<?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-4754332899411435496</id><updated>2012-01-05T06:58:46.254-08:00</updated><category term='awards.'/><category term='nonsense.'/><category term='birthdays.'/><category term='dance.'/><category term='the list. PMR.'/><category term='school. life. hunger.'/><category term='school. exams. BRATS.'/><category term='talentime'/><category term='school. life.'/><category term='not so normal.'/><category term='sleep. movies. books.'/><category term='school. holidays.'/><category term='movies. weekend.'/><category term='holidays. writing.'/><category term='rehearsals.'/><category term='exams. schools. IAN SOMERHALDER. tv shows.'/><category term='books. grief.'/><category term='holidays. harry potter. fat. movies. FUN.'/><category term='family.'/><category term='birthdays. :)'/><category term='school. exams. IAN SOMERHALDER.'/><category term='school. charity.'/><category term='english. brits.'/><category term='food.'/><category term='music.'/><category term='school. exams. birthdays.'/><category term='MY BIRTHDAY. presents. joy.'/><category term='movies. list.'/><category term='utterly funny-duddy.'/><category term='family. friends.'/><category term='school. sports. 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NARNIA.'/><category term='utterly funny-duddy'/><category term='school. hot guys. time.'/><category term='dates.'/><category term='holidays. fat.'/><category term='tags.'/><category term='BRATS. birthdays.'/><category term='silly joshua.'/><category term='of the UTMOST IMPORTANCE. :D'/><category term='ian somerhalder. nina dobrev. stress.'/><category term='smart nonsense.'/><category term='coral.'/><category term='school.'/><category term='ian somerhalder. tv shows. exams. school. rag day.'/><category term='kevin.'/><category term='allergies. books.'/><title type='text'>fits of amanda</title><subtitle type='html'>coz everything looks better from way up here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>310</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5130857163810209503</id><published>2012-01-05T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:48:01.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random nonsense.'/><title type='text'>howdy.</title><content type='html'>well i got this sudden urge to start blathering on and on about nonsensical things in my own brilliant way, so i decided to blog! yay!! or not. i donno. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyy, it's a new year and all, so happy new year! (i'm like. 5 days late, but as the saying goes : better late than never! right? right? or did i get it wrong? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, i've basically been a sloth these few months after SPM. uhuh. you want a picture of a sloth? go look for one yourself. i'm too lazy to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, i've just like. lost it. my urge to blog. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladeedaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! since i don't feel like exercising my fat, meaty fingers anymore, here's a video that i like! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WTALbWsDcPA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and here's another. just coz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7NhROgnIkGY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually no. it's coz i really like this song and i think she's super pretty. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. ciao for now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5130857163810209503?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5130857163810209503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5130857163810209503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2012/01/howdy.html' title='howdy.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WTALbWsDcPA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2606504153272384944</id><published>2011-03-16T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T06:00:11.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>howl at the moon.</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, i stayed up till 1 a.m. watching videos of wolves :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qHCcunc7SHo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5T-ZThSE5rQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YUbmt-ze_os" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HyG3XzsT2_s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2606504153272384944?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2606504153272384944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2606504153272384944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2011/03/howl-at-moon.html' title='howl at the moon.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qHCcunc7SHo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4042223077726601767</id><published>2011-03-02T03:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T04:07:18.246-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food. shows.'/><title type='text'>say what you mean.</title><content type='html'>so lately, (actually today) i've been watching food vlogs on youtube. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1sffYOXq4Iw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gGDtPJzh_0s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WGgwdacErks" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qtNpONtWqas" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF MY VERY FAVORITES :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BFrkRFgHLVk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy is magic. his food looks like ryguruyfijdsmkx. yea. it's indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an awesomesauce video on apple pie :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YQF38qysPiE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super duper hungry. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here's this &lt;a href="http://tvrecappersanonymous.wordpress.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; i visit for recaps on tv shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. so yea. my stomach's grumbling. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-4042223077726601767?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4042223077726601767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4042223077726601767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2011/03/say-what-you-mean.html' title='say what you mean.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1sffYOXq4Iw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7689523096866335158</id><published>2011-02-15T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T04:10:21.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. hot guys. time.'/><title type='text'>bang bang boom.</title><content type='html'>i have no time. literally. it's like this : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://itmanagement.earthweb.com/img/2008/02/notime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 680px;" src="http://itmanagement.earthweb.com/img/2008/02/notime.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have time to even BREATHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet i am doing this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i amaze myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's another time-consuming &lt;a href="http://www.lumosity.com/brain-games/flexibility-games/word-bubbles"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; that i think the whole world should start visiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, don't mind the self-promotion, but visit our (shared by Ashleigh and I) &lt;a href="http://doublescoopsofbloo.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;! occasional funny things can be found there, along with pictures of really good-looking males; it's a two-for-one bonus! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's all for now. CLICK ON BOTH THE LINKS UP THERE FOR THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE. or not. :P you know, whatever floats your boat, doode. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7689523096866335158?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7689523096866335158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7689523096866335158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2011/02/bang-bang-boom.html' title='bang bang boom.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4038344355430988461</id><published>2011-02-08T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T05:47:02.846-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. holidays.'/><title type='text'>awkward potato/octopus.</title><content type='html'>i have a good many things to do right now, but i don't feel like doing them, however, i know that i will do all of it, despite the fact that it might mean me sacrificing all my sleep. because i spend too much time on the internet looking at funny things.. for example, i don't feel like finishing up my math because i've been busy with this &lt;a href="http://theoatmeal.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you click on it, i'm pretty sure you won't wanna leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i really hope you finish your homework before you click on that link. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SHOUT OUT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CARMEN&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AISHAH&lt;/span&gt; because they apparently still read my blog. i say apparently because they told me to update properly like. two to three months ago? but i never really got round to it. heh. so maybe they don't check no more. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. well. RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you be graced with loads of angpao. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm  so sleepy. in fact, i'm sleepy all the time. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yawn&lt;/span&gt;.  there is not a single second whereby i don't feel like lying down, closing my eyes and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye now. i will attempt to do my work, like i should have done ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TVFIrEgs65I/AAAAAAAAAho/LiSAcbGZZ2w/s1600/%2528via%2Bfuckyeahtomfelton%252C%2Bloldemort%2529%25250AHAHAHA%2Bohmygosh%2Bawesome.%2B%253AP%25250Aoo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TVFIrEgs65I/AAAAAAAAAho/LiSAcbGZZ2w/s320/%2528via%2Bfuckyeahtomfelton%252C%2Bloldemort%2529%25250AHAHAHA%2Bohmygosh%2Bawesome.%2B%253AP%25250Aoo.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571314118816492434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-4038344355430988461?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4038344355430988461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4038344355430988461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2011/02/awkward-potatooctopus.html' title='awkward potato/octopus.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TVFIrEgs65I/AAAAAAAAAho/LiSAcbGZZ2w/s72-c/%2528via%2Bfuckyeahtomfelton%252C%2Bloldemort%2529%25250AHAHAHA%2Bohmygosh%2Bawesome.%2B%253AP%25250Aoo.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8270599902074316792</id><published>2010-12-29T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:33:23.488-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S A NEW YEAR.'/><title type='text'>fullstop.</title><content type='html'>so 2010's drawing to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have everything and nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly nothing. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i just realized how absolutely silly that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8270599902074316792?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8270599902074316792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8270599902074316792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/12/fullstop.html' title='fullstop.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7173295572572777949</id><published>2010-12-24T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T05:49:21.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. fat.'/><title type='text'>'tis the season.</title><content type='html'>it's christmas eve, and i'm pretty sure i won't be updating this morrow, so MERRY CHRISTMAS beforehand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been blogging much recently, and i'm pretty sure nobody reads this anymore. (except me. occasionally. when i'm supremely bored) so here's what i've been doing : sleeping late, waking up late, eating, watching tv - WHITNEY WON MASTERCHEF!!!!, watching movies, reading books, watching movies AGAIN, eating some more, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH FUN IS THAT??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. going to penang on monday, where i'll eat some more. i'll be leaving coral at my aunt's house. :( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think. that by the time next year comes 'round, i'll resemble one of those humongous, obese people from wall-e. i'll probably have to roll to school coz i won't fit in the car. and i'll get stuck in the door. which reminds me of the winnie the pooh story. where pooh ate too much honey and got stuck in rabbit's burrow-hole. they starved pooh to get him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna starve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7173295572572777949?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7173295572572777949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7173295572572777949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;tis the season.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7945969725871269597</id><published>2010-12-10T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T22:32:57.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies. NARNIA.'/><title type='text'>FOR NARNIAAAAAAAAA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's saturday, and do you know what that MEANS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means morrow is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and SUNDAY is the day i will be watching &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NARNIA : VOYAGE OF THE DAWN TREADER&lt;/span&gt; (though not in 3d. i know, i'm eating my words.) with manda koh, ash and aishah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited i can barely breath but i must breath in order to live and i must live in order to be able to watch narnia morrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh joy. oh joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7945969725871269597?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7945969725871269597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7945969725871269597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-narniaaaaaaaaa.html' title='FOR NARNIAAAAAAAAA!!!!!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2294659071686295464</id><published>2010-12-07T06:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T06:42:18.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>narnia's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the premier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyugirfdsjokdfnbvlx,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2294659071686295464?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2294659071686295464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2294659071686295464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/12/narnias-out.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7327203065587504766</id><published>2010-12-07T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T05:26:29.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. fat.'/><title type='text'>the truth.</title><content type='html'>I'M BAAAAAACK. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my trip to taiwan &amp; singapore was very very. interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lack of luck astounds me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures shall be up shortly! (maybe, if i feel like it. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. 'tis all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7327203065587504766?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7327203065587504766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7327203065587504766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/12/truth.html' title='the truth.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-355031019327628333</id><published>2010-11-27T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T22:28:38.954-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense.'/><title type='text'>streaks</title><content type='html'>i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm off to taiwan morrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was my mom's birthday (23/11). i made her a video montage, my sister gave her 20000000 cards and my dad gave her a lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in one of those really ancient, gas lamps, except inside there's a lightbulb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom's reaction was priceless. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO REACH 37 000 WORDS TODAY. yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-355031019327628333?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/355031019327628333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/355031019327628333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/11/streaks.html' title='streaks'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7993900131087207122</id><published>2010-11-21T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:59:14.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. :)'/><title type='text'>for the flagellum. coz i'm funky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HAPPY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY AMANDA KOH GEOK LI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congratulations on winning!!! (the scoreboard; for more details &lt;a href="http://gadgetgirl07.wordpress.com/the-scoreboard/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;) - of course, you had &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; help, but we'll overlook that small fact, shall we? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that you're older and not in this country, i donnolah woman. what to tell you ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am insanely proud to say that i am typing this at midnight. :) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I STAYED UP FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt; - amazing, i know, seeing as i love sleep more than anything else in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt; to call you, then decided against it because &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i wasn't sure if you brought your phone with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) i don't quite know the time difference. :P (okay, so this option doesn't really count, but. heh. for all i knew, i could've been calling you at 4 in the morning there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, YOU MUST WATCH NARNIA : VOYAGE OF THE DAWN TREADER (3D) WITH ME OR I WILL KILL YOU. oh OH. now that you're older, you should learn to eat properly, i.e. NEATLY - which is really something coming from me. :P sighhhh. i am sorry for flaunting my butt at you numerous times. (but you know you enjoyed it *wink wink*) i refuse to apologize for slapping your arm a lot. :P it is a habit that cannot be contained. :P i miss skyping with youlah, you loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i'm going to surprise you with a marsbar. uhuh. then we'll see who makes who cry. (does that make sense?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i want to say is - and this is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;very very rare&lt;/span&gt; coming from me so here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being such an awesome possum best friend. :) (like making me study, being there for me, telling me to shut up, bullying me occasionally, letting me hit you in retaliation, going through the torture of reading everything i write, putting up with my overall retardedness, sticking up for me, paying for me when i'm broke; which is more often than not, and yea, that is to say, thanks for everything. oh, and also for making the best front cover of a book i've ever seen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're tearing up. this is a pretty dang sweet post, if i may say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : your ice cream awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjex7P6e1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/M7N_a8BR2DM/s1600/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjex7P6e1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/M7N_a8BR2DM/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541924290778790738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjexTPgZ8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tzCphoceebQ/s1600/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjexTPgZ8I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/tzCphoceebQ/s320/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541924280039663554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjexDWVvMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bOROwLY0cz0/s1600/Photo%2B26_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjexDWVvMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/bOROwLY0cz0/s320/Photo%2B26_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541924275773357250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjew5zONqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/rY8rLMpd5FU/s1600/Photo%2B25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjew5zONqI/AAAAAAAAAhA/rY8rLMpd5FU/s320/Photo%2B25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541924273210144418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7993900131087207122?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7993900131087207122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7993900131087207122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-flagellum-coz-im-funky.html' title='for the flagellum. coz i&apos;m funky.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOjex7P6e1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/M7N_a8BR2DM/s72-c/DSC00040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2462031954636732518</id><published>2010-11-19T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T00:09:19.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. harry potter. fat. movies. FUN.'/><title type='text'>detox.</title><content type='html'>my, my. what a busy end to the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday was reportcard day, which means that the prefects spent a good four hours standing. then, we had the year end assembly, which included an array of performances, though i was too tired to actually enjoy them. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my report card was okay. meh. could've done better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;straight after the assembly, it was off to ashleigh's house for her SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY PARTY THING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TUMBLR HUSBAND! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the gist of it : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming, had my nose turn purple, received a hat with '&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;khooster&lt;/span&gt;' engraved on it (thank goodness it wasn't hobo), ate like a pig, slept at 11, apparently mumbled in my sleep, dreamt about cookies, breakfast (scrambled eggs, ham, sausages, baguettes etc.), went on&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; THE WORLDS TALLEST INDOOR TUBE SLIDE&lt;/span&gt;, took a picture with ben10, had juice (shared with amanda koh; thanks for the gingerbread man lauren! :D), went back to ash's, watched the boys game, had lunch (pasta and char kuay teow), watched harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban to psych us up for harry potter and the deathly hallows part 1, ate ruffles, had dinner, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WATCHED HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART ONE&lt;/span&gt;, tried to do the severus snape song thing on the way back but failed, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUCCEEDED&lt;/span&gt; right before we reached ash's house, slept, punched amanda koh in the eye while sleeping, had breakfast (hashbrowns, eggs, toast), went home, had piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;epic, i know (especially the end - i mean, piano after all that? whoaaaa). ahahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what really bummed me out though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that they didn't show the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;narnia&lt;/span&gt; trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch  it here : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fjj_sGlpC9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fjj_sGlpC9U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote ashleigh, "every other advertisement is like a slap in the face (to me), and the card advertisement with some narnia promotion is like a punch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i'm paraphrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING ASHLEIGH. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, also, also. ENJOY YOUR TRIP TO LONDON AMANDA KOH. (bring skandar back, yeah?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off to taiwan next next week, then from there, i'll be going to singapore (universal studios baybeh!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. life's gooooood. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, my nanowrimo is suffering. another hundred words to 25 000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. CAN. DO. THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBvnw5ouI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SmLv2BhQyf8/s1600/DSC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBvnw5ouI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SmLv2BhQyf8/s320/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541540521630606050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBvajHTAI/AAAAAAAAAgw/IZ_XmVpxJg8/s1600/DSC00837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBvajHTAI/AAAAAAAAAgw/IZ_XmVpxJg8/s320/DSC00837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541540518083120130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBu_uet0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/iKxv2VTEIBw/s1600/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBu_uet0I/AAAAAAAAAgo/iKxv2VTEIBw/s320/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541540510883034946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBusO7G3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/U7QWuj_hskw/s1600/DSC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBusO7G3I/AAAAAAAAAgg/U7QWuj_hskw/s320/DSC00834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541540505650404210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2462031954636732518?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2462031954636732518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2462031954636732518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/11/detox.html' title='detox.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TOeBvnw5ouI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SmLv2BhQyf8/s72-c/DSC00838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3259249697020175625</id><published>2010-11-06T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T07:28:49.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. nanowrimo. the vampire diaries.'/><title type='text'>the main mane.</title><content type='html'>i. am. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so cool. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. 12 104 words. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YO' FACES PEOPLE WHO DID NOT BELIEVE IN ME. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is going to be a pretty pointless post. no sharp edges here. (getit getit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was varun's open house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAPPY DEEPAVALI EVERYBODY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his house is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i had too many cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMON TOLD ELENA HE LOVES HER. (then proceeded to erase her memory, but that's not the point - see what i mean about no sharp edges? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been staring at the computer for too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like zombies too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3259249697020175625?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3259249697020175625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3259249697020175625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/11/main-mane.html' title='the main mane.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1803827054675408463</id><published>2010-10-31T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:07:37.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excerpts.'/><title type='text'>excerpts.</title><content type='html'>bits and pieces from the book thief : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rudy?&lt;br /&gt;She did more than mouth the word now. “Rudy?”&lt;br /&gt;He lay with his yellow hair and closed eyes, and the book thief ran toward him and fell down. She dropped the black book. “Rudy,” she sobbed, “wake up….” She grabbed him by his shirt and gave him just the slightest disbelieving shake. “Wake up Rudy,” and now, as the sky went on heating and showering ash, Liesel was holding Rudy Steiner’s shirt by the front. “Rudy, please.” The tears grappled with her face. “Rudy, please, wake up, ***damn it, wake up, I love you. Come on, Rudy, come on, Jesse Owens, don’t you know I love you, wake up, wake up, wake up….”&lt;br /&gt;But nothing cared.&lt;br /&gt;The rubble just climbed higher. Concrete hills with caps of red. A beautiful, tear-stomped girl, shaking the dead.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on, Jesse Owens—-“&lt;br /&gt;But the boy did not wake.&lt;br /&gt;In disbelief, Liesel buried her head into Rudy’s chest. She held his limp body trying to keep him from lolling back, until she needed to return him to the butchered ground. She did it gently.&lt;br /&gt;Slow. Slow.&lt;br /&gt;“God, Rudy…”&lt;br /&gt;She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Liesel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of an anarchist’s suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers. her hands were trembling, her lips were fleshy, and she leaned in once more, this time losing control and misjudging it. Their teeth collided on the demolished world of Himmel Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He stood in the waist-deep in the water for a few moments longer before climbing out and handing her the book. His trousers clung to him, and he did not stop walking. In truth, I think he was afraid. Rudy Steiner was scared of the Book Thief’s kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again, and would go to his grave without them.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1803827054675408463?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1803827054675408463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1803827054675408463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/excerpts.html' title='excerpts.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8574515465572929331</id><published>2010-10-31T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:04:53.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books. grief.'/><title type='text'>oddities.</title><content type='html'>i am very, very, very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; at the bit in the book thief (excellent book by the way) where rudy steiner gets hit by a bomb. and dies. well, in actuality, liesel and rudy's entire street got hit by a bomb and everyone dies. except liesel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've stopped reading to prevent further heartache. instead, i'm currently scouring fanfiction.net for fanfics on rudy and liesel coz i'm pathetic like that. (and i really, really don't want to cry. :P i'm hoping the fanfics will cheer me up. coz y'know, they end up together in the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish he didn't have to die. :( WHYYYYY. WHYYYY. it's like finnick and fred and archer all over again. seriously. i CANNOT have a (living) favorite character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP rudy steiner. so blond. so pretty. so young. so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8574515465572929331?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8574515465572929331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8574515465572929331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/oddities.html' title='oddities.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1619886070203242650</id><published>2010-10-03T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T03:27:32.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. exams. birthdays.'/><title type='text'>what are you waiting for?</title><content type='html'>mellow. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's been a while, hasn't it? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. i can't seem to remember anything significant that's happened to me recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;acute sinusitis&lt;/span&gt;. that's what's been causing my head to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;pound&lt;/span&gt; and all that. and if it becomes chronic, i'll have to go for surgery. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. i finally read my ARC of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;. a review will be posted up soon. mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals are looming near and my attention span seems to have decreased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means it's now a speck. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've taken to watching&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; melissa and joey&lt;/span&gt; - it's very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CONGRATS TO EVERYONE WHO MANAGED TO REACH THE TOP OF KINABALU! :D&lt;/span&gt; (and even if you didn't kudos to you too, coz it must've taken lots of strength to even make it halfway up. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coral's taken to gnawing on wires. sigh. speaking of which, her birthday's coming up soon! my puppy's gonna be a dog!! wait. did that make sense? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on friday, ann took a candid pic of me on ash's camera. (my first ever pic with the monstrosity that is my coconut-like hair) the result was so. embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go listen to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;animal&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;neon trees&lt;/span&gt;! and and and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;signs of life&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;andrew belle&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. off to do math homework. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1619886070203242650?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1619886070203242650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1619886070203242650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-are-you-waiting-for.html' title='what are you waiting for?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-652254899445222899</id><published>2010-09-12T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T07:45:23.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utterly funny-duddy.'/><title type='text'>relapse.</title><content type='html'>hellooooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been neglecting blogger quite a lil bit - besides that really strange post. heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'd just read this really disturbing story that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; me out to no end. so yea. i am STILL trying to understand it. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA EVERYONE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to say, what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much's been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lying low. watching from the sidelines. all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vampire diaries is BACK. season 2 baybe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and um. mockingjay was finally released. got it for my b'day present (kudos to manda koh). i didn't particularly like it. left me with a very. empty feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i totally ship finnick/johanna. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss miss miss. miss this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-652254899445222899?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/652254899445222899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/652254899445222899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/09/relapse.html' title='relapse.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2523505547682053050</id><published>2010-09-06T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:29:19.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense.'/><title type='text'>dizzy.</title><content type='html'>whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain resembles green jelly now. the jelly is pushing against my skull and i have a headache. head. ache. achy head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throb. throb. throb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i should be doing something, anything, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to understand but i &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAN'T&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because it's so twisted and my brain has turned into a pretzel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry but i'm full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no guts guts guts. intestines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not making any &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i don't think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumdeedumdeedum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2523505547682053050?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2523505547682053050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2523505547682053050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/09/dizzy.html' title='dizzy.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1568739009433930366</id><published>2010-08-24T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T02:23:41.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awards.'/><title type='text'>oh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/THOPHOjFP2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/B4Waipxa_yw/s1600/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/THOPHOjFP2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/B4Waipxa_yw/s320/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508904123531345762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ESSAY GOT A BRONZE AWARD. hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/THOPTw2QUcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7HbJH-8oKq0/s1600/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 19px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/THOPTw2QUcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/7HbJH-8oKq0/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508904338896998850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1568739009433930366?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1568739009433930366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1568739009433930366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh.html' title='oh.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/THOPHOjFP2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/B4Waipxa_yw/s72-c/Picture+9.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5234354250948713756</id><published>2010-08-19T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T05:54:37.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MY BIRTHDAY. presents. joy.'/><title type='text'>merci.</title><content type='html'>so, in case you didn't know, yesterday, (18/8/1994) was my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;KIMBERLEY TAN's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ELLY LEE's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GUYS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post, is to thank EVERYONE who wished me, got me stuff and yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0IVoYnBI/AAAAAAAAAew/XPZlZSC4q6c/s1600/DSC00808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0IVoYnBI/AAAAAAAAAew/XPZlZSC4q6c/s320/DSC00808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507044868449934354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you andrea, for the very very &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;useful&lt;/span&gt; pencil case and stationery. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0I28jUkI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4F5yAxEPJ0g/s1600/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0I28jUkI/AAAAAAAAAe4/4F5yAxEPJ0g/s320/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507044877392892482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you joanne, for the adorable toy and for lending me ravensgate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0wKtY2VI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lFtZL8yBzXs/s1600/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0wKtY2VI/AAAAAAAAAfA/lFtZL8yBzXs/s320/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507045552712898898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you lavvy for the purse, which i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; needed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0wcHiEUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uidLZDFaFI4/s1600/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0wcHiEUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uidLZDFaFI4/s320/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507045557385957698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you bryan wong, for the. thing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you ashleighhhh, my tumblr &lt;u&gt;HUSBAND&lt;/u&gt;, for fire and graceling. i can now delete the pdf copies in my mac. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz1A646C7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/EH8wqLxfJrA/s1600/DSC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz1A646C7I/AAAAAAAAAfY/EH8wqLxfJrA/s320/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507045840524020658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you AMINAHHHHHHH for the special gift you mailed me, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALL THE WAY FROM PENANG&lt;/span&gt;. and the letter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz1PcnLdsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UZyk7PNJjS0/s1600/DSC00815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz1PcnLdsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/UZyk7PNJjS0/s320/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507046090094638786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;a href="http://blur-robot.blogspot.com"&gt;amandakohgeokli&lt;/a&gt; for the blogpost, for staying up till 12 to wish me but failing coz i was asleep :P, and for mockingjay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you mithrraaaa for ravensgate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you JIMMY, for calling &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ALL THE WAY FROM AUSSIELAND&lt;/span&gt; to wish me happy birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to conclude this blogpost, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. for putting up with my retardedness, ADD-like symptoms (i'm learning, ya see andrea?) and for generally being great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your cards/letters/notes were so sweet - they stress upon how amazingly strange i can be. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your name may not be here, (probably because you didn't do anything remarkable enough to make it to this list. i kid, i kid. :P), but know that I'M GRATEFUL! :D THANKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, thanks for reading this, whomever you are. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5234354250948713756?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5234354250948713756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5234354250948713756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/08/merci.html' title='merci.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TGz0IVoYnBI/AAAAAAAAAew/XPZlZSC4q6c/s72-c/DSC00808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3090445552755546799</id><published>2010-07-28T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:47:21.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inception. ellen page. joseph gordon-levitt.'/><title type='text'>'nuff said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TFBC6iFZb_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/feoafHlcjqk/s1600/(via+breakingthehabits).jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TFBC6iFZb_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/feoafHlcjqk/s320/(via+breakingthehabits).jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498968718368665586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3090445552755546799?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3090445552755546799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3090445552755546799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/nuff-said.html' title='&apos;nuff said.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TFBC6iFZb_I/AAAAAAAAAeo/feoafHlcjqk/s72-c/(via+breakingthehabits).jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5475226614655770816</id><published>2010-07-26T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:16:39.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies. weekend.'/><title type='text'>drool.</title><content type='html'>so last weekend was really really hectic for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, tropicana had this kind of. street party thing. and yea. loads of food. ate like a glutton. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, however, was spent watching not one, but &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, (heh, i woke up late) i watched &lt;s&gt;deceptible&lt;/s&gt; despicable me with amanda koh. we were originally supposed to watch it with like. 10 other people, but everyone else bailed because a certain &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; booked the wrong time AND lost the booking number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor manda and i ended up having to line up and re-purchase the seats. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was nice. :) i totally spaced and forgot to bring money along, so manda had to act as the 'guy' and pay for everything. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i watched inception with my family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it. was. AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite moment : [spoiler-ish alert! - also, please note that this isn't exactly what they said. i paraphrased]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariadne : why are they staring at us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arthur : they're looking for the dreamer, me. quick gimme a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smooch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ariadne : they're still looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arthur : [smirk] well, it was worth a shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire theatre was aww-ing i tell you! and it totally helped that the not-really-couple-but-you-can-soooo-see-the-romantic-tension consisted of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TE17z1B6eVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-TbTT8X9XAQ/s1600/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TE17z1B6eVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-TbTT8X9XAQ/s320/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498186850427894098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) joseph gordon-levitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) ellen page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of whom are amazing at what they do. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, what i want to say is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WATCH INCEPTION.&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and despicable me&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally worth your money. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5475226614655770816?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5475226614655770816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5475226614655770816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-last-weekend-was-really-really.html' title='drool.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TE17z1B6eVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-TbTT8X9XAQ/s72-c/Picture+9.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8078203895023900029</id><published>2010-07-21T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T06:23:08.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. :)'/><title type='text'>shmirk.</title><content type='html'>i seem to be updating this blog pretty regularly now. probably because i'm uber lazy and this is just another way for me to procrastinate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nura's sweet sixteenth was last sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awebulous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. there was garlic bread. :) this resulted to alot of teasing about my bad garlic breath. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything else was kinda fuzzy - probably due to the fact that my glasses were hijacked. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEbzSoLntGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z7amVA_HEh8/s1600/photo-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEbzSoLntGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z7amVA_HEh8/s320/photo-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496347896601621602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        the birthday girl and i in CILC. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEbzffwiitI/AAAAAAAAAeY/1gEDGtisbWI/s1600/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEbzffwiitI/AAAAAAAAAeY/1gEDGtisbWI/s320/photo.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496348117678852818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some kind of incentive in my life. really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8078203895023900029?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8078203895023900029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8078203895023900029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/shmirk.html' title='shmirk.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEbzSoLntGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z7amVA_HEh8/s72-c/photo-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6820084083272503198</id><published>2010-07-19T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T03:33:24.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random nonsense.'/><title type='text'>oodles of noodles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEQp06QOiFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0pCuHn5Dt4k/s1600/Photo+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEQp06QOiFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0pCuHn5Dt4k/s320/Photo+339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495563434266101842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a google shirt! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-6820084083272503198?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6820084083272503198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6820084083272503198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/oodles-of-noodles.html' title='oodles of noodles.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TEQp06QOiFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0pCuHn5Dt4k/s72-c/Photo+339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8347233334997030233</id><published>2010-07-18T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T03:00:14.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food.'/><title type='text'>for the sake of propriety.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was commencements. during which i was a traybearer. meaning i had to stand for the entire duration of the ceremony, thus causing my legs to now resemble jelly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to console me, my dad offered to get me ben &amp; jerry's. so today, off we went in search of a pint of the lovely thing that they call ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, we found it. i got myself a pint of half baked ben &amp; jerry's whilst my dad got a tub of very rocky road. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQiYUh9lI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mtsXqj5WPFE/s1600/Photo+338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQiYUh9lI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mtsXqj5WPFE/s320/Photo+338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495183784408118866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQh-XxdxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/znWl6N_W8cU/s1600/Photo+337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQh-XxdxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/znWl6N_W8cU/s320/Photo+337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495183777442395922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQhpbDC2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0NQelgP41Eo/s1600/Photo+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQhpbDC2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/0NQelgP41Eo/s320/Photo+336.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495183771818986338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really be doing my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8347233334997030233?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8347233334997030233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8347233334997030233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-sake-of-propriety.html' title='for the sake of propriety.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TELQiYUh9lI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mtsXqj5WPFE/s72-c/Photo+338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2326343407774551335</id><published>2010-07-11T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T06:01:34.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books. annoyance.'/><title type='text'>and i say.</title><content type='html'>on friday, my mom took my sister and i out to borders at the curve coz of some promotion astro was having [astrolife i think]. anyway, it literally felt like heaven for me. you see, all the books were on sale. every single book was being sold at a discounted price - ranging from 10% - 70%! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, being the opportunist i am, i saw my chance. you see, my mother very very very very very very rarely lets me buy books. in fact, almost all my books have either been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) birthday/christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) bought by yours truly - through some really hardcore saving and angpau money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, because this was a once in a lifetime chance that i simply could not pass up, i mean come on, it was so cheap! i begged my mom to allow me to buy 3 books. :) she agreed, but only with the condition that these books are to be my birthday presents and like the little nerd i am, i agreed. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this, actually, isn't the reason i'm blogging right now. i just really really wanna vent about the stooooooooopid ending of the key, which is the last book of the guardians of time series by marianne curley - the series i ended up purchasing as my b'day prezzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are three books altogether, namely the named, the dark and the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-bF_SqXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/sIMisE3CXWo/s1600/41REYBZ8JQL.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-bF_SqXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/sIMisE3CXWo/s320/41REYBZ8JQL.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492630593228417394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-ceajehI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9dM5QUSiTWg/s1600/9781408804483.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-ceajehI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9dM5QUSiTWg/s320/9781408804483.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492630616965085714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-bp3vxmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_rtTPSRd_Js/s1600/3423-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-bp3vxmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_rtTPSRd_Js/s320/3423-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492630602860447330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the rough synopsis of the entire series, thanks to wikipedia. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The plot of the trilogy consists of the Guardians of Time (the Guard), trying to protect the past, present, and future by traveling into the past to thwart their enemies, the Order of Chaos (the Order), who are trying to change past events to give themselves more power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whilst this may sound really retarded and geeky, the series is actually pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't know if you know this, but i'm one to skip to the endings of books. :P i donno why, but i concur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after reading the first book [coz i needed to get to know the characters first], i skipped straight to the last few pages of the key and discovered that my favorite character, a boy named ethan, ends up getting together with this really really humongous prat who goes by the name of rochelle. I MEAN COME ON. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's hot, and while she may be described as not ugly, THEY DO NOT BELONG TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons why marianne curley should really re-release the key and change the ending :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) rochelle is mean. like. really really really mean. [she totally ruined matt and ethan's friendship! even though she was under the influence of the order, i still say this is no excuse]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) she was a spy for the order. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHE WORKED FOR THE BAD GUYS&lt;/span&gt;. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) she's not hot enough for ethan. point is, no one's hot enough for him. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, well. whilst these may not seem like very dominant factors, i still say it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; for them to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid all three books will have to go into temporary storage until i can get over my longing to throw the key at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : the whole arkarian and isabel pairing is just plain weird. which parent names his kid &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;arkarian&lt;/span&gt;?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2326343407774551335?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2326343407774551335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2326343407774551335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-i-say.html' title='and i say.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDm-bF_SqXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/sIMisE3CXWo/s72-c/41REYBZ8JQL.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4350218339175792795</id><published>2010-07-08T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T08:12:08.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english. brits.'/><title type='text'>funkay town.</title><content type='html'>hello there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10.52 pm and i'm currently skyping with amanda koh. whilst she's on the phone with mit. here's my bored look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDXqLJVg4WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jXa7sxZNk9o/s1600/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDXqLJVg4WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jXa7sxZNk9o/s320/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491552797853802850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're trying to practice our english oral. about exams. and not just ANY exams, but the maybe-to-be-abolished public exams. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently speaking with a british accent and amusing amanda with my amazing wit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized. it's really hard to speak with a british accent in malay. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-4350218339175792795?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4350218339175792795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4350218339175792795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/funkay-town.html' title='funkay town.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDXqLJVg4WI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jXa7sxZNk9o/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3218921865468437907</id><published>2010-07-06T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T07:40:48.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies. books.'/><title type='text'>because love, love is never finished.</title><content type='html'>i feel a headache coming on. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not even like we've had an unbelievable amount of homework lately! (not to jinx it, of course) for some strange reason, i've been &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crankier, wackier, 'abusive-er', meaner&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... the list goes on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's due to the fact that i'm itching like crazy and my nose is a leaking tap. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to hurry up and destroy the unknown substance that is causing my stoopid allergic reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i just might end up blowing the world into smithereens with my temper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sweethearts by sara zarr is such an amazing read. it kinda made me tear up a little bit. :P the title of this post is actually my favorite line from this book, sappy as it may seem. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3218921865468437907?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3218921865468437907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3218921865468437907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/because-love-love-is-never-finished.html' title='because love, love is never finished.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3067302172042023530</id><published>2010-07-04T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T00:53:59.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet. tv shows. homework.'/><title type='text'>maybe.</title><content type='html'>it's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JULY&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowzers. time sure flies. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyy, i haven't had internet this past week, so i'm cherishing it right now. i have like, twenty tabs open. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was my sister's ballet concert. the theme? glee-fully malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite cool, quite cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the grade 7 juniors dance made me feel so. nostalgic. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought the performances were really, really good. mhmm. the singing was nice too, albeit a little random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had indonesian exchange students visiting our school last week. well, technically because it's sunday, this week. yup. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of my lack of internet, i spent my entire (eventless) week watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDA9VBUXQcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Z4hIkcVPKow/s1600/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDA9VBUXQcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Z4hIkcVPKow/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489955377105027522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to finish all three seasons, and i just have to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERMAN IS A SPY. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm procrastinating. i should really be writing my duty report, probate report, sejarah essay dialog thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios, amigos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3067302172042023530?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3067302172042023530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3067302172042023530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/07/maybe.html' title='maybe.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TDA9VBUXQcI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Z4hIkcVPKow/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-736606834485649973</id><published>2010-06-19T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T23:57:00.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. harry potter. fat. movies. FUN.'/><title type='text'>the end of the end.</title><content type='html'>it's the last day of holidays, and, coincidentally, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FATHER'S DAY&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad my dad's in vietnam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my two weeks of lovely freedom gaining 20 kg, sleeping till 3pm, re-reading harry potter and watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, there is a heaven on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i wasted all my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-736606834485649973?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/736606834485649973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/736606834485649973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/06/end-of-end.html' title='the end of the end.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6656531937572366429</id><published>2010-06-01T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:42:15.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ian somerhalder. nina dobrev. stress.'/><title type='text'>gasp gasp gasp.</title><content type='html'>prepare yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for an ian somerhalder + nina dobrev spam. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJXAvvjCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nl3Z7uIUPew/s1600/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJXAvvjCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nl3Z7uIUPew/s320/Picture+13.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477794812707965986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJWhqNJuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PK7UBtnuCU0/s1600/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJWhqNJuI/AAAAAAAAAc4/PK7UBtnuCU0/s320/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477794804363241186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJV7KPliI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IxWEs_t8sKM/s1600/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJV7KPliI/AAAAAAAAAcw/IxWEs_t8sKM/s320/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477794794028635682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*these photos belong to their respective owners. credits to : &lt;a href="http://www.fuckyeahiansomerhalder.tumblr.com"&gt;fuckyeahiansomerhalder.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDEe9HKQJgg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IDEe9HKQJgg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't they look like such an adorable couple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad they're not together. :( (HAHA. ashleigh thought they were!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. this is how i cope with stress - stalking famous people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you do it too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-6656531937572366429?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6656531937572366429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6656531937572366429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/06/gasp-gasp-gasp.html' title='gasp gasp gasp.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/TAUJXAvvjCI/AAAAAAAAAdA/nl3Z7uIUPew/s72-c/Picture+13.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3556210293572988773</id><published>2010-05-28T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:21:25.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA. :D</title><content type='html'>OHMYGOSH THIS IS SO FUNNY. i'm on omegle and it. is. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like really. i'm totally annoying some poor person somewhere. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3556210293572988773?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3556210293572988773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3556210293572988773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/hahahaha-d.html' title='HAHAHAHA. :D'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7639728301859549696</id><published>2010-05-28T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:03:03.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep. movies. books.'/><title type='text'>correcting corrections.</title><content type='html'>sigh. today's been full of injuries (as usual) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coral accidentally scratched my face when my sister brought her into my room to wake me up. by unceremoniously dumping her onto my face. yes, my sister is absolutely charming. (note the sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jabbed my foot onto a pen cap thing and succeeded in scraping the skin of my foot and. yea. it bled. not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i tripped over thin air today in the curve. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY WATCHED A MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after days, no, weeks, no months of theatre deprivation, i have finally watched (jeng jeng jeng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHREK 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S__oGpDWXSI/AAAAAAAAAcg/EG_sVneaV0M/s1600/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S__oGpDWXSI/AAAAAAAAAcg/EG_sVneaV0M/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350872702573858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is the fourth installment, right? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. there've been so many and my brain's jumbled up. did i mention i slept for 17 hours straight yesterday? and it's 11.51pm now. so. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad, not bad. i totally enjoyed the popcorn though. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also finished reading both need &amp; captivate. by carrie jones, i think. about faeries and supernatural stuff. not as good as power of five though. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in reply to amanda koh's urm. correction? in her blog? is that right? urm anyway, here's what she said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;P.S Mandy, if you are reading this... you made a grammatical error in your recent blog post. :O It's my sister, mum and I. Not me. hehe. Yes, I'm smirking right now. :P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well manda, it's correct grammar. because it's me in the picture. not i in the picture. ergo, my sentence is correct. :) i suppose i've wiped that smirk off your face. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S__oHPWlvkI/AAAAAAAAAco/i6fYZgHgYcg/s1600/Photo+74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S__oHPWlvkI/AAAAAAAAAco/i6fYZgHgYcg/s320/Photo+74.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476350882983820866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was way back in form 2. in manda's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit : hmm. now that i think about it. the usage of 'i' seems more appropriate. dang. gotta check with andrea. :P maybe manda's right after all.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7639728301859549696?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7639728301859549696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7639728301859549696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/correcting-corrections.html' title='correcting corrections.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S__oGpDWXSI/AAAAAAAAAcg/EG_sVneaV0M/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7962008586488813132</id><published>2010-05-26T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T04:18:53.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ian somerhalder. tv shows. exams. school. rag day.'/><title type='text'>driving people up the wall.</title><content type='html'>hi hi HIIIII. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh. it's been a hectic two weeks,filled with exams, exams and. more exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's all done. i've gone through all my papers and now i shall enjoy my (shortlived) freedom. until the next bout of exams come round, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i'm proud of myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i watched tvd's season finale and started yelling at the computer. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, come on. POOR ANNA! she was one of my favourite characters - which has nothing to do with the fact that she's asian. really. :P anyway, sigh. looks like jeremy has really horrible luck when it comes to love. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S_z8FtOoj4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tXDCBoQEnA0/s1600/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S_z8FtOoj4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tXDCBoQEnA0/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475528421946199938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMON AND KATHERINE MAKE OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which translates to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAN SOMERHALDER AND NINA DOBREV MAKE OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find a screenshot of that scene in google. :P so you'll just have to make do of this one where they're standing next to each other looking pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morrow's ReallyAnythingGoes day. signed up for sher's cooking class with ann; i totally can't wait to pig out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired my eyes are like. seesawing shut. but i will now raid my harddrive and watch a movie whilst eating a poptart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. i finally tried pop tarts - and if there's such a thing as a mouthgasm, this is it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also changed my blog layout. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. look what i found!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S_0BD0D-KNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JAbWr5Wasto/s1600/IMG_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S_0BD0D-KNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/JAbWr5Wasto/s320/IMG_1252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475533886978926802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my sister, mom and me (in no particular order - fine. according to the picture it's me, sis then mom) in the british museum! good times, good times; horrible lighting though. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7962008586488813132?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7962008586488813132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7962008586488813132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/driving-people-up-wall.html' title='driving people up the wall.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S_z8FtOoj4I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/tXDCBoQEnA0/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4226527494617252699</id><published>2010-05-12T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T08:13:44.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams. schools. IAN SOMERHALDER. tv shows.'/><title type='text'>the hiatus.</title><content type='html'>ohmy. okay. i swear, really. i'm not touching my computer after this. like. till urm exams are over. but the vampire diaries &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;season finale&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is on thursday! (which means it'll appear on the net by mid-friday. yup.) and the glee episode with &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;neil patrick harris&lt;/span&gt; innit comes out on tuesday! (technically wednesday) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH MEEEEEE. exams are next week and i'm fretting about shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm so terribly sorry ian somerhalder, but i'm afraid i'm only be able to gape at your awesome badass self three weeks from now (give or take). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I GOING TO SURVIVE? HOW HOW HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will now proceed to lock my mac up. somewhere. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-rFYjHFbnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xv7t08mTs7c/s1600/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-rFYjHFbnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xv7t08mTs7c/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470401722927378034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-4226527494617252699?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4226527494617252699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4226527494617252699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus.html' title='the hiatus.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-rFYjHFbnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xv7t08mTs7c/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2441226438182071835</id><published>2010-05-09T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T07:01:15.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. exams. IAN SOMERHALDER.'/><title type='text'>LOOK. LOOK. it's my future husband!</title><content type='html'>i have come realize. that i am useless. no no no. not useless per se, merely urm. unproductive? nope. lazy. that's it. i'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lazy&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. except when it comes to googling up pictures of ian somerhalder and ogling. at his prettiness. but i mean, really. look at the man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-a_060Rm4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6727FNrKMVU/s1600/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-a_060Rm4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6727FNrKMVU/s320/Picture+4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469269713350663042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid year's next week. and i have yet to study my brains out. wait. that didn't come out right. i need my brains. i'm pretty sure i meant something else entirely. but my head is just so full of nonsensical &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bleh&lt;/span&gt; right now. i can't form a proper, sane thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saaa. [via vampire diaries, i have learnt that this is a japanese word which means hmm, wouldn't wanna comment, golly gee, i really couldn't say]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i will now. urm. yea. i've yet to figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;happy mother's day ya'll! :D&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2441226438182071835?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2441226438182071835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2441226438182071835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-look-its-my-future-husband.html' title='LOOK. LOOK. it&apos;s my future husband!'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/S-a_060Rm4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/6727FNrKMVU/s72-c/Picture+4.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3572929246926184647</id><published>2010-05-06T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T08:01:39.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't forget.</title><content type='html'>haha. hi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urm. i know i've been m.i.a. [missing in armani ;)] lately. heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just say everything's been. everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day has ended. SELADANG got first. march pastlah. but still. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and. hmm. what else? i can't seem to think. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really be studying. or at least. do something productive-ish. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. it's been a horrible week. like. really really bad. i won't make you suffer with the details. suffice to say i can't wait for next week to come. :P (I WALKED INTO A WALL. thing. WHO DOES THAT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. yea. :P hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here. watch this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pac4fa5w9Jo&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pac4fa5w9Jo&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnBeQe_p1Tc&amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnBeQe_p1Tc&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna marry ian somerhalder. uhuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3572929246926184647?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3572929246926184647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3572929246926184647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/05/haha.html' title='don&apos;t forget.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7178804596962902131</id><published>2010-03-27T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T03:14:19.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. sports. CCB.'/><title type='text'>steps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;hellooooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;games carnival has just ended. i don't know if i should rejoice or 'dejoice'. haha. getit getit? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i mean, with it came fun, sun and a whole week of no school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;but it also came with sports. which is a huge nono for me. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;for example, i played rugby and proceeded to get a HORRIBLE muscle cramp. i wasn't even being TACKLED. haha. so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;thanks to all the CCB &amp;amp; non-CCB members who helped me with the booth. :) haha. you guys are awesome friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;mhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;oh. justin bieber's new album isn't THAAAAAT bad. ya hear andrea? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hope you don't see me blush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but i can't help but want you more, more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- if we ever meet again (timbaland ft. katy perry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4754332899411435496-7178804596962902131?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7178804596962902131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7178804596962902131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/steps.html' title='steps.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3484355519899677677</id><published>2010-03-21T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T05:54:48.479-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies. school.'/><title type='text'>muchness</title><content type='html'>it's the last day of hols. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't want it to end just yet. i haven't gotten enough sleep! i'm totally not ready to face my horrible add math and chemistry marks. it feels entirely impossible for me to haul my butt of my bed to get to school morrow. uhuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but. because i am spectacularly awesome, i will somehow do it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. i watched alice in wonderland. yes. lovely movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna &lt;s&gt;marry&lt;/s&gt; own the cheshire cat.&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/4754332899411435496-3484355519899677677?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3484355519899677677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3484355519899677677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/muchness.html' title='muchness'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5949714598108765289</id><published>2010-03-17T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T01:30:14.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BRATS. birthdays.'/><title type='text'>schnapp.</title><content type='html'>back from penang!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighty. let's get down to business then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday was spent getting to know everybody and learning basic technicalities. we were dumped on the streets of penang on sunday and monday to complete our assignments. monday night was. legen- wait for it -dary! watched the end products of our hard work on tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in all, it was. well. there's no word in the dictionary to describe itlah. really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made loads of new memories and will definitely miss everybody. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do visit : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pgbrats.tumblr.com"&gt;tumblr (brats)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and and. we're in the newspaper! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AISHAH! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fellow BRAT. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY BERNARD! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loserrrr. :P hahaha. you're sooooo old now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay then, later. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5949714598108765289?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5949714598108765289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5949714598108765289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/schnapp.html' title='schnapp.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1207019327299709061</id><published>2010-03-10T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T01:48:15.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. exams. BRATS.'/><title type='text'>RA-RA-RA-A-A.</title><content type='html'>melllloooww. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;add math was killer. really. i think it was worse than physics. is that correct english? hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I GOT INTO BRATS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! that sounds so funny. but yea. it's this thingy, organized by the star for aspiring young journalists/writers. mhmm. you have to send in an application and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;list of subjects i will almost definitely be failing -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) add math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) physics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) chemistry - i have yet to sit for this paper, but i'm pretty sure. these things are fated. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;list of subjects i won't be failing/getting less than an A in -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeeeee-ahhhh. this serves to show that you should always prepare before hand. that's right folks, there is a moral to this sad, sad story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i'm probably gonna blog again next week, when i come back from the BRATS trip in penang. uhuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TILL THEN, let's all cross our fingers and hope i don't get a zero in chem. or anything else. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1207019327299709061?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1207019327299709061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1207019327299709061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/ra-ra-ra-a.html' title='RA-RA-RA-A-A.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6419437796254848063</id><published>2010-03-03T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T08:47:53.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. exams. birthdays.'/><title type='text'>you're the straw to my berry.</title><content type='html'>i'm so sorry for the lack of updates!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urm, first off, CNY has officially ended. so yea. there goes my short lived happiness - which wasn't all that great thanks to all the h/w. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondlyyy, it's WORLD MATHS DAY! and i should be playing but it's 12.41 in the morning and the server's down and i'm trying to memorize my chemistry but it's killing me ever so slowly and by the time morrow comes round, i'll be lying on the ground gazing blankly at the ceiling, my chem book at my feet. not a pretty sight people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been incredibly busy lately. i know it's a stoopid  &amp;amp; overused excuse, but it's the truth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY(BELATED) ALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;heh. yea. her party was awesome. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;exams started. yah, i know. the schedule's kinda off to melah. but i donno. :S whatever floats the school's boat i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tuesday - math(2) &amp;amp; eng(1&amp;amp;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wednesday - WMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thursday - WMD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Friday - BM(1) &amp;amp; EST(1&amp;amp;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;that's for this week's schedule. :S next week is hectic! not really, but. i'm crrraaazzzyyy scared. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you're the apple to my pie.&lt;/i&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/4754332899411435496-6419437796254848063?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6419437796254848063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6419437796254848063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-so-sorry-for-lack-of-updates-urm.html' title='you&apos;re the straw to my berry.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-30447547636223206</id><published>2010-02-02T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T04:23:07.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. hot guys.'/><title type='text'>dolce.</title><content type='html'>okay. for some strange reason, i feel free today. not the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;icanfly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; kinda free, but more like the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;idon'thavehomeworkduemorrow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? kinda free. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhuh. it's so weird. maybe there &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a secret stash of homework that's due hidden somewhere. waiting to jump me at my most dire time of need. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andrea : &lt;i&gt;he's gay in the most masculine way possible&lt;/i&gt; - about neil patrick harrisl. drooooool. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andrea : &lt;i&gt;MANDA. stop being so superficial!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me : &lt;i&gt;but looks are all i have! he's a fictional character, it's not like i'm gonna get to know him or something. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- about aaron. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH. HEH. HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. right. there's add math homework. and mathletics, really? how could i forget. moral's due morrow as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;goodbye shortlivedfreedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;hello strangelyimmortalhomework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-30447547636223206?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/30447547636223206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/30447547636223206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/02/dolce.html' title='dolce.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5852639547278421210</id><published>2010-01-31T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:36:18.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. school. hot guys.'/><title type='text'>stumble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;sorry for the lack of updates. if anyone's still reading this ol' thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i barely have time to BREATHE much less blog. okay okay, i exaggerate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because i am extremely lazy, i am afraid i will not post a picture of us together even though i have plenty. you know i'm thinking of ya though. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ugggghhh. i'm about ready to puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you see, yesterday, at joanne's get together thing, i discovered that the chair i was sitting on, could spin and go up and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so carmen and i got this amazing idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;carmen&lt;/b&gt; : OH i know i know! i'll spin you round while you read off the secret recipe cake box, okay? you better not miss any of the words yah.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; : OKAY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so carmen spun me round and i read off the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i managed to get to the end-ish of the third line before i had to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, i think, i'm suffering from the afterfeeling of the *gag* incredibly stoopid idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, that was yesterday. joanne's thing was truckloads of fun. we watched confessions of a shopaholic [3rd time for me :P], played twister and ate ALOT. like. ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urm. so far, schools been. filled with homework. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i do is, get up in the morning, go to school, sit down in class, struggle to absorb information, go home, finish homework, eat, then proceed to die for, 6 hours, maybe? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the whole cycle repeats itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wow my life is interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;i bet. i can ungayify neil patrick harris.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5852639547278421210?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5852639547278421210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5852639547278421210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/01/stumble.html' title='stumble.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4908014823632873126</id><published>2010-01-10T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T01:46:51.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. life. hunger.'/><title type='text'>say wuuuuut?</title><content type='html'>okay, i'm not supposed to be doing this, coz, hello, HOMEWORK. but yea.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;HAPPY (belated) NEW YEAR EVERYONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seem to always be late when it comes to wishing people stuff. whoops. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the first week of school has come to an end and i'm alive. just barely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;form 4 is like. a whole new level. it's crazy scary, kay. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am in 4 science 1 with the awesome people. not that, ya know. the other classes aren't awesome too. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody seems to be going on and on and on about &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;time management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. why, i wonder? i suppose this question will be answered in the months to come. sadly. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the canteen food's changed. i'm very very very very very sad. unbelievably glum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. i got through an entire day at school without food. consequently, i drove amanda koh up the wall. :P hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i'm off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to pee. &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/4754332899411435496-4908014823632873126?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4908014823632873126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4908014823632873126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2010/01/say-wuuuuut.html' title='say wuuuuut?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6618670660663121847</id><published>2009-12-27T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T06:11:29.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coral.'/><title type='text'>ok coral.</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;merry (belated) christmas! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO CLASS OF 2011. heh heh. we did awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of which, I HAVE A PUPPY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her name's coral, which explains the title of the post. did you know? OK Corral is actually a place in the U.S.? mhmmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;howeverrrrr, her name's spelt with only ONE r. so yes. like a coral reef.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she's super cool! she has &lt;i&gt;heterochromia&lt;/i&gt;. which means, her eyes are differently colored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one's &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;bloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and the other is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cooliosus, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coral's also extremely smart. she learnt how to sit in a day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. i am in utter bliss. :)&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/4754332899411435496-6618670660663121847?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6618670660663121847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6618670660663121847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-coral.html' title='ok coral.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1058224680942953580</id><published>2009-12-15T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T06:05:00.325-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the list. PMR.'/><title type='text'>oily doilys.</title><content type='html'>i've managed to accomplish many things. :) but. BUT. i have not been able to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;s p l i t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;so now, on my list-of-things-to-accomplish, i have added that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;and i will do it. really. by next year, i'll be a natural. :) i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i've crossed out 3/4 of the stuff already. leaving only french, guitar and [now] splits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i'm well on my way to being able to order in a french restaurant. :) and i can play simple chords on the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ooh! i also watched cloudy with a chance of meatballs with my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;deliciously funny. :P hahahaha. pun intended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;on a more solemn note, i've just found out - via my gramma - that PMR results will be revealed on the 28th of this very month. ack. i make it sound so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;blehhhh. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&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/4754332899411435496-1058224680942953580?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1058224680942953580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1058224680942953580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/oily-doilys.html' title='oily doilys.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2064344838334667369</id><published>2009-12-14T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T08:11:01.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family. friends.'/><title type='text'>and just like that.</title><content type='html'>i've been neglecting good ol' blogger. but it's alright. i'm back. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm. these few days have been. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mundane-ish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urm. let's see, there was this charity dinner thing that i attended with &lt;a href="http://justalittletoomuch.blogspot.com/"&gt;sarah&lt;/a&gt;'s family. on her birthday, coincidentally. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;[HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! :)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were serving wine there, and i wanted to try some, like the jakun i am and --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;random waiter comes over to pour wine. pours some for dad, pauses, stares at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;waiter : excuse me miss, are you 18/above? would you like some wine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;me : uhhh. yes? yes. yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHA. in yo' faces man, to all the people who say i would never be able to pass as an adult. in yo' faces. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dinner was really good. or maybe it was just the fact that i was starving. i had 2 helpings of almost everything i think. heh. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. we gave sarah a birthday menu. :P haha. all of us signed innit. speaking of which, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me : eh, that's daniel's writing! [jabs finger at card]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sarah : uhuh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me : it's all over his geo book! DANIEL. your notes are very helpful. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;daniel : really?? [incredulous look] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;me : yep!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;daniel : wow. you've just made my day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) i have that effect sometimes. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dinner was loads of funlah. i walked into the guys toilet [ACCIDENTALLY] like, 20 times. note the exaggeration. we took aylawt of pictures. none of which i have. they're all with sarah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast forward a lil bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wasn't allowed to kevin's party. :( it was yesterday. neither was i allowed to go horseriding with joanne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT. but. my mom did grant me permission to sleep over at manda's place. yipeeyiyayooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;attempted to have a LOTR marathon. fail. &lt;a href="http://blur-robot.blogspot.com/"&gt;amanda's&lt;/a&gt; disc thingy kept getting jammed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then had a go with final destination 4. pretty stoopid show. :P no offence. didn't finish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tried again with 9. lost interest. :P and dinner interrupted too. haha. i was playing farmville half the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;amanda koh sang soft kitty for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we tried singing it as a round like in big bang theory but. noooooo. hrumph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had japanese food for dinner. yum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I AM HOOKED ON COOKING ACADEMY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it doesn't work on my computer. :( buttocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should be all for now folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a completely different note, LAVVY! it's geez louise. not jeez louise. :( hrumph! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody loves my quirkyly cool phrases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma trendsettin' homies. hahahaha. :P everytime i hear one time, i get the itch to start talking like that. no idea why. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2064344838334667369?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2064344838334667369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2064344838334667369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-just-like-that.html' title='and just like that.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6559316814469478254</id><published>2009-12-01T20:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:57:14.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ring the alarm.</title><content type='html'>okay okay. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. it was pretty corny/cheesy. but the CGI was pretty good. watched it with bern, josh, mom and sister. strange combination, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accomplishment!! : i ate &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;raw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; salmon. and eel. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiffany's back from singapooooore. :) she just texted me. and my text alert thingy. is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[drumroll please] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;KIM POSSIBLE'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;BEEPER. thing. :)&lt;/i&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/4754332899411435496-6559316814469478254?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6559316814469478254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6559316814469478254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/12/okay-okay.html' title='ring the alarm.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3712461767575290865</id><published>2009-11-27T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:59:33.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies. list.'/><title type='text'>bazinga.</title><content type='html'>almost everything on my list has been crossed out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learn french, play the guitar &amp;amp; watch cloudy with a chance of meatballs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bah humbugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm learn&lt;i&gt;ing&lt;/i&gt; french. i got my dad's old guitar out of storage and managed to play a G major chord! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm well on my way to filling my urm. criteria? for being awesome. not that i'm not already. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took out the nanowrimo thing coz i gave up. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. OH. i watched &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it wasn't thaaat bad. definitely better than twilight. malaysia censored the kissing scene between bella and edward. they did that in twilight too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also watched a christmas carol. which was awesome. not very funny -towards the end it's rather entertaining though-, but jim carrey is awesome either way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later, 'gater. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3712461767575290865?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3712461767575290865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3712461767575290865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/bazinga.html' title='bazinga.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8833445069244146977</id><published>2009-11-23T06:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T06:24:45.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. :)'/><title type='text'>shwallow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;celebrated by eating loads. like i mean. whoa-loads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, we had balinese food, then watched a christmas carol. jim carrey is a genius. 'nuff said. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner was penang food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, had pizza for lunch, then korean food for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yummmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really want to watch the tenth episode of glee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. ANDREA! if you read this, i forfeitlah. whatever. :P there's no way i can finish the novel. looks like you're getting your lunch after all. :) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8833445069244146977?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8833445069244146977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8833445069244146977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/shwallow.html' title='shwallow.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-446042420559499172</id><published>2009-11-21T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:32:15.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. :)'/><title type='text'>in slow motion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAVE FUN BEING OLD MANDA! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahaha. i'm just so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't forget! be proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shucks. my son's an entire year older! [50, am i right? ;)] i feel ancient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooers. remember the mars bar incident? gosh. we finally found what could make me cry. :P hahahaha. i wouldn't mind going back in time and repeating that moment. so funny i tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! and the time zai sheng managed to learn you belong with me on the piano soooo much faster than you? oh wait. you still don't know how to play it. :P i'll teach you when you get back, kay? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers to us pal! we managed to watch 2 horror movies - the orphan &amp;amp; disturbia - together without me strangling you and you dying. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amazingly, i remember you being the sane one after the orphan. hahahaha. this post is getting more and more confusing. aiyoooo. i'll miss youlah loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't get lost in africa like that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;elephant&lt;/span&gt;, kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea. i found that black and white video we took way back when. it's literally black and white. with zero sound. we can be &lt;i&gt;ye olde&lt;/i&gt; movie stars baybe! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfPISMRMhI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6D-CiniNwwQ/s1600/Photo+55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfPISMRMhI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6D-CiniNwwQ/s320/Photo+55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406517618910769682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfPH_YoHtI/AAAAAAAAAbo/S0uuALX7OkQ/s1600/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfPH_YoHtI/AAAAAAAAAbo/S0uuALX7OkQ/s320/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406517613862330066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have no idea why you said you like this picture. it kinda strikes me as maniacal. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfN0cKzaiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/IC6YqP7YaZY/s1600/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfN0cKzaiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/IC6YqP7YaZY/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406516178479966754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfNziiCb0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HDX6iCdDV8k/s1600/Photo+26_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfNziiCb0I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/HDX6iCdDV8k/s320/Photo+26_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406516163008163650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh yea baybe. nick j &amp;amp; yamada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-446042420559499172?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/446042420559499172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/446042420559499172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-slow-motion.html' title='in slow motion.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SwfPISMRMhI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6D-CiniNwwQ/s72-c/Photo+55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3734861580585049662</id><published>2009-11-13T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:24:47.055-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. life.'/><title type='text'>underwater caves.</title><content type='html'>haha. it's been awhile no?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. went to CILC yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt;. soooooo big. quite literally a resort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went for claudilea &amp;amp; aiman's class, musical madness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda and i had this reaaaaaally deep conversation on the bus. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have piano in an hour and a half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bah humbugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saltwater room by owl city is really nice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M AT 3061 WORDS FOR NANOWRIMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;YESSSS&lt;/i&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i plan on reaching 4000+ by today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;so tell me darling do you wish we'd fall in love?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3734861580585049662?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3734861580585049662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3734861580585049662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/underwater-caves.html' title='underwater caves.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2557277011633056965</id><published>2009-11-09T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T05:07:13.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>sniff.</title><content type='html'>ashleigh and i have a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(shared)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://doublescoopsofbloo.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! go have a look see. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much happened today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently skyping with the other tumble tot. hahaha! getit getit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right. anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;later gaters! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2557277011633056965?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2557277011633056965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2557277011633056965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/sniff.html' title='sniff.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3844049063470193896</id><published>2009-11-07T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:25:56.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips. life. tv.'/><title type='text'>drenched.</title><content type='html'>this week's been totally hectic. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;um. monday was mundane. HAHA. they have the same first letter! and they almost sound the same. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday was the sg. pisang waterfall trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as manda said, i like looking at nature, but not actually being innit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loads of thanks to everyone who helped me. :P poor manda was my partner. hehe. she saved me from drowning/falling/dying multiple times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ACCOPLISHMENT!!! : i didn't get edward cullen-ed. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday was leadership night. got our ties. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday, the gua tempurung/hot springs trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun fun fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were like. 600+ stairs i think. don't remember. :P we couldn't do the underwater thing. thank god. water and me don't go well. the sg. pisang thing almost gave me an aneurysm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it was hot springs time. carmen's dad built the place &amp;amp; gave us free eggs! :D haha. it was pretty cool. getit getit? HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;manda, mit &amp;amp; i had mars bars on the trip home. and burger king. :) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess all the physical exertion took a toll on my poor body. coz i've been stuck at home friday onwards. i had a fever all through saturday and today, a hacking cough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buttocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, i have a report due on monday for the charity thing. and mandarin homework. and piano. and nanowrimo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of nanowrimo. ugh. i've been starting again and again and again. i'll think up something decent-ish. and then delete everything and start again. with a brand new idea. at this rate, i might really recycle AECIB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yuckadoodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh! i've been hooked on house. :) jesse spencer, a.k.a. dr. chase, is totally &lt;b&gt;ON FIRE&lt;/b&gt;. doode. can his aussie accent get any more sexier? :P&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/4754332899411435496-3844049063470193896?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3844049063470193896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3844049063470193896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/11/drenched.html' title='drenched.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4997839423343770890</id><published>2009-10-31T00:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:08:00.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays. writing.'/><title type='text'>oooooooo. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/SLGEtmSvCVI/AAAAAAAADDg/U0U-EAGQFeY/s400/halloween-pumpkin-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/SLGEtmSvCVI/AAAAAAAADDg/U0U-EAGQFeY/s400/halloween-pumpkin-card.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how spooktacularrr. muahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow's the 1st of november. which signals the start of nanowrimo! (national novel writing month, i should think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem 1 : i have no idea what i'm gonna write about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem 2 : i highly doubt i'll be able to think up a plot any time soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem 3 : i haven't finished my piano homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem 4 : my piano teacher's gonna kill me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem 5 : if i die, there's absolutely zero chance for me to win nanowrimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. the solution to all these problems :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution 1 : finish my piano homework. this should solve problems 3-5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solution 2 : brainstorm? and hope plot bunnies make an appearance, solving problems 1 &amp;amp; 2. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excellent. stupendous. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;spectacular&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. anything but &lt;s&gt;brilliant&lt;/s&gt;. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4754332899411435496-4997839423343770890?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4997839423343770890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4997839423343770890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/oooooooo.html' title='oooooooo. :)'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3_2FCxXqZPQ/SLGEtmSvCVI/AAAAAAAADDg/U0U-EAGQFeY/s72-c/halloween-pumpkin-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-161156448892353476</id><published>2009-10-30T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:27:10.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. charity.'/><title type='text'>lockers and doodes.</title><content type='html'>i reckon it's about time to update. :) hehe. after being M.I.A. for a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our charity thing was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;huuuuuge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you to everyone who helped out, donated, bought stuff &amp;amp; all that jazz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we earned. alot. almost 2000 bucks. after selling for only 2 days. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just had a 2 hour nap but im still uber tired. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea. the deeparaya assembly was fun. :) i sang in choir and danced. bollywood style. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nonetheless, i feel as though we have too many activities packed together, making it really exhausting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right. that's all i have for now. nothin' much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciaozers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-161156448892353476?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/161156448892353476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/161156448892353476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/lockers-and-doodes.html' title='lockers and doodes.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1517028487390397269</id><published>2009-10-24T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T23:57:49.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school.'/><title type='text'>charity drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the form 3's of cempaka schools (damansara) are holding a charity drive and we want you to be a part of it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;details can be found below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuP2Y4aqIeI/AAAAAAAAAbI/IP_q3gzbKag/s320/Charity+Flyer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396427685841478114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;[click to enlarge!] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;please spread the word. thank you! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1517028487390397269?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1517028487390397269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1517028487390397269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/charity-drive.html' title='charity drive.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuP2Y4aqIeI/AAAAAAAAAbI/IP_q3gzbKag/s72-c/Charity+Flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-772581546549764415</id><published>2009-10-24T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:32:23.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school.'/><title type='text'>shnap shnap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuPikccRw2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z3zb9GGAuOc/s320/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396405894257951586" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuPiktYrsYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TOfpT0XrIok/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 34px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuPiktYrsYI/AAAAAAAAAbA/TOfpT0XrIok/s320/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396405898806276482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WOOH! i'm gonna take pictures! :P ahaha. &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/4754332899411435496-772581546549764415?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/772581546549764415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/772581546549764415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/shnap-shnap.html' title='shnap shnap.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SuPikccRw2I/AAAAAAAAAa4/Z3zb9GGAuOc/s72-c/Picture+11.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2722238184895683577</id><published>2009-10-22T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:02:41.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't come cheap.</title><content type='html'>no, i do not hook up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2722238184895683577?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2722238184895683577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2722238184895683577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-come-cheap.html' title='i don&apos;t come cheap.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3892524328908571147</id><published>2009-10-17T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:06:54.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not so normal.'/><title type='text'>yum?</title><content type='html'>i baked. brownies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anybody want some?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no, they're not toxic. yes, i washed my hands before i baked them. besides i used betty crocker's easy bake mix. all i had to do was add vegetable oil, eggs, water &amp;amp; pop them in the oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/Stq9KziFBEI/AAAAAAAAAao/Yolqkvw7_0I/s320/DSC00594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393831497059075138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the end result?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they don't taste that bad. in fact, if you have a sweet tooth, i'm pretty sure you'll be satisfied. though i have a feeling betty crocker's gonna be diabetic real soon if she keeps munching on her bakeries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooers! i also watched star trek yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;captain kirk is yummay. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3892524328908571147?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3892524328908571147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3892524328908571147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/yum.html' title='yum?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/Stq9KziFBEI/AAAAAAAAAao/Yolqkvw7_0I/s72-c/DSC00594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4276504992065750489</id><published>2009-10-16T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T04:33:15.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.'/><title type='text'>body language?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i hereby dedicate this post to the one and only,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiffany khoo mei ling. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthZYMrQJvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GKQAPtb9ldc/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthZYMrQJvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GKQAPtb9ldc/s320/DSC00591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158826030540530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY3lbJcnI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Upvx7a_DArg/s1600-h/DSC00389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY3lbJcnI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Upvx7a_DArg/s320/DSC00389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158265738195570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY26BNmGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EQ3Zw-4ahME/s1600-h/DSC00261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY26BNmGI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EQ3Zw-4ahME/s320/DSC00261.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158254086690914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY2uFc-HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/giKwjYtNBY0/s1600-h/11-05-08_1614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY2uFc-HI/AAAAAAAAAZw/giKwjYtNBY0/s320/11-05-08_1614.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158250883250290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY2JPZ4XI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1Ey0UMUSjAA/s1600-h/11-05-08_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY2JPZ4XI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1Ey0UMUSjAA/s320/11-05-08_1606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158240992878962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY1mz0pkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wiSZWyo-miw/s1600-h/11-05-08_1536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthY1mz0pkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wiSZWyo-miw/s320/11-05-08_1536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393158231750387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loser. i tried calling you yesterday but noooooo. your stinking phone was switched off. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a safe journey kay! well. you're already in singapore now. nevermind. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enjooooooy yourself. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post is in response to your post, tiffers. well. not really. but it has the same title! :D&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/4754332899411435496-4276504992065750489?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4276504992065750489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4276504992065750489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/body-language.html' title='body language?'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SthZYMrQJvI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GKQAPtb9ldc/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2675011354650580376</id><published>2009-10-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T07:09:39.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>living in sin is the new thing.</title><content type='html'>it's overrrrrr. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am pleased. pleased i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez louise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"tilt your head about. hmm. 45 degrees to the left and turn it 20 degrees to the right. there you go. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-2675011354650580376?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2675011354650580376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2675011354650580376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/living-in-sin-is-new-thing.html' title='living in sin is the new thing.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6611557170622002201</id><published>2009-10-12T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:08:23.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random nonsense.'/><title type='text'>gasp. like gaspard uliel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;can you see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMLzbSB1VI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GSyXMzBAqlU/s1600-h/Picture+30.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMLzbSB1VI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GSyXMzBAqlU/s320/Picture+30.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391666157017224530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;in case it's too small, for some weird reason, [i mean, you &lt;i&gt;CAN&lt;/i&gt; click to enlarge] here's what it says : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg. My best friend is Miley Cyrus. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea. that's the first line. i'm too lazy to type out the rest coz&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blur-robot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;manda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt; blog is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;stoopid&lt;/span&gt; and won't let me copy and paste. you can make your way to her blog if your curiosity has been spiked. gosh. it's free advertising people. bahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE MORE DAY till i can get started on my list! &lt;b&gt;*arrow points to the post down there*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;is 4 an adjective?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/4754332899411435496-6611557170622002201?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6611557170622002201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6611557170622002201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/gasp-like-gaspard-uliel.html' title='gasp. like gaspard uliel.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMLzbSB1VI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GSyXMzBAqlU/s72-c/Picture+30.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-4241786672736466805</id><published>2009-10-11T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:20:34.826-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the list.'/><title type='text'>swell.</title><content type='html'>so i've compiled a list of things i wanna do after the PMR. besides scream and shout with joy, of course. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;being the excellent procrastinator i am, i shall type it all down here, instead of studying my sejarah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) run! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bahaha. i've always wanted to do that. go running everyday. :P i used to read about people running all the time. don't ask me why, i have no idea. i think it's coz all the characters in  the books i read are the uber healthy and fit kinda people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) do crosswords!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i know sudoku is like. the newest or not so new craze, but it's me. i don't do numbers. ergo, i'll try a hand at crosswords! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) play the guitar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nyeh. i'm still not very sure if i can achieve this. coz like. i'll be teaching myself how to do it. and it doesn't look all that easy. oh well. if i manage, all the more power to me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) learn french!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my vocabulary is around 20 words? give or take a few. i wanna be able to enter a french restaurant, read the menu and dictate what i want to the waiter in flawless french. ambitious, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) cook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i was but a wee lass, i wanted to be a chef. unfortunately, my big dreams crashed and burned, literally, when i &lt;i&gt;accidentally&lt;/i&gt; set the kitchen on fire. i'm giving it a go again. since i'm less clumsy than i was as a kid :P, i highly doubt i'll set the kitchen on fire this time round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) sleep. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[you're probably wondering why there's no exclamation mark at the end of sleep when all the others have one. well, it's coz sleep is such a peaceful and tranquil verb that it has to be special. it deserves a full stop if you ask me.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah yes. i've been planning this for months now. just sleep the whole day away. boy am i envious of bears and the like who hibernate in winter. roar. :) nonono. bears growl. :P hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) READ!!!!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; [ahahaha. i'm so enthusiastic about this that it has 5 exclamation points. and it's in capital.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea baybe. i'm gorging myself with books, books, and more books. then again, that's a normal occurence. :P hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yerps. that's it folks. this list might not contain much, but i have a feeling it's gonna be quite a feat to accomplish it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodle-ooooo! :)&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/4754332899411435496-4241786672736466805?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4241786672736466805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4241786672736466805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/swell.html' title='swell.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7810566925493853874</id><published>2009-10-04T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:52:49.392-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonsense.'/><title type='text'>like they do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ooers. decilibrant or something. recalibrant! no. it had a c innit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it means &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;stoooooopid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. like you. :P hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheeeeeeee. i cannot wait for next week. uhuh uhuh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun fun fun in the sun sun sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;technically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coz like. malaysia's sunny all year round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm intent on wasting my time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;roaaaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. hahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7810566925493853874?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>i shouldn't. i really shouldn't be doing this. but i'm in no mood to study. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i got up at 12 today. 12 pm. egads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proceeded to youtube. and youtube some more. until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's 2 pm. imma gonna die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yet, i feel strangely calm. like there is no impending doom.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;raddle raddle raddle - &lt;/i&gt;schnitzel. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heheh. it's from chowder. the awesome cartoon network show all about FOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i WILL hit the books now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;uhuh. not gonna happen. :P&lt;/span&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/4754332899411435496-5976819576946389844?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5976819576946389844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5976819576946389844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoulda-coulda-woulda.html' title='shoulda coulda woulda'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-886905175363309849</id><published>2009-09-24T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:49:29.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music.'/><title type='text'>rage and grace from a new perspective.</title><content type='html'>i have very weird taste in music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. not really. i s'pose it's just extremely diverse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few days ago i was listening to extremely sad and emo ballads with mithrra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i'm listening to head-banging rock. with myself. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dance, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*censored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;* dance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hit 'em right between the eyes. alalalala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;such fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but before all this, i was watching sonny with a chance and cracking up like no tomorrow. best episode ever. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;sonny with a chance - guess who's coming to guest star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really. i watched it over and over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;introduced the show to manda koh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. told her of my incident with the little kid. believe me, you do not wanna know. no matter how hilarious it is. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stop there and let me correct it,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live a life from a new perspective."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/4754332899411435496-886905175363309849?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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:D'/><title type='text'>boo.</title><content type='html'>i am such a stalker. friendly lurker. scary person. :P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on an entirely different note, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. my sister just asked me what i'm gonna name my children. i told her i donno, but one thing's for sure, the last name's gonna be oller, and she suggested susie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which i happen think is an excellent crazy name. i.e. : &lt;b&gt;crazy susie&lt;/b&gt;. it even rhymes. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she said, how about cindy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cue the look of disgust on my face. &lt;i&gt;cindy oller&lt;/i&gt;? yea. not gonna happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i've managed to successfully shoo my sister out of the room. the whole point of my blabbering is, drumroll please,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would make an excellent stalker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really. i would. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can spend hours on end doing nothing but reading people's blogs (i think everybody does that.), or or or checking out their twitter (maybe not. sarah has that covered) and facebook (well. not really. that's mit's forte, but still. i could try!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;YOUTUBING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so fun! hehehehehe. especially when certain videos have a really hot guy in them. (or several) ooh. even more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i then proceed to figure out the person's name, if it isn't mentioned, then google them, find out every detail there is to know. and then lose interest. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'd still be a good stalker though. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the shades, coat and all. i reckon i'd look pretty professional. wait. detectives dress like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now STALKERS CAN TOO! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : this post is meant to make absolutely zeeeeero sense. :) thank you for wasting your time, much like i have wasted mine typing this out. have a nice day!&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/4754332899411435496-2114334561898550691?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2114334561898550691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2114334561898550691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/boo.html' title='boo.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-547054278784606679</id><published>2009-09-22T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:56:51.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain. :('/><title type='text'>THE HORROR. THE HORROR.</title><content type='html'>i fell down the stairs. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after getting off the phone with mit, i raced my sister down the stairs (i was leading :D) and proceeded to trip over my own two feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thankfully it was on the last 3-4 steps. :( i landed sprawled on the floor and my sister promptly stepped &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ON&lt;/span&gt; me and gloated her win while i nursed my wounds. evil, evil being i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm covered in bruises. well, not really. but. it hurts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like posting little psychotic sayings here. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're like the lighter to my cigarette. :0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're like the potato to my chip. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you're like the buzz to my bee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4754332899411435496-547054278784606679?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/547054278784606679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/547054278784606679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/horror-horror.html' title='THE HORROR. THE HORROR.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8662585214630704931</id><published>2009-09-17T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:11:56.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings.'/><title type='text'>with some feeling now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;mellow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long time no see. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet you've missed me. :D i would've missed me too. :P heheh. okay okay. on with the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pre trials are over, pmr's looming closer, imma dyiiiiinggggg. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygosh. my sister marker-ed my leg &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i'm gonna upload the pics from kuladeva's thing. okay? okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITYQjl2JI/AAAAAAAAAYM/RW1__YzotDE/s1600-h/8327_136484381198_603396198_2989122_2970715_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITYQjl2JI/AAAAAAAAAYM/RW1__YzotDE/s320/8327_136484381198_603396198_2989122_2970715_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385812143200402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITYJHjq_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/g32IidAyftA/s1600-h/DSC00530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITYJHjq_I/AAAAAAAAAYE/g32IidAyftA/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385810146569202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;birthday girl. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITXgtrEjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5HirXzagDTs/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITXgtrEjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/5HirXzagDTs/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385799300583986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITXDP2MwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1ScRAQjiBfY/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITXDP2MwI/AAAAAAAAAX0/1ScRAQjiBfY/s320/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385791390855938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS-HRFTLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AYCMmyPU9LA/s1600-h/DSC00520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS-HRFTLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/AYCMmyPU9LA/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385362973052082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS9hNGUhI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SQ7ZtPQ8nT4/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS9hNGUhI/AAAAAAAAAXk/SQ7ZtPQ8nT4/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385352755794450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS9dD-o3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/1jOnbywjAIA/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS9dD-o3I/AAAAAAAAAXc/1jOnbywjAIA/s320/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385351643800434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS8_ax_NI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JuGjyZLx7mA/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS8_ax_NI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JuGjyZLx7mA/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385343686376658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS8RiZKUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/2-nMDfsJ9Pc/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrIS8RiZKUI/AAAAAAAAAXM/2-nMDfsJ9Pc/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382385331370273090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit] : i said pre-trials. it's just &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;trials&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; now. coz we've finished all the pre-trials. eekadees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4754332899411435496-8662585214630704931?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8662585214630704931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8662585214630704931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-some-feeling-now.html' title='with some feeling now.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SrITYQjl2JI/AAAAAAAAAYM/RW1__YzotDE/s72-c/8327_136484381198_603396198_2989122_2970715_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3214244803975798176</id><published>2009-09-08T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T03:52:53.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random nonsense.'/><title type='text'>ohmygooooosh.</title><content type='html'>cooliosusness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jediism is a religion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i never knew that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who wants to join me in the waving 'round of glowing sticks? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3214244803975798176?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3214244803975798176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3214244803975798176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmygooooosh.html' title='ohmygooooosh.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8793832016832856147</id><published>2009-09-05T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:06:20.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays. :)'/><title type='text'>with a hint of country.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;happy birthday, kuladeva! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best friends since '06 baybe! and &lt;u&gt;best friends forever&lt;/u&gt;. ;) we have this mutual understanding. it's like we're psychic when it comes to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe. i already knew what you wanted to tell me yesterday. :P coz i'm that cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and and. the excitement in your voice kinda tipped me off. shh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just realized. we're married on facebook but you're my mother! :S geez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's to all the good times we've had together, and i know there'll be more to come. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU BUTT! (hahaha, remember 'i like big butts'?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIm2U6aQNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BUPDJUFWaAI/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIm2U6aQNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BUPDJUFWaAI/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377903619802284242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIm16k6gPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QuN_LcUw6tw/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIm16k6gPI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QuN_LcUw6tw/s320/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377903612732801266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 81px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIl3Fl2HMI/AAAAAAAAAWc/K-CyaK1RYK8/s320/Photo+78.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377902533357739202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIlIQkysVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/PDlWAWvghso/s320/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377901728852259154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;remember this? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIl3m53_lI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-xZ5TFoAs54/s1600-h/Photo+44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIl3m53_lI/AAAAAAAAAWk/-xZ5TFoAs54/s320/Photo+44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377902542300118610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     AMA/AAM/MAA :) hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annnnddddddd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;(belated) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;birthday, lee shuean loong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the guy who looks like my cousin. :P meheheh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends since. urm. this year. :P hahahaha. and yealah. friends forever too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;despite our numerous bickers and all that jazz. hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;good luck learning how to play the guitar! i still can't believe you don't know how. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIoY8aOPxI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7xOJxFGK6Zc/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIoY8aOPxI/AAAAAAAAAXE/7xOJxFGK6Zc/s320/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377905314031877906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-8793832016832856147?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8793832016832856147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8793832016832856147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/with-hint-of-country.html' title='with a hint of country.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SqIm2U6aQNI/AAAAAAAAAW8/BUPDJUFWaAI/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-8550807339134836730</id><published>2009-09-03T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T05:39:46.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utterly funny-duddy'/><title type='text'>tear up the sky.</title><content type='html'>cruddy guacamole.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are sooooo many interesting ways to say turd. crud. faeces. poop. dung. droppings. stool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all from the top of my head. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wait. maybe that's a bad thing. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't updated in a while, i should think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today everybody was laughing at me. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was trying to tell daniel chan that his math was waaaaaaaay better than mine, which, sadly, is true, i think everyone's is, and i went : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your math marks are 3/4 of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the whole table burst out laughing at the obvious evidence that, my math is, in fact that horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. i wonder if you, dear reader, are smiling right now. or laughing. or rolling on the floor crying tears of laughter and joy. or clutching your sides in absolute glee. or grinning like a cheshire cat :D. or. urm. i think this is going too far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, this post should suffice for about. i donno. awhile. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see ya later alligators. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you.&lt;/i&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/4754332899411435496-8550807339134836730?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8550807339134836730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/8550807339134836730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/09/tear-up-sky.html' title='tear up the sky.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-944869087629064970</id><published>2009-08-26T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:55:42.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lthe lochness monster.</title><content type='html'>here's the post i owe amanda koh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you. kinda. sorta. yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my son's all the way in japan gallivanting off with some dude. hahaha. that sounds so wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i'll miss jo, marly &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;amp; ivan too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jo's lame jokes, marly's wackiness and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ivan's bullying&lt;/span&gt;. i can't really say i'll miss the latter, but i guess. i've grown. somewhat accustomed to it. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4754332899411435496-944869087629064970?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/944869087629064970'/><link 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mine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-4061851446500436390?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4061851446500436390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/4061851446500436390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1352859425055522908</id><published>2009-08-22T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T03:08:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nickels and dimes.</title><content type='html'>hols are here! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well. it's not really holiday-esque since i still have to study and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm gonna miss jo, marly and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ivan&lt;/span&gt; soooooooo much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all them london people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i'm gonna break your little heart and there's nothing surgery can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-1352859425055522908?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1352859425055522908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1352859425055522908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/nickels-and-dimes.html' title='nickels and dimes.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3974792173962849363</id><published>2009-08-18T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:30:13.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME.'/><title type='text'>grin grin GRIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;kudos tooooooo : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kah long for wishing me first on my unbirthday! ahahha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zai sheng for wishing me second on my unbirthday. (i just had to put him there. :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ashleigh for calling 10 minutes earlier and hogging the line. and for being annoying by wrapping my present about. 5 times? :P and for the awesome card that made my heart stop and my lungs burst thanks to my frantic screaming. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andrea for texting me first on my birthday! :) hehehehe. and introducing the hunger games to me. PEETA! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;carmen for giving me an adooooorable present and the purty purty awesomely cooliosus card. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;joanne for the very very useful stationary! and the card on top! i likedy like like your cake! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kudos to everyone else who wished me too! i'm just too lazy to type all your names down in chronological order. coz i'm old like that. getit getit? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooooooers, almost forgot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIMBERLY TAN!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : kudos to mithrra and amanda for staying up for me. and geography too i bet :P and promising to give me the entire math formulae list. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3974792173962849363?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3974792173962849363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3974792173962849363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/grin-grin-grin.html' title='grin grin GRIN.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5204791033661576616</id><published>2009-08-16T01:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:38:10.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turd-filled guacamole. :(</title><content type='html'>what's this? the VLE's down??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how on earth am i supposed to sneak a peek at the b.m. essays and stuff that's posted up there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and being the dunderhead i am, i haven't checked for the timetable yet, neither did i write it down whilst it was on the board. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WHYYYYYYYYY. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have this feeling the whole world's out to get me now. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;woe is me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5204791033661576616?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5204791033661576616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5204791033661576616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/turd-filled-guacamole.html' title='turd-filled guacamole. :('/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-859442308310900893</id><published>2009-08-16T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:34:46.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of bread and pretty things like peeta. :) and gale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ANDREA CHAN SU LYN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glare glare glare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm now so hooked on the hunger games i've re-read it about. i donno. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? how insane is that? when i should really be studying. well yea, i mean i still study, but in between i'll grab the book and read a little. then after half an hour go back to studying. and then the whole cycle repeats itself. thing is, nothing really goes in, because i'm still mulling over the fact that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;peeta is named after a kind of bread! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to make things worse, at every 15 minute interval, i'm on the internet, searching for leaks of catching fire, or ANYTHING that will help make the aching pull to re-read and re-read and re-read the book all over again lessen. but all i've found out is that &lt;u&gt;Advanced Readers Copies&lt;/u&gt; are being given out right now, as i type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i blame my addiction on YOU andrea. you make me as angry as cato was, when he broke the boy from district 3's head!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh my gollygeeism! it's even got me spilling anecdotes from it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i bet this is all part of your ploy. to make me lose the bet. hrumph! &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/4754332899411435496-859442308310900893?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/859442308310900893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/859442308310900893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-bread-and-pretty-things-like-peeta.html' title='of bread and pretty things like peeta. :) and gale.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5166605887416355266</id><published>2009-08-14T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T06:33:15.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>best i ever had.</title><content type='html'>okay okay.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've finally decided to update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;what's been happening recently? i don't really remember. i think i suffer from amnesia. but i have this insanely crazy obsession with my hoodie. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnR7BHruI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wA22fd0-ApE/s1600-h/Picture+22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnR7BHruI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wA22fd0-ApE/s320/Picture+22.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369811688307011298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnR7BHruI/AAAAAAAAAWE/wA22fd0-ApE/s1600-h/Picture+22.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnRdQUq-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SslDRwqsBBY/s1600-h/Picture+23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnRdQUq-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SslDRwqsBBY/s320/Picture+23.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369811680317713378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnRdQUq-I/AAAAAAAAAV8/SslDRwqsBBY/s1600-h/Picture+23.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnQ_KjWCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2bTPpsGovOo/s1600-h/Picture+24.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SoVnQ_KjWCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/2bTPpsGovOo/s320/Picture+24.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369811672240445474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmm. pre-trials 2 next week. ack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worst part is i have math on my birthday. MATH. the absolute horror. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY CHAN!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. i promised i wouldn't call you that, but. old habits die hard. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doooodoooodooooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i finished the hunger games in less than 8 hours. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in yo face andrea. i started in the morning. read half by like the afternoon, around lunch-ish. came home at 4.30 and finished at 6. sharp. i checked. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't get why katniss is oblivious. or dense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i change my mind. i want a peeta. but i want a gale too. nononono. i want &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tony oller&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :) hahaha. and amanda koh, the title of this post is the song you don't like. but i like. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we'll do it real big.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5166605887416355266?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5166605887416355266'/><link 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type='text'>someday.</title><content type='html'>golly gees.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so tired. i think there's a tired in every post. and a sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, today was average-ish. lifesaving after school and mandarin after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the &lt;u&gt;dull&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry i '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;drowned&lt;/span&gt;' you amanda. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;must. sleep. now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;trust me, i'm lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-7393911797174682888?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7393911797174682888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7393911797174682888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/someday.html' title='someday.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5810877515038943915</id><published>2009-08-03T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:44:19.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>impromptu.</title><content type='html'>ohmygollygee!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didn't realize until i read sarah's blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL KHOO!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha. sorry i forgot. and didn't call and all that jazz. it's 9.41 and i bet you're having dinner with family so it's all cool right? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my bad! but but but. yea. i've been busy! look at what i've been doing these past few days! so like. i deserve to be excused. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is silly. i sound like i'm actually talking to a real person. not sound. read? buttocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nevermind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole point of this post was to wish my cousin happy birthday. and i think i got the point across, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5810877515038943915?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5810877515038943915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5810877515038943915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/impromptu.html' title='impromptu.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-3837929198154592498</id><published>2009-08-03T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T06:35:24.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>move.</title><content type='html'>lea michelle's voice is soooooooo purty. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been exhausting being me lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's start with friday. urms. prize giving. patrolled with the other 'rejected' probates. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, whooshed off to cheras where commencements was to be held. ran through the whole thing twice, i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop on saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ivan's farewell. i feel horrible for not giving him his present yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I WILL. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i suppose i will miss him. and his bullying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooookay. enough sappiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday was nothing much. stayed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, a.k.a. today, was study skills II. i'm in an all boys group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bah humbugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;let's rearrange. i wish you were a stranger i could disengage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-3837929198154592498?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3837929198154592498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/3837929198154592498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/08/move.html' title='move.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2129349998928943729</id><published>2009-07-29T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:27:15.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>enema. (FINALLY got the word right. :P)</title><content type='html'>because i'm such a dunderhead, i have decided to waste my time and blorrrg.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was bleh meh. crazily hot. literally. as in beads of sweat rolling down my back hot. not the wowzers he's hot kinda hot. getit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i won a bet against wen xin! WEEHEE! so i rightfully got 1 buck. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our bet was that i would finish our english paper faster than he could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can guess what the outcome was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna write like, this uberly long post. coz i donno. lately it feels like all my posts have been absolutely pointless and short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this post is equally nonsensical too. at least it won't be short! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oooooooers. i was looking through all my ollldddd pictures. and look what i found!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKT2gVGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VPXMc2lKftk/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKT2gVGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VPXMc2lKftk/s320/Photo+6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363841209395598434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKT2gVGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VPXMc2lKftk/s1600-h/Photo+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKGNd8nI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KvrE4EqVjLI/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKGNd8nI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KvrE4EqVjLI/s320/Photo+57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363841205733814898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKGNd8nI/AAAAAAAAAVk/KvrE4EqVjLI/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxJxfbzNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/asHAxXvaM14/s1600-h/Photo+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxJxfbzNI/AAAAAAAAAVc/asHAxXvaM14/s320/Photo+137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363841200172027090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wanna i wanna touch youuuuuu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you wanna touch me toooooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4754332899411435496-2129349998928943729?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2129349998928943729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/2129349998928943729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/enema-finally-got-word-right-p.html' title='enema. (FINALLY got the word right. :P)'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SnAxKT2gVGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/VPXMc2lKftk/s72-c/Photo+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1068443497866692404</id><published>2009-07-28T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:32:24.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>permission denied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SELADANG WON THE FIRST HOUSE CUP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;congrats&lt;/i&gt; to all the other houses too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woohoo! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CeMA was today. along with the big splash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got squashed next to fayla while they were playing the movies. hahaha. we clutched each other for dear life when they showed the horror flicks. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm so super duperly sleepy. i have 2o4 new mail in my yahoo account. &lt;u&gt;wowzers&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope it hurt.&lt;/i&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/4754332899411435496-1068443497866692404?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1068443497866692404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1068443497866692404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/permission-denied.html' title='permission denied.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5181343403509555505</id><published>2009-07-26T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:22:54.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spcaliverightnownurasbirthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NURA! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, let's start with yesterday. SPCA visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was urm. eye-opening. reallayyyyy. hehe. the puppies were adorable! especially caramel! and and and this cat. that purred when i touched it. ehehe. i have purr inducing hands. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we cleaned the place up and all sorts of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, was liverightnow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woke up super duper early and headed over to One Utama. blah-di blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate lunch at fish &amp;amp; co. with mit, kevin and lee shuean loong. sent mit home then hung out with kevin and lee shuean loong till my lunch break ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then worked worked worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;snacked with ally, manda annndddd lavvy. at baskin robbins. yummay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worked worked worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner with sabby and marly at carl's junior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blah blah blah. till about 10. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here i am now. extremely exhausted. but still blogging. because i don't feel like doing this another time. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my title's so cool. it's all the important stuffies of today joined together to create one colossus word. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5181343403509555505?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5181343403509555505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5181343403509555505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/spcaliverightnownurasbirthday.html' title='spcaliverightnownurasbirthday.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7215490937629621191</id><published>2009-07-23T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T07:45:40.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just do it. ;)</title><content type='html'>exams are over!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wheee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this weekends gonna be action-packed. like comic-con. it'll be graphic. it'll be cool. it'll be x-men filled. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on saturday's the SPCA visit. then on sunday is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;liverightnow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which you should go for. whoever you are. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent the whole of today catching up with everybody. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently rebonding with lee shuean loong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun fun fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now with kevin too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rebonding sounds like something you do with your hair. hahaha.&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/4754332899411435496-7215490937629621191?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7215490937629621191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7215490937629621191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-do-it.html' title='just do it. ;)'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5961170144639297675</id><published>2009-07-20T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:29:33.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liverightnow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="event_profile_information" style="padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; "&gt;&lt;table id="Event Info" class="profileTable info_table" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Host:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sri Cempaka Damansara Prefect's Board, PAPS, CADAS, Save the World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Type:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/s.php?k=400000010&amp;amp;c1=2" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Causes&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/s.php?k=400000010&amp;amp;c1=2&amp;amp;c2=24" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Fundraiser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Network:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;Global&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="Time and Place" class="profileTable info_table" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;Sunday, July 26, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Time:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;10:00am - 10:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="label" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 100px; color: gray; "&gt;Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="data" style="text-align: left; vertical-align: top; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="datawrap" style="word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;Ground Floor Promenade One Utama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Container"&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Box" style="padding-bottom: 15px; position: relative; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Content" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; "&gt;&lt;div class="description UIOneOff_Container" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Live Right Now! is a charity awareness campaign and fund-raising project aimed at promoting a healthy lifestyle towards Malaysians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main fund-raising event will be an exhibition-cum-bazaar held on the 26th of July at the Ground Floor Promenade at the One Utama Shopping Centre in Bandar Utama. It will begin at 10.00 am to 10.00 pm and will comprise of exhibition booths manned by students as well as a bazaar section full of sales booths. There will be games, competitions and performances by our very own talented Cempakans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations collected through this fund-raising project will be given to the National Cancer Council, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;MAKNA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further inquiries, feel free to contact any of us by email or through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=137292586424"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SmRUohE-EPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/_B5C61q6vA8/s320/5934_134768460008_716910008_2735526_5377156_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502511528448242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Container"&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Box" style="padding-bottom: 15px; position: relative; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;div class="UIProfileBox_Content" style="overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 8px; "&gt;&lt;div class="description UIOneOff_Container" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;hint hint, be sure to check out the face painting/t-shirt painting booth, i'll be there! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5961170144639297675?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5961170144639297675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5961170144639297675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/liverightnow.html' title='liverightnow.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SmRUo1-VhvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Ti4E8vuThF0/s72-c/6011_102882106126_544136126_2148669_4564984_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1980184451011805630</id><published>2009-07-19T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:19:25.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>absurdity.</title><content type='html'>i'm drowning in tissue paper and books.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a horrible death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a lighter note, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none; cursor: -webkit-zoom-in; " src="http://tatooine.fortunecity.com/bear/353/pyro-myspace2.jpg" width="444" height="593" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yea, baybe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and and. i absolutely cannot wait for them to make the deadpool/wade wilson x-men origins thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="-webkit-user-select: none; cursor: -webkit-zoom-in; " src="http://www.aceshowbiz.com/images/still/wolverine51.jpg" width="474" height="593" /&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/4754332899411435496-1980184451011805630?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1980184451011805630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1980184451011805630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/absurdity.html' title='absurdity.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6791970629263685393</id><published>2009-07-15T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:43:02.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a self inflicted coma.</title><content type='html'>i'm so sick. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;phlegm-meghm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm feeling all sad and sorry for myself right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh! i've rekindled my love for all things&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; x-men&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; related. :P hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i've resurrected my inner geek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't waaaaaaaaait for the end of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i don't have to hide my stash of comic books in fear that my mom will come in and scream at me for not studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HURRY UP TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please, slow down, girl,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're moving way too fast for their world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We've gotta make this last,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Slow down girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We're moving way too fast for their world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We've gotta make this last,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I know it hurts to feel so all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm by myself, more than you could know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- december, hawthorne heights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/4754332899411435496-6791970629263685393?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6791970629263685393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6791970629263685393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/self-inflicted-coma.html' title='a self inflicted coma.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-6550187548915455292</id><published>2009-07-10T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T03:01:15.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;"The moment our eyes collided across the crowded hallway, the thudding of my heart and they way you stole my breath made me realise that you were the tomato sauce on my fries, the power cord to my electrical socket, the painkiller to my period pain, the twinkle twinkle to my little star - without you I am incomplete!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;- the love doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;you're like a souffle.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt; all light and lovely to look at but with absolutely no substance. and i'm like a fruitcake. all sickeningly sweet until you get underneath and realize i'm just a little bit nutty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4754332899411435496-6550187548915455292?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6550187548915455292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/6550187548915455292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/rawr.html' title='rawr.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-362403343816943598</id><published>2009-07-09T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T04:23:37.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bringggg.</title><content type='html'>today wasn't exactly brilliant.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well hopefully it'll turn around tonight. which i think it will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywayyyyyy, i almost couldn't wake up. then blah-di-blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fast forward to after school where we had life saving. for 15 minutes. then it rained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;bummed about till 5.30p.m.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS79od8qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nNTkI2fngLY/s1600-h/Photo+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS79od8qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nNTkI2fngLY/s320/Photo+140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419259425485474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS63jdiUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/gH7XLciMi30/s1600-h/Photo+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS63jdiUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/gH7XLciMi30/s1600-h/Photo+138.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS63jdiUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/gH7XLciMi30/s320/Photo+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419240614005058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS63jdiUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/gH7XLciMi30/s1600-h/Photo+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS6h4XwMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L6sYP0IqT9I/s1600-h/Photo+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS6h4XwMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/L6sYP0IqT9I/s320/Photo+131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419234796126402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS6Q4uySI/AAAAAAAAAUs/3ulQsYBbK-U/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS6Q4uySI/AAAAAAAAAUs/3ulQsYBbK-U/s320/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419230234233122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/4754332899411435496-362403343816943598?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/362403343816943598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/362403343816943598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/bringggg.html' title='bringggg.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SlXS79od8qI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nNTkI2fngLY/s72-c/Photo+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-312293303928526370</id><published>2009-07-08T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:30:00.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bury me in sand.</title><content type='html'>ohtogootness. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm taking too long! waaaaaaay too long. at this rate, i'm only gonna fall asleep at like. 1 a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like 1 hour per chapter! which is 1 c/h. hahaha. getit getit? okay nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't function right with only. hang on. lemme count. 5 and a half hours of sleep! i'll be even worse than today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plus plus plus. my health has been deteriorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i swim morrow and die of pneumonia, blame it on sejarah i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-312293303928526370?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/312293303928526370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/312293303928526370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/bury-me-in-sand.html' title='bury me in sand.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-7546694561272918489</id><published>2009-07-08T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T02:40:37.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for no occasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yet another round of math. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;honestly, i have no idea how mathematicians do it. i'd probably go crazy with all those numbers swirling around in my head. give me words any day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today was _______. it is to be left blank because i have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i feel strangely numb. but not to the extent that math is any less painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i cannot wait. for. the &lt;s&gt;week&lt;/s&gt;end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/4754332899411435496-7546694561272918489?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7546694561272918489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/7546694561272918489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-no-occasion.html' title='for no occasion'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5322505785964642929</id><published>2009-07-06T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:34:07.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tied down.</title><content type='html'>ack. math is &lt;i&gt;yuckadoodles&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohmygosh. my mom just entered my room and told me she ordered pizza. &lt;b&gt;WOOHOO&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so incredibly cool coz we very rarely have pizza. sadly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my calculator is pretty. it's so. helpful in solving stoopid little math sums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's see let's see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;urms. 6 terra girls went out on saturday, 4th of july, for a sort of reunion thingay. sam and ly sha were there! it was stellar to see them again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that was dinner with cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;day after that was work-my-butt-off day. but i still didn't manage to finish much. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no idea what's been going on lately. sigh sigh sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's like. all a blur and nothing registers. all i can do is gooooo with the flow. i wanna be a rock. so i can stop. and let it all sink in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getit getit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;colbie callait has a very pretty voice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-family:tahoma, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;br /&gt;make me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;where ever it goes&lt;br /&gt;i always know&lt;br /&gt;that you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;please stay for a while now&lt;br /&gt;just take your time&lt;br /&gt;where ever you go.&lt;/i&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/4754332899411435496-5322505785964642929?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5322505785964642929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5322505785964642929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/07/tied-down.html' title='tied down.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-1678807347254017918</id><published>2009-06-30T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T06:21:31.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>us against the world.</title><content type='html'>i have like. this renewed blogging fetish. it's so interesting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to be busy. but i don't want to be busy. i want to just laze around not doing anything. and forget about the fact that PMR is urm. lemme count. 3 months away. since today is the 30th of june already, i'm counting it as like. yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you catch my drift?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, zai sheng, daniel chan, carmen, mithrra and amanda koh came to the conclusion that i am lala. something about me being 7/8 lala. or 0.5 or something. pfft! how dare they!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not that like, it's bad to be lala or anything. because that'll just be insulting to lalas. which i am not part of! but still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then daniel chan decided i'm spastic. i'm not! reallayyyyy. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just flail around alot. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tony oller is like. reaaaaaaally purty. he's out of this world spectacular. he's like an aurora. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dancin' out on 7th street,&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' through the underground,&lt;br /&gt;Dancin' with the marionette,&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're blue&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go when you're lonely&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;such a pretty song. :)&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/4754332899411435496-1678807347254017918?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1678807347254017918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/1678807347254017918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/us-against-world.html' title='us against the world.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-5902823580669520650</id><published>2009-06-28T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:48:23.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trumpet.</title><content type='html'>oooooooooh. lala. hahahahaha. oohlala. oolala?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's what my sister said when she was watching ben10. then she attempted to wolf whistle. note attempted. i almost opened an umbrella. :P hehehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what did the apple say to the banana?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;think think think. as i continue this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had piano today and my teacher didn't kill me. my sight reading can't be that bad. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everybody's been posting pictures of themselves. reallayyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this has turned out to be a really useless post. i just felt like doing it to waste time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, the answer to my question earlier, i.e. : what did the apple say to the banana isssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTHING! hahahahahaha! apples can't talk! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4754332899411435496-5902823580669520650?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5902823580669520650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4754332899411435496/posts/default/5902823580669520650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com/2009/06/trumpet.html' title='trumpet.'/><author><name>amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09204171825897809371</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/StMK_7RvcGI/AAAAAAAAAY4/8yj4kN4IF7E/S220/IMG_1345.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4754332899411435496.post-2038928391989197555</id><published>2009-06-26T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:13:41.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coz i'm cool like that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yesterday, i slept from 5pm-7pm, woke up and proceeded to have dinner with my cousins, then slept from 11pm-11am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cool am i? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now it is 1pm and i haven't done anything except lounge around laughing at random things because it feels so good to not have to do anything except. urm. homework. and study. and mandarin. and piano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh no. i have piano morrow. and it's a sunday. nooooooooooo. my lounging around time is so limited. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the post-it note on my wall is starting to glare at me. and it doesn't have eyes! i think i'm delusional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;amanda koh finally got around to giving me a father's day card. wanna have a look-see? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SkWpHWoPK7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/8ey8f5bpN0I/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KPcD1qERSY4/SkWpHWoPK7I/AAAAAAAAAUA/8ey8f5bpN0I/s320/Photo+116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351869675998227378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : meheheh. to view absolutely gorgeous pictures of mit and i, please head on over to her blog, &lt;a href="http://floralabundance.blogspot.com"&gt;mithrra's blog&lt;/a&gt; . yes, we are vain people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4754332899411435496-2038928391989197555?l=echo-in-my-mind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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