411319076269630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4291411319076269630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4291411319076269630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4291411319076269630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/11/be-true-to-yourself.html' title='Be true to yourself.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-9002619464532975553</id><published>2010-10-29T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:48:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you live or simply exist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/meback.jpg" border="0" height="260" width="365" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;❤ Bid farewell to English, Mathematics, Additional Mathematics &amp;amp; Chemistry! So there's only Physics, History, Social Studies &amp;amp; Chinese to conquer :D I'll ace you all too. Hmm I think I did relatively well for all the papers so far, but I hope moderation won't pull me down :/ I'm kinda upset though, you know how it feels like to lose marks due to carelessness D: I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'m fine with losing marks to questions I can't do; but I hate myself for losing marks just because I wasn't careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Such silly mistakes like k²=1/4 and I forgot to √ it &amp;amp; simply wrote k=1/4. It affected the rest of the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, I lost like an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;average of 10marks &lt;/span&gt;each paper. I hope they won't affect anything. So moderation please show mercy ): Sighs. / Okay I'm kinda dreading History Paper, it's my 2nd favourite subject &amp;amp; I'm afraid of it because I'm only learning 2chapters for essays (though I'm reading through the whole book); I hope the spot-on topics would really come out for essays. &lt;strong&gt;TOV/LON/Fascist Japan&lt;/strong&gt; please appear on Wednesday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. I shall totally thank the world for giving us Weekends. My mind would literally explode if I'm not given today as a break. Did I mention that I only slept 2hours yesterday &amp;amp; had to take 2papers today? Hmm I'm an epitome of insomnia's victim. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleeping pills don't work on me&lt;/span&gt;; rolled around the bed for 6hours straight (with my mind going through Science) Hmm alright, I have to go. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-9002619464532975553?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/9002619464532975553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=9002619464532975553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9002619464532975553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9002619464532975553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/do-you-live-or-simply-exist.html' title='Do you live or simply exist?'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3148066939503145893</id><published>2010-10-27T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:43:10.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick to one thing till you get there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:/ Super stress now.&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break from mugging my way to nowhere. D: I don't want to waste time now but I'm experiencing something similar to brain-dead that I can't absorb a thing! Shall blog about exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;English Papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to read all Mayflower Writers &amp;amp; Book of Essays as well as O' levels Composition 2days before the exams. For Essay - I picked "Write about an occassion where it is necessary to tell the truth despite the consequences." &amp;amp;I kinda mix-match-combine all the stories I read the day before into one. Also applied Baby's method of ending it with a twist and quotation. Quite satisfied with my essay. / As for Letter Writing - Speech came as my intuition before the start of the paper &amp;amp; it came out =.= I guess I did just okay. / Comprehension &amp;amp; Summary - You don't have any idea how much I love Bees now (: But kinda disappointed with myself, or rather .. my eyes cause I re-read passage 3times &amp;amp; I missed out the answer! &amp;amp; It's a 1word answer! ): I hope that 1mark won't affect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mathematics Papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paper 1 was tricky &amp;amp; stupid. I fell into their trap by not reading the word 'extra' in one of them &amp;amp; lost 1-2marks from it. :/ &amp;amp;Forgot to add (AAA) when proving triangles, I'm so dumb. Total minus 6marks (excluding other careless mistakes, hopefully none) / Paper 2 is woo-hoo! Minus 2-3marks or marks from careless mistakes. Other than that all's fine [: Cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Additional Mathematics Papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be conquering Paper 1 tomorrow, along with Paper 2 &amp;amp; Chemistry on Friday (what a blast). I'm like wishing, praying, hoping all will be alright. My weakness: Proving shits, confused with Differentiation &amp;amp; Integration, Plane Geometry and abit of Linear Law. ): Please please let me do well tomorrow .. No more careless mistakes or whatever mistakes. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm still very stress now. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking on the brighter side: &lt;/span&gt;Activities after O's include Food Marathon, Movie Marathon, Shopping Frenzy, Oversea trips, Hibernation Periods etc. Can't wait! Okay I will definitely do my best for the rest of the papers! Cause someone said those would be impossible if I don't do good enough =.= Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3148066939503145893?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3148066939503145893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3148066939503145893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3148066939503145893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3148066939503145893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/stick-to-one-thing-till-you-get-there.html' title='Stick to one thing till you get there.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-8058563407707849440</id><published>2010-10-23T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:02:48.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voices of people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/tea.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shall be categorized as a &lt;strong&gt;tea-addict&lt;/strong&gt; now❤ I've been drinking all sorts of tea since I woke up the other day feeling really anxious about O' levels. I've never been fond of coffee or tea, milk tea &amp;amp; plain water are my usual boring beverages since forever. &amp;amp;That day seemed to have an impact on my life. English Breakfast tea for chilly mornings, Earl Grey tea for most mornings, Darjeeling tea for afternoons, Oolong tea for hungry evenings, Camomile tea for sleepless nights, Green tea for School, Forest Berries Infused tea for random consumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea contains high amount of anti-oxidants that can make are good for health, encourage slimming and mental self with natural caffeine, they are also well-established to prevent risks of high blood-pressure, heart diseases and diabetes. Best for me is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scent of tea itself helps in providing a calming effect &lt;/span&gt;when I'm stressed. Say no to Coffee, tea is ❤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I'm too bored, I actually blog a whole entry about tea. Well I still believe tea's awesome. Try freezing a tea bag &amp;amp; putting them on your eyes to reduce visible eye bags. I've done my research okay (: &lt;u&gt;All scientifically proven.&lt;/u&gt; Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-8058563407707849440?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/8058563407707849440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=8058563407707849440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8058563407707849440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8058563407707849440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/voices-of-people.html' title='Voices of people.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5870559558332492278</id><published>2010-10-14T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:05:07.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complications.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/coffee.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't like me, remember that it's mind over matter. I don't mind and you don't matter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the first time I'm struck by numbness, a person who forgets all forms of support others gave is not worth a second to get upset over with. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O's in 6days,&lt;/span&gt; even though you add on emotional wounds to my mental scars, I won't let my breath out. You have issues &amp;amp; you know it yourself, expecting others to 'support' whatever you do even though they'll eventually hurt you more than I do. Maybe I'm more foolish than you for even caring. Nvm, I know I've done a good deed. Love for a cause, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I can't deny I won't get over it so soon, but staying indifference is the only best thing I can do. You're a perfect reason why I always hated men, jerks of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5870559558332492278?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5870559558332492278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5870559558332492278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5870559558332492278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5870559558332492278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/complications.html' title='Complications.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6813165073256628292</id><published>2010-10-04T22:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:37:03.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jammed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to explain how exhausted I am, even in my dreams. How I always wake up tired. How I'm always feeling of being drowned by some kind of black wave. I don't have good dreams anymore, my favourite trait of myself are my dreams; all those that makes me happy or think. All I dream about is O' Levels &amp;amp; it's haunting me every night even though I'm already sitting for it in 17days. I'll be back, this blog will remain a perfect tool for de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Holiday thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6813165073256628292?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6813165073256628292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6813165073256628292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6813165073256628292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6813165073256628292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/jammed.html' title='Jammed.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6339698085317736684</id><published>2010-10-03T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T23:40:13.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats what I'll do from the start,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/jump.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do." Walter Bagehot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm loving my new hairstyle, cheapest cut ever.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;I've never thought it'll really suit me better than my previous one, heh so I'm kinda obsessed with my hair now. Anyway I was kinda addicted to Mac's Double Chocolate Frappe that I've been drinking it 3days in a row; serves me right cause I'm having a head start sore throat now, luckily Oral's over if not I'll definitely suffer with this inflammed throat. Ugh school tomorrow tell me why ): They should set a public holiday for that case you know, I bet there will be a moment of silence tomorrow. Well bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'll prove you all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6339698085317736684?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6339698085317736684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6339698085317736684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6339698085317736684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6339698085317736684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/10/thats-what-ill-do-from-start.html' title='Thats what I&apos;ll do from the start,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-76200747530157129</id><published>2010-09-28T18:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:03:12.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaspe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sometimes you have to run away so you can see who will run after you.  Sometimes you have to talk quieter, just to see who's actually  listening. Sometimes you have to take a step back, just to see who's  still standing by your side. Sometimes you have to make a wrong  decision, just to see who's there when it all falls down. Sometimes you  have to let go of the one you love, just to see if they love you enough  to come back.&lt;/blockquote&gt; I don't understand how you can smile all day but cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never change &amp;amp; the people in them do. How your only best friend can become your worst enemy, or how strange it is when your worst enemy became your best friend. How forever turns into a few short months that you'd almost do anything to get back to the past. How you can let go of something you once said you could once live without. How even though you know something is best for you, it just hurts the same. How the people you once wanted to spend every second with, think a few minutes of their life is too much to spare. How people make promises despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How people can erase you from their lives just because its easier than working things out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both equally important to me in the long term, but it's no point getting back to someone who no longer care. Hoping things would turn out okay for me, mentally I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-76200747530157129?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/76200747530157129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=76200747530157129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/76200747530157129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/76200747530157129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/relaspe.html' title='Relaspe.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3683203831724745370</id><published>2010-09-26T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:50:50.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luckier me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/vintage-1.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Month's time to O' levels. / Currently feeling sick, tummy flu. Can't wait for O's to end &amp;amp; have my &lt;u&gt;virgin overseas trip with friends&lt;/u&gt; :D I hope all would go well according to my imaginative plan. It's Bangkok for sure, &amp;amp;its surprising how mom could be so supportive all of a sudden. I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Prelim results sucked pretty badly, gotten my 1st B3 in Combined Humanities &amp;amp; that's mainly due to deprivation of sleep before History paper. (Learned my lesson for that because I couldn't even think &amp;amp; do much with just an hour of rest :/) Disappointment yeah. Others were okay but Science is =.=-ish. I still don't believe its that bad. Anyway, all these tells me that I'm lacking far behind track. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to live in my dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3683203831724745370?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3683203831724745370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3683203831724745370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3683203831724745370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3683203831724745370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/luckier-me.html' title='Luckier me.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2455599602398909724</id><published>2010-09-19T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:29:27.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singaporean Quiz.</title><content type='html'>[x] You were born in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;[x] Both your parents are Singaporeans OR/AND Malaysians&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents expect your spouse to be of your race.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have none or one sibling.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have learnt the Singapore workout.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You miss luncheon meat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hate Motorola branded phones.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You (used to) think that putting an iPod earphone into your ears is cool.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own more than 2 existing (current) handphones.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have Friendster, Facebook, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total so far: 6&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to act cute. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You speak or randomly break out in Singlish/hokkien etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your Caucasian friends do not understand what you are saying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You crave for chicken rice and the other uber delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You want to go overseas (out of Asia at least) for a decent holiday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You pick up the trash when you miss the trash bin.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say dust bin instead of bulk bin / trash / etc.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You put "x" and "z" behind words to make them look prettier.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a picture of Stefanie Sun on your wall.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You watched The Little Nyonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total so far: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can endlessly add to the information of 'Singlish' on wiki&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You learn to swim before the age of 10.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You learn to ride the bike before the age of 12.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think PSLE is hard until you encounter an A levels exam.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think it's impossible to get over 290 for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sentosa is getting boring to you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You miss root beer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You want more long-time-ago shows like Phua Chu Kang&lt;br /&gt;[x] You actually get lame jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think Singapore is the #1 country in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total so far: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are kiasu. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You enjoy Hossan Leong's shows.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You played uno and beyblade when you were young. &lt;br /&gt;[ ] You go shopping wearing super simple clothing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think 'why call the Esplanade 'Esplanade? So hard the name. Call durian also can what.'&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sleep during Mother Tongue classes &lt;br /&gt;[x] You speak in English during Mother Tongue classes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get 100 Math questions for homework a day&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your class size is 38-45 pupils&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your school bag weighs more than 1kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total so far: 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are doing this but you know you have other important stuff to do&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You always watch a monday to thursday movie cos that's the cheapest.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You smuggle food into cinemas&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You curse at the person smoking in carparks, lifts, air con places etc etc &lt;br /&gt;[x] You smuggle gum from thailand and malaysia etc&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You use the tattoo from the famous bear bear malaysian gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You want to live like Archie and his gang. Summer vacations. wow.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your hair becomes spikier as you live&lt;br /&gt;[x] You chiong at a sale.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have more than 40 Xs so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Total so far: 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 2 = 38% Singaporean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2455599602398909724?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2455599602398909724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2455599602398909724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2455599602398909724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2455599602398909724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/singaporean-quiz.html' title='Singaporean Quiz.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5536755950307651615</id><published>2010-09-16T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T21:05:54.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death method.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know that moment, when you just sit down and think, and then reality and all your emotions just hit you, hard. You sit there, and you wonder why you went through all that shit. You sit, and you wonder what you did to deserve it all. You realize that you’re not okay. You fool people into thinking you are, but you’re not okay, not the least bit. You have all this harbored emotions, stress, anger, and hatred. You want to go cry, cry until your eyes sting, and your head starts hurting. You want to scream. But no one can see you do this, otherwise people will know you’re vulnerable, and sure as hell not okay. You want to let people know how you feel, but you can’t, because they won’t understand. They never will understand the pain you’re going through. So, you just keep it bottled up, and deal with it, every single day. You see, we all are wearing a mask. We’re wearing a mask to disguise who we really are, and how we really feel. We do it so well, it’s almost like a profession. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5536755950307651615?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5536755950307651615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5536755950307651615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5536755950307651615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5536755950307651615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/death-method.html' title='Death method.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5794731635286045034</id><published>2010-09-14T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:59:18.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est La vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/bling.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Came down with a sudden flu &amp;amp; fever, I said sudden because I was still very healthy yesterday &amp;amp; now the flu seems like they're at least 3days serious. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perspiring so much&lt;/span&gt; even though there's air-con. Suspecting that I might have gotten Dengue cause I received a pretty big bit last night, or perhaps people around me were sick in the exam hall =.= Or maybe even the lady in the gift shop who was coughing non-stop earlier on. Argh I don't mind the fever but coughing kills brain cell. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I only slept for 1hour (5-6a.m) the morning for the History paper - Which I spent like 3days in the holidays making notes etc! &amp;amp;Just because I didn't have enough sleep that day I couldn't think much and I lost 13marks straight for the SEQ. I bet my SBQ would not pull me up either due to a dead mind! Maths Paper 2 today was pretty much okay! Except for a 5marks question which mostly everybody can't do. So I've secured that, at least [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't have to mood to do anything now. &lt;s&gt;I'm sick &amp;amp; tired &amp;amp; hungry&lt;/s&gt; bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5794731635286045034?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5794731635286045034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5794731635286045034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5794731635286045034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5794731635286045034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/cest-la-vie.html' title='C&apos;est La vie'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-9087774018742598927</id><published>2010-09-12T17:26:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T17:06:46.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1: 10 Random Facts about Yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/12/10 - 9:15p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. I'm obsessed &amp;amp; addicted to food.&lt;br /&gt;2. I look my 1st Breath on 23 August 1993.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was born 6months as a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;4. 99% of my wardrobe is black.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm prejudiced towards Asians &amp;amp; hate being one myself.&lt;br /&gt;6. I would like to travel around the world one day.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm super shy &amp;amp; awkward towards people I'm not close with.&lt;br /&gt;8. People who truly knows me know that I'm not a very nice person.&lt;br /&gt;9. Chinchillas are my favourite animal followed by dogs.&lt;br /&gt;10. I need to do everything perfectly or else I'll redo them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2: 9 Things You Do Everyday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;9/13/10 - 10:13p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask myself how to make money drop from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;2. Daily musts such as Bathing &amp;amp; Eating!&lt;br /&gt;3. Daydream.&lt;br /&gt;4. Lie awake at night thinking about everything in life.&lt;br /&gt;5. Curse people who don't make my day a perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;6. Stalk other people's life through blogs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get too happy or too sad. (Mostly happy)&lt;br /&gt;8. Text messaging.&lt;br /&gt;9. Looking through food pictures of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3: 8 Things that Annoy You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 9/14/10 - 7:12p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spoiled kids with no manners.&lt;br /&gt;2. Old people who are rude.&lt;br /&gt;3. Insects of all kinds that appears in my sight.&lt;br /&gt;4. People who waste food :/&lt;br /&gt;5. Bus drivers who don't wait.&lt;br /&gt;6. Nagging adults are serious mood spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;7. Inconsiderate people on public transports.&lt;br /&gt;8. Indecisive people who waste time =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4: 7 Things Fears/Phobia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 9/15/10 - 11.25p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fear of the unknown future/growing up.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a name="A-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="A-"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kakorrhaphiophobia- Fear of failure or defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a name="A-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Entomophobia- Fear of insects.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gamophobia- Fear of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Catagelophobia- Fear of being ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Iatrophobia- Fear of doctors.&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Phagophobia- Fear of being eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5: 6 Things that Cross Your Mind A Lot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 9/16/10 - 3.45p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How well/bad will I do for my O's.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whether I'll get into my desired-dream course :/&lt;br /&gt;3. Can I skip school today?&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleeping would be good to unwind.&lt;br /&gt;5. Food &amp;amp; they're mostly curry related.&lt;br /&gt;6. That person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6: 5 Things I Can't Live Without&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;9/17/10 - 9.27p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Foood &amp;amp; chewable items.&lt;br /&gt;2. My perseverance at times.&lt;br /&gt;3. My computer, my internet!&lt;br /&gt;4. Light, I can't stay alive in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;5. My hair, I can't ever imagine myself bald.&lt;br /&gt;6. My eyes, I don't ever wanna be helpless :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7: 4 Things I Want to Undo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/18/10 - 11.15p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Being born into this family.&lt;br /&gt;2. Slacking for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;3. Saying things that hurt people.&lt;br /&gt;4. Gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8: 3 Words You Can't Go a Day Without Using.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/19/10 - 5.30p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oh-My-God.&lt;br /&gt;2. Funny!&lt;br /&gt;3. Food :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 9: 2 Things You Wish You Could Do&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9/20/10 - 5.03p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fly freely without limitations.&lt;br /&gt;2. Teleport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 10: 1 Person You Can Trust.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9/21/10 - 4.22p.m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Myself? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-9087774018742598927?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/9087774018742598927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=9087774018742598927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9087774018742598927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9087774018742598927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-1.html' title='10 Day Challenge'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6962123231676500820</id><published>2010-09-12T15:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T17:58:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorance is bliss, cherish it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 Days Challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Ten random facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things you do everyday&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things that annoy you&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven fears/phobias&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things that cross your mind a lot&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five things you can’t live without&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four things you want to undo&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three words you can’t go a day without using&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two things you wish you could do&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One person you can trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adapted from Tumblr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;— Marilyn Monroe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6962123231676500820?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6962123231676500820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6962123231676500820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6962123231676500820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6962123231676500820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/ignorance-is-bliss-cherish-it.html' title='Ignorance is bliss, cherish it.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7412532577477076738</id><published>2010-09-11T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:34:20.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Throughout life you will meet one person who is unlike any other. You  could talk to this person for hours &amp;amp; never get bored, you could  tell them things &amp;amp; they won't judge you. This person is your  soulmate, don't ever let them go."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be a &lt;strong&gt;heavy photo entry&lt;/strong&gt;. You see, I'm not as active as before but I still wanna leave my memories in this blog for my very own future sake. &amp;amp;Google just sent me some vouchers which are really useful to me so I can't possibly give up blogging here. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramen Play, 313@Somerset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Treasure Umani Ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P21-08-10_1858.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonkutsu Fried Rice &amp;amp; 6pc Yaki Gyoza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P21-08-10_1904.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RamenPlay's like the most awesome &amp;amp; convenient Ramen restaurant for youths to hang out at. Can't really afford to go to place like &lt;u&gt;Tampopo (One of the best ramen place in Singapore!) &lt;/u&gt;But RamenPlay's good enough for weekends dinner. So much better than Ajisen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ishi Mura, Northpoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Creamy Scallop Omelette Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-08-10_1930.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebi Curry Omelette Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-08-10_1929.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Used to love Ishi Mura for their Ramen only, but found that their standard drop after they revamped the place. Tried their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;omelettes&lt;/span&gt; the other day &amp;amp; found that they're really good :D Filling &amp;amp; affordable at the same time, must try (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niwa Sushi, AMK Hub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teriyaki Chicken Bento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P13-08-10_1328.jpg" border="0" height="260" width="365" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Curry Udon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P13-08-10_1329.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nebo Cafe, AMK Hub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fish &amp;amp; Wedges with Beefy Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P16-08-10_1458.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed Combo with Curry Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P16-08-10_1504.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banquet, AMK Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fried Fish Ban Mian Steam Boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P23-07-10_1501.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cafe Cartel, Junction 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Dory Fish Combo Hot Plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P23-08-10_171702.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beef Lasagna &amp;amp; St. Louis Pork Ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P23-08-10_1712.jpg" border="0" height="315" width="295" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi Chicken Chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P23-08-10_171101.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cafe Cartel was sorta my Birthday Lunch/Dinner Celebration? My favourite is always the hotplate, whenever I visit any restaurants with Hotplates in their Menu - Definitely order! But sometimes it really depends on the ratings. For Cafe Cartel .. I think their Pork Ribs stays perfect as always. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suki Sushi, Broadway Plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chawanmushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-08-10_1601.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebi Curry Omelette Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-08-10_160901.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Their much more expensive omelette still cannot be compared with Ishi Mura's. Though the curry's better &amp;amp; their sushi's better too. Still yet to find a place where everything is perfect &amp;amp; affordable :/ I know I sound like a dumb food critic but finding good food has been my hobby ever since I was .. born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack's Place, AMK Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fried Dory Fish Fillet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P27-08-10_135101.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not that special I can say, &amp;amp; I can't take beef &amp;amp; all their hotplates are either beef related or too expensive; sad for me :/ Love their service though, but there was this Supervisor/Manager who treats the waiters like slave; wanted to write in their comment forms but might end up being viewed by him, so :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Food Junction, Bugis Junction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curry Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P31-08-10_1411.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it looks oily &amp;amp; all that, but pretty much okay :D They should totally give me more potatoes so I would rate them higher =.= I believe that curry chicken without potatoes are no good curry at all. Sighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Fries Forever, Orchard Cineleisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Curry Favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-09-10_1544.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was ookayy, not fantastic but sauce is great. (Maybe that's only cause I love all curry) &amp;amp;Perhaps they cook too many at one go because all are not even &amp;amp; some are over-cooked while some are still not cooked. Overall, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mosburger, Orchard Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clam Chowder &amp;amp; Ichigo Bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-09-10_1749.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The soups from Mosburger taste so much better at Orchard Central's outlet! Higher quality, more ingredients &amp;amp; all. Best place to study but no, don't go there because the place will only rock when there's not many customers. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay Home Life, Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Typical To-Do-List on Post-it Notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-09-10_1624.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wonder how I can ever cope with Grown-up life, I mean you see .. I'm taking O's this year &amp;amp; I can't stop panicking over how many things I've got to do, the dones on the above had me stress all over the holidays you know? :/ The last one's actually Speak Good English's Post-it Notes. Saw a classmate representing it &amp;amp; gotten some from her, not that bad [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;History Notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-09-10_1628.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The stack of notes that I've spent like 3 full days completing yet I haven't touch them for the whole day today D: *Guilty much* Well anyway that's my life, colours &amp;amp; stickers to boost a blank mind. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can hardly ever study with plain black&amp;amp;white notes&lt;/span&gt; (&amp;amp;The notes are the only colourful things in my life that I hang on to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hershey's Extra Creamy Chocolate Pearls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-09-10_1651.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's my de-stressing kit. Others use alcohols &amp;amp; cigarette sticks everyday &amp;amp; my mom encouraged me in my studies by buying a dozen of them (as in really a dozen, it comes in a box) That's why I love her for that❤ Everytime I feel vex &amp;amp; all I'll just pop one in my mouth, &amp;amp;at the end of the day the pack will be half empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'm trying to submit my previous blogskin into blogskins.com &amp;amp; the  connection keeps failing.&lt;/s&gt; (Sorry to those who requested it, didn't reply  &amp;amp; didn't have time to do so due to exams)  Prelims will still resume  on Monday &amp;amp; I've yet to read through my History notes; I hope I  won't let myself down because I spent quite loads of time &amp;amp; effort  doing them :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay finally submitted my previous blogskin on blogskins.com. Those who want it can go download, I didn't edit much so you'll have to do most of the job. &amp;amp;Boy does time pass so slow, I woke up at 3 in the afternoon &amp;amp; now I'm feeling as awake as then. I suspect the sun's giving us a major problem to cope. Or maybe &lt;s&gt;alien invasion is an increased possibility now.&lt;/s&gt; Not that I'm afraid, I just &lt;strong&gt;don't want to waste my whole life doing something I don't like. &lt;/strong&gt;Okay this paragraph totally makes no sense. Inside thoughts. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7412532577477076738?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7412532577477076738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7412532577477076738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7412532577477076738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7412532577477076738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/life-as-it-is.html' title='Life as it is.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-45133136255381620</id><published>2010-09-08T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T01:36:34.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midst of contentment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This holiday's been a very&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stressing week&lt;/span&gt; for me, I don't doubt it for anybody else but I've been rushing notes, essays &amp;amp; assignments day by day till dawn (most of the times) that I think I'm turning into a night owl now :/ But despite all these temporary stress, I feel that there are many things in my life that I should be happy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with mom improved, somehow a great deal because we started talking much more &amp;amp; I could sense a sense of trust from her that I've never felt before. &amp;amp;He's always there for me to de-stress, in fact; we were helping each other at the same time - He's also been revising for his exams &amp;amp; we'd play bonding internet games every night &amp;amp; it's really helpful to both of us. /What I mean is, all these small little things really would help to cheer someone up so much. So you can say I'm pretty contented with my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is to stop making all the silly mistakes in my studies! My Chemistry Practical sucks today &amp;amp; I've yet to revise my Additional Maths for Thursday! Oh terrrible me :/ I love &lt;strong&gt;Black Curry&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-45133136255381620?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/45133136255381620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=45133136255381620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/45133136255381620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/45133136255381620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/midst-of-contentment.html' title='Midst of contentment.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1470276782215670586</id><published>2010-09-02T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:27:16.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom is security.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/tumblr_l7ofja8krN1qc4b4io1_500.gif" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow up, we'll realize that the world isn't just black &amp;amp; white but a thousand shades of grey. The colours we see just happen to be how we want things to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Spotted a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red fat ant&lt;/span&gt; crawling around my desk; just the thought of it brings me goosebumps - I've sealed the whole room shut the entire week &amp;amp; even my family isn't permitted, &amp;amp;there came an intruder =.= /The 1st day of Prelims was a bliss, though I didn't write finish but at least I've managed to fill in my arguments. Had plenty of time for my Chinese papers but I've ran out of ideas &amp;amp; ended up handling in a 1page Formal Letter. That's .. hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today &amp;amp; tomorrow would be the time I get to slack because &lt;strong&gt;History is draining&lt;/strong&gt;  (yet fun) &amp;amp; other subjects would require loads of brainworks; I can't possibly be a deep thinker everyday, I need to relax. [: A little sorethroat now due to spamming of chocolate last night. Serve me right, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes in the nightsky are shooting stars?&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1470276782215670586?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1470276782215670586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1470276782215670586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1470276782215670586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1470276782215670586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/freedom-is-security.html' title='Freedom is security.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5590851925153255017</id><published>2010-09-01T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:47:35.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge is hunger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/birds.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As true as the title says, I'm spamming Hershey's &amp;amp; Toblerone Dark Chocolate now; I heard they don't contain much caffeine to affect my sleep later on. Studied basically for the whole day since I woke up; not sure whether I was pure studying or pure memorising - Not that I could remember much crap but I really need to take a break now :O How I wish there's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blackmarket selling memory cards for human brains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "Omg cool I took the quiz of which Poly I could go to &amp;amp; it says Ngee Ann Poly!" to him &amp;amp; &lt;s&gt;was upset because he took so long to reply!&lt;/s&gt; But got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty much satisfied&lt;/span&gt; when he came from from his mugging session by saying "Omg cool I took this quiz of which girl suits me &amp;amp; it says you!" &amp;amp; "Studying makes me lovey dovey, even though I got you 2years ago." - You could be so sweet once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hoping all I've studied would not go down to waste because it seems that my mind isn't absorbing much today. Am really sleepy and hungry and whatever you can think of; even my back's aching from staying in the same position all day long. &lt;strong&gt;Stickers on notes keeps all alive&lt;/strong&gt;, hitting the sacks soon goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5590851925153255017?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5590851925153255017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5590851925153255017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5590851925153255017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5590851925153255017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/09/knowledge-is-hunger.html' title='Knowledge is hunger.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7472341198056427096</id><published>2010-08-29T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:59:16.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense of achievement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever felt any happier simply by mugging your weekends off? Because that's what I'm feeling now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing's better than the sense of achievement&lt;/span&gt; you feel after studying your ass off. Though I won't ever deny it's tough; but you just gotta enjoy what you're doing [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Social Studies&lt;/span&gt; - Studied basically everything's that's gonna come out but not Venice; as much as I love European History and Humanities, I can't understand anything in it, though I'm sure it's bound to be tested this year. The probability of all that I've studied to be tested would be 3/4 I guess? Venice would give me a 4/5 but no that will just take up so much memory space. :/ Furthermore I don't think I'll excel in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt; - All the Nazi Germany &amp;amp; Communist Russia notes I've made last year will be going to waste; but it's all worth it because at least I learned something didn't I? Checked round the house for Essay Samples of League of Nations but realised there weren't any. So I did my part on Chapter 2 today, left 1/3 to complete on Establishing Peace. 2weeks to it but I'm just preparing in advance. Things will be fine. Hopefully yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all I've managed to do up 17essays samples of my own with the above subjects. 10 on Social Studies &amp;amp; 7others on History as well as 4notes of summary on both. You may think that I'm a freak that I did all those in 2days but &lt;strong&gt;I love humanities&lt;/strong&gt; so much that I don't really know how to get tired of them. (Except Venice) /So hard work aside, maybe all that I'm left to do would be to pray that I won't get them mixed up like last year. There's still 20more essays to do. But I'll focus on what's coming up on Thursday now. "All you talk about now is your studies." - Someone, yeah I agree! Bye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7472341198056427096?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7472341198056427096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7472341198056427096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7472341198056427096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7472341198056427096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/sense-of-achievement.html' title='Sense of achievement.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-226250771266535168</id><published>2010-08-23T21:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:20:45.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible Companion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/fireworks.jpg" alt="Photobucket" width="385" height="265" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes&lt;/strong&gt;, appreciate those who remember❤&lt;br /&gt;Great 17th birthday celebrations this year, not that much a fancy celebration like I hoped for but they're all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good enough to leave good memories. &lt;/span&gt;Thanks very much to my loving yet unromantic boyfriend for going with the decision of Movies Marathon; especially when 1's right after another with just 10minutes interval. I had so much fun time with you, &amp;amp; the little Angpao's funny. [: Thanks friends for forking their mugging time out to eat expensive crap with me, August's not a good month to celebrate anything but I appreciate the time taken off. (: &amp;amp;Thanks in advance to those who'll be with me in the later dates. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I'm older now, when we were young we'd wish for more birthdays, but even though this year's fun &amp;amp; all; I really dread for 18th to come around, getting older gives you the mental &amp;amp; physical reminder of how close you're getting to the future you wish to create for yourself, &amp;amp;when you realized you aren't ready as you thought you'd be, you really tend to dread the time to pass. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;When you know that's not one of the possibilities, you just know that you got to stay happy; &amp;amp;I'm choosing the latter. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one of your most nerve-wrecking experience? It'll be tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O' level English Oral &lt;/span&gt;- &amp;amp;I'm gonna be the &lt;u&gt;1st candidate&lt;/u&gt; in the group; what's not more nerve-wrecking than it? Weeks ago when this was known, I remained calm among many; realizing now only that I'll be one of the worsts tomorrow (touchwood*). One of the worst things I hate about myself is being Claustrophobic, can't stop thinking about the icy cold enclosed room tomorrow that I'll be sitting down at. Okay, I should stop thinking &amp;amp; listen to more Taylor Swift's. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-226250771266535168?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/226250771266535168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=226250771266535168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/226250771266535168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/226250771266535168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/invisible-companion.html' title='Invisible Companion.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-9129503838828341630</id><published>2010-08-18T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:06:28.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got &lt;strong&gt;one step closer to death&lt;/strong&gt; in this Hungry Ghost Festival. D:&lt;br /&gt;You see .. I was having this slight sore throat &amp;amp; was afraid that it'll get worst and affect my English Orals next week, I was studying &amp;amp; wasn't really focusing .. Took a bottle subconsciously thinking it was watermelon powder as the aid; turns out to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hazardous &amp;amp; poisonous eardrop fluid &lt;/span&gt;that I've been keeping in the 1st-aid-kit for severe ear problems. &amp;amp;I've swallowed a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now not only my throat is feeling terrible, I'm feeling a little sick too. I hope all that I'm feeling now is due to all the puking and lemonade -- for neutralisation. I will be okay, I always am. *Force a confident smile* /Got C5 for my O'level Chinese, terribly disappointed but expected it nevertheless; didn't cry at all but that doesn't mean I'm not worried. Okay I'm really feeling sick, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-9129503838828341630?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/9129503838828341630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=9129503838828341630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9129503838828341630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9129503838828341630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/suicidal.html' title='Suicidal.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5661990410124651241</id><published>2010-08-16T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:29:57.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone are the beginnings,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/fuckoff-1.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now going to school's one of the happiest thing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5661990410124651241?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5661990410124651241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5661990410124651241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5661990410124651241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5661990410124651241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/gone-are-beginnings.html' title='Gone are the beginnings,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7319248843194548804</id><published>2010-08-16T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:40:06.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to get caught up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Taylor Swift has this &lt;u&gt;energy&lt;/u&gt; in her voice that cheers people up.&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to get my Physics Notes done in the best possible way, not much stickers but not much examples either, 7 Chapters in 7 small pages, I bet that's all I have to depend on before every Physics papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized that while doing them I'll also read every single word of the textbook, which is really cool cause I never did that during pure revision; which I rarely commit to, but well. [: /Anyway I'm broke &amp;amp; I hate this part of myself that isn't able to control my spendings when it comes to food. There's this learn-how-to-save programme in the morning &amp;amp; I was feeling guilty all the way that I always have to borrow money from friends to eat stuff I wanna eat, though I do save up for rainy days but food .. Okay the point is I need to &lt;strong&gt;slim down&lt;/strong&gt;, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp;My life's so stressed up this period that it comes to a point that I'm ready to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give up everything for selfish purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; I'm deciding not to have a 17th birthday celebration since nobody's interested anyway, and I really want my great results as a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; real belated gift&lt;/span&gt; -- best gift ever received by myself. That's all I wanna do, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7319248843194548804?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7319248843194548804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7319248843194548804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7319248843194548804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7319248843194548804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-to-get-caught-up.html' title='Not to get caught up.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5810758355059170281</id><published>2010-08-14T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T23:48:45.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius is eternal patience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/NewPicture1-1.jpg" border="0" height="245" width="385" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dreamed about Zebras crossing the Zebra-Crossing &amp;amp; a Black truck came out of no where &amp;amp; hit them all. The 'blood' was Black &amp;amp; White too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps my life's lacking colours.&lt;/span&gt; /Anyway I love who I am today! Actually studied for 10hours straight till my back aches like hell, need a massage! Though it's a really progressive day but it's not that productive. Only 6chapters of notes down but at least I've absorbed the knowledge, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Friday the 13th in the Lunar 7th Month really did something to me -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got home yesterday with the whole house out of power&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; parents will only be back at 10p.m. Literally texted everyone for help to guide me on how to adjust the Powerbox. Helped came but I remained "=.=" till someone came back. :/ Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Going to make good use of &lt;strong&gt;weekends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5810758355059170281?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5810758355059170281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5810758355059170281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5810758355059170281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5810758355059170281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/genius-is-eternal-patience.html' title='Genius is eternal patience.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5189060553114450508</id><published>2010-08-09T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:42:36.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredibly unknown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't get to see fireworks today, heard them but couldn't see them as I got on the train at a totally wrong timing. :/ &amp;amp;My O' levels's Prelims in 3weeks time I'm rooted right behind my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wall of procrastination&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I should stop making beautiful notes &amp;amp; start doing assessments, but I can't cause where else could I refer to? I'm never a friend to thick wordy textbooks, sighs please spare me more time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Wishlist:&lt;/strong&gt; Dr. Martens, Laptop/Mac, Canon DSLR, Black Diary, Glow in the Dark Black Nailpolish, All-Black Hoodie, Handmade Card by You, Bento by You, Mini ATM Machine, Chinchilla/Husky, Time Machine, Teleport Portal, Rebirth Potion. /Okay the last few are actually quite crappy, but I hope some Santas will deliver at least 1 of the above to me. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5189060553114450508?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5189060553114450508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5189060553114450508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5189060553114450508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5189060553114450508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/incredibly-unknown.html' title='Incredibly unknown.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6166788618957302172</id><published>2010-08-08T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:13:19.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift of nature.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lovin' the feeling of completing a task, a difficult one. It's just like playing a game with quests involved, you completed the quest &amp;amp; you'll be happy to receive the points to level up. What makes me really contented today's the 57pages of A-Maths notes I've spent weeks to edit till perfection. [: Lets proceed to today's objectives - &lt;strong&gt;Food:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New York New York, Citylink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fish Fillet infused with Lemon Grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P17-07-10_1735.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devilish Buffalo Wings (Signature)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P17-07-10_1725.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Sundae (Strictly for Sharing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P17-07-10_1806.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coffeeshop, Opposite Mayflower Secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Fish Bao Zai Noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P15-07-10_1444.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Streets Cafe, Bukit Panjang Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curry Chicken with Bread &amp;amp; Blueberry Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P30-07-10_1956.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayonaise Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P30-07-10_1959.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Coriander Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P30-07-10_2007.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RamenPlay: 313@Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poisonous Seasonings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P06-08-10_1132.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanpou Tonkotsu Ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P06-08-10_1144.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonkatsu Ramen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P06-08-10_1145.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marina Bay Sands 55th Floor, Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singapore's Scenic View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P06-08-10_161801.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oops, looks like I've forgotten to insert a warning sign before my spamming of delicious-looking food pictures. I have a sudden urge today for a food marathon around Singapore. But I've been thinking .. how is that going to happen if I'm 1) Poor, 2) Fat? So I'm going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earn more money and cut more fats by the end of November 2010!&lt;/span&gt; I Swear! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my Birthday's coming &amp;amp; I have a pretty long wishlist in line inside my head. Don't feel like celebrating it at all though, sighs I hate growing old. &amp;amp;17's not at all my lucky number. Why can't people 1st born to be elderlies then proceed to grow younger every year? Work then Play, isn't that so much better. But come to think about it, &lt;s&gt;there'll be many baby corpses in the graveyards&lt;/s&gt;, which is really creepy. Well that's all the craps, ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6166788618957302172?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6166788618957302172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6166788618957302172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6166788618957302172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6166788618957302172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/gift-of-nature.html' title='Gift of nature.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5040504098213162279</id><published>2010-08-06T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:35:24.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going downhill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's one of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best &amp;amp; worst days&lt;/span&gt; which started badly &amp;amp; ended badly as well; though the middle was really great &amp;amp; fruitful but tiring too. Filled my tummy with many blessing food today -- Tonkutsu Ramen@ Ramen Play, Strawberry Skydive from Maggie Moo, a ball of Takoyaki from Wow Tako &amp;amp; Snackz it's Oyster Mee Sua. :D (Will post up pictures next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my mom for buying dozens of Berries riched in anti-oxidants for me, I always love berries; all types of them. Drinking purple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sparkling champagne &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; I feel really blessed by food today. /But the reason why today ended badly is because .. someone's too great for everyone &amp;amp; that made me feel so insecured :/ Everything he said was so reassuring but maybe I'm too worried to feel relief. I really wish ours will &lt;u&gt;sparkles like the stars&lt;/u&gt; in the universe which would never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5040504098213162279?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5040504098213162279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5040504098213162279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5040504098213162279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5040504098213162279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-downhill.html' title='Going downhill.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2303269356607415715</id><published>2010-08-03T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:04:40.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light in the dark.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/collagetay.png" border="0" height="325" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just when I thought that today's one of those luckiest day I've ever had, something proved me wrong. I got on the early bus that's not packed, I &lt;strong&gt;grew by 1cm &lt;/strong&gt;and lost 0.5kg, I did my work rather effortlessly .. &amp;amp;then I came home trying to do some Maths &amp;amp; found out that I've actually left my brand-new calculator (bought it few weeks ago) in the Chemistry Lab! &amp;amp;It's not like we're the last class to leave the place, there was a class right after ours &amp;amp; my precious calculator's in the drawer. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wanna tear myself apart to stop myself from being such a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; klutz! &lt;/span&gt;Omg I'm turning hysterical, I've never been this clumsy before. &amp;amp;This year's the most money-eating year for me. Damn. :/ Well anyway, headed over to Ngee Ann Poly for a programme called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;u&gt;Dialogue in the Dark&lt;/u&gt;";&lt;/span&gt; I'm sure it was advertised on TV before -- An experience of being 'blind' for full 1hour &amp;amp; led by a visually impaired person. Didn't felt like 1hour but it was sure fun. [: I wonder how much does it cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, recently won this iPod Nano from an entry of my reflections of Living in Singapore. They didn't let me choose my colour; it's hotpink. &amp;amp;I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not entirely&lt;/span&gt; fanatic on music-related-stuff, I wanted an iTouch but won iPod instead, so .. I'm wondering whether I should sell it, I won't sell it here since mostly everyone's cheapskate on the internet. Okay goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2303269356607415715?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2303269356607415715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2303269356607415715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2303269356607415715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2303269356607415715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/08/light-in-dark.html' title='Light in the dark.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2996607145643848284</id><published>2010-07-31T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:22:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate loves the fairness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let me live a day without troubles. :/&lt;br /&gt;Reformatted my desktop today &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; (it's been the 7th since January) &amp;amp; I'm refusing to give in and call the repair technician. Well anyway books have also given me problems lately, got an outstanding fine of $12.05 for late return of books (27days) -- Not that I haven't read finish, I was so lazy to walk to the library =.= Okay serve me right, I hate wasting money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had the best day yesterday -- with someone. Hahaha &amp;amp; the best dinner because it includes my favourite &lt;strong&gt;Streets' Curry&lt;/strong&gt; :D Man I'm addicted to that dish. Bought some addictive pills for health &amp;amp; I wonder when I'll get the side effects, probably not so soon but I &lt;s&gt;should stop relying on stuff like that.&lt;/s&gt; Doesn't matter anyway since they're sold so cheap after all the chemistry. Okay I'm talking crap now so off I go again bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2996607145643848284?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2996607145643848284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2996607145643848284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2996607145643848284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2996607145643848284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/fate-loves-fairness.html' title='Fate loves the fairness.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2335648296301088419</id><published>2010-07-26T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:43:53.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/tswift.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="265" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Might get stressed out if I don't relax for awhile. So many notes to make, the hardest would be those without diagrams or numbers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not entirely comfortable with purely writing out words, &lt;/span&gt;though typing is alright; but not writing them out. :/ Been spending all evening scanning, editting &amp;amp; printing out tables for Chemistry. I don't like being a Virgo sometimes, partly because the personality involved is not controllable &amp;amp; we just gotta have to make things right all the time -- which clearly resulted in a whole load of time being wasted. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my notes almost perfect now, but I'm still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stuck in Chapter 10&lt;/span&gt; wondering to myself how am I gonna continue on -- It's the Mole Concept which I'm still unfamiliar with =.= /Anyway, didn't go to school today, I kinda overslept from last night's 'Memoirs of a Gesha' dream fantasy. It's a damn good book I swear! ❤ The author has a great descriptive imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I've been so stress an hour ago I felt like the whole world was collapsing; I didn't understand what I was doing at all. So I grabbed a pint of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Cookie Dough &amp;amp; finished the entire tub alone within a record time of &lt;strong&gt;5minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; (Not very enjoyable when you eat too fast, but god that sure helps) But I'm having sore throat now, it's mostly chocolate you see. I shall go now :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2335648296301088419?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2335648296301088419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2335648296301088419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2335648296301088419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2335648296301088419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/better-than-this.html' title='Better than this.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-30247515824477037</id><published>2010-07-25T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:29:31.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confidence is contagious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;❤I'm loving the person I am &lt;s&gt;today&lt;/s&gt; (since it's past 12a.m) yesterday! But I know I'll love today more than yesterday too, because I've done so much things today that even though they're tiring; the tree is up since I planted the seed - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm really happy xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being so unusual lately that I've even started rejecting dates from him! Hahaha how's the feeling of not being accepted for once? So fun - cause for once nothing's tempting me! Actually, I'm really enjoying the fact that the house is quiet for awhile &amp;amp; I can stay home doing anything I want; like seriously anything. (Not that its much but I get to have 100% peace &amp;amp; rest) /Okay I know I'm not revealing much information here but they're mainly for &lt;u&gt;privacy purposes,&lt;/u&gt; all that I'm typing is enough for me to remember next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked myself a new randomly invented recipe today. I've mixed both &lt;strong&gt;red &amp;amp; white together&lt;/strong&gt; -- Alfredo Mushroom Sauce + Cubes of Tomatoes + Sliced Portobello Mushrooms + Tomato Grilled Cheese + Powdered Red Pepper + Colourful Pastas + Slices of Abalone. At the first spoon it tasted real weird, but after that the new recipe was nothing but incredibly delectable :D Success 4.5/5. (Didn't snap it cause presentation was really ugly ;X) Okay I'm hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-30247515824477037?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/30247515824477037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=30247515824477037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/30247515824477037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/30247515824477037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/confidence-is-contagious.html' title='Confidence is contagious.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7012787666750073759</id><published>2010-07-20T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T22:17:41.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negatives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/girl.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, knowing the truth doesn't make it easier to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps I've offended a soul, because I don't know why else would I be so unlucky this whole month. First I lost my calculator, then I lost my History textbook, then I got bird shit on my bag, &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today I stepped on a freaking big nail thinking it was a rock inside my shoe.&lt;/span&gt; -- Took of my shoe twice &amp;amp; realized it's actually a nail when I flipped it over. It's as big as a thumb! &amp;amp;Now my right sole still pricks like bee-sting. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I found my History textbook after typing those up there. Mom came in &amp;amp; asked why I left my book in her drawer. (Guess I was very sleepy that night, &amp;amp;left it there) Okay that kinda of crosses out 1 unlucky happening. Yet still, bird shit's from above, nail's from below; I'll have to watch my Sides from now on. *Prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;O' lvl MT is finally over!&lt;/strong&gt; :D English Oral's next, shall preserve the confidence. &amp;amp;Till today I then found out that I've got 2 sets of Exam Papers, 3 Assessments of 10-Year-Series &amp;amp; 3 Subject Notes -- &lt;u&gt;All not completed,&lt;/u&gt; or you may say; haven't even started. Many things not done, many things not solved. Shall give up on Social life tomorrow &amp;amp; keep away from everyone. Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7012787666750073759?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7012787666750073759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7012787666750073759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7012787666750073759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7012787666750073759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/negatives.html' title='Negatives.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-295146567583630697</id><published>2010-07-19T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:25:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who don't wish for time to rewind,&lt;/span&gt; a teleportation back to the past to re-live your life all over again; prevent all the silly mistakes, do things you're supposed to do, make things right. Only those leading an extremely perfect life wouldn't wish for that. I know I'm supposed to be positive, because positive people would just normally be happy-go-lucky, cherishing what they have now -- After all, we live our life in regrets. Yet, even if it's just a day or a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dream,&lt;/span&gt; I'd really like to experience the magic of a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip to reality. I think I'm leading my life pretty fine now, or rather; this year's been a better year for me than the last few -- Only with the exception of more stress &amp;amp; faster seconds, I hope I can make my decisions wisely now. /Anyway, free movie tickets from The Cathay today. Everyone's like buying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Newspaper for 90cents to watch a $8 movie;&lt;/span&gt; the queue and snacks were all worth while [: I've been reflecting a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry, but I need to be selfish for my own sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-295146567583630697?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/295146567583630697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=295146567583630697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/295146567583630697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/295146567583630697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/time-machine.html' title='Time Machine.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1160253652347304552</id><published>2010-07-18T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T14:39:43.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>365th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One year of entries&lt;/span&gt; in my many years of same Blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;Hence I should blog randomly now (I think I'm always doing that :O) Okay so today's &lt;s&gt;supposed to be my crazy-mugging-day.&lt;/s&gt; But I really dislike the facts that some teachers would collect our files &amp;amp; not return them till we actually approach to ask. I mean, the worksheets inside them can be real useful as reference to making our notes. &amp;amp;Now I have to skip many pages to do other notes instead. Really sucks, I'll ask tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Places #01: Burj Khalifa, Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tallest Building in the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/BurjDubai.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="265" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Places #02: Dubai City, UAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best Ultramodern Architectures in a City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/NewPicture-2.jpg" border="0" height="235" width="385" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Places #03: Northern Lights, Northern Countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aurora Borealis @Bear Lake, Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/aurora.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, I'm blogging all this out of enjoyment. Been pretty stressed out from all the Chemistry stuff I've been doing. /All the pictures above are part of the places I wish I could go when I grow up. I think many of you wish so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I don't understand is, despite &lt;u&gt;Dubai's tallest buildings, largest malls &amp;amp; prettiest places&lt;/u&gt; .. I don't read or hear much about the country in Singapore's news, except the Gulf crap. &amp;amp;Then I asked around .. some say that the country exploit workers &amp;amp; stuff like that. Such as in this video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UUW9MWLIQYw"&gt;Dubai's Dirty Little Secret&lt;/a&gt; (1st Half of the video on their Success, 2nd Half on their Dirty Secrets)  -- But seriously, after watching interiors of their buildings, who really cares about the exploitation of workers? Okay I may sound heartless here but they've got great stuff! &amp;amp;Lesser tourists may result in more exploitation of workers. I'm so going there in the near future. Know more about Dubai @&lt;a href="http://www.oddee.com/item_88597.aspx"&gt;7 Wonders of Dubai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Needless to say, I bet Northern Lights have been a wish for many ever since they grow up to know about it. Same goes to me, but travelling's expensive &amp;amp; I don't know when this fairytale dream would come true. That only remains a possibility in a range of 5-10years time. Yet, a dream coming true is that I might be travelling to Bangkok/Taiwan/India with a friend or 2, after O' Levels of course. Mom's flying to Bangkok this Wednesday, but I &lt;strong&gt;never get tired of that country;&lt;/strong&gt; maybe the strikes &amp;amp; protests but never the country's fabulous loots. Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1160253652347304552?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1160253652347304552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1160253652347304552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1160253652347304552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1160253652347304552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/365th.html' title='365th.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2699242925501697888</id><published>2010-07-16T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:05:10.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against the extremist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been                      unexpected, unplanned by me. &amp;amp;Just like many others, I've always been taking little things for granted, but just not so much with you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're just like an experience, an experience that always stays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over these past months, there's many times we'd quarrel, &amp;amp;most are caused by me. Over these past months, there's many times we would just spend our entire day laughing all day &amp;amp; staying crazy. Over these past months, all that seems so long yet just a short period of time, but we are happy. The craziest times I had it with you, embarrassing you on the train to getting caught by your mother. There's many more I wrote in the card, I shall save this part to say a &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/strong&gt; to you. It's nice to be 7years younger than you till my birthday on 23rd August :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's your birthday &amp;amp; I'm getting so excited over the celebration. Maybe it's because I have full confidence that you'll like my presents, I welcome disappointment but I pray from my heart you'll like them all. Especially the primary school card I made, what a fail but you &lt;u&gt;have to keep it anyway&lt;/u&gt; [:&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2699242925501697888?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2699242925501697888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2699242925501697888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2699242925501697888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2699242925501697888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/against-extremist.html' title='Against the extremist.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2403668768059172325</id><published>2010-07-15T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:18:05.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up back down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/masquerade.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Experiencing the worst headache ever. Broke my record of having a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40minutes nose bleed&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 10minutes ulcer bleed. I don't know what's happening to me but I swear I'll not eat anything tomorrow. Food can be heaven &amp;amp; hell at times, though I not sure whether that's really the cause. Feeling so giddy that I felt like I could faint any at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set up the Google Site already, it's not my project but I'm getting paid to by him to do everything; a source of income = why not? &lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/deligoodenterprise/services"&gt;Deli-Good Food &amp;amp; Catering Pte Ltd&lt;/a&gt; Still under construction; &amp;amp;I think I did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pretty good &lt;/span&gt;at the About Us section, the photos/etc not made by me. /But I'm having a big problem here, I don't know how to set up the Gallery (Our Menu) Section into something professional. Checked up tutorials on Flash Gallery but couldn't do it. It's really a trouble for me cause I've promised to perfect the site; but I didn't know it'll be so difficult. Gosh =.= Can anyone out there help me for free? :/ Sighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Headache² please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2403668768059172325?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2403668768059172325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2403668768059172325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2403668768059172325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2403668768059172325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-back-down.html' title='Up back down.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7895434535769329310</id><published>2010-07-15T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:32:05.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attaining focus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm feeling so damn weak now. Got home earlier on to do my homework &amp;amp; while drinking water, I thought that the water dripped to my shirt; only to realize it's blood. Nose bleed -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;it's been bleeding for 25minutes straight now.&lt;/span&gt; I know ways to stop a nose bleed; such as patting water on forehead several times or putting icebag on it if the water doesn't help. The icebag's still on my forehead but the methods don't seem to be working. One of my worst nose-bleed experience, around 20+ pieces of tissue used up &amp;amp; now I'm getting wobbly legs. It's scary :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing focus for my A-Maths assignments now.&amp;amp;Well I found out today that I lost my History textbook - I'm fine with buying a new one again but I'm totally depressed because my 3years of notes are gone as well. D: Been losing many things since start of July. My precious calculator, my 2 dangling earrings, my notebook &amp;amp; now my History textbook :/ I pray pray &amp;amp; pray that this would be the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's &lt;strong&gt;Baby's Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;, I feel like a very &lt;s&gt;bad girlfriend.&lt;/s&gt; Although I bought like 4gifts for him I didn't really bother to buy gift-wrapper or boxes to store them, I'm just planning to stuff everything inside a simple paper bag and pass it to him. Hmm, it's okay I guess, it's just a presentation = it's not important = don't care [: But really excited because we're gonna celebrate on 17th. &amp;amp;18th is our 15th month, I love double-celebrations :D So convenient. Okay seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7895434535769329310?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7895434535769329310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7895434535769329310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7895434535769329310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7895434535769329310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/attaining-focus.html' title='Attaining focus.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-17230371294761967</id><published>2010-07-14T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:53:02.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like dynamite.</title><content type='html'>Sacrifices are needed to change someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/collagestickers.jpg" border="0" height="365" width="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the above are worth &lt;strong&gt;$17.50&lt;/strong&gt; in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the "cheapskate/low-grade" stickers from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pasar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Malam&lt;/span&gt; is the ones at the top. 4 Sheets for $1; each sheet has 42stickers so that makes it $0.005cents (3sf) each for a piece of sticker. The rest of those "high-grade" ones cost me around 10-40cents each. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I bought them to decorate my Annual Examination Notes.&lt;/span&gt; Those who've borrowed from me would know I love colorful-rainbow-type notes, so for this year it's added with extra intensity with those stickers. (K I know I sounds crazy but &lt;u&gt;beautiful notes gets me motivated&lt;/u&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fretting over what to wear for Racial Harmony Day, seems like most friends are going to wear. But they could borrow from each other easily yet I cannot; because I have a super broad shoulder to fit into their sizes :/ There's Indian, Malay, Peranakan, Chinese, Japanese, Korean etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm into Indian, Peranakan &amp;amp; Dutch costumes.&lt;/span&gt; However, there's no Indian friends with my size, there's Peranakan but I wore it last year, Dutch is a no because it's weird, expensive &amp;amp; rare. Are you thinking of Dutch Lady now? Yes that's what I'm talking about. Don't think I'm wearing anyway [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have troubles with Vectors in E-Maths, Kinematics in A-Maths, Organic Chemistry in Chemistry, Electromagnetism in Physics &amp;amp; well that's probably all of them. Good thing I have an interest in Humanities❤ Okay catch ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-17230371294761967?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/17230371294761967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=17230371294761967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/17230371294761967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/17230371294761967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-like-dynamite.html' title='Just like dynamite.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-9115785524696312788</id><published>2010-07-13T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:53:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eager for perfection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perfection, that's what I'm afraid of &lt;/span&gt;.. not being enough, not good enough, not smart enough, not enough in all ways. ): Now that O' level's coming, I'm hoping there's &lt;u&gt;no changes;&lt;/u&gt; no changes in family issues, no changes in relationships (be it friends or love), no changes in money issues (maybe richer, yes), no changes in intelligence .. Seems like I'm into all sorts of hopes, but I'm well prepared with cautions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Great, blogging obsession is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-9115785524696312788?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/9115785524696312788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=9115785524696312788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9115785524696312788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/9115785524696312788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/eager-for-perfection.html' title='Eager for perfection.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5363997183813785023</id><published>2010-07-13T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:15:35.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy with a smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/EDDDD.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been a &lt;strong&gt;productive day.&lt;/strong&gt; Didn't slack much in school and did all the work I had in the free time, tried to complete all my assignments but it's really sad when you try &amp;amp; you can't solve the questions. Anyway, I hope I can make this weekends as fruitful as possible with all the to-do-list I've yet to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Set up a Google Site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" type="checkbox"&gt; 'Perfect' &amp;amp; Complete the Site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" type="checkbox"&gt; Follow my Weight-loss Routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" type="checkbox"&gt; Chemistry Notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" type="checkbox"&gt; Amaths 10-Year-Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" type="checkbox"&gt; Have a good 10hours Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay as you see the most difficult one would be the Google Site &amp;amp; 10hours sleep one. I couldn't possibly have enough time for all unless I really plan ahead; which I never did. :/ &amp;amp;Though I do know some HTML but I've never tried to edit Wordpress's (Google uses Wordpress's templates), so it's really 'sighs'. But it's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"freelance job"&lt;/span&gt; anyway so I guess with the $ coming in I'll cope relatively fine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got into AMK Central today &amp;amp; shopped around the Pasar Malam. (Yeah although I stays in AMK - I never bother to go AMK at all) Bought some lame craps as well as some useful stuff, really in ❤ with stickers! I should have been patient to buy all from Pasar Malam cause it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 for $1.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;It's alot okay! Rather than wasting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10bucks+ on High Grade Stickers.&lt;/span&gt; Shall post the photos next time around. Shall go eat now, I only have 20mins break. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5363997183813785023?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5363997183813785023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5363997183813785023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5363997183813785023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5363997183813785023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/tragedy-with-smile.html' title='Tragedy with a smile.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3384055156084890411</id><published>2010-07-12T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:53:30.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts vs knowledge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't understand why there's hatred, jealousy, grudges, hard feelings, resentment, dislike and other sorts of unhappiness one instill on another. These are the feelings that split up many different groups altogether. Though I never believed all can stay united with the same belief, but it's just not right to do things that way; especially those people who hides that they're fine with someone yet dislike them deep inside, backstab &amp;amp; stuff like that. Yeah I know it's life &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life sucks, &lt;/span&gt;I'm just rubbish-ing here. Need a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;disconnection from reality&lt;/span&gt; in my dreams, hence off to my slumberland now [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Maybe we’re notes, plucked from strings we cannot see.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’re all echoes of each other. Maybe that sound is all we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3384055156084890411?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3384055156084890411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3384055156084890411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3384055156084890411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3384055156084890411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/instincts-vs-knowledge.html' title='Thoughts vs knowledge.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5068898816996753494</id><published>2010-07-12T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:57:31.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch a falling star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It wasn't Monday Blues to me today at all. Even though many dreaded it because of last night's World Cup's Finals, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been predicting all along that Spain would win&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp;then some don't believe me; thinking I'm 'unlucky', &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hence people like Stan lost the moolah&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By any chance that you're hungry, same here. But I'm sorry because I'll continue posting pictures of my food. This time around not very glamorous ones but I can assure you that you'll still drool much more than usual if you happen to be hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafe Cartel, Bukit Panjang Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken, Fish, Spaghetti &amp;amp; Sides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P18-02-10_191401.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawker Centre, AMK Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken Curry Don &amp;amp; Side Dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P27-04-10_1520.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper Lunch, AMK Hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miso Chicken Bolognaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P27-05-10_1453.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen, Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Healthy Udon in East-West Style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P05-07-10_0732.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's really been awhile since I last cooked myself a fantastic meal. Though it's true that I prepared myself home-made 'Subway' for breakfast I still prefer those noodle kinds of brunch I normally make well. Unsure whether I should try up cooking Indian Curry with special ingredients to last for a day; the recipe I found online seems very different from what my mom would recommend. But .. &lt;strong&gt;Indian Curry! ❤&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe I should after O' Levels, mom would probably scream at me if I waste much ingredients. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having trouble with Venice; seems so much an interesting topic to learn but I hate it when there's so many things to remember. Same concern towards Chemistry practical; there's no confidence that I'll actually know what to do/what to answer during the actual SPA. You can consider me stress from studies, or something like that. Okay shall hit the books now, toodles!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5068898816996753494?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5068898816996753494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5068898816996753494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5068898816996753494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5068898816996753494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/catch-falling-star.html' title='Catch a falling star.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7601814624534308183</id><published>2010-07-11T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:31:33.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through things,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/EdWestwick.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt;/Chuck Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Somehow I find him hotter than Robert Pattinson &amp;amp; Zac Efron. As in Zac doesn't looks as look with his beard &amp;amp; Robert's well .. I don't know but he's fine. Ed looks great in both &amp;amp; I'm not sure but it's only recent that I grown a sudden interest in him. Think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a thing for people who're born in 1987: &lt;/span&gt;My boyfriend, Ed Westwick, Zac Efron, Kesha Serbert &amp;amp; Blake Lively. Okay this is so weird, maybe rabbits are famous :O Off I go bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7601814624534308183?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7601814624534308183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7601814624534308183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7601814624534308183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7601814624534308183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/through-things.html' title='Through things,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5421880372047744673</id><published>2010-07-11T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T17:54:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanatic craze.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning: Food-related photos entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall start with the oldest to the most recent; my life that I haven't been talking about on the blog since I revived it. So since my blog's been dull to readers already I guess I'm back to &lt;u&gt;picture-blogging?&lt;/u&gt; (That is only if I have time to edit them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan Fish Market, Citylink Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flaming platter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P07-05-10_181802.jpg" height="275" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signature Fish &amp;amp; Chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P10-06-10_1903.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bombers, The Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bomber's Famous Ribs &amp;amp; Fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P25-04-10_1832.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Holiday Suite @Intercontinental Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vacation with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P20-06-10_1439.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York New York, Suntec City Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mushroom-Cheese-Chicken ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P10-06-10_190501.jpg" border="0" height="270" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Sundae (Strictly for Sharing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P10-06-10_1941.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichiban Sushi, IMM Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken Katsu Curry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P03-07-10_1802.jpg" border="0" height="270" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepper Lunch, AMK Hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEW: Hokkaido Scallops &amp;amp; Chicken Steak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P08-07-10_1551.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="360" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Handburger, 313@Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken Caesar Burger &amp;amp; Onion Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-07-10_1832.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Works &amp;amp; Chunky Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-07-10_1831.jpg" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Think my favourite restaurants will still be Billy Bombers and Manhattan Fish Market, of course I think as time goes by (when I get richer) I'll have more favourite restaurants to go to, verdict for 1st Experience @The Handburger: My chicken wasn't cooked as well as the other same chicken, &amp;amp;they could make the onion rings crispier. Burger was fine &amp;amp; lettuce were very fresh, love the Iced Lemon Tea. Improvements needed on the affordability of the meal. &lt;strong&gt;Overall 3.5/5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done with the food-talking. Other things that are happening to my life .. I've grown a sudden interest on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt;❤ aka Chuck Bass in Gossip Girl. He's also born in the same year as Stan &amp;amp; I think I have a weird fetish for accents. He's English but base in America and well I'm just a normal fan of him that's all. Hmm yeah I'm going to continue to do my work now. Bye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5421880372047744673?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5421880372047744673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5421880372047744673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5421880372047744673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5421880372047744673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/fanatic-craze.html' title='Fanatic craze.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1219037613743112142</id><published>2010-07-10T23:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:42:10.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderation of crime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To-Do-List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Don't eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; A'Maths Worksheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Maths O' Level Paper 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Physics 10-Year-Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Buy Calculator (❤)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Complete 'Work' Projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input name="option1" checked="checked" type="checkbox"&gt; Return Expired Library Books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you love the feeling of completing your to-do-lists? The more ticks you got in the checkboxs, the higher your satisfactory level will get. So yeah I lost my calculator on blah day at blah place; so headed to J8's Popular to buy (I hope Jubilee's Popular open soon, I don't like public transport ever since Distance Fare). Got my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; Calculator! Same brand same model but black! There wasn't a black few years ago so I'm really happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Something really lucky happened to me today that I've been feeling great ever since. Did some project work as my '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;freelance job&lt;/span&gt;' for him &amp;amp; it's really fun because you get to earn money just like that. It serves as a practice for me as well, which is [: Right bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1219037613743112142?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1219037613743112142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1219037613743112142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1219037613743112142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1219037613743112142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-do-list-dont-eat-lunch-amaths.html' title='Moderation of crime.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5490617100877934802</id><published>2010-07-10T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T01:44:21.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The center does not hold,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Be who you are and be that well."&lt;/strong&gt; - Saint Francis de Sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be the worst of times, but it's not the best either. Something's wrong been going on in my life, &amp;amp;it's not a thing that is easy to identify; but I'm suspecting its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt; /If you ask my close ones, they may give you a testimonial of me that I'm someone who aims for something and not give up till I got it. Well, that's what my parents,  boyfriend, close friends &amp;amp; past counselor would tell you. But question is, am I really that kind of person? If so, why am I feeling so lost in a mist that I don't even know what I want anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've plans that I never fulfilled, not one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lied my way through things even with the ones I always trust.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been relying on people too much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I controlled and broke the firewall for my thoughts &amp;amp; actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back to old habit again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, feel better now. I'm drafting out a copy of Plan A &amp;amp; B for the whole of tomorrow, and if I could follow Plan A throughout for the whole of tomorrow then maybe I'm just having some temporary troubles; if not -- I'll deal with Plan B definitely. Right, I think its possible with a higher probability. From now, I'll not mind others business and do what I need to do, not touched by influence or temptations or whatever source of crap that I shouldn't need. &amp;amp;Maybe I'm gonna be judged for prejudice but &lt;u&gt;I hate Singaporean Chinese Guys&lt;/u&gt; (excluding kids &amp;amp; elderlies, I just hate those around my age.) They have nothing to do with my problems now but they do piss me off. That's all, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5490617100877934802?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5490617100877934802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5490617100877934802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5490617100877934802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5490617100877934802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/center-does-not-hold.html' title='The center does not hold,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1883099626379106147</id><published>2010-07-08T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:28:15.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manipulative emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/Lace.jpg" border="0" height="355" width="315" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps I'm probably just super unlucky or maybe it's just a sign from heaven that I shouldn't be depending on the computer to study at all. For so many days in a row for hell's sake! It has been either my comp' refuses to start up or there's something wrong with the internet connection. &amp;amp;Even when my supportive partner have lent me his laptop for a couple of days, the internet just couldn't get connected on it. :/ Sucky feeling, &lt;s&gt;everything's been pissing me off.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Scream all out in my heart* K that doesn't make it better. Damn, yeah I'm ranting &amp;amp; ranting &amp;amp; ranting now. Can't help it. Guess with every technology out my hand; I'm going to study in the old school method till Monday. Argh! Mom's been asking me whether I wanna get a new desktop, but I'm going to get a laptop next year anyway &amp;amp; knowing her she'll probably nag in the end .. so I suppose it's a right choice to decline the sweet offer behind her evil intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not everything's bad afterall. Bought a bottle of miracle pills to add up to my collections of 3 other different kinds of pills and 3 various types of cream I apply daily. I know I should stop depending on them but it's not my fault they are prescribed for me by professionals. Sighs. But this new miracle pill's gonna help me a lot &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the long run,&lt;/span&gt; so it's okay I'm pretty happy [: Bye for now. (I may take some time to return back here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1883099626379106147?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1883099626379106147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1883099626379106147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1883099626379106147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1883099626379106147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/manipulative-emotions.html' title='Manipulative emotions.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4990734565815947530</id><published>2010-07-07T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:14:36.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice breaker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Totally screwed up my O' level Chinese Oral :/ At first I was pretty calmed after all the deep breaths, 1st few paragraphs of the passage was fine --- after that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stumbled, voice broke, paused.&lt;/span&gt; It's so sad! Because of my anxiety my conversation actually screwed up as well. I really thought they were going to ask about Singapore's congested roads and traffics, but they ended up asking Teenager's usage of phone and internet. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway, that's not the only bad thing that has happened to be today. I freaking got a failed English essay paper back, failed! From 15 to 14 &amp;amp; now 13, I wonder how's my O' level going to end up with. But honestly, I think my essays are really getting from bad to worst to disastrous, as in those sentence structures are just similar to what I'm typing on blogger now. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I've thought of which CCA I should join in my tertiary school's life, a &lt;strong&gt;French Club &lt;/strong&gt;probably :D As in I haven't done my research yet but I'm kinda interested in learning new languages, especially French and Spanish; but Ngee Ann Polytechnic doesn't have Spanish club or whatever, so French be it, my favourite [: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not that I'll definitely get into that school, but I really hope that dream will come true&lt;/span&gt;) Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4990734565815947530?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4990734565815947530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4990734565815947530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4990734565815947530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4990734565815947530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/ice-breaker.html' title='Ice breaker.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6003807564303529932</id><published>2010-07-06T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:14:25.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad conditions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My stomach hurts so bad now, I wonder what I ate wrong :/ I think ever since that food poisoning case 2years ago; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a phobia towards severe stomachache,&lt;/span&gt; like I'll keep thinking omg is it another hospital case again? Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unlucky day today, nothing goes well .. Well, studies went pretty well but I've yet prepared for my O' lvl Chinese Oral and History SEQ test on Gorbachev tomorrow .. Okay I did a little bit of revision but I was really annoyed when I came back home today in the evening to find out that my 'sick' desktop have not recovered .. No detection of recovery disc &amp;amp; kept refusing to get on. Then I was like praying to it, like "Please continue working, please continue working" to the power of n. &amp;amp;It actually worked! &lt;s&gt;Like a spirit trapped inside and it won't work till you start praying to it .. =.=&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I have a feeling Gorbachev, Chinese Oral and a hellish tummy ache is so going to kill me tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;Note to self:&lt;/strong&gt; Can't get nervous (if not I'll break voice), can't pause for a long while (cause I'll get nervous), try not to speak English (or I'll continue from English), stop eating later (I'm just afraid), dream of Gorbachev (please?). /That's lame, but bye; off to rest my tummy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6003807564303529932?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6003807564303529932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6003807564303529932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6003807564303529932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6003807564303529932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/bad-conditions.html' title='Bad conditions.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1676609548141240738</id><published>2010-07-05T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:50:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of focus,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/stripes.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All plans were cancelled hence slacked my entire Youth Day away today. &amp;amp;There seems to be &lt;u&gt;newborn baby birds on the tree right in front of my apartment&lt;/u&gt; =.= (Simply 2m away from my room) Got their "morning call" every morning for 3days in a row, chirps from 6.30a.m - 7.00a.m, bet they're waiting for their mama to get them worms, but guess my days ahead will be greatly disturbed until the day they die/grow up. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked myself a hearty &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;East-West style udon breakfast&lt;/span&gt; this morning after the birds' call, tasted so good :D &amp;amp;Then slept and woke up again to deal with my ill desktop, finally got fixed after 2hours. It's a relief cause I didn't have my new essays from yesterday backup-ed yet. Well, pretty boring holiday but it was considered good to the mind. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't understand how I can always help out with those Poly assignments and abandon my own most of the times. Though most of them are easy to me as long as you have something called the internet. Ah well, I still prefer doing Secondary School work, straight to the point rather than going round the bush, kay goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1676609548141240738?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1676609548141240738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1676609548141240738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1676609548141240738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1676609548141240738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-focus.html' title='Out of focus,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6598392308010865090</id><published>2010-07-04T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T15:46:36.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for me,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh my goodness &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;melted cheese&lt;/span&gt; just taste so good! ❤&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished with a pathetic Gorbachev's essay on his aims for reforms, still left with the reforms itself and the impacts, although I love History and Communism but .. I kinda don't have the right mood to type essays now :/ There's still Chinese Oral and Social Studies left, as well as my hell dozen of notes borrowed to be editted. Life just sucks too much for one to accept =.= But better than fighting a losing battle with your supervisor's draining motive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't believe how sad I'm feeling now due to some ridiculous thoughts on everything. It's like moody &amp;amp; yet not moody at the same time, what's that called? Mixed feelings? Not really because it's kinda something I never felt before, after looking at that photo from that random stranger's blog. :/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope August never comes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6598392308010865090?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6598392308010865090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6598392308010865090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6598392308010865090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6598392308010865090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-for-me.html' title='Just for me,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-8350311526469947506</id><published>2010-07-03T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:02:43.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious substances,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spent like a hell load of savings today!&lt;/span&gt; (Though they were all worth it :D) Still, I guess I'm going to save for another 2months before I start splurging on stuff again. :/ Oh yeah, I'm like addicted to curry nowadays uh! Had Indian curry 2days in a row and Japanese curry earlier on, I'm so going to learn how to cook Japanese curry with loads of chicken &amp;amp; potato chunks inside! (Well soon) Eating is my form of relieving stress man. Well .. fattening and all but &lt;u&gt;it's okay to do things you like before it's too late. [:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranged my wardrobe today &amp;amp; found like over 30pieces of tops that I no longer wear (either not my style anymore or I can't fit in). Have a feeling of selling them online on this blog but I'm like .. lazy to do business you know; need to reply to email &amp;amp; meet up etc. =.= Might be asking my mom to bring them over to Marymount's orphanage though. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried doing something gross earlier on; applied fresh &amp;amp; pure &lt;strong&gt;lemon juice on my wounds&lt;/strong&gt; @.@ Stings so badly &amp;amp; the blood really oozed out -- but it works like a miracle and the wound's like healing rapidly, becoming smaller. Going to perform that magic everyday to be scar-free :D /Sigh I don't know why but I usually get really stressed out whenever someone's birthday coming, especially him/her has got like everything! Shopped the whole Singapore for that person's gifts today &amp;amp; all I expect him to do is to not be disappointed with my choice man, well I personally think everything will be fine. Outta here now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-8350311526469947506?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/8350311526469947506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=8350311526469947506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8350311526469947506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8350311526469947506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/precious-substances.html' title='Precious substances,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2120679025788930165</id><published>2010-07-03T01:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:11:51.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conspiracy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/normal_012.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having insomnia now, sleepy already yet I can't sleep well. The urbandictionary survey right below this entry's fun, go try it. I find the definition for Singapore very true. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Some questions don’t have answers, and that’s a difficult lesson to learn."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2120679025788930165?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2120679025788930165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2120679025788930165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2120679025788930165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2120679025788930165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/conspiracy.html' title='Conspiracy.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5039162405578954789</id><published>2010-07-03T01:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:51:43.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Dictionary.</title><content type='html'>Rules: Go to &lt;a href="http://urbandictionary.com"&gt;urbandictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; and type in your answers to the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;Post the first definition it gives you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Your name: Blanche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be extremely stoned, or high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Your age: 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal age for fucking in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. One of your friends: Amelia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crazy, awesome, loud, lovable girl. Impossible not to be smiling when around her. She lights up the entire room when she comes in. The bestest friend you will ever have. Sometimes known as Mia or Millie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. What should you be doing? Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To masturbate furiously in your room while praying that your grandma doesn't come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Favorite color: Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Darkness, a dark colour, the colour of this text is black. 2.A race - The black race can range from African american to polynesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Birthplace: Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 types of climate: hot, very hot, damn its freakin' hot, wow look roast human char siew all over the streets!, otherwise. 4 common interest among all typical Singaporeans: Food, glorious food! Shopping, Welcome to the Great Singapore Sale! Toto/4D, come Saturday Sunday.. will I win? (bai liu li bai hui bu hui kai), Education - "Boy AH! u finish tuition homework liao or not! Later got piano lesson! AIYO! Your spelling learn already anot?!" 3 MRT lines: North South line, East West line, North East line 2 hours(approx): is needed to travel from one end to another end of Singapore. 1 common language: Singlish "See liao lah... What you want?" "SCUSE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Month of your birth: August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of perfection. The 8th Month of the year in certain European and Asian cultures signifies greatness in achieving perfection, or something close to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adapted from tumblr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5039162405578954789?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5039162405578954789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5039162405578954789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5039162405578954789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5039162405578954789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/urban-dictionary.html' title='Urban Dictionary.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-8376857007819204455</id><published>2010-07-02T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:00:20.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing for more,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feel pretty dumb lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caught the wrong bus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Printed out the wrong stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read Ammeter wrongly. D:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Couldn't figure out my academic mistakes after a million tries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Search frantically for things I'm already holding in my hand. =.=&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;All of which are things I won't do wrongly, especially the 5th one, I was even searching for my phone with my hands while it's already on my hand. Omg I should need more rest. :/ &amp;amp;There's like around 10assignments to be done in such a short weekend, lucky there's Youth Day as a bonus time, I'm hoping this year would hurry up and pass quickly in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fanatic craving for curry&lt;/span&gt; lately; be it Indian Curry or Japanese Curry, ironic that I'm a curry lover while he's a hater of spiciness, laughable lol. Oh, &amp;amp; I'm like kinda addicted to licorice now, so chewable with the tangible taste, have just asked my mom to get box of it from JB so that I can always chew it on the go everywhere I want. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my to-do-list for today: &lt;s&gt;Blogging&lt;/s&gt;. I've come to realized that if I still continue to slack like a sloth and do nothing, my life would soon turn out to be sour, hence I'm gonna fulfill all the 'aims' on my to-do-list daily. Kay goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-8376857007819204455?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/8376857007819204455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=8376857007819204455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8376857007819204455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8376857007819204455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/07/wishing-for-more.html' title='Wishing for more,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-8167258627578425944</id><published>2010-06-28T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:09:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper of the souls,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Failed to attend school today, did a few easy topics on my Physics 10-year series. Heard about the practical I have yet to complete, and there's many other things I have not done. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 months is so not enough :/&lt;/span&gt; I wish I could have an extra year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a strange dream, that &lt;strong&gt;I slept at night and woke up as a child again,&lt;/strong&gt; yet my intelligence/knowledge are all of a 16year old girl as I am today, led my life all over again without any mistakes made, everything was perfect but I didn't get the same friends as before, tried to convince them by showing them their future; but they thought I was crazy and I was left all alone. Slept again and woke up as a real me in reality then. (I don't mind being alone, how I wish this dream could be made true tonight.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some troubles over what to get for someone's birthday, finally got one of 'em today but it's too small a gift to tell him yet, am as stress as a kettle boiling up. Anyway, I'm going to pledge over here that I will start studying on Wednesday and lock up this internet function till 8p.m everyday, got to have some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stickers play.&lt;/span&gt; Okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-8167258627578425944?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/8167258627578425944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=8167258627578425944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8167258627578425944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/8167258627578425944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/06/whisper-of-souls.html' title='Whisper of the souls,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4344279371213397618</id><published>2010-06-26T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T02:46:39.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copies of History❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/lightgirl2.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a happy end, come give me your hand, I'll take you far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dreamed of blogging &amp;amp; here I am! Gave my good old pal a lovely revamp &amp;amp; some tuning and now it's all perfect to continue my blogging life :D Hoping to attract my usual visitors, though many left after I left to tumblr without a word. I love it there though, all the pretty pictures to admire. &amp;amp;Those &lt;s&gt;yellow fever&lt;/s&gt; I used to had have already turned into mixtures of ethnics before I realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday's been a blast, 2days left and I'm not dreading school at all, what I'm really hating is the short minimal time left for these series of cruel examinations that would determine my future, hard to imagine, that a thing you do would lead to a pathway of infinite possibilities. &amp;amp;All the post-it notes and timetables that I've never followed, how do I carry on? -Personal thoughts. /Bought my stickers! Spent like nearly 10bucks on all of 'em, no regrets; the fairytales and girly stuff that I've sweared I'd never touch, they're gonna help me in enduring this coming &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mugging season&lt;/span&gt;, contented I am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4344279371213397618?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4344279371213397618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4344279371213397618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4344279371213397618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4344279371213397618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/06/copies-of-history.html' title='Copies of History❤'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1253245031372583408</id><published>2010-06-02T16:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:18:22.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confucius says:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Moved to &lt;a href="http://oomph-.tumblr.com/"&gt;Oomph!&lt;/a&gt; (Click)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not that I won't be back here anymore but this year's seriously hectic (O' levels &amp;amp; Camp Success etc) So I believe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's easier to update there&lt;/span&gt;, with random stuff of course. Won't really need to type so much wordy stuff anymore. Though I'll really moved there permanently if tumblr provides the "justify" button. Yup so bye, &lt;strong&gt;hope my clicks will move there too&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1253245031372583408?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1253245031372583408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1253245031372583408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1253245031372583408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1253245031372583408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/06/moved-to-oomph-click-not-that-i-wont-be.html' title='Confucius says:'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5588453147601593028</id><published>2010-05-06T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T15:39:57.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not right.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/sprinkles.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Cinderella walked on broken glass. Sleeping Beauty let a whole lifetime pass. Belle fell in love with a hideous beast. Jasmine married a common thief. Ariel walked on land for love and life. Snow White barely escaped a knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   It was all about blood, sweat, and tears because love means facing your biggest fears."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right, returned faithfully to my blog after years of adultery with food &amp;amp; school &amp;amp; my dull old life. I've got like more than 100 food pictures to post up on my Portfolio❤ but I haven't got the time. &amp;amp;April was filled with new stuffs like better air-conditioner &amp;amp; a new printer as well as loads of stickers &amp;amp; notebooks for this O'level-ish year. :D May which is now is totally screwed up because of accidents nearby and stalking of black kittens and the list goes on. (It's okay if you don't understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so absolutely dumb today because you know, had my Chinese Paper 1 today and everything was perfect till the last 5minutes when &lt;u&gt;I realized that I wrote all out of point for my composition from the start!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The word 孝道 (Being Filial) I read as 教导 (Being disciplined)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so the Question is to define the filial thing, and you know why already. Eg. of great dumbness: "Mom filial towards me." (Of course in Chinese) Omg its so humiliating, I hope the teacher who marks the scripts doesn't know me at all. :/ 50marks upon 70 all byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Even though tomorrow's like the last paper for this week, I haven't yet study the major subjects like Chemistry, Physics &amp;amp; Additional Mathematics D: History .. I'm kinda on it now but I don't really think my conclusions are right. Oh dang really a stupid month - It's okay I'm gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relieve my stress and refill my motivation tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; by dining @the Revolving Hotpot restaurant at EcoMall :D I feel so blessed because Baby Black's going with me. Haha okay later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5588453147601593028?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5588453147601593028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5588453147601593028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5588453147601593028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5588453147601593028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/05/cinderella-walked-on-broken-glass.html' title='Not right.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2511629496313136021</id><published>2010-04-18T23:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:49:36.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups &amp; Downs.</title><content type='html'>Hey I'm blogging late, gonna sleep soon though. *Yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/jetaime-1.jpg" border="0" height="255" width="365" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;❤1st Anniversary, 18th April 2010.&lt;/strong&gt; Not a perfect one, definitely filled with ups &amp;amp; downs, but a pretty fruitful one, I've never expected to be attached to another guy whose so different from me, well maybe we do have something in common; on the inside [: But we're of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different races, really huge age gap and everything else. &lt;/span&gt;When I first know you I really thought you were just another passing foreign worker, a really fluent chinese speaker, so much better than I am. Many of my 1st times, like my 1st job and experiences. Many of the first major fights and conflicts and well I dare say, zombie bites that have brought me bruises. Yes you've been such a jerk at times but I admit I've also been too over-sensitive many a times. But most of them simply shows how much we care for each other. How much I've grown throughout this one year, many says I've changed a lot, mostly to the better side for my own. &amp;amp;Cherishing each other by all the ups &amp;amp; downs we've gone through. I love you for being patience for my crazy self, tolerating my stupid sensitive nature and still loving me despite my ultra weight gain and many more. Although we can't celebrate it today, the belated one tomorrow will so gonna be damn great, don't you think? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for holding me back when I've failed to realize, thanks for being a great part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Will be back to blogging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2511629496313136021?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2511629496313136021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2511629496313136021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2511629496313136021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2511629496313136021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/04/ups-downs.html' title='Ups &amp; Downs.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-7398636458717093100</id><published>2010-04-11T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:53:55.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Let's begin with thanking the great chemist for coming up with a great pill called the sleeping pill. :D Call me a coward for avoiding reality, but it really sucks to be awake when you know that you're gonna be reminded of the upsetting moments. However, I really hope someone would come up with a sleeping pill that welcomes good dreams, the nightmare of my own father killing me gave me shudders that &lt;strong&gt;I actually asked my Dad, "Will you kill me one day?"&lt;/strong&gt; Buying myself a dream catcher soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried, sacrificed time, accompanied, taken for granted, hurt, broken, not understood, betrayed, worried much, waited, no avail, sleeping pills, dreams, unknown future. /I may be sensitive and made a mountain out of a molehill, yet I couldn't stop myself to know that my own feelings are being neglected. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll avoid, avoid and avoid.&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps at some point of time stopping to ask you, how much I meant to you? There's nothing there to heal the wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Maybe our mistakes are what makes our fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-7398636458717093100?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/7398636458717093100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=7398636458717093100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7398636458717093100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/7398636458717093100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/04/asleep.html' title='Asleep.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1791244565849580259</id><published>2010-04-09T20:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T20:32:59.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kismet, the math that work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/heartfinger.jpg" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only eyes washed by tears can see clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Popping 2sleeping pills just to get an early night sleep's totally worth  it on a Friday night [: It's not pretty much of anger management, cause when you tries to patiently wait for the cloudy atmosphere to disappear, you can see that it's actually an unseen heartsick. Truth to be told, I may be a &lt;strong&gt;optical pessimist&lt;/strong&gt;, but judging by visual evidence itself may not be 100% undeniable. If the telepathy really exist, I don't understand why there isn't a slight empathy from you. True, sensitivity &amp;amp; jealous subsist, but loneliness remains a known mystery. It's okay to me how much I'm cast aside by others, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not by you&lt;/span&gt;. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A New Signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1791244565849580259?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1791244565849580259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1791244565849580259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1791244565849580259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1791244565849580259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/04/kismet-math-that-work.html' title='Kismet, the math that work.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2643012374890554154</id><published>2010-04-04T14:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:14:20.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never fade.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/paris.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It all began, 5years back. It didn't last that long, but those were our &lt;strong&gt;Golden ages.&lt;/strong&gt;  From the day I found you, to the moment you gave me faith. Your presence gave me strength to endure that year, but the devils had to keep you away. The results weren't that glorious, but it's been 5 long years, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still remember you.&lt;/span&gt; You may be up there, or you may be gone. I just hope to try, I just hope to not forget, your picture right there would be the source for my soul to anticipate. You're the 1st, &amp;amp;the rest shouldn't be the last. The beating of the sun till the arrows of the crossbow along with the blood of lovely Poodle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2643012374890554154?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2643012374890554154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2643012374890554154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2643012374890554154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2643012374890554154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/04/never-fade.html' title='Never fade.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1808597012025615464</id><published>2010-03-20T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T02:15:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intentionally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/rainbow.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="340" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I don’t really think people can change to what they want to be, you know, at the end of the day, you are who you are, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at the end of the day, it’s probably who you’ve always been.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Singtel, Starhub, M1. English, Chinese, Additional Mathematics} &lt;strong&gt;Over my mind.&lt;/strong&gt; /Gonna blog unusually - This Holiday so far: 14Assignments down while playing Lame Games, Longitudinal Youth at Risk Study (LYRIKS) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reimbursement Fee,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Principal Investigator,&lt;/span&gt; 11th Month Date, Goody Books Cheque, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly's Birthday Celebration,&lt;/span&gt; Drunk, Blogging Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little more Futuristic: Sleep, Hangover, Collect Souvenirs, Visit someone @work? &amp;amp;Probably last few assignments. &amp;amp; .. School start, have a hair cut, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blahblahblah - Kesha. [: &lt;/span&gt;Everything would be back to normal. &amp;amp;&lt;u&gt;Needa change my attitude.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Bangkok, Taiwan, Japan, USA, Chinchilla, Bulldog, Angora Bunnies} All in my mind. Please give me more Campaigns Nuffnang, please revive my little old blog. &amp;amp;Google I love you! /Secrets: Wanted to change my blogskin &amp;amp; food post but I'm lazy. Oh yeah, finally going to renovate my room by end of this month I guess? &lt;strong&gt;Peach/Red Paint&lt;/strong&gt; + new bought shelves and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1808597012025615464?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1808597012025615464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1808597012025615464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1808597012025615464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1808597012025615464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/03/intentionally.html' title='Intentionally.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4610262741507104160</id><published>2010-03-14T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T19:06:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/insideherself.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not afraid to try again. I'm just afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Savez-vous ce qui arrive quand vous blesser les gens? Ils mai commencent à vous aimer moins et commencer à oublier que l'on vous aimait une fois.&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/8927571925909692785-4610262741507104160?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4610262741507104160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4610262741507104160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4610262741507104160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4610262741507104160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/03/crushed.html' title='Crushed.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2981812280301985100</id><published>2010-03-01T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:11:12.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be your own change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/tired.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do every little things seemed so perfect when they occurs? That even one single sentence could make a person forget temporary till the next bad happening. And I always thought we're perfect, well, almost. I always tend to see the end of the extremes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;either it's the start or the end, the best or the worst.&lt;/span&gt; Right now I'm looking on the &lt;strong&gt;start of the worst side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I wished to be alone,&lt;/s&gt; but I don't want to ever feel lonely. It's not the same. Waiting hurts, you don't know how long. Forgetting that hurts, too, I don't wish to remember. But not knowing which decision to take is the worst of suffering. I'm going to school everyday because it's my only compulsory past-time and I love it for that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I enjoy snapping pictures of food because the taste will last longer that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2981812280301985100?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2981812280301985100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2981812280301985100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2981812280301985100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2981812280301985100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-your-own-change.html' title='Be your own change.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-426637394924472498</id><published>2010-02-26T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:29:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice therapy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/wires.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so fucking pissed off. Today started off so well and midway going downhill then now ending off so terribly! I'm very very unhappy now, &amp;amp;I know for a fact that when I'm seriously unhappy I'll probably do something I'll regret, so I'm holding back my anger for awhile and would choose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my only option left,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Give up"&lt;/strong&gt;. Besides, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's not going to benefit me even if I don't, so it doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite alone 2years ago and I was happy, so I can be happy if I choose this option too; not forgetting &lt;u&gt;the bonus of my voice therapist&lt;/u&gt; :D He could be the perfect part-time shrink just by his voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wasted some unnecessary tears today because of some really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unreasonable adults. &lt;/span&gt;Why do they think they're always right and we're always wrong? I mean like, don't they make mistakes when they're young too? So they just expect children to grow up without a single mistake in their childhood but eventually make bigger ones in the future? Like what's wrong with them? Don't they understand the quote "Learn from your mistakes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's mainly about something she needs help on that I can't fulfill (Impossible for anyone) that reminds her of &lt;u&gt;a silly mistake I made 6years ago, so what?&lt;/u&gt; I was 10, it's not the age matter but she have said that I'm schooling so I would know everything. Okay its partially true, does that mean that a child whose schooling is expected to know something that will only be taught like, 6years later? It's true that I can learn, but she doesn't give me chances to, I don't even have the experience I could get. People say that children tend to grow up in terms of what their childhood life was like, &lt;strong&gt;I guess I could understand why am I the person I am now.&lt;/strong&gt; (&amp;amp;I'm so going to change it) Well, if thats it, why can't she understand? So I replied her, "I admit I was wrong, it was my fault. But you're saying you're perfect since you were born?" and then conflicts happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dreamer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/dreamer.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I slept throughout the evening, but waking up only reminds me of the pain. It's always better in dreamland than reality. I guess there's some barrel between me &amp;amp; her now, it's like the '&lt;strong&gt;Iron Curtains' &lt;/strong&gt;I learn in History, the cold war would resume till maybe one party admit defeats, I won't. I might be a little rude to her but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I won't put up white flag just because of her lack of understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I may feel better now but I still need my voice therapist. &lt;strong&gt;He's like the only one who never fail to make me laugh everytime I have tears in my eyes.&lt;/strong&gt; By the way, gotten back a few of my results already, they aren't totally awesome because as I've said, 2010's a year I get most easily confused :/ Doesn't matter, Mid-Year's would be all-time mugging. &amp;amp;I'm broke now, I hope my agency can hurry with the pay if not I'll soon file for bankruptcy to clear my debts. (Kidding) Okay I'll leave now, night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Be the change that you wish to see in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-426637394924472498?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/426637394924472498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=426637394924472498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/426637394924472498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/426637394924472498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/02/voice-therapy.html' title='Voice therapy?'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6875841865737715712</id><published>2010-02-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T23:53:24.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Not Available&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 23rd August 1993&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSH ON: No one, I'm in ❤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Honey Drink&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Stan&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: Blah Blah Blah - Kesha (Current)&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Gummy bears!&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: Stan &amp;amp; Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: Studies and Life&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: My old Hamster, if its counted.&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: 8hours&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: None&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: Unlimited Wishes (I Know I'm Cheating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Stan&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE: People I Love.&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Remedy - Little Boots&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 6a.m&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR/PATTERN: Stripey Black&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): Brocoli, Carrots &amp;amp; Celery.&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Binging &amp;amp; many other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: Lungs&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS ARE: A Toy?&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Rooster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random Questions About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: BLNCHETNYNLNG (Wow)&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: Black &amp;amp; Gold/Silver&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: Dirty Green&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: More or less.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college?: Schooling now.&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: Boots&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: Dreamland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CANS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance?: Yeah but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: No way.&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle?: Yup :D&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands?: Yeah but it's illegible from the left.&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled?: Yeah, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: Pretty much, I love to imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: Yes from experience.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic?: Yes only for Black Magic.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa?: Never had, never will.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: Yeah but I'm really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: Always!&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows?: Probably, I'd wish to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Yeah &amp;amp; I'm in ❤ with skies.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: Of course&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: Of course&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: Duh, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: 28.0°C&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: 98.7FM&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Suki Sushi :D&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: Eclairs I ordered in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched?: CNN for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WHOS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you missed?: Always him.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture of?: The Baby @Suki Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you said I love you to?: Him once Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: A Few times.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Nope, not friend's.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: If it's major.&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: Depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY SECTION:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: Yup :D&lt;br /&gt;What can make you really happy?: Him or Food.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: There's no need to be Greedy.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: Eh, not really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE SECTION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken?: Less than 15.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: Nope [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: Reddish-Brown&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings?: 2&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: Never&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: Dark Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN A BOY/&lt;s&gt;GIRL:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: Brown or Grey&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Short&lt;br /&gt;Height: Taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing : Casual, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: Yeah, to visit.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: God no D:&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried: Just a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: Exactly 8times, I never forgets.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: Thankfully not.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: Haha of course.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: No =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald’s&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Single&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: A Mixture of Both! :D&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: Both please.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: Movie.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums?: Drums&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Adidas&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: Cake.&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: MTV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6875841865737715712?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6875841865737715712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6875841865737715712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6875841865737715712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6875841865737715712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/02/surveys.html' title='Surveys'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-1776661457974573065</id><published>2010-02-17T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:48:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whataya want from me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perhaps I should say I'm&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; lacking behind everyone in this Cyberworld.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most blogs have already done with their wishes and stuffs like that. So well instead of wishing everyone Happy Valentine's/Chinese New Year I shall just say &lt;strong&gt;Happy Spending/Saving Money with your loved ones! :D&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah I know, how lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Don't think anyone would visit a dead blog&lt;/s&gt; now but I'm going to update anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So how have I celebrated 2Occassions on 1Day. The truth is I didn't, I celebrated Valentine's Day in advance without really planning to.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &amp;amp;Here's the story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P12-02-10_211502.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Was waiting for him to knock off as usual to have dinner together. I've told him I prepared a little gift for him &amp;amp; he told me he hadn't. So I was like okay it doesn't matter I didn't expect at all either. So when I saw him carrying this huge box with him I was like &lt;strong&gt;*jaws dropped*&lt;/strong&gt; because the gift I last-minute prepared for him was so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tiny!&lt;/span&gt; So embarrassingly guilty :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside the Gigantic Gift Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P12-02-10_2332.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got kinda touched at some point of time upon opening it. &lt;strong&gt;He added extra efforts of boxing them inside the big box,&lt;/strong&gt; as in you know a box inside a box? Yeah, &amp;amp;he knows so well &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't prefer real roses as they're expensive &amp;amp; you can't keep them forever unlike all the above :D &lt;/span&gt;The plush's holding an artificial bouquet of roses [: &amp;amp;I've always believed that love would wilt like real roses does, so I'm so happy for fakes xD (No offence at all, it's a personal opinion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chinese New Year Outfit, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P14-02-10_144501.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family's not at all traditional to believe in bright colours for Prosperity and dark colours for Bad Luck. So I get to wear my favourite colours all I want to my own liking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Crazily Painted Nails @the Last minute,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/nails2010.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="375" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ran out of crystals to add on so anyhow add other colours in. I know my Right hand's screwed up but really like my Left hand's. Helped my Mom do some pedicure &amp;amp; the funniest thing she said, "Why can't God give me a normal daughter?" Roflmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Overall for Visiting Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P14-02-10_1501s.jpg" border="0" height="340" width="280" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah okay fine I'm fat &amp;amp; I know it :O Look kinda pregnant in that oversize top. Best love among everything is my beloved pair of Soft leather boots. ❤ Have a &lt;strong&gt;fetish for Boots&lt;/strong&gt; and have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Fish's Cousin's house the other day with the Clique but didn't get to snap my outfit of that day, not very nice anyway so hmm. Overall Red Packets 2010 is super little! Didn't visit my Dad's side (well, reasons) so I'm a little sad ): But there's still 2months of Pay &amp;amp; &lt;u&gt;Google + Nuffnang Ads Earnings&lt;/u&gt; to become my money so yeah :D Okay guess those give me a reason to start blogging like a casual blogger. :D Moving on, reasons for my Weight Gain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viennetta Icecream with Fresh Berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P27-01-10_2224.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Select's Soup with Pasta Sorts by Blanche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-02-10_1244.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instant Teriyaki Salmon Meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P22-01-10_061202-1.jpg" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you tried Sushi in a Cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P20-01-10_1608-1.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rainbow Greeting from Sakae Sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/rainbowmaki.jpg" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blanche would wish to announce that .. &lt;strong&gt;I've completed my Food Portfolio&lt;/strong&gt; (mission!), I've set myself a target on the 1st day of 2010 to snap at least 50 Great food pictures and make myself a Food Album all for Memories Purpose: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=127578&amp;id=707977123&amp;l=a0e61b3390"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Click here if you're interested to take a look ❤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Opened for the Public) &lt;/span&gt;/You may think, "Food only what, I also get to eat better/good food everyday, what's so nice about these?" then I'll tell you well, I'm going to keep uploading everytime I snapped to make it a success. &lt;u&gt;It's one of my ambition you see. :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Even the smallest thing on Earth makes life worthing living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-1776661457974573065?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/1776661457974573065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=1776661457974573065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1776661457974573065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/1776661457974573065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/02/perhaps-i-should-say-im-lacking-behind.html' title='Whataya want from me?'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6461418245077414928</id><published>2010-02-07T15:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:36:05.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/jetaime.jpg" alt="Photobucket" height="265" width="365" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that you’re going the &lt;s&gt;wrong way&lt;/s&gt; when it’s simply a way of your own. You may turn out &lt;strong&gt;the only one&lt;/strong&gt; who got it right in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Perfection is a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; flaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6461418245077414928?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6461418245077414928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6461418245077414928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6461418245077414928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6461418245077414928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/02/procrastinating.html' title='Procrastinating.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-369279329483493375</id><published>2010-02-04T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:19:00.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is illuminated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heys guys, its obvious this blog's coming to a dead end. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really up to the mood to blog nowadays, okay that's a lie. Been updating private blog behind everyone's back! :D Okay that's true but yeah all I did there was whine &amp;amp; all. So there wasn't really much reasons to come here for. *Sighs*&lt;blockquote&gt;Hate anything starting with the letter M. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mondays, Modulus, Moles, Mother Tongue, Mothers, &lt;/span&gt;the list continues. M things give me stress big time. Except for Money? :D No offence to those names starting with M :/ &lt;/blockquote&gt;Hmm, lets say the classrooms are a locked up individual cell. Well, we do have our freedom somehow but it seems to me these days that the mad scientists have taken away our intelligent brain cells. Okay in short, I feel that I don't understand what the teachers are saying most of the time! &lt;strong&gt;It was so much easier to catch the idea last year :/&lt;/strong&gt; I miss them. But what to do, adapt to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;changes.&lt;/span&gt; Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the whole afternoon alone today. Firstly went to my best Dermatologist to get some rash cream (woke up this morning with a burning itch on my neck) &amp;amp;then 1hour worth of long bus-ride to Lot1. Slept throughout the whole journey, but comfortably happy [: &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then shopped/walked the whole of Lot1 by myself, alone yes. &lt;/span&gt;Kinda fun but weird at the same time, didn't buy any food cause nobody to tempt it to =.= Boring, k thanks &amp;amp; bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-369279329483493375?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/369279329483493375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=369279329483493375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/369279329483493375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/369279329483493375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/02/everything-is-illuminated.html' title='Everything is illuminated.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-2202049077584129988</id><published>2010-01-23T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:41:55.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories are silent things,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/adreamer.jpg" border="0" height="270" width="355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;War indeed sucks. Surprised that I actually love viewing videos of wars. :/ &lt;strong&gt;Sadist much.&lt;/strong&gt; Been taught on History of Wars on Various Countries in Humanity lessons, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;similar mistakes, similar faults, all for the same reason: Greed. &lt;/span&gt;No wonder I got names of leaders mixed up so easily =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Like almost everyone I know has got tuition, on at least 1 subject. Even the smart ones who used to depend on self-studying are now signing up for extra classes. D: As for me, I'm neutral. My standard is not there yet but I hope my ability could slowly adapt to it. To be honest, &lt;u&gt;school work's really been stressing me out.&lt;/u&gt; (All the new topics &amp;amp; new learning methods you see.) Gah, I miss last year's teachers? Or perhaps it's just the topics that's making me confused. Whichever it is, it's driving me bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel that I've been binging every now &amp;amp; then. I mean yes food's my best buddy &amp;amp; all but I don't feel that I'm eating them cause it's them, but rather because I'm a little .. sad? Gosh, &lt;s&gt;I don't wish to be those binge &amp;amp; purge people ever!&lt;/s&gt; (You know, those binge out of stress &amp;amp; purge to prevent gaining weight?) I'll try to prevent that. /Really tired, I'll &lt;strong&gt;be updating with delicious pictures soon&lt;/strong&gt; .. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-2202049077584129988?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/2202049077584129988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=2202049077584129988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2202049077584129988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/2202049077584129988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/memories-are-silent-things.html' title='Memories are silent things,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5909502872582914270</id><published>2010-01-15T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:48:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin'❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:550%;"&gt;History!&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/8927571925909692785-5909502872582914270?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5909502872582914270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5909502872582914270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5909502872582914270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5909502872582914270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/lovin.html' title='Lovin&apos;❤'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4797066469482302019</id><published>2010-01-15T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:45:59.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mythical theory,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's been great, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-01-10_223404.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long time since I last blogged huh? I'm back here to flood my blog again with entries of delicious-looking food that makes not only your stomach growl, but your saliva flow. :D Visited my future school (hopefully) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ngee Ann's Poly Open House.&lt;/span&gt; Got that &lt;strong&gt;Slime substance &amp;amp; the DNA Pendant&lt;/strong&gt; (above) @the Biomedical Science Building; learned that I'm a A+ Blood type person and that the back of my eyes are lovely [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stuffs from Goodie Bag/Lucky Draw❤&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-01-10_220703.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I'd make good use of this year and &lt;u&gt;get perfect Cut-off points &lt;/u&gt;for my ambition-related course :/ It's so low I don't think I can make it because even the smarter ones this year didn't get that kind of score. Gosh, maybe I should stop being :/ and work hard. /Well, 2 days before the NP's Open House visit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our school brought us to Temasek Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P07-01-10_1642.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which I thought it was okay, as in the students there were really wow-ishly enthusiastic. But well, it was too far from my place. Wonder why didn't my school brought us to nearer ones instead. D: Okay, actually I don't think talking about visits are interesting, I'm going to change to other topics. Like what I did that night after NP's Open House;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Randomized Udon with all kinds of Mm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-01-10_0056.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay I admit &lt;strong&gt;the egg's a fail one&lt;/strong&gt; but what matters most is the taste, at least the presentation is that bad. Heh. I love to eat the things I cook. ❤ &amp;amp;then a day or two after that, I had to go Causeway Point to deposit all 'ka-ching$' to different accounts, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so to relax;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Food Junction, the soup's really thick xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P10-01-10_1908.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't think you'd believe me, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used to hate Ramen a lot.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, a lot. Because I didn't understand why people would love to eat a big bowl of soup with thin tiny noodles, nice meh? Well then I gave it a try a few times, just a few times. &amp;amp;Fell in love with it. &lt;strong&gt;The texture and everything, perfection &lt;/strong&gt;[: Okay I'm lazy to like comment about food but I'm gonna show you all food I've eaten &lt;u&gt;recently.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favourites are Ebi/Scallops Rice Burger. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-01-10_1859.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turning into an addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P09-01-10_1852.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have I told you that school life in 2010 is 10x more pressure? I'm taking my O' levels this year and everyone in my class seems more serious, mature and understanding somehow. Not many said much, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but lessons were sure more stressful.&lt;/span&gt; So some days after school our clique did the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coloured burger competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-01-10_163501.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorated Cheese Fries, (Ketchup Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-01-10_162901.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nah I'm kidding about the competition, that would be over childish acts but we enjoyed our meal a lot. [: But I personally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wish KFC can come up with more menus soon,&lt;/span&gt; getting bored except for their old traditional chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah they bought Extra Cheese too, $1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P11-01-10_1638.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sure you heard of the new &lt;strong&gt;Popeye's outlet @Jubilee&lt;/strong&gt; AMK Central right? Ate it again for the 2nd time, another after school slackish moments with clique. No doubt, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;standard did drop a little&lt;/span&gt; but I guess it taste better in Changi and SG Flyer. Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maxi Set @$8.90, lovely meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P13-01-10_1517.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored, so ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P13-01-10_154801.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Topped with Mashed Potato. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P13-01-10_1531.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes fine I admit it's weird, but try it some day; a new way to eat, a new thing to enjoy. &amp;amp;Anyway maybe some people may find this blog filled with very ordinary pictures; like "my 1st time eating these? So special meh?" but that's what I want it to be you see. &lt;strong&gt;My food portfolio's still building up&lt;/strong&gt; (will show it one day), and that's me, I love to share the things I enjoy/love to people. xD (Though I know you hate me cause all makes you hungry!) Hahah. /Just Yesterday, went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bukit Panjang Plaza Streets Cafe;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby's Yang Zhou Fried Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P14-01-10_2000.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Shrimp Dumpling Noodle Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P14-01-10_200302.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our shared Fried Coriander Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P14-01-10_200303.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Spring Rolls too, didn't realize I forgot to capture it in the picture but well, eating while it's hot was more important to me then. Heh. Bills summed up to be okay, but will try Jack's Place next time for new experience, can't wait. Haven't had the chance to taste Maxwell's Chicken Rice because of that '&lt;s&gt;Sold out Chicken'&lt;/s&gt; that time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So you readers will have a lot more to look forward to :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So now you believe when I tell you, that &lt;strong&gt;my life's been great?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4797066469482302019?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4797066469482302019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4797066469482302019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4797066469482302019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4797066469482302019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/mythical-theory.html' title='Mythical theory,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4932403668595703239</id><published>2010-01-11T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:04:16.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/disappointed.jpg" border="0" height="285" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected O'lvl Math's results today &amp;amp; was (up there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wasn't thinking about it much till the end of the day when Baby told me the cut off points for the particular course I spend half my life so far hoping to get into would be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very low. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;Then I'm only interested in that, nothing else. &lt;strong&gt;I used to hate numbers, alot.&lt;/strong&gt; But I've fell in love with it since 4years ago &amp;amp; now I just want to be with it for the rest of my life. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish&lt;/span&gt; upon a star tonight &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that it'll love me back, too. &lt;/span&gt;Well, I'll probably know the answer next January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;There's nothing much to say, but many more to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4932403668595703239?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4932403668595703239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4932403668595703239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4932403668595703239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4932403668595703239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-if.html' title='What if,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4622898091419686834</id><published>2010-01-04T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:52:18.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor &amp;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/sad.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="325" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4622898091419686834?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4622898091419686834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4622898091419686834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4622898091419686834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4622898091419686834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='Poor &amp;'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3211761912949914730</id><published>2010-01-03T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:50:21.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams come true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I respect the handful of people that can actually keep to their promises.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last blog entry before study life. Yup, &lt;strong&gt;last day of school holidays for me&lt;/strong&gt; :D &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No more slacking/eating/working/whatever ):&lt;/span&gt; But I'll be alright, at least I miss the classroom's atmosphere. &amp;amp;Perhaps maths lessons. But I haven't been studying since school ended 2months ago. Like wow, my brain sure has lots of work to work on. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gotten these this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P03-01-10_090401.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Baby &amp;amp; I went Gym this afternoon along with his friend. &amp;amp;I'm so disappointed I actually gained some weight, or maybe its the machine error or my new weighing scale @home is spoiled. Whatever, but worst thing is I actually shrunk in height, growing shorter &amp;amp; shorter everyday :/ Anyway, went to Lot 1's Food Junction to have our lunch from &lt;u&gt;Japanese Cuisine&lt;/u&gt; stall;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby's Chicken Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P03-01-10_163101.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;Mine's Karaage Ramen. (Ramen❤ver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P03-01-10_163103.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, pretty much nothing else after that, walked around and long train ride home. /Oh yeah, head down to Peninsula Plaza with Baby the other day to get some new clothes for himself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He looks nice in vibrant colours &lt;/span&gt;but he's always sticking to black. But that's fine with me cause &lt;strong&gt;I love black and he's all black. :D&lt;/strong&gt; (Nope not being racist I really love other races better than my own.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Light snacks @Mosburger, Ichigo Bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P02-01-10_163202.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had their Garlic &amp;amp; Lemon Mussels too but find no point to take it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their strawberries are always fresh &amp;amp; sweet. :D &lt;/span&gt;Hmm, headed to Chinatown to walked around first to slowly wait for dinner time to dine enjoyably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Maxwell Food Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P02-01-10_180401.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so excited cause all the while I've been wanting to visit there to try their famous chicken rice in Singapore. There's 3 or 4 chicken rice stall there but only one of them is the best rated and favourited by most food critics in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;The Queue was this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P02-01-10_1809.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I returned home with disappointment. :/ Not because the food's not nice, but they ran out of chicken @6p.m and 3person infront of me onwards got to head home &lt;strong&gt;without chicken in tummy &lt;/strong&gt;D: (They sold 11chickens that day!) So in the end, Baby ordered Chicken Curry Noodle from other stall for me and it was too spicy! I was like omgomg. But not bad lah, though a little too oily for me to snap it you see. Okay nvm shall move on. /Presenting you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My All-time favourite Food Court Dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P01-01-10_1806.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Fish, Chicken &amp;amp; Scallops. &lt;s&gt;Other meats&lt;/s&gt; are nonono besides seafood &amp;amp; I can never resist potatoes. [: /Yup. I just love to take pictures of every single thing I eat, including very simple ones like takeaway dinners. They're all for memory purposes. But only upload those yummy-looking ones on my blog so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all of you gonna drool when you visit :D&lt;/span&gt; Yay I'm so evil. Okay school tomorrow bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3211761912949914730?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3211761912949914730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3211761912949914730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3211761912949914730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3211761912949914730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/dreams-come-true.html' title='Dreams come true.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5952474360435749877</id><published>2010-01-03T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T01:58:21.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She believes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/postcard.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your scars show your past, but don't ever let them define your future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost 2a.m, have to wake up in &lt;strong&gt;4hours time&lt;/strong&gt; to get my scholarship cheque. &amp;amp;After that got to go Gym with the older generation. Been having weird dreams lately. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A spider holding me and baby refuse to give me chocolate? (It's M&amp;amp;M, I hate M&amp;amp;M!)&lt;/span&gt; Stupid imaginations. &amp;amp;Mom bought &lt;u&gt;a huge pillow for me,&lt;/u&gt; soft &amp;amp; cuddly but I prefer my old one. But now I've got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a total of 9.&lt;/span&gt; Which is :D Oh yeah, I still haven't upload my food pictures. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5952474360435749877?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5952474360435749877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5952474360435749877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5952474360435749877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5952474360435749877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/she-believes.html' title='She believes.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-6714517877351208670</id><published>2010-01-02T04:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T05:23:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My words lack substance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye 2009, hello 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P28-12-09_210901.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I welcome you with a big piece of money, please let this year be perfect :D /Right, before I start going anywhere, I'm gonna remind myself I have left &lt;strong&gt;less than 2days to visit hellgate &lt;/strong&gt;again. It's 5a.m now &amp;amp; I'm not sleeping. Wonder how can I manage to wake up @5.00a.m on Monday. :O Well anyway, I have quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a number of food photos which I've yet uploaded&lt;/span&gt;. So this would just be a random post about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;❤ my randomly painted nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P01-01-10_234601.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="275" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Packed my &lt;strong&gt;Back-2-School&lt;/strong&gt; stuffs last night, &lt;u&gt;dump away a pile of massive useless(?) junk of worksheets. &lt;/u&gt; I'm so glad I've bought all my stationery/school supplies all on sale this year, or rather at the end of last year. Cause I've saved like 2days of my salary with those. &amp;amp;Hmm, I'm kinda looking forward to school even though I dread it still. (Don't know wth I'm talking but yeah.) /Pretty much nothing else to say, gotta sleep bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-6714517877351208670?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/6714517877351208670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=6714517877351208670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6714517877351208670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/6714517877351208670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-words-lack-substance.html' title='My words lack substance.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3114707613002684746</id><published>2009-12-28T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:58:32.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;Losing myself.&lt;br /&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/8927571925909692785-3114707613002684746?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3114707613002684746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3114707613002684746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3114707613002684746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3114707613002684746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/losing.html' title='Losing.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5394000321746655576</id><published>2009-12-22T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:32:42.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festive season of Giving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right, before I start uploading random overdue pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to state down my &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Wishlist;&lt;/strong&gt; okay so well I need a bag, a new unique bottle, a pair of Dr. Martens Boots @some blogshop which sells at $33 :D &amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lots of happiness&lt;/span&gt;. Heh, probably going down to Bugis soon to cross out one of them. /&amp;amp;Then there'll be &lt;strong&gt;Christmas Hungerlist&lt;/strong&gt; which includes Manhattan Fish Market, Popeye's, Wendy's, Sakae Sushi Buffet and hmm nothing else, maybe one of Baby's 1st Menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, Merry Christmas! (in Advance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-11-09_2147.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Christmas Tree outside Ion :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-11-09_2148.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually that was like quite long ago, weeks if I'm not wrong. I'm kinda slow but it's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right time&lt;/span&gt; now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How's your mood with perfect lightings in a lovely night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-11-09_213001.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="345" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah on that day, we did also went to dine @&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suki Sushi,&lt;/span&gt; 99cents Sushi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;The Outcome, [: Around $50 for 5person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P26-11-09_203302.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;My friends don't eat much, or perhaps it's just me to admit I'm the one eating the most. Ate like 10plates even though I got dinner at home. All the fats are going to my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already-chubby-cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;Making me look like a busted elephant. But it's alright, cause I'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;strong&gt;good food recommendation&lt;/strong&gt; to readers [: I believe many of you have been to Ion but I'm not sure how many of you have really tried it, but no doubt cause the queue are obvious to many passerbys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gindaco Takoyaki @the Food Heaven in Ion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P25-11-09_2120.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far I've ate like almost 30Takoyaki balls from that very stall. Love it to the max :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I forgot why and how I got all these pictures &amp;amp; what I was doing on these days but I'm still going to upload everything before I start abandoning this blog once again ;X &lt;u&gt;A temporary revive&lt;/u&gt; is better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing the obvious: Tori-Q Bento Set :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P15-11-09_1903.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohoh I almost forgot, there were this lucky day where Baby finally willingly brought me to Ajisen for a full hearty meal :D (Well it's a special day because he seldom allow that &amp;amp; Ajisen's my favourite restaurant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great quality food in Bad Quality Picture =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P19-11-09_185001.jpg" border="0" height="275" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp;You know what, I just uploaded all food pictures on Facebook, starting from today; it's gonna be a hobby :O I'm crazy uh knowing I'm gonna get high BMI in no time but nah it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;Just a normal Foodcourt meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P28-11-09_2028.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think maybe, that maybe I'm starting to become a food blogger rather than a normal personal lifestyle blogger. But just maybe, because I'm not even rating the food &amp;amp; commenting it so I shall remain a normal one [: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know of many people who eats great but are not at all interested in what I am interested in.&lt;/span&gt; So yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, went to &lt;strong&gt;Amelia's Chalet&lt;/strong&gt; last week &amp;amp; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Confess: 1st alcohol &amp;amp; drunk experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P16-12-09_011501.jpg" border="0" height="335" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But I was more sober than Amelia was, at least I don't &lt;u&gt;puke all over the toilet and dropped whole bowl of noodles in the room.&lt;/u&gt; Baby and I even had to clean up everything for her as she continue to be drunk-laughing away. Well, I was only drunk for merely half an hour ya. Stayed overnight &amp;amp; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhattan's Fish Market for Lunch the Next Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P16-12-09_113501.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Starting to love it much more than Fish&amp;amp;Co. so might be going to dine there soon enough again. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days rest after that Chalet &amp;amp; I had to work @&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suntec Christmas Fair 2009&lt;/span&gt; for 2days. Earned back my loss and I'm so glad to not give up when I lost my invoice numbers. Thanks to everyone there for help too, especially Baby as he tried to gather everyone's else invoices for me to uncheck one by one [: /Oh ya, before my working day the Egg Clique outing @night ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Citylink's branch was having promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/MarvelousCream.jpg" border="0" height="265" width="335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well they were actually giving out free vouchers to every passerbys. When I heard "&lt;strong&gt;Free voucher of Marvelous Cream!&lt;/strong&gt;" I just grabbed the Skellys with me &amp;amp; then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine's a Mixed Berries flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/P18-12-09_213202.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sadly 3 of our Eggs didn't want to come queue for the free temptation but I'm so glad I passed by! The one I had actually cost me $6.90 if I were to buy it my own :/ Anyway, they uses Hokkaido Cow's Milk for their Icecream. :D /You must be like "What's the different?!" Well the different is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Cow in Beautiful Scenery produces Delicious Milk :D&lt;/span&gt; Okay I'm lame but whatever heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yeah I feel just like revealing my N'lvl results (for memory purpose). /Gotten &lt;strong&gt;10points for my EMB3&lt;/strong&gt; and was really upset about it but tried my best not to cry, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because my Prelim was 8points ): &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;I regret that I didn't really study for my Chinese which I was graded 4 for it D: But just like many people has said, next year's result slip worth much more than this year's one. So yeah I'll keep it up. [: Hmm, so this is my blog entry today, I'm off now bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5394000321746655576?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5394000321746655576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5394000321746655576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5394000321746655576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5394000321746655576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/festive-season-of-giving.html' title='Festive season of Giving.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-399777760637560698</id><published>2009-12-21T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T02:13:47.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring a bell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Experienced a very major problem @work on Saturday :/ Lost all my invoice numbers I spent the whole day getting but everything went well on Sunday. Because I forked it extra hours to find it from the almost-faulty-machine. D: Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;a sense of satisfaction is better than months of misery.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the last day, yesterday. Made friends with 2customers I got. One gave me a funny pen &amp;amp; another one gave me .. a wink? (Boy how I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Non-Singaporean/Chinese guys.&lt;/span&gt; Think they're so much better than those typical Singaporean Chinese, like eew lah those.) So yah good experience. Hahah &amp;amp; there goes, I won't be working till after O'lvls next year :D /&amp;amp;Don't feel like revealing my N'lvl results, it's like so shitty &amp;amp; average :/ Mainly because I deproved in my Additional Mathematics &amp;amp; Chinese's argh =.=!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else to add .. Oh yeah I think I'm a little used to not blogging much anymore. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I might not be coming back for a long time or it's either I'd come back with many. &lt;/span&gt;Weird interest nowadays but food addiction forever stays [: Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-399777760637560698?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/399777760637560698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=399777760637560698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/399777760637560698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/399777760637560698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/ring-bell.html' title='Ring a bell.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3660831406324594710</id><published>2009-12-12T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T02:45:06.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never felt this way ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love Black. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-3660831406324594710?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3660831406324594710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3660831406324594710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3660831406324594710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3660831406324594710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-felt-this-way-ever.html' title='Never felt this way ever.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-4251556888725085239</id><published>2009-12-09T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:27:07.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew from the start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/simple_by_wednesdayEgo.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="345" width="285" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working alternate days with Baby, waiting for the major Great Singapore X'mas Fair coming up next.  (18-20Dec) Actually I got to admit I was weak, yeah I won't get sick anymore :D I'm feeling so much better without the Dracula look that scares people away when I was ill. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm so craving for Sakae's Buffet! Oh ya there's the hearty restaurant in Orchard Central which serves great abalone dishes &amp;amp; no I haven't tried before but $22+ is hmm, not bad? Though I'd rather go for Kushinbo's buffet which is at almost the same price. Crap, &lt;s&gt;oh ya did I tell you I've gained weight? &lt;/s&gt;Shan't eat so much anymore. Damn. Ohya I'm starting to love Crepes! $2 ones are good enough but those $5.90 ones are awesome, might be trying them later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s}&lt;/strong&gt; Blogging @workplace now so can't type much bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-4251556888725085239?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/4251556888725085239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=4251556888725085239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4251556888725085239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/4251556888725085239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-knew-from-start.html' title='I knew from the start.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-5132365426509086674</id><published>2009-12-05T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T01:43:00.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diseases.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every embarrassing thing happened to me today.&lt;br /&gt;While travelling on the train, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coughed repeatedly (non-stop!) for 4stops&lt;/span&gt; and looked up to find that &lt;strong&gt;everyone was staring at me&lt;/strong&gt; with the face of "Omg does this girl have a new disease the world has yet to know? Better stay away from her." &amp;amp;some kinder souls with "Oh, bless you @.@" / Was so embarrassed I alighted even though its not my stop. &amp;amp;Same thing happened on the next train. So going to see doctor tomorrow Dx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong I think I'm down with Pneumonia (which I've gotten when I was 10), every symptoms are the same except for the fever. But I don't mind getting it, I mean .. &lt;s&gt;I so wished to be hospitalized.&lt;/s&gt; :D I love the food in hospital. :O &amp;amp;&amp;amp; .. Okay nothing to say. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I miss my old pet pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-5132365426509086674?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/5132365426509086674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=5132365426509086674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5132365426509086674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/5132365426509086674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/diseases.html' title='Diseases.'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-362006365946143557</id><published>2009-12-04T03:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T03:57:38.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no reason,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; ❤&lt;br /&gt;From the sweetest, to the harshest.&lt;br /&gt;We've been through all, &amp;amp; here comes the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x178/blended-notes/fallsaway.jpg" border="0" height="325" width="315" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Decided to blog a short little post before bed, since my passion for blogging's back bugging me again. Many overdue pictures coming up the next time I'm back, to entertain nobody. :D / First of all, the past few days .. Been busy with nothing besides idling @home or the usual dates with Baby. &amp;amp; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gotten some disease or something, been coughing ever since my 1st job the weekends before. &lt;u&gt;Almost 2weeks&lt;/u&gt; and it hasn't got any better. :/ &amp;amp;Sore eyes up 2days ago till now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloodshot eyes with bloody waterline, disgusting.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;Been looking everywhere for a Less-than-a-month's job, now that I've got Promoter-Phobia (because I got terribly sick) &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;extremely sexy voice and dracula-face&lt;/strong&gt;; tell me, how am I gonna meet the basic requirements even if I found one? D: (Nvm, not expecting much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'm damn happy to receive Scholarship again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not that it's something big&lt;/span&gt; but I was so disappointed to not get any last year you know? &amp;amp;I thought my attendance this year wouldn't help at all. But taking it as my X'mas surprise from er, luck? (Though I believe many people get it too, since my standard is =.=') /Going to dream of getting Chinchillas for X'mas, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreaming itself makes me happy xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s}&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, it's not a 'short' post afterall. /Wish: Lasik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8927571925909692785-362006365946143557?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/362006365946143557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=362006365946143557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/362006365946143557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/362006365946143557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-no-reason.html' title='There&apos;s no reason,'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927571925909692785.post-3044653612711309040</id><published>2009-11-29T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T02:58:00.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want &lt;br /&gt;to Be Happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8927571925909692785-3044653612711309040?l=zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/feeds/3044653612711309040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8927571925909692785&amp;postID=3044653612711309040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3044653612711309040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8927571925909692785/posts/default/3044653612711309040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zigzagg-ers.blogspot.com/2009/11/because.html' title='Because'/><author><name>Missy.Blanche'ese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835509232854140567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZC0GIfST1LU/SHIT1ndM2xI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ReWgHRbi9F4/S220/thisishow.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
