<?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-396304410292823379</id><updated>2011-12-30T09:26:27.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love May Ping</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6411934059191121887</id><published>2009-01-01T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:52:46.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED.</title><content type='html'>If you lost us, you can try your luck at General's Office lost-and-found (although your missing items don't usually end up in lost-and-found).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Else, you can trace our latest links here! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://443055.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://443055.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;a href="http://452000.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://452000.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://36373839.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://36373839.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;旧的不去，新的不来。Huat 呀！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6411934059191121887?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6411934059191121887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6411934059191121887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6411934059191121887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6411934059191121887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2009/01/moved.html' title='MOVED.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7722083922751681331</id><published>2008-12-26T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T03:19:39.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on SOMETHING</title><content type='html'>I know, it is totally my fault that Esther is ruining this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I coudn't stand the previous post too, really. And I only read the first few lines... and the last one of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not allow such a thing to happen every again. To show how sincere I am, I shall fine Esther to pay everyone who read that post 10cents each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to all my adoring fans: Pamela has just secretly joined my fanclub. She uploaded photos of me in her blog to share with the millions of other fans out there in the world. You know, my fan club is universal and we have always been living peacefully in this Earth community and we hate people who waste food (aka JY). They are totally so inconsiderate and they spare no thoughts for the starving people out there in the Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the Earth!&lt;br /&gt;Stop wasting food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is part of my Fan club's motto. Actually I should probably type something like 'Stop Animal Abuse' but I can't bring myself to do it cause I enjoy eating them too much. I can't help it!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly feel alot for the Earth and starving people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should help to save them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the main point, we should thank Pamela for her kind contribution of the wonderful photos of me. She is doing her part in saving the earth. *Nods head*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7722083922751681331?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7722083922751681331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7722083922751681331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7722083922751681331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7722083922751681331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/12/affair-on-something.html' title='The Affair on SOMETHING'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8100051758325299464</id><published>2008-12-20T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:09:19.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Another Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lelong lelong&lt;/em&gt;! Calling for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ring ring!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; *yawns* Hello, this is An Update. Who's that speaking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong:&lt;/strong&gt; Speaking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, s-p-e-a-k-i-n-g, SPEAKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong:&lt;/strong&gt; Orh.... I speaking engrish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; -.- Sorry, may I know who am I speaking to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong:&lt;/strong&gt; No-no! No two, only got one. Only I one person speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update: &lt;/strong&gt;Umm okay, Mister... only-I-one-person, would you like to make a reservation with us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong: &lt;/strong&gt;Reservation? Ok I wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update: &lt;/strong&gt;So you would like make one room reservation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I speaking engrish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong: &lt;/strong&gt;Ahh, test me is it? Sorry I know! Sorry is paiseh lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; Paiseh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes, paiseh, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Update:&lt;/strong&gt; No, I don't. But I know this blog is updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelong: &lt;/strong&gt;Okay then. See you next time! Bye bye muackxxzzz! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8100051758325299464?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8100051758325299464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8100051758325299464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8100051758325299464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8100051758325299464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/12/lunwen-on-another-update.html' title='The Lunwen on Another Update.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6810354247018709934</id><published>2008-12-05T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:56:42.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on An Update.</title><content type='html'>Hi babes and hunks out there! (I assume that im speaking to the air..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to our first annual combined blog meets! At this very time, very space, I am proud to announce that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *drumroll please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thank you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WE ARE GOING TO HAVE AN UPDATE IN A MONTH'S PLUS TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please applause VERY LOUDLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your warm gesture of appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm. Excuse me while I go have my dinner. Meanwhile, you can enjoy your update. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bar Chor Mee, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6810354247018709934?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6810354247018709934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6810354247018709934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6810354247018709934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6810354247018709934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/12/lunwen-on-update.html' title='The Lunwen on An Update.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8285669739470539721</id><published>2008-10-30T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:21:42.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>海门南京之旅 之 星星篇</title><content type='html'>I just spotted a star in the sky! Reminds me of being in the Astronomy tower in Nanjing where we watched fake stars, moon and planets whirling in the space above us while the teacher droned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of erm fell asleep when he was talking about horoscopes cause I coudn't make out what images the stars are trying to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally woke up when he was talking about the moon and eclipses. And I found Rachel Tang sleeping like a pig beside me. Her hair was like a lion's and her face was as black as a black elephant. It was like watching a zoo sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat up and asked across Rachel, "Eh, are you all awake?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Yun was so happy when I asked that, cause she thought she was the only one sleeping. And in an instance, we all found best friends with the same hobby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8285669739470539721?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8285669739470539721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8285669739470539721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8285669739470539721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8285669739470539721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='海门南京之旅 之 星星篇'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3053767622200422462</id><published>2008-09-27T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:26:57.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on 甲骨文.</title><content type='html'>I was demonstrating to my mum how Liu Lao Shi writes "生".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then showed me her way of writing -- turns out that my mum is a 甲骨文 master too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3053767622200422462?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3053767622200422462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3053767622200422462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3053767622200422462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3053767622200422462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunwen-on.html' title='The Lunwen on 甲骨文.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7369118461954761327</id><published>2008-09-19T03:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:03:29.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Freedom is just there.</title><content type='html'>This is my most hardworking week of the entire year. Ok it's the only week of the entire year that you can find me studying everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more papers! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA Compre (Yuck) and History!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch TV without feeling guilty.. just 3 1/2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm having some indigestion problem. Haven't pooped for two days. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7369118461954761327?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7369118461954761327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7369118461954761327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7369118461954761327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7369118461954761327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/09/affair-on-freedom-is-just-there.html' title='The affair on Freedom is just there.'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4555310144841011479</id><published>2008-09-11T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T06:11:32.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The EOY fever.</title><content type='html'>I don't why but the good luck smses for eoys are making me even more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know im weird. I shall go pack my bag now and call piggy later if i can still rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR EOY EVERYBODY! :D (nono im not trying to make you nervous too. heh :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4555310144841011479?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4555310144841011479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4555310144841011479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4555310144841011479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4555310144841011479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoy-fever.html' title='The EOY fever.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6728793441621439065</id><published>2008-09-08T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T03:16:13.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on my Aura</title><content type='html'>Everybody must be feeling very stressed up for the upcoming exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me spread my aura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Da!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you feel more relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly recall being the 'Snow Fairy' last year before SYF. What a gross memory. Let me erase it from my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do have a brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yilin must be rushing off to check the dictionary for the word 'brain'. Stop fussing about. The word 'brain' is not in your dictionary'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Anyway, Cute right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SMT6iqWdhRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/skjY5DUPdKc/s1600-h/094115390o1ier545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243591339557094674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SMT6iqWdhRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/skjY5DUPdKc/s320/094115390o1ier545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 林宥嘉's kiddy photo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6728793441621439065?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6728793441621439065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6728793441621439065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6728793441621439065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6728793441621439065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/09/affair-on-my-aura.html' title='The affair on my Aura'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SMT6iqWdhRI/AAAAAAAAAPM/skjY5DUPdKc/s72-c/094115390o1ier545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4319830321218170518</id><published>2008-09-04T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:55:07.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on im hungry.</title><content type='html'>Bio is making me sleep zzzzzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I don't have to elaborate much. Experiencing is believing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, im hungry. Hydrochloric acid is attacking me! &gt;.&lt; No mum in the house since tuesday, so sisters and i have been settling our own meals. Well, we combine breakfast with lunch most of the time since we sleep like nobody's business unless there's school activities the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Fish on teevee! Fish Leong lah (on 100% entertainent currently airing on Channel U), not food. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have such a sad and boring life. Seeing fishes that can't be eaten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishes, eaten. Oooh it rhymes! Im such a genius! hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't help that i am a prose-pro, im still hungry :( and it seems that we are having hotdog + bread + egg + cheese for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. nutrition isnt priority when we are lazy and mum-less. foodcourt food isnt that nutritous anyway so who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mich's fav korean drama is airing in thirteen minutes' time. Staiway to Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, time to prepare dinner. im super duper hungry after typing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat old chang kee's curry pok :( but the nearest outlet is 5 bus-stops away. double :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. I shall go google for photos of curry poks and imagine myself eating it. Well, they always say seeing is believing, not meh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4319830321218170518?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4319830321218170518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4319830321218170518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4319830321218170518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4319830321218170518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunwen-on-im-hungry.html' title='The Lunwen on im hungry.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-9125770082541167481</id><published>2008-08-25T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:31:09.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Evil Ulcer.</title><content type='html'>Wahhhh... T.T There's a horrible ulcer on my lower lip, and it's right smacked in the middle, where my lip is splitting (I've got a really bad habit of biting my lips).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah sian. Super painful T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go complain to my mum. Let's hope ulcers don't like nagging, and then they will miraculously disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, I will treat you to Monmilk if you disappear okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ulcer remains as it is*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I assume that you prefer the first option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ulcer screams and starts throwing tantrum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WL don't bluff me lah. Ulcer where can scream one? I not 3-year-old kid okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ulcer sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!! I win!!! *do the william hung thingy in a very non-william hung way*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hereby declare myself the winner, award myself a silver medal, and give myself $750,000 prize money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Now I have the money to buy ulcer cream! :D *skips off happily in a 3-year-old manner, and of course, not forgetting to do the william hung thingy in a very non-william hung way*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-9125770082541167481?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/9125770082541167481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=9125770082541167481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9125770082541167481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9125770082541167481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunwen-on-evil-ulcer.html' title='The Lunwen on The Evil Ulcer.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5963590398488892279</id><published>2008-08-22T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:50:07.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on I bet no one bothers about this title.</title><content type='html'>Umm, mp told me to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. Heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay I'll do a proper one later. Shall go dredge for some food now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Mr K. Leong said that dredge is a more profound way of expressing "dig" during geog class today. Confucius says we must be profound in our thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. Did Confucius even say something like that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.p.s. Who cares. Food more impt. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5963590398488892279?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5963590398488892279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5963590398488892279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5963590398488892279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5963590398488892279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunwen-on-i-bet-no-one-bothers-about.html' title='The Lunwen on I bet no one bothers about this title.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6218175118229294122</id><published>2008-08-21T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:12:49.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on The Traumatised and The Hopeless.</title><content type='html'>Some catchups on the past few weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1) Mr Zein's Terrible Encounter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine Tuesday, class 4F had P.E. lessons, and they all had to change into their P.E. attires before the lesson. The guys got chased out and the girls changed in the class. (Don't worry, we're in a L.T. classroom-no windows. LOL.) However, being very conservative, reserved, shy, demure (the list goes on), I went to change in the toilet, dragging Rachel Tang along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were lucky we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becuase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zein walked into the classroom, not knowing that there were people changing. No one will expect it actually, especially since this is a co-ed school. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This part is adapted from Idiot's blog. Yes she does reply to the name Idiot. Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didnt realise anything at the beginning, and so he stoned there for quite long. I think he wanted to come in to find Nicole, but he was deep in thoughts or something. Then Iimelda etc. started screaming, and then he realised. So he quickly left the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! LOL. I'm sorry but this is really quite funny, though it must be embarassing for both Mr Zein and the people who were changing. But thankfully, only a few people were changing when he walked in. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Yi Lin says that she saw him stoning outside the class, and thus inferring that he must be really in a state of shock. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for P.E. after that. (I was still unaware of the incident, cause I was in the toilet all the while.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan Tui Gee gave his weekly P.E. speech for around 15 minutes. He went to collect the P.E. equipment after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mrs Phua suddenly appeared from th staff room towards the hall with another teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first sentence was: "4F what have you all done to Mr Zein? Do you know that he is in a state of shock right now??! He is very traumatised."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! LOL okay it's evil to laugh but it was REALLY funny. Can you just imagine MR ZEIN, who is normally so calm and composed and even sacarstic and evil (haha!), ina state of shock, stoning, being traumatised? Haha. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall go down as history in his life. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mr Tan said: "现在的男人很容易被女人吓到." LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we were all laughing when Mr Zein walked into class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face was super funny and I think he was thinking whether he should laugh or be embarrassed LOL. His first sentence: "I'm kind of scared to step into your classroom nowadays."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, if you hadn't wanted to give us a "History open book exercise" (which is suppose to be a nicer sounding phrase for test), you woudn't even come into our class in the first place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hannah's 'Wall of fame'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in a LT classroomthe wall is like less than a meter away from the people sitting at the aisle. And Hannah the crazy recently found a new interest in this blank piece of wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, she pasted some photo of some Jap guys. (I have no idea who- must be not famous one. Heh.) But recently, the 'Wall of Fame' is becoming bigger than ever and there are like 3-4 king-sized photos of Micheal Phelps and 2-3 queen sized photos of Usaine Bolte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's feeling bored with work in class, and when she's done with annoying me, she likes to turn to the wall and pretend that Micheal Phelps is proclaiming his love for her. And today there was this massive discussion at the back about whether Micheal Phelps can cook-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Shirlene has this thing for the Bolte guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I realised that I have nothing to say at all. They are simply too hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw Mrs Tan is cute! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SK2UoK3pVuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vrRWEJ1kY74/s1600-h/mrstan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237005359535183586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SK2UoK3pVuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vrRWEJ1kY74/s320/mrstan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's going be 12 soon. Shall start studying History. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I really have no mood.&lt;br /&gt;Today was really such a happy and smooth day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6218175118229294122?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6218175118229294122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6218175118229294122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6218175118229294122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6218175118229294122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/affair-on-terrible-and-hopeless.html' title='The affair on The Traumatised and The Hopeless.'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SK2UoK3pVuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/vrRWEJ1kY74/s72-c/mrstan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2237649264182132079</id><published>2008-08-13T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:15:32.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on LEFT HANDERS</title><content type='html'>HAPPY LEFT HANDERS' DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lefthandersday.com/"&gt;http://www.lefthandersday.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice knowing that all the left handers in the world are suffering because we are made to do alot of stuff the "right-handed way" most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just payback for being too intelligent :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUJU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can stop poking me in the future and become more sensible. Hopefully, you will stop talking so much too. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a left-hander! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2237649264182132079?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2237649264182132079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2237649264182132079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2237649264182132079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2237649264182132079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/affair-on-left-handers.html' title='The affair on LEFT HANDERS'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1661769988022995313</id><published>2008-08-10T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T02:00:27.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Violins!</title><content type='html'>I was watching 娱乐百分百on Thursday and I am more compelled to learn violin/viola :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蔡旻佑's violin is nice. I didn't know that he was THAT musically inclined. Apparently he started learning violin and piano since young and he's taking music as a major in University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearances are deceiving sia. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he composed this on the spot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XrB-SYx-4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2XrB-SYx-4Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I think string instruments are amazing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from a talented 4 year old boy from Thailand. You can hear him playing Allegro (dyb song :D) at the back part of the video. Though its kind of out of tune, we have to remember that he's only 4.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3bW9P5Z6sI=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3bW9P5Z6sI=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1661769988022995313?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1661769988022995313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1661769988022995313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1661769988022995313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1661769988022995313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/affair-on-violins.html' title='The affair on Violins!'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5417329873468472212</id><published>2008-08-07T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:35:21.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on mypinkwishes.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, please visit this uber entertaining and umm, bimbo website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mypinkwishes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mypinkwishes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in com lab for the QSE survey, something really funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from the pink blog owner: EVERYONE (okayy almost everyone) was reading MYPINKWISHES!! :D i stood up and i saw PINK SCREENS EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super comical. Hey mayping, it seems that our blog isnt receiving enough attention as it should be. Maybe we should create an imaginery guy who spams the tagboard. lol. Else, we can blog about our movie date and our *ahem* grand plans to have our brunch in the movie theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoes are totally soaked from the downpour today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian la tmr fun run I dont want to be producing squishy sounds when I run! That is if im even running. 4K is planning to bond our class by having a mass &lt;strong&gt;walk&lt;/strong&gt;-cum-run. AHEM. :D haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5417329873468472212?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5417329873468472212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5417329873468472212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5417329873468472212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5417329873468472212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunwen-on-mypinkwishes.html' title='The Lunwen on mypinkwishes.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3327531043705447731</id><published>2008-08-07T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:20:08.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Breaking Dawn and Aunties</title><content type='html'>If I had things my way, I would have finished reading Breaking Dawn already. &lt;em&gt;If&lt;/em&gt; only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Popular yesterday happily after the Physics Test to collect my pre-ordered copy of Breaking Dawn. But the response I got was "Breaking Dawn is currently out of stock".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Booo. The second shipping will only reach one week later. Sian la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held back from collecting the book on the first day (Monday) because knowing myself too well, I will be so engrossed in the book that I will neglect my Geog Report and Physics Test. So I waited until Physics Test is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian la sian la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No use crying over spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, there are still 5 packets of monmilk left at my house. Movie date with piggy on Monday! I want to watch 12 Lotus Flower :D Lol yalah yalah i know i sound very auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChaoYuan and Eleanor were like "What? Why you want to watch an auntie show?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's friends had the exact same reaction when my sister told them she wanted to catch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if im auntie? 万事起头难，当auntie不难！:D lol!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im teaching my 4-year old sis how to write her alphabets in small caps. Yay haha. I feel very pro. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is left-handed, so I have to guide her using my left hand too. And she writes everything in the opposite sequence. And I tell you, she's damn pro at writing mirror image (laterally and horizontally). I was taken aback when I first saw her doing it. Literally jaw-drop. I mean, man, a kid who is barely 4?? (Shes a nov baby.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should take a photo and upload it next time. But it gets irritating somethings because her "normal" alphabets are laterally inverted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3327531043705447731?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3327531043705447731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3327531043705447731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3327531043705447731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3327531043705447731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunwen-on-breaking-dawn-and-aunties.html' title='The Lunwen on Breaking Dawn and Aunties'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5331600149735745624</id><published>2008-08-05T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T05:29:00.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on 102 Dalmations (One gave birth)</title><content type='html'>YES 林宥嘉 seriously rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice has this calming effect that cheers me up and I always feel comforted after hearing his songs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASSIE AGREES and we were talking about it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, everybody should just go listen to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5331600149735745624?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5331600149735745624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5331600149735745624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5331600149735745624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5331600149735745624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/affair-on-again.html' title='The affair on 102 Dalmations (One gave birth)'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1828776081292199029</id><published>2008-08-04T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:37:48.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on 101 Dalmations.</title><content type='html'>Lin You Jia Rocks! Hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, I just wanted to say that this is our 101st post. WL mayping got the 100th one. Sob :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm hot, You're cold~" &lt;/em&gt;I am suddenly reminded of this JB (Jonas Brothers, not Johor Bahru) song that Michelle likes to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYJ rocks lah haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1828776081292199029?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1828776081292199029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1828776081292199029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1828776081292199029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1828776081292199029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lunwen-on-101-dalmations.html' title='The Lunwen on 101 Dalmations.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-9088818738882170759</id><published>2008-08-03T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T00:31:06.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Black Brownies</title><content type='html'>Oh wow my brother just told a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were eating ice cream happily when he exclaimed, "I like this black colour thing, though I don't know what is it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a kind sister, I decided to impart this crucial piece of knowledge to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's called brownie. B-R-O-W-N-I-E."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, being a moron, just had to comment further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it's black. How can it be called a brownie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds, he thought of an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I know why already. Cause you so ugly your name also got the word "Mei", that's why black colour things also can be called brownie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have located the holy cane in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is our 100th post! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-9088818738882170759?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/9088818738882170759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=9088818738882170759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9088818738882170759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9088818738882170759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/08/affair-on-black-brownies.html' title='The Affair on Black Brownies'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7969185080744787560</id><published>2008-07-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:49:32.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy.</title><content type='html'>Hi world. Thank you for all your concern for my missing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem TB and Chem Notebook has been found. Correction fluid gone case liao. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly is currently churning out 24 pieces of love notes for fellow zheng mates for handover tomorrow. Yours Truly haven't studied for tomorrow's Hamlet test yet. Yours Truly is feeling lazy and planning to continue churning out the 24 piece of love notes tomorrow.v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly is also feeling hungry and this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard of the saying "A hungry man is an angry man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Yours Truly is no man, and neither is Ophelia nor Gertrude, we can still be hungry. Yours Truly is not yet angry, but very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly is hungry and tired, and the stuff on Yours Truly's table are in a total chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly is getting irritated of calling myself Yours Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly shall go hide a little corner and eat shampoo now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7969185080744787560?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7969185080744787560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7969185080744787560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7969185080744787560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7969185080744787560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy.html' title='Busy.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5510391787321747284</id><published>2008-07-28T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:38:29.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where, where, where?</title><content type='html'>Where is my liquid paper???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad :( Who took my liquid paper??? Crap. It was still happily sitting in my shoe pencil case when I did my maths assignment yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the house upside down, but to no avail. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it is better than losing my pink scissors that I had since K2. I think I will be extremely sad if I lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiya stupid lah. My liquid paper still quite new one leh. Grr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, mo xie is getting on my nerves. Get a life, mo xie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5510391787321747284?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5510391787321747284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5510391787321747284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5510391787321747284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5510391787321747284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-where-where.html' title='Where, where, where?'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1971165447914907007</id><published>2008-07-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T09:47:19.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on My EQ is Quite High</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your EQ is 147&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoureqquiz/eq-6.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are warm and open. Even when life gets you down, you're unafraid of the world and its challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are comfortable with who you are. And you accept your weaknesses - as well as the weaknesses of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you are quite stable, you don't respond perfectly to every bad situation that comes up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have enough emotional intelligence to know when you need a course correction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1971165447914907007?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1971165447914907007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1971165447914907007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1971165447914907007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1971165447914907007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-my-eq-is-quite-high.html' title='The affair on My EQ is Quite High'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2023695338438535139</id><published>2008-07-26T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T06:28:58.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on LA documentary</title><content type='html'>Whee we finally finished our documentary :D &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally handed in today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fun fact:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed up till 5AM on thursday to complete it. (Though we didn't complete it in the end.)&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;5AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up at 5AM the day before that to send my Dong Zhou buddy off. Which means that I did not sleep for 24 hours. This is so cool. But I think I will not want to do it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 4.30A.M, we were in a very blur mode and Yi Lin kept stoning. And Wei Jie was sleeping with his face under a stool. And Gui Ju was sad that she could not see his face clearly :( And I was busy observing them :) [I know this sounds like we were not doing any work but in fact, we were. LOL.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW at 9P.M. plus, Yi Lin slept for 10 minutes on my brother's bed. I will share upload the unglam video of her doing so on Youtube as soon as possible. Don't worry, I will share with everyone for FREE :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our programme booklet is chio, our DVD CD picture is chio, our DVD case cover is chio, our reflections are chio, our documentary is kind of chio and most importantly, I am chio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that this has been a very enjoyable process and it was fun working with everybody, excluding Gui Ju cause she sucks and she keeps giving me surprise tickle attacks as I am typing this. I think that it is because she is extremely happy with what I wrote at the beginning of this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry I'm not in a very normal state now. This is totally not my fault. It's Yi Lin's fault. She keeps calling everybody auntie. And Gui Ju keeps calling me My Dear. And Rachel has been calling me pig from the very first day I know her. ARRGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The above was written on Saturday at around 1A.M.+ on Saturday. I think I wasn't feeling quite alright as I was typing all that out. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently suppossed to be studying Hamlet now. (AGAIN)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Hamlet's character sucks. I think I will die if I had to do project with someone like him. I will probably slap him a few times and stuff fish into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For people who are bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWbS5rI-_PQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWbS5rI-_PQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of funny :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw this is only part I of I. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;林宥嘉cheers me up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2023695338438535139?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2023695338438535139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2023695338438535139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2023695338438535139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2023695338438535139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-la-documentary.html' title='The affair on LA documentary'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6919271648981101625</id><published>2008-07-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T07:52:08.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on No place to go.</title><content type='html'>It seems as if teenagers in Singapore don't have much hideouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we bring our buddies around, this is where we typically go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Bugis, maybe marina square.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: East Coast Park, maybe parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Little India too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like the whole world is going to the same place, and yet we don't meet (okay some do). But somehow, we are there, same venue, same time, different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tag if you brought your Dong Zhou buddy to Bugis on saturday and ECP on sunday. Then we can all see for ourselves. Heh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6919271648981101625?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6919271648981101625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6919271648981101625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6919271648981101625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6919271648981101625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunwen-on-no-place-to-go.html' title='The Lunwen on No place to go.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8400139975432739513</id><published>2008-07-14T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:51:28.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on I forgot what I ate for dinner today</title><content type='html'>Our Dong Zhou buddies are coming this Wednesday, which is like two days later, which is like why my house I super tidy now. Cause my mum was chasing after us with The Cane to tidy up the whole house and keep our stuff. Luckily I already packed my table yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brother is irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: “That person is girl or guy?”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Girl la”&lt;br /&gt;Bro: “YAY! I am going to let the person have an UNFORGETTABLE time here in Singapore.”&lt;br /&gt;Me: o.O&lt;br /&gt;Bro: “I hope that the person will give you an UNFORGETTABLE time when you go over next time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fear not, I have my secret weapon against him. Mwahahaha. I have a video of him saying that he wants to be a florist when he grows up. Nyeh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW we have to bring our buddies to passing down on Friday. Which is abit weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But passing down is going to be so exciting! Haha. I haven't been to a dazu for ages. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO GOING TO MAKE A BANNER FOR **. Shall ask Hanyin and JY about it tomorrow. Heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8400139975432739513?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8400139975432739513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8400139975432739513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8400139975432739513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8400139975432739513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-i-forgot-what-i-ate-for.html' title='The affair on I forgot what I ate for dinner today'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3174600648140822335</id><published>2008-07-12T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:58:25.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on 吃榴莲吃到“笑”</title><content type='html'>此时此刻，本人的老爸、老妈、两个老妹及一个表弟，正在厨房和水果之王展开世纪大战。水果之王来势汹汹，绝非等闲之辈。大伙尽忠职守各自的岗位，兵来将挡，战况一发不可收拾。交手三十几回，皇家将屡战屡败。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本人已败下阵来（否则怎么会有闲情逸致在这儿打文），留下大伙厮守沙场。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可惜今天咱家的主力老三不在（她和学校的同学去“榴莲壳”看魔术表演），否则必定再大战他个二十几回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;刚才遇到两个难产儿，家父立即进行“剖复生产”，实在是有惊无险。大事过后，老爸功力大减。对付水果大王实在是耗尽体力，所以大伙一致决定，先来个缓兵计，待老三回来后重新布阵，日后再战。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君子报仇，十年不晚。虽说咱家阴盛阳衰，也无妨。古代不也有个花木兰做开锋么，怕啥。尽管放马过来吧！哈哈哈哈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3174600648140822335?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3174600648140822335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3174600648140822335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3174600648140822335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3174600648140822335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunwen-on.html' title='The Lunwen on 吃榴莲吃到“笑”'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3918781751627083373</id><published>2008-07-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:34:09.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on my love, Hamlet</title><content type='html'>Dear Hamlet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lack the courage to act! You think too deeply but you do nothing about your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been more courageous, your book might not have been so famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-my Hamlet, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to do badly for your test later. I have not done any text-based essays since Year2 EOYS and here is a test coming along, just one week after we started learning about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be or not to be? That is the question. (Ok fine no link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let be. (Act 5 Scene 2... no link too :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3918781751627083373?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3918781751627083373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3918781751627083373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3918781751627083373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3918781751627083373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-my-love-hamlet.html' title='The affair on my love, Hamlet'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-343904521057987666</id><published>2008-07-10T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:38:40.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Toad Bag.</title><content type='html'>Both my sisters have this item called 'toad bag' on their wishlist (on their blogs). I was very, very amused, and EXREMELY DISTURBED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221392539417592530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SHYc2bjcQtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/tA7KT0KkB-Q/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221392313916319890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SHYcpTfv6JI/AAAAAAAAAuc/g-WxbPk-Ie4/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I mean, toad bags. (Come again?) Toad bags. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Something like frog bags I assume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What? TOAD BAGS?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want no toads in my house man. And definitely no NEW toads.&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/396304410292823379-343904521057987666?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/343904521057987666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=343904521057987666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/343904521057987666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/343904521057987666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunwen-on-toad-bag.html' title='The Lunwen on Toad Bag.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SHYc2bjcQtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/tA7KT0KkB-Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7986761734656004105</id><published>2008-07-10T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T07:17:09.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Dear Hammy</title><content type='html'>I have a feeling that I will do very badly for your test tomorrow. My nose is peeling and it hurts like crap. It's a lil' itchy too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall call mp to complain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7986761734656004105?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7986761734656004105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7986761734656004105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7986761734656004105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7986761734656004105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunwen-on-dear-hammy.html' title='The Lunwen on Dear Hammy'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8109170885654908965</id><published>2008-07-06T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T09:27:19.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on my Youth Day</title><content type='html'>We're going to interview Guiju's brother tomorrow for our LA film! This is how our phone conversation went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh so we meeting at 8a.m. to film tomorrow. Can?&lt;br /&gt;Guiju: Ok should be can. Wait ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sidetracks to talk to her bro-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guiju: Oi tomorrow eight you can right?&lt;br /&gt;GJ's Bro: HUH? EIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Guiju: Can la, anyway film finish you come back watch cartoon just nice what.&lt;br /&gt;GJ's Bro: So early!&lt;br /&gt;Guiju: You everytime also wake up so early to watch TV one what! Rarrh.&lt;br /&gt;GJ's Bro: NOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-comes back to talk to me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guiju: Ok should be can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I thought it was kind of funny how her brother was refusing all the way and she can come back and tell me 'Ok should be can'. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 林宥嘉 sang out of tune for the first song at the 金曲奖颁奖典礼 yesterday. Must be kind of bad for me to be able to tell that it's out LOL. I was so shocked to hear him go out of tune so badly cause this has never happened before and I thought my ears had so problems but it didn't turn out so and I'm still quite amused by it. Haha. I have no idea why. He sang that song somewhere else again today (I saw it on Youtube) and the pitch was alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DD4hoeNudXI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DD4hoeNudXI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still quite amused. It's kind of funny actually LOL. As in when he went out of tune. I rewatched that part quite a few times. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8109170885654908965?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8109170885654908965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8109170885654908965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8109170885654908965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8109170885654908965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-my-youth-day.html' title='The affair on my Youth Day'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4412771059294938394</id><published>2008-07-02T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:55:35.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on A Quick One.</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick one before I go off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done. Made my presence felt. Lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;Mayping has 3 consecutive posts before this mah. So yalor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4412771059294938394?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4412771059294938394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4412771059294938394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4412771059294938394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4412771059294938394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/lunwen-on-quick-one.html' title='The Lunwen on A Quick One.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6848188329959942599</id><published>2008-07-01T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T03:40:48.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on 1st July 2008</title><content type='html'>My portfolio is chio!&lt;br /&gt;There are two tests next week!&lt;br /&gt;I slept for ten hours yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is 林宥嘉's birthday! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6848188329959942599?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6848188329959942599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6848188329959942599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6848188329959942599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6848188329959942599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/07/affair-on-1st-july-2008.html' title='The affair on 1st July 2008'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4830297324159869762</id><published>2008-06-23T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:21:31.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on my Testimonial</title><content type='html'>It's so hard to write a testimonial for myself! It was kinda static at the beginning, but after I praised myself for a few sentences, I kind of got the hand of it and  I actually enjoyed writing it and I think I'm gifted at it. Seriously. It's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't an easy journey though. I encountered numerous problems on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ping: Can I say I got silver award for swimming?&lt;br /&gt;Gui Ju: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ping: Can I write about primary school? I won alot of prizes in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;Gui Ju: NO NEED YOU ARE IN DHS NOW LEI WHAT PRIMARY SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, it was a tough journey :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I perservered through the end! With the help of Samuel, who is ridiculously bad at this (Which is suprising), I finished it. Below is our conversation, though the top part is no link but it's kind of funny LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rough Idea of conversation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: Hey I'm quitting Shangyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WL CANNOT! Later tls got noone to scold, she turn her target to us how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: *changes topic* You going back CO on Fri? To laugh at juniors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I got piano, can't go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: I also cannot go, cause my hair is very ugly now. I just cut it. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your hair is always ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: NO! ... but now it's the worst of times. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just cut my hair too, but it's nice, duh. Like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: *changes topic again* I will miss tls. Serious. Haha. She ask me go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *changes topic* You write testimonial already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: Nope. Haha. You need help? I can help you praise yourself. Mayping is white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Samuel is whiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: No! I'm blacker. Aiya LOL write about SYF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh ya! And I was chosen to perform in the annual DHSCO concert, which is of great prestigious with some ministry person as GOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: YOU ARE NOT CHOSEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am! I am chosen instead of the sec ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: Talk about China and Malaysia trip. And exchange and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh ya. Shall say that I was selected to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: No that's fake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm quite good at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: You are good at lying. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What to write about academics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: Say you did well in a few tests and your hard work paid off or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am part of the selected ones to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not lying ok! It's just that everybody else was selected along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: Haha. Ok lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am able to produce assignments and presentations of high quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am able la, just that I don't always do it. He he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel: You are able to do well in tests. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I strongly advise Amanda to choose wisely, because Samuel is NOT a-man, duh! LOL Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4830297324159869762?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4830297324159869762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4830297324159869762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4830297324159869762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4830297324159869762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/affair-on-my-testimonial.html' title='The affair on my Testimonial'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7357271022188939832</id><published>2008-06-20T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:20:48.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>神秘嘉宾</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;传说&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;中, 有个&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;病态&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;的女生名叫婉婷. 她的脸长满了黑疮, 圆形的黑疮, 因为她深信&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;爱情是圆的&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她日日月月都期待着她白马王子的出现, 期待着她爱情的&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;伯乐&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, 一个不会介意她丑陋的外表, 愿意对她付出真心的&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;神秘嘉宾&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于, 有一天, 当她到康桥散步时, 她遇到了她的王子. 她一眼就看得出眼前的他就是她的王子, 因为他脸上的黑疮也是圆的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;婉婷羞答答地问他: "你叫什么名字, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;请说&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的王子回答: "我叫林夕. 你可以告诉我我的眼睛是什么颜色的吗?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"你的眼睛是...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;眼色&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;的!" 婉婷想了想后便立刻回答了他的问题.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她的王子点了点头, 然后轻声细雨的告诉她: "哦, 原来如此. 我得赶快回家告诉我妈妈!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说完之后, 林夕拔腿就跑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;婉婷眼看白马王子要消失了, 就赶快对他叫了一声: "跑&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;慢一点&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是, 她的话似乎没有起什么作用, 因为王子越跑越快, 终于在&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;残酷月光&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;中消失了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;后来, 她想了想, 便安慰自己, 只要&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;心有林夕&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;就行了.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后, 她决定回家, 决定&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;再别康桥&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7357271022188939832?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7357271022188939832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7357271022188939832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7357271022188939832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7357271022188939832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='神秘嘉宾'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4141285530480797704</id><published>2008-06-20T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:27:38.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Pink Elmo Pouch</title><content type='html'>I love this pouch man! :D Ehh, though it's pink haha. Thanks guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfTSc7UI/AAAAAAAAAs8/WzEWQhvJoAc/s1600-h/DSCF0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213999025876692290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfTSc7UI/AAAAAAAAAs8/WzEWQhvJoAc/s400/DSCF0968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfTOFaWI/AAAAAAAAAtE/RPrCC_NIRjI/s1600-h/DSCF0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfgv5KKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/foKgXgx5jr0/s1600-h/DSCF0973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213999029489838242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfgv5KKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/foKgXgx5jr0/s400/DSCF0973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mum suggested herself using this &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink Elmo Pouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to keep her phone and money during her weekly grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I might want to laugh a bit. Hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4141285530480797704?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4141285530480797704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4141285530480797704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4141285530480797704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4141285530480797704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunwen-on-pink-elmo-pouch.html' title='The Lunwen on The Pink Elmo Pouch'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SFvYfTSc7UI/AAAAAAAAAs8/WzEWQhvJoAc/s72-c/DSCF0968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6877760694511981886</id><published>2008-06-18T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T09:16:56.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on the new blogskin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFk04cZ6SJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tqgDDBcAgy8/s1600-h/ap_F23_20080605022339199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213256187960248466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFk04cZ6SJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tqgDDBcAgy8/s320/ap_F23_20080605022339199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay finally done :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6877760694511981886?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6877760694511981886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6877760694511981886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6877760694511981886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6877760694511981886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/affair-on-new-blogskin.html' title='The affair on the new blogskin'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFk04cZ6SJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tqgDDBcAgy8/s72-c/ap_F23_20080605022339199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-504776926795252923</id><published>2008-06-17T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T07:55:32.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on I look better than Assie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFfQV5hG5-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/gVMXF1l8_4c/s1600-h/S7003499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212864168340154338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFfQV5hG5-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/gVMXF1l8_4c/s320/S7003499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/396304410292823379-504776926795252923?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/504776926795252923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=504776926795252923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/504776926795252923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/504776926795252923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/affair-on-i-look-better-than-assie.html' title='The affair on I look better than Assie'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/SFfQV5hG5-I/AAAAAAAAAO0/gVMXF1l8_4c/s72-c/S7003499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1665924227927681725</id><published>2008-06-12T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:21:07.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Green Me!</title><content type='html'>I dislike eating green things and the only green things I eat are brocolli, cabbage and bittergourd. Normally, I'll only eat those green things in die-die situations or maybe I'll eat them one day when I'm colour-blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to announce that I ate alot of green things today. So healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate&lt;br /&gt;green grapes,&lt;br /&gt;pringels in a green package,&lt;br /&gt;green tea,&lt;br /&gt;bread with a green sticker on its packaging,&lt;br /&gt;some tiny veggy camouflaged in the soup which I failed to see (I ensure that this will not happen again),&lt;br /&gt;a pandan flavoured mantou which had some light green design on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a green-day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just filed my Bio file. I started at 8.30 and it's already 12 now :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent around 2h on my cover page and 1h on the content page and the filing of the entire thing. I have no idea where the other 1/2 hour gone. I think I was busy answering phones and wacking my brother. And I have 3 empty reflections for my Bio articles, which I find rather pointless. But as usual, most reflections are pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting Lee at 9 at Tampines MRT tomorrow to pass her my file since she's going to school. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stalkers please don't follow me. Hahahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Buying 林宥嘉's album tomorrow with Assie :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1665924227927681725?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1665924227927681725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1665924227927681725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1665924227927681725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1665924227927681725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/affair-on-green-me.html' title='The affair on Green Me!'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-634853628199927093</id><published>2008-06-04T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:56:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on When Di Tanjong Katong became 菊花台</title><content type='html'>Decided to get rid of these rotting photos before uploading the ones from the Shandong BSP trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I still remember correctly, this should be on the day we went for the EZCO JC concert at VJC. Sometime 2 months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one with conductors with stylo hairstyles and very interesting percussionists.&lt;br /&gt;The one with concert tickets that cost only 2 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;The one we had dinner together -- me, my sis, mp, hanyin -- at mac's after taking a super long bus ride back to tampines.&lt;br /&gt;The one Hanyin thought I was singing 菊花台when I was actually singing Di Tanjung Katong.&lt;br /&gt;The one we laughed until out stomachs burst (from laughing at me and *ahem* my future career prospects as a songwriter).&lt;br /&gt;The one me and my sis decided to be cheapo, erm I mean, save money, by taking the free shuttle service from tampines to ikea (which is 2 stops away from our house).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVs3oD780I/AAAAAAAAAlc/iO3yG0rY4ME/s1600-h/DSCF0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688247026381634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVs3oD780I/AAAAAAAAAlc/iO3yG0rY4ME/s400/DSCF0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fourteen year old sister was very (and I really mean &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;) excited about taking this free shuttle service that she had to specially alight to take a photo of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was. Very amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVswzYHD-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/gq_PIoe60i8/s1600-h/DSCF0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207688129804701666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVswzYHD-I/AAAAAAAAAlU/gq_PIoe60i8/s400/DSCF0202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cute boy boy whom Yilin will be very interested to get her hands on (?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He kept making silly faces back at us. And striked this erm, new and improved constipated look (though in a very kawaii-nehxx manner :D) when we flashed out the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVsoY-fz2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/oN0_HjVnuJ0/s1600-h/DSCF0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207687985278996322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVsoY-fz2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/oN0_HjVnuJ0/s400/DSCF0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold! I.K.E.A. Though ikea is only 2 bus-stops away from my house, I have never actually been inside it yet. It's currently one of the must-visit place on me and mayping's holiday list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of us have been to neither ikea nor vivocity yet. (Don't ask us what the both of us have been doing all this while 'cuz we are not going to admit that we were busy being &lt;em&gt;mountain turtles&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207691002361387314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVvYAe_mTI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Tp1eN3glWcQ/s400/DSCF0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Street lights! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which reminds me, I want to watch Step Up 2: The Streets! Couldn't finish watching it on the plane cuz it landed 30 minutes ahead of schedule. Sob ;(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-634853628199927093?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/634853628199927093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=634853628199927093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/634853628199927093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/634853628199927093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunwen-on-when-di-tanjong-katong-became.html' title='The Lunwen on When Di Tanjong Katong became 菊花台'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVs3oD780I/AAAAAAAAAlc/iO3yG0rY4ME/s72-c/DSCF0194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2011127482049682018</id><published>2008-06-03T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T08:59:38.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on I am such a nice sister.</title><content type='html'>I just spent the past 45 minutes of my life helping my sister edit her TLLM week project work i.e. some super wordy ppt while she entertains herself with gift wrapping (for CCA passing down) out there in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing that she has to be in school by 6am (while I will still be happily floating away in duckyland), and attend an overnight camp (for CCA passing down I think?) tomorrow, I felt extremely kind -- at least kind enough -- to help her finish up her stuff required for the TLLM week presentation, which uncoincedentally happens to be due tomorrow too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not trying to be sacarstic over here. (I feel more of crappy.) I am actually trying to make my sentences go as long as they can. Hee :D Suddenly felt like being naggy (just a teeeeeeny weeeeeny bit more than what I have doing all the time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TLLM reminds me of yet another horrible week of having school, but just in a different setting -- in front of the computer desk at home. In case you haven't figured out, TLLM stands for "Teach Less, Learn More".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, having proven my point (What point? Please scroll up and look at the title again :) ), I shall go back to my original intention of opening this window and painstakingly sign in to Blogger (must type a long chain of alphabets mah) -- to upload a photo from the recent BSP trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207682870967428002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVn-srmY6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/lP0qtS6LDBM/s400/DSCF0308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Piggy Wong and Me! On the second mountain that we climbed in May.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first in Kota Tinggi during level camp (Mount Punti).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The second is this. 千佛山&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For me, the third is 大头佛山.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fourth one, 泰山. (Conquered this with CO 2 years back)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos next time. I shall go dig out the one I took with Piggy Wong on 泰山too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*line of vision drifts off to bottom right hand corner of computer screen*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holy macoroni! It's 11.59pm already! I better get going. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Byeee!!&lt;/p&gt;p.s. Who cares if I can't spell macoroni :d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2011127482049682018?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2011127482049682018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2011127482049682018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2011127482049682018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2011127482049682018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/lunwen-on-i-am-such-nice-sister.html' title='The Lunwen on I am such a nice sister.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/SEVn-srmY6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/lP0qtS6LDBM/s72-c/DSCF0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2357701734884556542</id><published>2008-06-02T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:49:07.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on 林宥嘉 :D</title><content type='html'>林宥嘉's album is out tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only available in Singapore on the 11th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw the post about wearing bra for consecutive three days wasn't posted by me. It was by Esther. Duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried sms-ing JY while I was still in Shandong and when they had just arrived in Hongkong but the message was barred or something. I think it's because my card no $ already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to remind her to buy me presents! Hope she remembers. Heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林宥嘉 looks nice in the MV below. Initially I didn't really like the song but as you listen to it, it gets nicer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vm5VwRx0JsY&amp;hl=zh_TW"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vm5VwRx0JsY&amp;hl=zh_TW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;林宥嘉! Haha. Anw I shall try to upload Shandong photos soon.. after I manage to find my memory card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I forgot to say that I poo-ed four times in my Host's house during homestay :P&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. I also forgot to mention that 林宥嘉's album can be 预购 ever since May 14th, which is my birthday. Mwahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2357701734884556542?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2357701734884556542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2357701734884556542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2357701734884556542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2357701734884556542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/06/s-album-is-out-tomorrow-in-taiwan.html' title='The Affair on 林宥嘉 :D'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2198249882433325298</id><published>2008-05-22T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T04:58:40.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Home Stay</title><content type='html'>Whee :D We are having our home stay with our buddies from tomorrow to Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy says that her family will be making dumplings. She also said that she will be bringing me along for her calligraphy lessons on Sunday. Kang Lao Shi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee :D I'm sleeping in a double bunk with my buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizzy and I are just done packing for the home stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go now. Need to reach Wu Lao Shi's room for dance practice (for farewell party on Sunday). I look like a teapot when I dance! &gt;.&lt; Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. We can blog here in China, but we can't view the published blog. :/ So we can't see your comments (if any).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2198249882433325298?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2198249882433325298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2198249882433325298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2198249882433325298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2198249882433325298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunwen-on-home-stay.html' title='The Lunwen on Home Stay'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-9005138190408810702</id><published>2008-05-19T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T05:16:08.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on I just bathed.</title><content type='html'>Hi, I just showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me is here to collect our shao bing.&lt;br /&gt;I wore the same bra for 3 days. Kidding only! Hahaha gotcha ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, me need to go back to wash socks le. Sob ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-9005138190408810702?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/9005138190408810702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=9005138190408810702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9005138190408810702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9005138190408810702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunwen-on-i-just-bathed.html' title='The Lunwen on I just bathed.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5165358341077659042</id><published>2008-05-19T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:46:38.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on I feel like sleeping but I have a meeting at 9 so I can't and this results in me watching Lin You Jia on Youtube.</title><content type='html'>TEEHEE I bought nice doraemon notebooks, and the mickey ones came as a package. I shall give them away to people I don't like (EG. Yilin, Michelle, JY, Hanyin) and I shall keep the doraemon ones for people I like (EG. Myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think me and Xinyun have to work harder to finish all the food. Jiayou! I can do it! I am very good at these kind of things. The food looks like its a display shelf of a food stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assie and Prizzy da-baoed two shao bings and ta-da! They conveniently left it in our room. So inconsiderate! Can't they see that we already have alot of food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HX9J79u4BVU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's about the people in our lives, those who have left and those whom we are going to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound very emo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have grown up!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew one year older ever since I came back from Level Camp. I went there as a 15 year old and came back as a 16 year old :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been to three countries within 3 days (Friday, Saturday, Sunday):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia, Singapore, China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esther went back to her room to take camera but I think she's abit slow. I shall lock the door now. Heh Heh HEh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5165358341077659042?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5165358341077659042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5165358341077659042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5165358341077659042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5165358341077659042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/affair-on-i-feel-like-sleeping-but-i.html' title='The affair on I feel like sleeping but I have a meeting at 9 so I can&apos;t and this results in me watching Lin You Jia on Youtube.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2969623224618832526</id><published>2008-05-19T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:13:52.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on I am in Mayping's and Xinyun's room now blogging.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me am sitting here using Mayping's laptop to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Prizzy decided to come to their room to check out their food supplies after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results of inspection: Not bad. Got a wide variety of food ranging from Cup Noodle to Chips to Cereal to Lollipops to Cream Puffs to Waffle Biscuits to Egg Rolls to MP's cough medicine. 真是应有尽有!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizzy just went back to our room to bathe. Me dont know what else to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayping haven't comb her hair. Mayping says she misses me (for a room mate) because she says now she have to wake up first because Xinyun is a piggo. Heh heh :D She also pee-d 3 times today. Currently working on her 3rd one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, someone in school told me that I look like 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last point, Me and Prizzy are proud to annouce that we successfully da bao two shao bing buns from dinner. Yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;3 Assie ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2969623224618832526?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2969623224618832526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2969623224618832526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2969623224618832526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2969623224618832526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunwen-on-i-am-in-maypings-and-xinyuns.html' title='The Lunwen on I am in Mayping&apos;s and Xinyun&apos;s room now blogging.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-257697951928800419</id><published>2008-05-18T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T04:11:18.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on piggo Xin Yun</title><content type='html'>Heh Heh I am in Shandong now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xin Yun is greedily eating up food that we just bought. I think the food we have now can feed five families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, Xin Yun wore disgusting and yucky gay yellow pants to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yum yum, the biscuit not bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fated to Love You refuses to load on Youtube :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K shall be hardworking now and do homework. Byeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-257697951928800419?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/257697951928800419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=257697951928800419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/257697951928800419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/257697951928800419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/affair-in-piggo-xin-yun.html' title='The affair on piggo Xin Yun'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4805251020597845640</id><published>2008-05-17T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T07:37:37.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Aftermath of Level Camp.</title><content type='html'>Draka. Dakra. Dracula. Bobby. Ahmad. Bumblebee. Azi. Trolls. Trolley. Sexy Trolley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to blog about Level Camp. For more details, read Karmen's, Amanda's, and YiLin's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Draka cheer and 4K claps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful girl~&lt;br /&gt;Pearly shells by the ocean~&lt;br /&gt;Shaken but no stirred *high pitch scream*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should get going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez it's 10.35pm now and I HAVE NOT STARTED PACKING FOR MY SHANDONG TRIP TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really see where I'm heading. It's always like this after a long trip away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think China cant access Blogger. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4805251020597845640?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4805251020597845640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4805251020597845640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4805251020597845640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4805251020597845640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunwen-on-aftermath-of-level-camp.html' title='The Lunwen on Aftermath of Level Camp.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3104807781527614612</id><published>2008-05-08T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:06:29.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Bio File.</title><content type='html'>Hi. It's 1.56am now. I finished my bio articles half an hour ago. And my printer couldn't have chosen a more auspicious time to die on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called 不谋而合. Such a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps insisting that it is out of paper and ignore those clean white sheets like I keep trying to feed it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!! My eyelids feel super heavy now. Doesn't help that I still have a long day at school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ticks closer and closer to 2am (Holy cow! It just turned two).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This don't look too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jealous of my sister. She's having her marking day tomorrow and here she is, happily watching teevee at 2.02 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair! Why am I so tall and smart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3104807781527614612?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3104807781527614612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3104807781527614612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3104807781527614612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3104807781527614612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunwen-on-bio-file.html' title='The Lunwen on The Bio File.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5872454447780199240</id><published>2008-05-08T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T06:57:03.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on My Train Of Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Let me be nice and initiative to update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss~"&lt;br /&gt;"Lalalalala~ lalalalala~ lalalalala~ LAAAA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bimbo song has been stuck in my head since this morning when Hannah attempted to sing it. This bimbo song from the bimbo show that Samuel went to the cinema to watch twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall write about Hannah's not-very-clever comment in class today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Next time when you go clubbing must be very careful lor! Later people spike your drink. I think next time when we go clubbing we don't order any drinks. We go toilet and drink tap water."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya suddenly remembered something funny during History:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yilin: "Mr Zein may we go to the toilet?"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zein: "I don't think I want to go with you but yes, you may go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and he said that without laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz. Reminds me that IF I PASSED THE LATEST HISTORY ESSAY, I WOULD HAVE GOTTEN AN A FOR HISTORY! AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5872454447780199240?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5872454447780199240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5872454447780199240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5872454447780199240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5872454447780199240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/05/affair-on-my-train-of-thoughts.html' title='The affair on My Train Of Thoughts'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2328194315908745830</id><published>2008-04-26T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:11:20.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on 我们一起考个春天来（一）.</title><content type='html'>为了配合年底的会考（高级华文），tummeey.blogspot.com 将会提供一星期一次的教学，希望读者能从中受益，获益匪浅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个星期，我们将探讨一到十的成语。请阅读以下短文：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;晚饭时间，弟弟&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;一&lt;/span&gt;马当先&lt;/strong&gt;跑到饭桌。他&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;二&lt;/span&gt;话不说&lt;/strong&gt;，看到桌上的美味佳肴便&lt;strong&gt;大快朵颐&lt;/strong&gt;。吃到一半，弟弟突然肚子痛，所以&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;三&lt;/span&gt;顾茅厕（三顾茅庐）&lt;/strong&gt;“大解”。方便完毕，弟弟又回到餐桌，&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;四&lt;/span&gt;处张望&lt;/strong&gt;桌上剩余的食物，然后继续&lt;strong&gt;狼吞虎咽&lt;/strong&gt;。弟弟的深厚“功夫”让我们大跌眼镜，佩服得&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;五&lt;/span&gt;体投地&lt;/strong&gt;。突然，弟弟栽倒在餐桌上，开始吐白沫。我们顿时吓得&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;六&lt;/span&gt;神无主&lt;/strong&gt;。桌子被弟弟弄得&lt;strong&gt;乱&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;七八&lt;/span&gt;糟&lt;/strong&gt;，妈妈气得&lt;strong&gt;暴跳如雷&lt;/strong&gt;。还好爸爸很镇定，好不容易费了&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;九&lt;/span&gt;牛二虎之力&lt;/strong&gt;，拿起电话拨给救护车。救护车很快就来了。在送往弟弟到医院的途中，我们却遭到&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;十&lt;/span&gt;面埋伏&lt;/strong&gt;。弟弟不幸&lt;strong&gt;命丧九泉&lt;/strong&gt;。 Boo hoo hoo ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;生词&lt;/u&gt;：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;1）&lt;strong&gt;一马当先&lt;/strong&gt;（yī　mǎ　dāng　xiān）：原指作战时策马冲锋在前。形容领先、带头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2）&lt;strong&gt;二话不说&lt;/strong&gt;（èr　huà　bù　shuō）：不说任何别的话。指立即行动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3）&lt;strong&gt;大快朵颐&lt;/strong&gt;（dà kuài duǒ yí ）：形容非常快活享受口福之乐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4）&lt;strong&gt;三顾茅庐&lt;/strong&gt;（sān　gù　máo　lú）：顾：拜访；茅庐：草屋。原为汉末刘备访聘诸葛亮的故事。比喻真心诚意，一再邀请。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5）&lt;strong&gt;四处张望/东张西望&lt;/strong&gt;（dōng　zhāng　xī　wàng）：张：看。形容这里那里地到处看。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6）&lt;strong&gt;狼吞虎咽&lt;/strong&gt;（láng　tūn　hǔ　yàn）：形容吃东西又猛又急的样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7）&lt;strong&gt;五体投地&lt;/strong&gt;（wǔ　tǐ　tóu　dì）：两手、两膝和头一起着地（orz）。是佛教一种最恭敬的行礼仪式。 比喻佩服到了极点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;strong&gt;六神无主&lt;/strong&gt;（liù　shén　wú　zhǔ）：六神：道家认为人的心、肺、肝、肾、脾、胆各有神灵主宰，称为六神。形容惊慌着急，没了主意，不知如何才好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9）&lt;strong&gt;乱七八糟&lt;/strong&gt;（luàn　qī　bā　zāo）：形容无秩序，无条理，乱得不成样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10）&lt;strong&gt;暴跳如雷&lt;/strong&gt;（bào　tiào　rú　léi）：急怒叫跳，象打雷一样猛烈。形容又急又怒，大发脾气的样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11）&lt;strong&gt;九牛二虎之力&lt;/strong&gt;（jiǔ　niú　èr　hǔ　zhī　lì）：比喻很大的力气。常用于很费力才做成一件事的场合。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12）&lt;strong&gt;十面埋伏&lt;/strong&gt;（shí　miàn　mái　fú）：意思是设伏兵于十面以围歼敌军。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*命丧九泉= 死翘翘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好了，这个星期的课就到此为止。希望大家的作文能及格哦！要记得多用好词好句。(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I hope Liu Lao Shi don't see this hahahaa ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2328194315908745830?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2328194315908745830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2328194315908745830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2328194315908745830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2328194315908745830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunwen-on.html' title='The Lunwen on 我们一起考个春天来（一）.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7450738425011907252</id><published>2008-04-23T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T05:11:51.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Esther not updating</title><content type='html'>I'm under depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because during Assembly on Monday, the councilor stated that people under depression will stop gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am definitely under depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a smart girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really think that our class should read a cheem poem for the performance during level camp! Everybody will be so amused that we are so intellectual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7450738425011907252?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7450738425011907252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7450738425011907252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7450738425011907252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7450738425011907252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/affair-on-esther-not-updating.html' title='The affair on Esther not updating'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7540819849793602434</id><published>2008-04-14T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T04:13:59.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Mars is a Creepy Planet</title><content type='html'>This is how Creep should sound like. 经典OK! Though his pronounciations are not very accurate at some parts, especially at the running part, but it's quite scary when you on the volume to the maximum and listen to it at night. It gives you goosebumps. 林宥嘉 sang it during the finals of the competition and he scored full marks leh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiiJ8KdZsQc&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiiJ8KdZsQc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like how our neighbouring planet expressed it. LOL okay I'm mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm willing to sing for next week's assembly if I get paid. Haha. By the way ONG JIA YI(Can you believe it?) kept screaming during Assembly today. I personally think she's abit crazy. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7540819849793602434?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7540819849793602434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7540819849793602434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7540819849793602434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7540819849793602434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/affair-on-mars-is-creepy-planet.html' title='The affair on Mars is a Creepy Planet'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3517786327798868010</id><published>2008-04-14T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T04:00:49.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on INTP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Thinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an INTP, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is external, where you take things in primarily via your intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs live in the world of theoretical possibilities. They see everything in terms of how it could be improved, or what it could be turned into. They live primarily inside their own minds, having the ability to analyze difficult problems, identify patterns, and come up with logical explanations. They seek clarity in everything, and are therefore driven to build knowledge. They are the "absent-minded professors", who highly value intelligence and the ability to apply logic to theories to find solutions. They typically are so strongly driven to turn problems into logical explanations, that they live much of their lives within their own heads, and may not place as much importance or value on the external world. &lt;strong&gt;Their natural drive to turn theories into concrete understanding&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I think this is a nicer way of saying KPO.)&lt;/span&gt; may turn into a feeling of personal responsibility to solve theoretical problems, and help society move towards a higher understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs value knowledge above all else. Their minds are constantly working to generate new theories, or to prove or disprove existing theories. They approach problems and theories with enthusiasm and skepticism, &lt;strong&gt;ignoring existing rules and opinions and defining their own approach to the resolution&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;They seek patterns and logical explanations for anything that interests them.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yes yes I agree absolutely.)&lt;/span&gt; They're usually extremely bright, and able to be objectively critical in their analysis. &lt;strong&gt;They love new ideas, and become very excited over abstractions&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I agree. But I'm not really excited over theories. Like what. Ohm's law? -.-)&lt;/span&gt; and theories. They love to discuss these concepts with others. They may seem "dreamy" and distant to others, because they spend a lot of time inside their minds musing over theories. &lt;strong&gt;They hate to work on routine things&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- they would much prefer to build complex theoretical solutions, and leave the implementation of the system to others.&lt;/strong&gt; They are intensely interested in theory, and will put forth tremendous amounts of time and energy into finding a solution to a problem with has piqued their interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTPs do not like to lead or control people. They're very tolerant and flexible in most situations, unless one of their firmly held beliefs has been violated or challenged, in which case they may take a very rigid stance.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Yes yes! I don't like responsibility lol I'm too lazy for these kind of things. And I think I'm quite tolerant and flexible. Maybe even too flexible.)&lt;/span&gt; The INTP is likely to be very shy when it comes to meeting new people. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(SEE! People refuse to believe that I'm actually shy.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;On the other hand, the INTP is very self-confident and gregarious around people they know well, or when discussing theories which they fully understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The INTP has no understanding or value for decisions made on the basis of personal subjectivity or feelings&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Sometimes I'm quite cold-blooded :S)&lt;/span&gt;They strive constantly to achieve logical conclusions to problems, and don't understand the importance or relevance of applying subjective emotional considerations to decisions. For this reason, INTPs are usually not in-tune with how people are feeling, and are not naturally well-equiped to meet the emotional needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INTP may have a problem with self-aggrandizement and social rebellion, which will interfere with their creative potential. Since their Feeling side is their least developed trait, the INTP may have difficulty giving the warmth and support that is sometimes necessary in intimate relationships. If the INTP doesn't realize the value of attending to other people's feelings, he or she may become overly critical and sarcastic with others. If the INTP is not able to find a place for themself which supports the use of their strongest abilities, they may become generally negative and cynical. If the INTP has not developed their Sensing side sufficiently, they may become unaware of their environment, and exhibit weakness in performing maintenance-type tasks, such as bill-paying and dressing appropriately. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(But on the other hand, I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; cold-blooded)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the INTP, it is extremely important that ideas and facts are expressed correctly and succinctly.&lt;/strong&gt; They are likely to express themselves in what they believe to be absolute truths. &lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, their well thought-out understanding of an idea is not easily understandable by others,&lt;/strong&gt; but the INTP is not naturally likely to tailor the truth so as to explain it in an understandable way to others. &lt;strong&gt;The INTP may be prone to abandoning a project once they have figured it out, moving on to the next thing.&lt;/strong&gt; It's important that the INTP place importance on expressing their developed theories in understandable ways. In the end, an amazing discovery means nothing if you are the only person who understands it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The INTP is usually very independent, unconventional, and original. They are not likely to place much value on traditional goals such as popularity and security. They usually have complex characters, and may tend to be restless and temperamental. They are strongly ingenious, and have unconventional thought patterns which allows them to analyze ideas in new ways.&lt;/strong&gt; Consequently, a lot of scientific breakthroughs in the world have been made by the INTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INTP is at his best when he can work on his theories independently. When given an environment which supports his creative genius and possible eccentricity, the INTP can accomplish truly remarkable things. These are the pioneers of new thoughts in our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think its quite true leh! Haha, especially the bold parts :D&lt;br /&gt;But I realise that they only apply to things that I am interested it. Heh heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Careers for INTP Personality Types&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're a young adult trying to find your place in the world, or a not-so-young adult trying to find out if you're moving along the right path, it's important to understand yourself and the personality traits which will impact your likeliness to succeed or fail at various careers. It's equally important to understand what is really important to you. When armed with an understanding of your strengths and weaknesses, and an awareness of what you truly value, you are in an excellent position to pick a career which you will find rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs generally have the following traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love theory and abstract ideas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Truth Seekers - they want to understand things by analyzing underlying principles and structures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Value knowledge and competence above all else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have very high standards for performance, which they apply to themselves&lt;br /&gt;Independent and original, possibly eccentric&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work best alone, and value autonomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have no desire to lead or follow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislike mundane detail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not particularly interested in the practical application of their work&lt;br /&gt;Creative and insightful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future-oriented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Usually brilliant and ingenius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust their own insights and opinions above others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Live primarily inside their own minds, and may appear to be detached and uninvolved with other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JY noticed that my thinkings are very abstract and I kind of agree. I have very high standard for my performance, but only in things that I'm interested it. I can totally ignore all my jian bao hw but I can be a perfectionist in stuff that are within my interest area. I have no desire to lead or follow, because of a perfectly simple reason. I'm lazy. I dislike mundane details! Seriously cannot stand it sometimes. And I'm not really interested in the practical application of my work cause sometimes, if the thing looks nice then can already what. Why must apply. Oh and I'm brilliant and ingenius! I decided to just agree with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs have a special gift with generating and analyzing theories and possibilities to prove or disprove them. &lt;strong&gt;They have a great deal of insight and are creative thinkers, which allows them to quickly grasp complex abstract thoughts. They also have exceptional logical and rational reasoning skills, which allows them to thoroughly analyze theories to discover the Truth about them.&lt;/strong&gt; Since the INTP is driven to seek clarity in the world, we have a happy match of desire and ability in this personality type. INTPs will be happiest in careers which allow them a great deal of autonomy in which they can work primarily alone on developing and analyzing complex theories and abstractions, &lt;strong&gt;with the goal of their work being the discovery of a truth, rather than the discovery of a practical application&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following list of professions is built on our impressions of careers which would be especially suitable for an INTP. It is meant to be a starting place, rather than an exhaustive list. There are no guarantees that any or all of the careers listed here would be appropriate for you, or that your best career match is among those listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Career Paths for the INTP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists - especially Physics, Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photographers&lt;br /&gt;Strategic Planners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematicians&lt;br /&gt;University Professors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Computer Programmers, Systems Analysts, Computer Animation and Computer Specialists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technical Writers&lt;br /&gt;Engineers&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers / Attorneys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Forensic Research&lt;br /&gt;Forestry and Park Rangers &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh my tian! Scientist! Physics and CHEM :O :O :O&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Phua must be really proud of me right now. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;Aw man Professor? Mathematician? Lawyer? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm interested in the bolded ones. But the Judge one is just for fun. I don't really want to be one, but if I had a chance to be one for one day, it will be damn shuang! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;INTP Relationships&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTPs live rich worlds inside their minds, which are full of imagination and excitement.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Consequently, they sometimes find the external world pales in comparison.&lt;/strong&gt; This may result in a lack of motivation to form and maintain relationships. INTPs are not likely to have a very large circle of significant relationships in their lives. &lt;strong&gt;They're much more likely to have a few very close relationships, which they hold in great esteem and with great affection.&lt;/strong&gt; Since the INTP's primary focus and attention is turned inwards, aimed towards seeking clarity from abstract ideas, they are not naturally tuned into others' emotional feelings and needs. &lt;strong&gt;They tend to be difficult to get to know well, and hold back parts of themselves until the other person has proven themselves "worthy" of hearing the INTP's thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt; Holding Knowledge and Brain Power above all else in importance, &lt;strong&gt;the INTP will choose to be around people who they consider to be intelligent.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(As in not really, but sometimes its better to be with a group of people who are all smarter than me.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Once the INTP has committed themself to a relationship, they tend to be very faithful and loyal, and form affectionate attachments which are pure and straight-forward. The INTP has no interest or understanding of game-playing with regards to relationships.&lt;/strong&gt; However, if something happens which the INTP considers irreconciliable, they will leave the relationship and not look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTP Strengths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They feel love and affection for those close to them which is almost childlike in its purity&lt;br /&gt;Generally laid-back and easy-going, willing to defer to their mates&lt;br /&gt;Approach things which interest them very enthusiastically&lt;br /&gt;Richly imaginative and creative&lt;br /&gt;Do not feel personally threatened by conflict or criticism&lt;br /&gt;Usually are not demanding, with simple daily needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I agree with everything. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTP Weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not naturally in tune with others' feelings; slow to respond to emotional needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not naturally good at expressing their own feelings and emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tend to be suspicious and distrusting of others &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Not true can. LOL. Not trying to sound dumb, but I think I'm too simple minded in relation to relationships.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not usually good at practical matters, such as money management, unless their work involves these concerns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They have difficulty leaving bad relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tend to "blow off" conflict situations by ignoring them&lt;/strong&gt;, or else they "blow up" in heated anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTPs as Lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to&lt;br /&gt;grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an&lt;br /&gt;intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before." -- Rollo May &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs approach their intimate relationships quite seriously - as they approach most things in life. They take their vows and commitments seriously, and are usually faithful and loyal. They are usually pretty easy to live with and be around, because they have simple daily needs and are not overly demanding of their partners in almost any respect. While the INTP's internal life is highly theoretical and complex, their external life in comparison is usually quite simple. They like to keep the complexities of their external world to a minimum, so that they can focus their brain power on working through their theories internally. This makes them very straight-forward, honest lovers, with a love that is quite pure in its simple, uncomplicated nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they choose to keep things straight-forward in their relationships, this does not mean that the INTP is lacking in depth of feeling or passion. The INTP is very creative person, who has vivid imaginations. They can be very excitable and passionate about their love relationships. Sometimes, they have a problem reconciling the exciting visions of their internal worlds with the actuality of their external circumstances. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I agree with the above two paragraphs. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexually, the INTP usually approaches intimacy with enthusiasm and excitement. Some INTPs play down entirely the need for sexual relations in their lives, but most use their rich imaginations and child-like enthusiasm to make the most of the moment. The INTP will usually be experiencing the moment with vivid intensity inside their own minds, although this may or may not be apparent to their partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest area of potential strife in an INTP's intimate relationship is their slowness in understanding and meeting their partner's emotional needs. The INTP may be extremely dedicated to the relationship, and deeply in love with their partner, but may have no understanding of their mate's emotional life, and may not express their own feelings often or well. When the INTP does express themselves, it's likely to be in their own way at their own time, rather than in response to their partner's needs. If this is an issue which has caused serious problems in a relationship, the INTP should work on becoming more aware of their partner's feelings, and their partner should work on not requiring explicit positive affirmation to feel loved by the INTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTPs do not like to deal with messy complications, such as interpersonal conflict, and so they may fall into the habit of ignoring conflict when it occurs.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;If they feel they must face the conflict, they're likely to approach it from an analytical perspective.&lt;/strong&gt; This may aggravate the conflict situation, if their partner simply wants to feel that they are supported and loved. Most people (and especially those with the Feeling preference) simply want to be encouraged, affirmed and supported when they are upset. The INTP should practice meeting these needs in conflict situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although two well-developed individuals of any type can enjoy a healthy relationship, the INTP's natural partner is the ENTJ, or the &lt;strong&gt;ESTJ&lt;/strong&gt;. The INTP's dominant function of Introverted Thinking is best matched with a partner whose personality is dominated by Extraverted Thinking. The INTP/ENTJ match is ideal, because these types shared Intuition as a common way of perceiving the world, but INTP/ESTJ is also a good match. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg Mrs Phua is ESTJ. As the saying goes, "Opposite Attracts", or as the law of charges states, "Like charges repel, unlike charges attract." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe I'm her favourite student :O&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder why I always stray off during her lessons last year. (This year I forced myself to listen, but actually I don't think it's Mrs Phua cause she's quite funny. I think Chem just turns me off. But allow me to sidetrack. I finally, finally got an A for a chem test! So proud of myself! Haha. As Guiju the saddist has reminded me, one more mark to A+, but nevermind, I'm very contented already. Anyway, I know of one subject that is more boring than Chem--BIO. Bio turns me off even more. I always have trouble studying Bio cause I will fall asleep unconciously halfway. The worst part is UNCONCIOUSLY. But whatever, I realised that I'm out of point. Let's get back to the topic. Heh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTPs as Parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth...&lt;br /&gt;Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;br /&gt;For even as He&lt;br /&gt;loves the arrow that flies,&lt;br /&gt;so He loves also the bow that is stable." --&lt;br /&gt;Kahlil Gibran &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;INTPs love and respect Knowledge, and want to pass their jewels of thought down to their children. Their greatest goal and satisfaction as a parent is seeing their children grow into independent, rational adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTP parents are likely to encourage their children to grow as individuals, rather than attempt to fit them into a preconceived mold. They will stress autonomy through the children's growth. They're likely to respect their children's opinions and wishes, and allow their children to have a voice and presence in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INTP parents are likely to be pretty laid-back and flexible with their children, sometimes to the point of being relatively "hands-off" with regards to the day-to-day issues. They're likely to count on their spouse for providing structure and schedules. Since the INTP themself does not live in an overly structured or organized manner, they're not likely to expect or create this environment for their children. If their spouse is not someone with the "J" preference, their children may suffer from a lack of boundaries. This is something the INTP should pay special attention to. Growing children don't know Right from Wrong, and so benefit from having their parents define these boundaries for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of their relatively unstructured approach to parenting, INTPs take their role as parent very seriously, and are likely to put forth much effort into doing what they feel will be most effective in helping their children grow into independent, wise adults. INTPs enjoy parenting, and get a lot of fun out of their children. They're also likely to be very proud and loyal parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs may have a problem meeting the emotional needs of their children. Although they generally are deeply caring and supportive individuals, the INTP does not always pick up on emotional clues. A troubled child of an unaware INTP parent may have to result to drastic "attention-getting" tactics to get their parent to understand their emotional difficulties. If you find yourself in this situation, you may find that expressing some of your own emotions will do wonders for your child, yourself, and your relationship. Although it may not be possible for you to suddenly be "tuned in" on what your children are feeling, at least you can let them know that you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of INTP parents generally remember them respectfully and affectionately as loyal, fair, and tolerant parents, who care for them a great deal, although they don't often show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I will grow up to be this kind of parent lor. Cause my parents are like that too. Haha. However, my parents are stricter than the above description and they tend to jump to conclusions too quickly sometimes, which is not a very good thing cause it's kind of (fill in the blanks) &lt;input&gt;&lt;/input&gt; sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;INTPs as Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTPs are likely to have friends who share their interests and pursuits. Since the INTP loves theories, ideas, and concepts, they are not likely to have much patience or understanding for people with the Sensing preference, who are not usually comfortable with abstract conceptualizing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yay that's all! LOL. Actually I'm quite ENTP too. Look: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Traits for ENTPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project-oriented&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy generating ideas and theories&lt;br /&gt;Creative and ingenius&lt;br /&gt;Bright and capable&lt;br /&gt;Flexible and Diverse&lt;br /&gt;Excellent communication skills&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy debating issues with other people&lt;br /&gt;Excellent people skills&lt;br /&gt;Natural leaders, but do not like to control people&lt;br /&gt;Resist being controlled by people&lt;br /&gt;Lively and energetic; able to motivate others&lt;br /&gt;Highly value knowledge and competence&lt;br /&gt;Logical, rational thinkers&lt;br /&gt;Able to grasp difficult concepts and theories&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy solving difficult problems&lt;br /&gt;Dislike confining schedules and environments&lt;br /&gt;Dislike routine, detailed tasks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything is so me! LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Possible career paths for ENTP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawyers&lt;br /&gt;Psychologists&lt;br /&gt;Entrepreneurs&lt;br /&gt;Photographers&lt;br /&gt;Consultants&lt;br /&gt;Engineers&lt;br /&gt;Scientists&lt;br /&gt;Actors&lt;br /&gt;Sales Representatives&lt;br /&gt;Marketing Personnel&lt;br /&gt;Computer Programmer, Systems Analyst, or Computer Specialist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I fated to be a scientist? LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Mayping the Chemist&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3517786327798868010?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3517786327798868010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3517786327798868010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3517786327798868010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3517786327798868010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/affair-on-intp.html' title='The affair on INTP'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8156551627045257994</id><published>2008-04-09T07:51:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T07:52:17.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on This and That.</title><content type='html'>Random shots of random stuff on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y4Zt_vVsI/AAAAAAAAAh8/7wNIelgIa68/s1600-h/DSCF0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187223622807148226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y7LN_vVuI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NgmdIFJRIe4/s400/DSCF0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y25d_vVjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ir0oCH_ZF3s/s1600-h/DSCF0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221969244739122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y25d_vVjI/AAAAAAAAAg0/ir0oCH_ZF3s/s400/DSCF0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y2yd_vViI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ggZM4GsBdGM/s1600-h/DSCF0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221848985654818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y2yd_vViI/AAAAAAAAAgs/ggZM4GsBdGM/s400/DSCF0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187221694366832146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y2pd_vVhI/AAAAAAAAAgk/x5yC3coB-8A/s400/DSCF0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you know why I digress so easily when I do my work. Haha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going NYGH tmr for SAP school presentation. Wish me good luck! T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8156551627045257994?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8156551627045257994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8156551627045257994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8156551627045257994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8156551627045257994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunwen-on-this-and-that.html' title='The Lunwen on This and That.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_y4Zt_vVsI/AAAAAAAAAh8/7wNIelgIa68/s72-c/DSCF0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5100506988475055878</id><published>2008-04-08T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T06:29:09.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on my Identity Crisis</title><content type='html'>I have an identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I eleaborate on it, let me first go into details on how I the fate of Michelle in the future, which I so meticulously planned for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle will grow up happily and one fine day, she will walk into a magic forest. She sees a frog in the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gobble gobble," says the frog, "How do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, this is abit lame, but this is Michelle's own interesting imagination when her eyes land upon the dumb-looking frog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, being a girl who grew up reading too much fairytales and watching too much 王子变青蛙, had the misinterpretation that the frog will turn into a prince if she kisses it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyekhehheh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Michelle &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kissed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the frog and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*POOF*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in place of the frog, here stands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Imagine a picture of Sean's head on a monster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, maybe you can read the &lt;a href="http://www.fortunecity.com/millenium/sherwood/504/frogprince.html"&gt;actual story of the frog turned prince story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to my identity crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating the 30c Pea cracker just like everyone else when Michelle reminded me of my real identity, that I'm not just a normal student like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Before I continue my story, I would like to say that the 30c Pea cracker is not worth the money. It's so expensive for such a small amount of Pea cracker. This is such a good saving money tip right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle reminded me that I was the princess and that I am eating my pea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess and the pea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.disneyfrontier.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/magic_kingdomcinderella_castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.disneyfrontier.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/08/magic_kingdomcinderella_castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.disneyfrontier.com/"&gt;Disney Frontier&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when I go for a swim in my lake, people often mistake me for The Little Mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandersartstudio.com/catalog/arielmk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sandersartstudio.com/catalog/arielmk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.sandersartstudio.com/servlet/StoreFront"&gt;sandersartstudio&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the main point is, I am actually a princess :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ok I feel very throw face now. Haha. I can say all this out loud without bashing an eyelid, but typing it out is somehow different. Lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall proceed to my tea party with the other princesses now. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sandersartstudio.com/catalog/Princess%20AOD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.sandersartstudio.com/servlet/StoreFront"&gt;sandersartstudio&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovebugs,&lt;br /&gt;The Princess and her Pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I hope they serve custard puffs at the tea party.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I forgot to 特写 my pea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img378.imageshack.us/img378/5033/peaaeq7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photo courtesy of Nataliedee)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5100506988475055878?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5100506988475055878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5100506988475055878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5100506988475055878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5100506988475055878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/affair-on-my-identity-crisis.html' title='The Affair on my Identity Crisis'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8681496341164502884</id><published>2008-04-07T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:44:44.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Rehearsal.</title><content type='html'>We left school at 1.45pm for Nanyang Girls' High for the SAP presentation rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We = Liang Wei, Karmen, Jolyn, Liu Lao Shi &amp;amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Liu Lao Shi's car and it was a very erm.. exciting ride :D Everyone was uber xing4 fen4 *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu Lao Shi was going at 43km/h and jolyn me and liangwei were grabbing on to our seats while Karmen was debating about the directions with Liu Lao Shi in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, we all arrived at NYGH in one piece. lol ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rehearsal ended at around 4.15pm. Had a really bad headache so I went straight home, bathed, and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, it was already 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Half a stick (?) of Sweet corn and a quarter slice of red-flesh dragon fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was curious so I googled MP's favourite word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Czechoslovakia Definition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czecho·slo·va·kia (c̸hek′ə slō vä′kē ə)&lt;br /&gt;former country in central Europe, south of Poland and east of Germany: formed (1918) by the merger of Bohemia, Moravia, and parts of Silesia and Slovakia, in 1993 it was divided into Czech Republic and Slovakia. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yourdictionary.com/czechoslovakia"&gt;http://www.yourdictionary.com/czechoslovakia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186512466417243650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_oxm9_vVgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1E-kmXi_b1k/s400/DSCF0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Band Concert 050408. (im taller yay ;p)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;黑白双侠 hahaha :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The telly is boring and Chem wksht is very difficult to do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saya still got a bit tao tia. ;( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8681496341164502884?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8681496341164502884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8681496341164502884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8681496341164502884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8681496341164502884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunwen-on-rehearsal.html' title='The Lunwen on The Rehearsal.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R_oxm9_vVgI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1E-kmXi_b1k/s72-c/DSCF0129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5265471994923544530</id><published>2008-04-07T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T05:44:29.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Czechoslovakia</title><content type='html'>Iimelda: *laughing about something*&lt;br /&gt;Mr Zein: What is it that you're laughing about at the back? You can share it with me. I am in need of a good joke.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody: *points at Hannah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe. I shall not reveal the identity of somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a joke Michelle shared with me during our short NEP session today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there were four babies. One German baby, one Jewish baby, one Singaporean baby and one Filipino baby. The nanny taking care of these babies mixed them up and could not tell them apart. However, she soon devised a smart plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanny: "Hitler!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The German baby saluted, the Jewish baby vomited and the Singaporean baby said to the Filipino baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go clean up the mess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I thought it was quite funny. Haha. Anyway no puns intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, if you were wondering about the title, Czechoslovakia is my new favourite word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5265471994923544530?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5265471994923544530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5265471994923544530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5265471994923544530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5265471994923544530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/affair-on-czechoslovakia.html' title='The Affair on Czechoslovakia'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5270056958127678703</id><published>2008-04-06T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:28:41.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Jian Bao</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I. Just. Finished. My. Jian. Bao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like finally. And I'm so proud of myself! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liqin was asking me why I am always doing jian bao. Lol I dno, must ask  Liu Lao Shi haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayping still has 2 overdue jian bao heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall go catch some sleep now. 1.27am le. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cries~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5270056958127678703?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5270056958127678703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5270056958127678703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5270056958127678703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5270056958127678703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/04/lunwen-on-jian-bao.html' title='The Lunwen on Jian Bao'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8161572576312223701</id><published>2008-03-31T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T08:40:39.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Mr M.</title><content type='html'>I don't like Machiavelli because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He writes cheem stuff that I can't grasp.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have to do a compre on the cheem stuff he wrote &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;3) It is difficult to spell his name. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] I finally finished the comprehension! After much toil and sweat..*cries buckets of tears of joy* [/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8161572576312223701?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8161572576312223701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8161572576312223701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8161572576312223701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8161572576312223701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-mr-m.html' title='The Lunwen on Mr M.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5547324441327901178</id><published>2008-03-31T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T02:51:54.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Buddy.</title><content type='html'>My Kang Chiao buddy will be coming over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he isn't too tall, or I might just end up ignoring him. ;p (Please don't make me state the reason T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, and I hope he enjoys lame jokes. Else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha too bad then. It would be good if he is also as kiddy (?) as darryl so I can bully him. Heh heh heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaizzxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5547324441327901178?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5547324441327901178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5547324441327901178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5547324441327901178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5547324441327901178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-buddy.html' title='The Lunwen on The Buddy.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3870152043926158250</id><published>2008-03-28T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T01:04:53.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Sports Day</title><content type='html'>Sports day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned darker! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah made 'banner's of Keni, Seewei and Eustance for us to hold and Keni must be very happy that we cheered very loudly for her lol they were so seh! Haha. No Seewei, I'm still chioer than you haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Lee, Xiangyu saw us holding Eustance's banner and he pointed it up to him but he was too embarrassed to look up. Haha lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Xianyu got 2nd in his long jump event! He was looking very happy when our class waved to him lol. (Hannah forgot to make his banner. Tsk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to lose my voice soon. And I think I'm going to lose my sense of hearing in my left ear too, due to Lee Yi Lin. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I shall go sleep soon I think I'm falling sick :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Btw Kelly's brothers can run very fast! (Kelly Tan throw face :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3870152043926158250?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3870152043926158250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3870152043926158250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3870152043926158250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3870152043926158250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-sports-day.html' title='The Affair on Sports Day'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1883164879080413077</id><published>2008-03-26T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T05:53:40.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on It's Hard Being Chio</title><content type='html'>Yu Jia is duuuumb. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bball people asked Zina to help them stall Qian Ye in the parade square after flag raising to give her a surprise for her birthday and Zina told us to help her later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Yu Jia said to Qian Ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia: "Eh Qian Ye don't go! We are suppossed to stall you!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yu Jia!"&lt;br /&gt;Yu Jia: "Huh omg Qian Ye I'm not suppossed to tell you that we are trying to stall you. You must pretend that that you don't know okkkk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Luckily Qian Ye is a blur pok and I think she didn't hear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu Lao Shi didn't come to school for two consecutive days! Right after the day we handed in our chio project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus we concluded that our project is seriously too nice and she is taking leave to stay at home to stare at it and try to contact Mediacorp to inform them of the &lt;s&gt;three&lt;/s&gt;two geniuses in her class and also to publicise our extremely chio project. However, she has no idea that Mediacorp has long heard of us and Liu Lao Shi coudn't get through to Mediacorp cause Mediacorp is desperately trying to contact Guiju and I and because of the fact that we're hardworking students, we don't pick up calls during lessons and therefore, Mediacorp can't reach us! And therefore, Liu Lao Shi can't reach Mediacorp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a long and complicated story. I seriously apologise for being such a rich and famous and chio person, though I have to say that it's not my fault to have been borned like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm really envious of those below average people like Esther, who is poor, low profile and bad looking. *Sigh* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and since Liu Lao Shi didn't come to school, a relief came in for PCCG and Gui Ju forced us to design Level Camp Tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow came down and took Gui Ju's seat and at first I was feeling rather sian, so I just copied out some cartoon thingy from Meow's wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I admit that it didn't look very nice. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gui Ju, being naggy as usual, kept telling us to come up with something chio and presentable, not chio she won't accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Meow came up with this great idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh we wrote "This is Gui Ju" and drew an arrow pointing to the ugly thing on the paper and gave it to Gui Ju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui Ju did not seem very happy when she was forced to admit that she wasn't chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as your good friends, we have to tell you the truth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Amy Tan influenced our whole class and now the word 'chio' is at the top of the list of common vocabularies in 4F, other than 'alright' and 'okay', as influenced by Miss Yee :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1883164879080413077?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1883164879080413077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1883164879080413077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1883164879080413077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1883164879080413077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-its-hard-being-chio.html' title='The affair on It&apos;s Hard Being Chio'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6564202574073795624</id><published>2008-03-24T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:04:32.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on The Rich and The Famous</title><content type='html'>Due to the success of our Chinese project and the wonderful idea we came up with for the 2010 Youth Olympics, not forgetting the very chio ez-link card designs that we have come up with, millions of reporters and fans have been trying to reach us, to interview us and to get our autographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui Ju and I will be making a trip to Mediacorp to satisfy the entire Singapore's desire to see and hear us. We will be abandoning the third member of our group, who is also known as Lee Yi Lin, as she is too rude and obnoxious and we do not really want to embarrass ourselves in front of the national television during our first debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our chauffeur will be coming for us first thing tomorrow morning in our Limousine, which is only the length of 3 SBS buses. I sincerely hope that our maids remembered to stock up the fridge in the Limousine with High Class Lemon Tea and cheap $500 Bird's Nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, these are the three maids who are waiting on us: Lee Yi Lin, Rachel Tang, Gan Siew Eng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we have plenty, but being important people with many important things to remember, we can only remember the names of the maids who have brought us the most troubles. However, with effect from tomorrow, Lee Yi Lin will be sacked due to her inefficiency and unstable emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fans who are trying to make endless calls to us:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your understanding when calls are not picked up. There are too many calls for us to handle and we are already trying our best. We have set up twenty new lines and the dates of the opening ceremony for these phone lines will be released soon. Please be patient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are really working under stress and we are trying our best to bring about World Peace. Sometimes, we just wish that we aren't so rich, famous and chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候，我只想做个普通的人。你懂吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6564202574073795624?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6564202574073795624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6564202574073795624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6564202574073795624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6564202574073795624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-rich-and-famous.html' title='The affair on The Rich and The Famous'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-9013416726626592992</id><published>2008-03-24T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T06:47:26.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Soft Toys</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. I start getting soft toys for my birthday only when I turned 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, isn't it ironic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being 16 is a time when you are supposed to spend the rest of your life rotting away in the cinemas watching violent NC16 movies instead of playing with soft toys that your 4-year old sister attempts to snatch from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.. Tigger is so soft and cute! He has a tummey! lol :D I like to poke it.&lt;br /&gt;And Elmo is so red and hairy! :D yay! But my sister claims that Elmo is losing hair. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning 16 = being more mature i.e. no more toys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go continue poking Tigger's belly! Heh heh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-9013416726626592992?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/9013416726626592992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=9013416726626592992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9013416726626592992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/9013416726626592992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-soft-toys.html' title='The Lunwen on Soft Toys'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-798928611146314201</id><published>2008-03-22T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:13:47.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've grown one year older, I should really be a nicer person to all my friends, especially May Ping, who was always there when I needed her the most. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to remunerate her for all that she has done for me, I have decided to give her a big big angbao with many many $100 notes, since I think she will like SR Nathan's face more than my own one, which isn't really a pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks, MP you are the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;a very thankful Assie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-798928611146314201?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/798928611146314201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=798928611146314201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/798928611146314201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/798928611146314201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-my-birthday.html' title='The Lunwen on My Birthday'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4650350593953013953</id><published>2008-03-22T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T21:06:58.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>My sister claimed that she did not murder Elmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she simply "molested" him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;;( Boohoohoo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4650350593953013953?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4650350593953013953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4650350593953013953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4650350593953013953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4650350593953013953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-misunderstanding.html' title='The Lunwen on The Misunderstanding'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1458435568495827937</id><published>2008-03-22T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:39:09.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The MRT Ride Last Night.</title><content type='html'>I was fifteen when we left eunos. When the MRT reached tanah merah, I was already sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gongyan was :D yesterday. Thank you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just remembered, I'm supposed to go smack my sister's butt for trying to murder my elmo (toy) off stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should become more mature on becoming sixteen and stop playing with toys. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Maybe :D hee hee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1458435568495827937?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1458435568495827937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1458435568495827937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1458435568495827937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1458435568495827937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-mrt-ride-last-night.html' title='The Lunwen on The MRT Ride Last Night.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3481350276766302931</id><published>2008-03-21T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:20:59.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on DHSCO's 公演!</title><content type='html'>Since Jeenise's dog is called Ah Gao4, Guanyang and I decided to name JY's bear Hei Hei. JY's unique skin colour gave us such us this idea that her bear will be very happy to be called Hei Hei :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up at an unearthly time of 8am today to practice our lovely 新春乐 in SY. Since it was a public holiday, the whole place was ours MWAHAHA. I half-yawned to JY to show that I was tired then Tl saw and she pinpointed me the next time we played. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Something random: I think my fingernails grow too fast for their own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gongyan is tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!! :D Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Weixun and etc. can stop laughing about me arranging chairs. I'm year four this year! No need to paiwei! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually paiwei is not a bad thing, cause you get to appear for all the 曲目！Please la, who will appear on stage more than the paiwei people right? Haha. Anw jiayou to the juniors for paiwei! Esp Kianming, please don't slack and pay me $46!!! Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Samuel, I am sitting alone for alumni dazu. How cool is that can. Even though samuel is not really a man but I feel more secure with a presence beside me LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jiayou jiayou to dyb for our 新春乐! (Can use Shaoyu's oil LOL)  :)&lt;br /&gt;I bet 新春乐 dropped from the top of TL's list of favourite songs to the bottom haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found something disturbing on my brother's blog. I'm going to kill him. Look at what he blogged during the time I had chicken pox:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh! I can't believe my sister got chicken pox.She looks really ugly with so many&lt;br /&gt;red dots on her face, and the dots are becoming very black.That means she is&lt;br /&gt;getting uglier and uglier.There is one day, I was eating my lunch than she came&lt;br /&gt;to talk to me, when i saw her face I split out my noddles and threw away the&lt;br /&gt;rest. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Anyway, he was listening to Sean Kingston's Beautiful girl when I told him the truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Everybody sings this song to me everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Really?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Duh, cause I'm a beautiful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm such an honest girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Honesty-is-the-best-policy-MP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3481350276766302931?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3481350276766302931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3481350276766302931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3481350276766302931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3481350276766302931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-dhscos.html' title='The Affair on DHSCO&apos;s 公演!'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3447648783398571609</id><published>2008-03-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:21:48.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on BP Film</title><content type='html'>It's 2.16am in the morning now and I'm still trying to figure out a way to get the movie file to reach Xiaowen so that she can burn it into a disc later in the morning when she wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! Damn. I have been spending the past one hour trying to send the file across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know the film is super overdue. That's precisely why I'm racking my brains here instead of heading off to bed for some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh!!! My sleep T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOS!! I hate this &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signning off,&lt;br /&gt;A Helpless Assie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3447648783398571609?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3447648783398571609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3447648783398571609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3447648783398571609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3447648783398571609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-bp-film.html' title='The Lunwen on BP Film'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6170565060059135695</id><published>2008-03-18T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T07:18:45.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on A MSN Convo with Darryl</title><content type='html'>Just chatted with Darryl over MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, he's really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what he said before going offline, "must slp early if i am to overtake xizi in terms of height."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Hmm, wonder why he never mention my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. This is the 50th post! Mayping buck up. I posted 4 in a row already. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signning off,&lt;br /&gt;A confused Assie ;\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6170565060059135695?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6170565060059135695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6170565060059135695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6170565060059135695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6170565060059135695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-msn-convo-with-darryl.html' title='The Lunwen on A MSN Convo with Darryl'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7341074188709289232</id><published>2008-03-16T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:12:45.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Hahaha!</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the peak of the March Holidays. It was like woah! Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I bet you have no idea what i'm refering to hahahahahahahahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit kuku now. Hahahahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I've got this tendency to go hahaha at myself every now and then. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have decided on something. Guess what, I will introduce Ah Gao4 (Dog in hokkien) and Sotong to you guys someday, when I feel like it. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, my sister is passing random comments like, "according to studies, you will grow fatter if you lack enough sleep" and "according to the pro people i.e. professionals, you will die earlier if you don't have enough sleep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a cue to ignore whatever my sister says because she's probably going take the long cut to rant about her pathetic life as a student drowned in a sea of homework.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last bit. Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7341074188709289232?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7341074188709289232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7341074188709289232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7341074188709289232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7341074188709289232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-hahaha.html' title='The Lunwen on Hahaha!'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8019884855413365657</id><published>2008-03-16T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T06:27:55.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Nodame Cantabile (II)</title><content type='html'>I realised quite some time ago that after the release of Nodame Cantabile in 2006, 2 two-hour special episodes were screened just this year in January :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the first episode but time does not permit me to continue with the second one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The screenshots look delicious, but I didn't really look closely at them cause I didn't want spoilers heh. Anyway Chiaki won the conductor competition on Episode 1, and I like Tchaikovsky's violin concerto :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beethoven's Symphony No.7 is not bad too, but my favourite was Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto No. 3 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay they should have a show about Chinese Orchestra la then more people will like Chinese music haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8019884855413365657?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8019884855413365657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8019884855413365657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8019884855413365657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8019884855413365657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-realised-quite-some-time-ago-that.html' title='The affair on Nodame Cantabile (II)'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3547855954252545331</id><published>2008-03-13T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:58:07.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Email form Li Bing.</title><content type='html'>Just a minute ago, I opened an email from Li Bing, half expecting it to be something related to $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was close, but not what I expected. She was "helping her friend for CCHMS to publicise their school carnival on 12 March *here goes the details, ticket prices etc*..blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kind of really umm.. cool. Because my sister has been trying to convince/hoax/cheat/psyco/bluff/trick me into buying a coupon (which costs a freaking $10) from her for the past one month or so and I have been feigning ignorance to her consistent persuasion all the while (I must admit I'm quite good at this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Li Bing just called me a baboon for appearing offline. ?!?! Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;I am not a Baboon ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3547855954252545331?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3547855954252545331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3547855954252545331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3547855954252545331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3547855954252545331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-email-form-li-bing.html' title='The Lunwen on The Email form Li Bing.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5360863707689183833</id><published>2008-03-13T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:46:11.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on zzzzz...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really tired. Mayping has such a good life! Still got time go watch shows online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy 5/6 of the time that I'm originally supposed to be active for this week. And the rain isn't helping much either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I might just plonk onto the floor and literally drop dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to check my emails again. zzz, just received emails from Li Bing and Jeenise. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;...dozing offfff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5360863707689183833?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5360863707689183833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5360863707689183833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5360863707689183833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5360863707689183833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-zzzzz.html' title='The Lunwen on zzzzz...'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-654856844355131687</id><published>2008-03-13T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:51:28.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Nodame Cantabile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even though I don't really watch Jap shows, this one is really good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/e/e1/Nodame-Cantabile-banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/static/images/e/e1/Nodame-Cantabile-banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than the fact that the guy is quite good looking (Heh), the drama is super hilarious and it doesn't drag. The music is nice too :D And I think this is quite a few years ago actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shall continue watching now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nah, if you want to watch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/media-21585/Nodame-Cantabile-Live-Action-Episode-1.html"&gt;Episode 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the rest of the episodes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-744/Nodame-Cantabile-Live-Action.html"&gt;http://www.crunchyroll.com/series-744/Nodame-Cantabile-Live-Action.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so kind!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Synopsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Based on the hit comic book by Tomoko Ninomiya, this is a fun-filled quirky romantic story of two very opposite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megumi Noda, or “Nodame” is a piano student at Momogaoka College of Music. An extremely talented pianist who wants to be a kindergarten teacher, she prefers playing by ear rather than reading the music score. She is messy and disorganized, takes baths several days apart and loves to eat, sometimes stealing her friend’s lunchbox when it is filled with delicacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinichi Chiaki, is Momogaoka’s top student. Born into a musical family, he is talented in piano and violin and has secret ambitions to become a conductor. An arrogant multi-lingual perfectionist who once lived abroad in the music capitals of the world as a young boy, he feels mired in Japan because of a childhood phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They meet by accident. Nodame quickly falls in love, but it takes much longer for Chiaki to even begin to appreciate Nodame’s unusual qualities. Their relationship causes them both to develop and grow. Because of Nodame, Chiaki got the opportunity to lead a student orchestra and begins to have a broader appreciation of people's musical abilities. Because of Chiaki, Nodame faces her fears and enters a piano competition. Opportunities open up as both begin taking risks, stretching themselves far more than they ever thought possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-654856844355131687?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/654856844355131687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=654856844355131687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/654856844355131687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/654856844355131687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-nodame-cantabile.html' title='The affair on Nodame Cantabile'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3875562237799935925</id><published>2008-03-09T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:56:16.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Good Food for the Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="290" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/ksiRVSTp0e/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/ksiRVSTp0e/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of proud of this post so I decided to post it here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beware, earthlings. Ever heard of the saying 'You are what you eat' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.imageshack.us/img150/333/nutrioe4.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, let me, the nutritionist from Planet Good Food(that's me at the top) educate and give you earthlings some tips on how to maintain a good eyesight through the food you eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what type of foods are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;EYE HEALTHY&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies have suggested that by eating foods rich in six nutrients — antioxidants lutein and zeaxanthin, beta carotene, vitamin C, vitamin E and zinc — you can protect your eyes from disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so you may wonder, what types of food possess these nutrients?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most fruits and vegetables are great sources of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Vitamin C&lt;/span&gt;, including&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/7954/01sw4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORANGES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/7553/02eu1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAPEFRUIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img113.imageshack.us/img113/9437/03gr1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRAWBERRIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img175.imageshack.us/img175/6168/04rx4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPAYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/2285/05vz3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN PEPPERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/5702/06ko5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMATOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Vitamin E&lt;/span&gt; is more difficult to obtain from food sources, since it is found in very small quantities. However, good food sources include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/7527/07em8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegetable oils(safflower and corn oil),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/5268/08gg4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almonds,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/2269/09wj3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pecans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2838/10tn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheat germ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/281/11hc9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and sunflower seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beta-carotene is present in dark green leafy vegetables (spinach!), deep orange or yellow&lt;br /&gt;fruits and vegetables like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/6168/12xd9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantaloupe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/7730/13xb8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mangos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/1581/14fx4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apricots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/4651/15zl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peaches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/3528/16hh4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet potatoes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/498/17lt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carrots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fortified cereals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Lutein&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;zeaxanthin&lt;/span&gt; are found together in many food sources. Dark green leafy vegetables are the primary sources of lutein and zeaxanthin like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/7515/18qa3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kale,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/2614/19hx5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and collard greens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they are also present in lesser amount in other colorful fruits and vegetables, such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/5921/20sm2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broccoli,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img527.imageshack.us/img527/4199/21ht7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orange peppers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/7792/22mb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/2456/23ha9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/2458/24kg7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persimmons and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/5895/25yh3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tangerines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food sources of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;zinc&lt;/span&gt; include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/9404/26vq1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img160.imageshack.us/img160/3272/27ec6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liver,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/92/28sz3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shellfish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/9181/29fv7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/397/30xj4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole grains and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img259.imageshack.us/img259/2838/10tn4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheat germ(Yes, again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating healthy for your eyes could be the most promising means of protecting your eyes from AMD and cataracts. In addition, planning menus rich in the nutrients described above can mean better overall health for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;By the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://peacecorpsonline.org/messages/imagefolder/popeye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://peacecorpsonline.org/messages/imagefolder/popeye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Popeye was right about &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spinach&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By eating the equivalent of one-half cup of cooked spinach four to seven times per week, you can&lt;br /&gt;possibly prevent AMD. Spinach contains a significant amount of lutein. To find out how much of other foods you would need to consume to obtain the same amount of lutein in a 2 cup of cooked spinach, see the equivalency chart below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Popeye’s Equivalency Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 cup of cooked spinach&lt;br /&gt;3 cup cooked kale&lt;br /&gt;2 cup cooked collard or&lt;br /&gt;turnip greens&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of raw spinach&lt;br /&gt;2 cups broccoli&lt;br /&gt;24 cups corn kernels&lt;br /&gt;24 cups Romaine lettuce&lt;br /&gt;22 cups raw zucchini&lt;br /&gt;2w cups canned peas&lt;br /&gt;7 cups green beans&lt;br /&gt;93 cups orange juice&lt;br /&gt;from concentrate&lt;br /&gt;4 pounds of carrots&lt;br /&gt;(that’s a lot of carrots!)&lt;br /&gt;17 cups chopped iceberg&lt;br /&gt;lettuce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Popeye probably had pretty good eyesight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the end of my educating you earthlings for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had better travel back quickly to my Planet now! I still need to attend school tomorrow and the journey is about 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;MUACKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nutrition.ecsd.net/cc3kid49.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Done by: Wong May Ping 24/4F)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3875562237799935925?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3875562237799935925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3875562237799935925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3875562237799935925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3875562237799935925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-good-food-for-eyes.html' title='The Affair on Good Food for the Eyes'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5733643003508613681</id><published>2008-03-08T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:06:08.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Bobby and CharSiew (II)</title><content type='html'>Before I forget, I better upload this chio photo of Bobby and Char Siew that I stole from Zina's blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/8108/dsc00305tv0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/8108/dsc00305tv0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5733643003508613681?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5733643003508613681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5733643003508613681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5733643003508613681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5733643003508613681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-bobby-and-charsiew-ii.html' title='The affair on Bobby and CharSiew (II)'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7722742053243085544</id><published>2008-03-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T08:05:17.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The WNS.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think it's just the WNS (weekend-night syndrome). Nothing much to worry about. I get it every now and then when I don't have to chiong homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have a sad life. I must be crazy to be emo-ing when there is no homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what exactly is WNS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's something similar to PMS just that umm.. you listen to some dumb emo songs (e.g. 要拼才会赢), blog about feeling emo (which is what I'm trying to do now), complain that you are having WNS and feel embarressed when you unintentionally announce it to the whole world via your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. This is a telling sign that I need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;An Embarressed Assie *blush*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7722742053243085544?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7722742053243085544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7722742053243085544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7722742053243085544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7722742053243085544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-wns.html' title='The Lunwen on The WNS.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4792056196374478874</id><published>2008-03-06T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T07:32:39.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on am I going to have to sleep at 2 tonight?</title><content type='html'>Yay! Finally finished the bio blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fit-and-foam.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fit-and-foam.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel hungry :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been getting much sleep this week, only 17 hours so far. I bet Mayping sleeps a lot at home. It's such a pity I failed to catch her chicken pox. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like doing 小练笔.&lt;br /&gt;I have never really liked doing 小练笔.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares at the blank sheet of paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;( Too bad the 小练笔 don't seem to like me much either because it is staring back at me. So rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself home here while I continue playing staring games with my 小练笔.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;*busy staring at 小练笔*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4792056196374478874?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4792056196374478874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4792056196374478874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4792056196374478874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4792056196374478874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-am-i-going-to-have-to-sleep.html' title='The Lunwen on am I going to have to sleep at 2 tonight?'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6233872423273771</id><published>2008-03-06T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T05:24:38.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Maths Common Test</title><content type='html'>Maths paper is 凶多吉少.&lt;br /&gt;跟Physics paper有得fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later both papers 两败俱伤, I 哈哈大笑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;A '笑' Assie :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6233872423273771?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6233872423273771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6233872423273771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6233872423273771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6233872423273771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-maths-common-test.html' title='The Lunwen on The Maths Common Test'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-476778112790212227</id><published>2008-03-04T18:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:35:01.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on being worst than Gui Ju</title><content type='html'>I think I feel fine now. Or maybe its just for a while. Cause I didn't feel any itch ever since I woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother is totally not cute can. I will never ever be nice to him if he ever falls sick GRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I woke up in the morning to brush my teeth and I got quite shocked when I looked into the mirror. Nono, it's not that I just noticed that I was chio, it's mainly cause there were alot of weird thingies poking out from my chio face and I think I look worst than Gui Ju (Heh Heh) for a while :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone be worst than Gui Ju? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to stare at my face until I got used to it then I continued brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my stupid brother, the first thing he said to me when he say me was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG我要吐"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You good. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall pour sugar on your bed the very next time you fall sick. Roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Guiju, please take no offence. At least Rachel looks worst :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-476778112790212227?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/476778112790212227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=476778112790212227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/476778112790212227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/476778112790212227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-being-worst-than-gui-ju.html' title='The affair on being worst than Gui Ju'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7965787219854338031</id><published>2008-03-04T07:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T07:50:42.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Bio Test.</title><content type='html'>The title turns you off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology EOY paper = Biology Test 1 + Biology Test 2 + Biology Test 3 + ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you are going to die studying for tomorrow's biology test, think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Begin with the end in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaa,&lt;br /&gt;Assie's Evil Twin ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7965787219854338031?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7965787219854338031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7965787219854338031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7965787219854338031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7965787219854338031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-bioloy-test.html' title='The Lunwen on The Bio Test.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7475084647659787206</id><published>2008-03-02T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T02:18:18.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Chicken Pox.</title><content type='html'>I'm at Mayping's house now to catch her chicken pox. Mwahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayping is wearing a La Bi Xiao Xin shirt and she's complaining about her physics and chem. She says she is going to look for Mrs Phua everyday hahaha why am I typing what she is saying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! Must be chicken pox! Yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I had chicken pox when I was eight. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;A Nonsensical Assie ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7475084647659787206?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7475084647659787206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7475084647659787206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7475084647659787206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7475084647659787206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunwen-on-chicken-pox.html' title='The Lunwen on Chicken Pox.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3630230432234082146</id><published>2008-03-02T00:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:27:14.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Chicken Pox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R8pkgQgorWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0OQCoT-i05Q/s1600-h/S7002109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173057627338878306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R8pkgQgorWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0OQCoT-i05Q/s320/S7002109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm officially down with chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than having a fever sometimes and feeling like I'm freezing all the while, and of course, the itch all over, I think I feel quite normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read two Enid Blyton's books for children today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel as if I'm floating instead of walking or standing. Esther says this must be due to the fact that I'm the snow fairy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I can't go to school on Monday, I can't teach Seewei how to be chio. I'm so sorry, I guess you have to continue being unchio for two weeks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw I uploaded a photo with chio me inside, in case anybody misses me (which is duh~)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;br /&gt;MP who's itching to itch the itch &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3630230432234082146?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3630230432234082146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3630230432234082146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3630230432234082146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3630230432234082146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-chicken-pox.html' title='The affair on Chicken Pox'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R8pkgQgorWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/0OQCoT-i05Q/s72-c/S7002109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7224462165125123654</id><published>2008-03-02T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:18:17.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on the Last One Out</title><content type='html'>An anxious husband called the hospital to ask about his wife who was pregnant. Accidentally, he called the cricket stadium. He asked, "How are things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fainted after hearing this reply:&lt;br /&gt;"Fine! Three are out, we hope to have the remaining seven out by lunch. And the last one out was a duck."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7224462165125123654?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7224462165125123654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7224462165125123654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7224462165125123654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7224462165125123654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/03/affair-on-last-one-out.html' title='The affair on the Last One Out'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-7125679312960241532</id><published>2008-02-27T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T05:20:23.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair of the LA proposal</title><content type='html'>This is a sample of a part of my group's LA proposal currently. Weijie, our timekeeper, is going to read it for our presentation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;STRUCTURE&lt;br /&gt;Write a brief paragraph on how you hope to structure your film. When you are doing this, consider:&lt;br /&gt;a) How will you will handle the progression of time in the film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have a timekeeper and a stopwatch from the school’s science laboratories or Physical Education. We will also use the ancient method of using the sun and a stick in any unexpected scenario that the stopwatch has run out of battery. It is often that there is a problem in the stopwatches from the P.E. department as our timings are always meddled with or made much slower. Of course, the problem may not just lie with the stopwatch. Mr Tan may be jealous of our fast and vivace speed and therefore, increasing time in our 2.4 timings. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a symptom and a sign to tell us that we need more sleep :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-7125679312960241532?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/7125679312960241532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=7125679312960241532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7125679312960241532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/7125679312960241532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/affair-of-la-proposal.html' title='The affair of the LA proposal'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4121072546082478124</id><published>2008-02-26T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T08:36:17.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on I'm falling sick soon ;(</title><content type='html'>*coughcough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been coughing since CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sleeping very late everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum nags at me almost everyday to take the calcium powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I conveniently forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughcough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no! ;( I shall go eat now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughcough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon Assie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots of &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; germs,&lt;br /&gt;Assie the Sicko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4121072546082478124?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4121072546082478124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4121072546082478124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4121072546082478124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4121072546082478124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunwen-on-im-falling-sick-soon.html' title='The Lunwen on I&apos;m falling sick soon ;('/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1364192966027688741</id><published>2008-02-21T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T03:04:09.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on Bobby and CharSiew</title><content type='html'>Recently, or just yesterday, we have two addition members in our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are... Bobby and Char-siew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XLspBHwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KaaGjt9HJa8/s1600-h/bobby.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169383805764574978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XLspBHwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KaaGjt9HJa8/s320/bobby.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XLspBHxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Iiu3QlfGFOA/s1600-h/charsiew.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169383805764574994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XLspBHxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Iiu3QlfGFOA/s320/charsiew.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Siew looks weird here heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class went high during Bio and we kept throwing Bobby and Char Siew around and stupid Khoo Gui Ju kept torturing them. I think everybody enjoyed poking them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Koh was looking at the us hopelessly and she ordered us to give her Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Koh: Give me that green thing now.&lt;br /&gt;Us: o.O&lt;br /&gt;Miss Koh: I want to use it as my demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she started patting it roughly telling us about some backbone structure and what they are called a different positions LOL. Guiju was practically screaming at how hurt Bobby was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw Bobby is so intellectual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it's not very smart now cause Sean was sleeping in some class and someone rumoured that he did something bad on it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think our mascots are super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;Bobby and Char Siew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XL8pBHyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/SNjJN_qOB2s/s1600-h/-D.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169383810059542306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XL8pBHyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/SNjJN_qOB2s/s320/-D.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1364192966027688741?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1364192966027688741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1364192966027688741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1364192966027688741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1364192966027688741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/affair-on-bobby-and-charsiew.html' title='The affair on Bobby and CharSiew'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R71XLspBHwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/KaaGjt9HJa8/s72-c/bobby.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-411965529488999746</id><published>2008-02-16T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T10:06:10.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on !@#$%</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how angry I am at 1.52am into the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can rip the laptop into half. But my parents would probably rip me into half if I really did that. (Violence is strongly not avocated here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been spending the past 1.5 hour trying to download 9 files from the learning portal Moodle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Download a file.&lt;br /&gt;2. Window hangs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Close window.&lt;br /&gt;4. Choose not to send error report.&lt;br /&gt;5. Open a new window.&lt;br /&gt;6. Type in the url.&lt;br /&gt;7. Login (which means typing username and password).&lt;br /&gt;8. Select course.&lt;br /&gt;9. Select file.&lt;br /&gt;10. Download file.&lt;br /&gt;11. Window hangs.&lt;br /&gt;12. And it goes on and on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes it takes more than once to get the file to start downloading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. And the files take thousand of years to get attached! Serves them right for being left on the shelf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.03 am now and there goes a few hours of my sleep. Stupid files!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Irritated!@#$%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-411965529488999746?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/411965529488999746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=411965529488999746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/411965529488999746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/411965529488999746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunwen-on.html' title='The Lunwen on !@#$%'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-682463401658894761</id><published>2008-02-14T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T08:33:27.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The affair on My Popularity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R7RtMcpBHvI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7WUxPHo-JU/s1600-h/Beary_Love_Jar_by_blushing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166874733114892018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R7RtMcpBHvI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7WUxPHo-JU/s320/Beary_Love_Jar_by_blushing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of 收获 :D&lt;br /&gt;I think can last for a few months o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the very observant me realised something very important. The only time our tagboard was very active was when there was all this excitement about our fanclubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这确实是个发人深省的事情。(Sorry I'm learning 默写)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emphasizes on how everybody secretly yearns to join &lt;s&gt;our&lt;/s&gt; my fanclub. Even Ye Ling calls herself Ye-oink. And Wei Xun is Koink LOL. List of new names for my members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gui Ju: Ju-oink&lt;br /&gt;Dilys: Doink&lt;br /&gt;Jia Hui: Limoink&lt;br /&gt;See Wei: Seeoink&lt;br /&gt;Han Yin: Hanyoink&lt;br /&gt;JY: Joink&lt;br /&gt;林宥嘉: Yo-oink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, I forgot to mention that 林宥嘉 is my fan.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-682463401658894761?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/682463401658894761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=682463401658894761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/682463401658894761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/682463401658894761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/affair-on-my-popularity.html' title='The affair on My Popularity'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R7RtMcpBHvI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7WUxPHo-JU/s72-c/Beary_Love_Jar_by_blushing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-2487755859660317826</id><published>2008-02-12T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:42:19.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday to-morrow!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of my birthday party package, I shall grant you a kiss if I'm in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. Even if I'm in a bad mood, I'll still grant you the honour of kissing my feet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really stop others from coming in contact with my Holy body. But, since it's my birthday, 随便啦！我将就一下下就是了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tomorrow is 人日 :D&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Should I change to &lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=175121&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blogskin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-2487755859660317826?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/2487755859660317826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=2487755859660317826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2487755859660317826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/2487755859660317826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/affair-on-my-birthday.html' title='The Affair on My Birthday!'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-5728398448611946868</id><published>2008-02-04T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T08:10:06.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on 白痴 Idioms.</title><content type='html'>I'm a very religious person, because 我最常临时抱佛脚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I take a test, I always 抱着视死如归的mentality去考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam script 对着我张牙舞爪，I become 六神无主。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam 之前所抱的佛脚 all 逃之夭夭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;考完后，I keep my fingers crossed that the paper don't end up 面目全非 with all the crosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, 天网恢恢，疏而不漏。Maybe some of the “佛脚” might be selectively reabsorbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass the test, everybody 新年快乐，恭喜发财，万事如意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Assie's Evil Twin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-5728398448611946868?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/5728398448611946868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=5728398448611946868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5728398448611946868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/5728398448611946868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunwen-on-idioms.html' title='The Lunwen on 白痴 Idioms.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4060130771956449315</id><published>2008-02-03T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T06:05:29.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on The Evil Computer Desk</title><content type='html'>I suspect that the computer desk is against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I lose my stuff, I will search the house inside out, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the very end, it would be happily seating there, on the sliding thingy where the keyboard used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, it was my homework file, with all my nice and clean holiday homework happily rotting inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is the Bio textbook. Bio test tomorrow leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always lose my stuff at the crucial moments, and it always have something to do with the computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, THBT the computer desk is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for why and how the computer desk became evil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo don't be so kaypoh lah! We must respect the privacy of others. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;A very convinced Assie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. FYI, THBT stands for 'This house believes that' (a phrase commonly used in debates)&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. FYI stands for 'For your information'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4060130771956449315?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4060130771956449315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4060130771956449315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4060130771956449315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4060130771956449315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunwen-on-evil-computer-desk.html' title='The Lunwen on The Evil Computer Desk'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-8197601646177809325</id><published>2008-02-03T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:26:22.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>接你的车来了 表示爱到站了</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;等待&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;风无情地吹着，冷得刺骨。我坐在大厅外的阶梯，独自望着星空。有人说每一次离别，就会有颗星又熄灭。我脑海里情不自禁地浮现他的画面。他的那份沉默，好神秘。那份沉默，像是随时会炸开似的，震耳欲聋。然而，也就是那份沉默，深深地吸引着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他一副傻乎乎的样子，很孩子气，很可爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他拉小提琴的神情，很认真，流露出一种不容侵犯的幽雅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我和他的相遇或许偶然，但又像是老天在冥冥之中早有安排。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在巴士转换站，我们等的车是并排着的。我们经常一起等车，虽然等的是不同的车。我的车往东走，他的车往西开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我习惯走在他的后方，看着他上车。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我选择从远方默默地守护着他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自从他出现在我的世界后，我的时间表就多了一格 — 等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我会一直等，直到他回首的那一天。就以离开母校的那一天为限期。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于到了毕业的那一天。 我第一次有了想放弃的念头。毕竟从今往后，我们的生活就再无交汇之处。但是我依然抱着希望，即使机会渺茫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毕业典礼上，他在台上拉起了他那把小提琴，神采飞扬。琴声悠悠，一股忧愁涌上我的心头。若一开始没有上帝的怂恿，我们的人生道路还会有交汇之处吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;典礼结束后，有的人和家人出外庆祝，有的和朋友出外庆祝。在喜悦的说笑声之中，我选择悄悄地离去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我回到了和他一起等车的巴士转换站，默默地等待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巴士来了，我继续等待。&lt;br /&gt;巴士开走了，我继续等待。&lt;br /&gt;不知道等了多久，错过了几辆巴士，我依旧等着他的到来。&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你知道吗，今天就是我们的期限，也是我最后一次可以和你一起等车。&lt;br /&gt;所以巴士来了，我继续等待。&lt;br /&gt;巴士开走了，我继续等待。&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天，是我生命中最漫长的一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;接你的车来了 表示爱到站了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;最后一班巴士来了，但他始终没有出现。我在这里等了足足一天，看着人群聚了又散，散了又聚。&lt;br /&gt;或许，该是时候放手了。望着前方的人群缓缓上车，我的心里涌起了无限惆怅。我坐到了巴士上一个最不起眼的角落。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两行滚烫的泪水划破脸颊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人们常说：“爱情是盲目的”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我忘了，是那份沉默，把我们隔绝为两个世界。他在他的世界边缘盖起了一堵墙，狠狠地把我拒之千里之外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那堵又高又厚的水泥墙，我攀越不过，他也走不出来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原来一开始，我们就是属于两个世界的人。自始至终，都是我一个人的妄想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;转换站，是人生的重点，也是人生另一个起点。依旧，我的巴士往东走，他的巴士却往西开。两个朝不同方向前进的人，是不可能在一起的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;錯過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;从前，我的世界就只有我自己，和那无边无尽的孤单。所以，我选择沉默。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我一直沉默着，直到她的出现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们经常在一起等车。那短短的几分钟，是我生命中最快乐的时光。在学校里，她是个很开朗的人，总是笑口常开。她散发出的欢乐总是让我感到无比快乐。但是她却一直躲在远远的那一方，跟我保持着一段距离。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，我沉默了六年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毕业典礼上，我注意到了她脸上的失落，即使她面带微笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;典礼结束后，她悄悄地离开了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天，我故意走在她的后方，默默地望着她的身影。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我跟在她的身后，发现她来到了我们一起等车的转换站。她仿佛在等着一个人，巴士来了却迟迟不上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不晓得她在等谁，但她等了足足一天，我也陪她等了足足一天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于，她放弃了。她要等的人始终没有出现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她默默地上了车，坐到了最后一排座位。&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她依然没有发现到我的存在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六年了，我们总是一起等车，却总是擦身而过。&lt;br /&gt;六年了，我们依然是两个最熟悉的陌生人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-8197601646177809325?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/8197601646177809325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=8197601646177809325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8197601646177809325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/8197601646177809325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/channel-8-drama-story.html' title='接你的车来了 表示爱到站了'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-1539867149513474941</id><published>2008-02-03T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T01:10:24.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Photos</title><content type='html'>I was looking through my files and I realise that I have quite a number of Eleanor and Priscilla's photos. And since I had nothing better to do at that time, I decided to edit the photos. The first one is my personal favourite, although Eleanor looks disgusting as usual. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V25E6v_rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yvSV-i-MEdA/s1600-h/eleanor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162663270794919602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V25E6v_rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yvSV-i-MEdA/s320/eleanor2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo prizzy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V25k6v_tI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qIT3QTvs4ss/s1600-h/emo+priscilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162663279384854226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V25k6v_tI/AAAAAAAAAM4/qIT3QTvs4ss/s320/emo+priscilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one abit gay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V2506v_uI/AAAAAAAAANA/M4w4mOC9VJg/s1600-h/jiayan+eleanor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162663283679821538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V2506v_uI/AAAAAAAAANA/M4w4mOC9VJg/s320/jiayan+eleanor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V26E6v_vI/AAAAAAAAANI/Qop6QX5WwF0/s1600-h/priscilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lE6v_wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_dF2tW6A5s4/s1600-h/prizzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162664026709163778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lE6v_wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_dF2tW6A5s4/s320/prizzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel doing some dumb action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lU6v_xI/AAAAAAAAANY/4Dhpz4NediM/s1600-h/rachel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162664031004131090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lU6v_xI/AAAAAAAAANY/4Dhpz4NediM/s320/rachel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture looks like its belongs in the Yearbook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lU6v_yI/AAAAAAAAANg/QNUIxPFakNY/s1600-h/learning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162664031004131106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3lU6v_yI/AAAAAAAAANg/QNUIxPFakNY/s320/learning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My emo bro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3l06v_zI/AAAAAAAAANo/9-sLrwgRToY/s1600-h/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162664039594065714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V3l06v_zI/AAAAAAAAANo/9-sLrwgRToY/s320/jj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;lovely MP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-1539867149513474941?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/1539867149513474941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=1539867149513474941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1539867149513474941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/1539867149513474941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/02/affair-on-photos.html' title='The Affair on Photos'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qb74_C8UURA/R6V25E6v_rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/yvSV-i-MEdA/s72-c/eleanor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4947152721712247008</id><published>2008-01-31T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:59:07.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on MP VS ASSIE</title><content type='html'>Omg I think Assie and I were damn stupid when we were in Sec One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sec One, Assie, Mich, Yilin and I decided to collaborate to interlink our CAP essays together, so we started something called 'Traumatised Lives' online and we were suppossed to post our essays there. However, we never managed to complete it because of some slow poke *ahem* and also, we seemed to have more fun poking fun at each other using drafts then actually writing the essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the content of the drafts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAFT ONE; titiled &lt;strong&gt;high class entries (exclude yilin only)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Stop crapping lah mp. u r destroying our work. dun so xtra. we r suppose 2 b &lt;em&gt;anonymous&lt;/em&gt;, get it? what &lt;em&gt;infamous hamster soup&lt;/em&gt;...dun bully &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;(mich)..&lt;br /&gt;ei, the story a bit like the &lt;em&gt;daughters of the moon &lt;/em&gt;series leh..&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute.&lt;br /&gt;Who wrote the above?&lt;br /&gt;I AM MICH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mich, I help u &lt;em&gt;chu tou&lt;/em&gt; leh. No need to thank me lah. Just give me&lt;br /&gt;US$10,000 will do. =P&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mich, dun publish&lt;br /&gt;first.No chapt 4 how 2 haf 5?Muz wait 4 yilin to rite first den can.anyway, who&lt;br /&gt;is him?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Him... arh... it&lt;br /&gt;is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find out everything on thursday lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO HELPED ME TO&lt;br /&gt;CHU TOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be either esther or yilin... &lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;it's me =)&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;mich y u write so fast??very&lt;br /&gt;funny(yr story)...let me repeat again for your sake..&lt;br /&gt;dun crap.we might be&lt;br /&gt;using this for CAP.which means that ms tan is gonna read.understooded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;yilin, puh-leeze hurry and&lt;br /&gt;rite. look mich and ass and mp so impatient, so fast write already.actually,i&lt;br /&gt;also want to write. =P&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;understood.&lt;br /&gt;but my story nice what... er... maybe i dont make it so mushy. MUSH!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ass here. mich, y both of us write&lt;br /&gt;so fast? *deep in thoughts*&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;haiz. yar&lt;br /&gt;lor. better go now and do the dumb rain gauge. bb! =)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;*nod head violently*I also have to&lt;br /&gt;rush for history and rain gauge thingy. I agree that it's so very dumb. =(&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;some people write dumb drafts and you should be honoured that a high&lt;br /&gt;class person like ME, mp bothers to look this.tsk tsk. childish.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;how come i dun see yl's footsteps&lt;br /&gt;in here..*sigh*so slow..&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;mich,&lt;br /&gt;thursday liao..&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;ya lor. lets kill her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;I truly agree. But if any1 Asks 'bout it, I'll say that you are the&lt;br /&gt;mastermind.=P&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, shuld we steal yr mum's chopper or&lt;br /&gt;mine?Hmm...*thinking deeply*&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,?,5,6,7,?,9,10... ...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..yl is so damn slow..all of us @ least&lt;br /&gt;write 2 chapts liao..she 1 also haven write.. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;what two&lt;br /&gt;chapters. three lor. hiayo. so slow. tsk tsk tsk. if she only leave comments&lt;br /&gt;today, im gonna kill her. i mean you should kill. then anything happens just say&lt;br /&gt;is mich plan one. and you kill one. i go be your lawyer. see i so nice. my&lt;br /&gt;crapping skills so good judge sure scared one. then we will win the case. and we&lt;br /&gt;should use your mum's chopper.&lt;br /&gt;-MP&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;"I shall not downgrade myself&lt;br /&gt;to speak to somebody like you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qoute from Ning Li's mine in LA&lt;br /&gt;playscript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden words bestowed from Assie the Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;err. i already downgraded myself when i spoke to you. by mp the great.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;thursday? oh. stupid siew mai pikass. slowpoke. &gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;errr. mich... what kind of angry face is that? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DRAFT TWO; titled &lt;strong&gt;ONLY for MP and Assie the Great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;To Assy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to be funny. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so nice lor. I help you&lt;br /&gt;change the nice PING to YING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause its er... more er... more fortune&lt;br /&gt;will come to you, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I so nice help you lor.&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT BELIEVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the greatest person on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Thank me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yilin.&lt;br /&gt;Please update this thing and&lt;br /&gt;Mich and Esther has already written like until 10+ chapters already and&lt;br /&gt;everything is supposed to be up and finished before end of this year and at your&lt;br /&gt;speed of writing, we will never make it. *Sigh* :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the greatest&lt;br /&gt;person on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mich.&lt;br /&gt;Those two are hopeless. =P Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the greatest&lt;br /&gt;person on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Damn you.We have decided that we MIGHT not be using this&lt;br /&gt;for CAP.And who told you to change Ping's name to Ying?I wouldn't mind if&lt;br /&gt;MayPing should be known as JunePing from 2day onwards. Oh I see..I'm not using&lt;br /&gt;your "ping"..who wants to use it anyway.I have my own reason.And it's definitely&lt;br /&gt;not bcuz of u.&gt;:( Superstitious Pig. o_O&lt;br /&gt;And mind you, I'm not hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just somebody without hopes.[Hahaz]&lt;br /&gt;I also can't believe tt I help you&lt;br /&gt;edited your "cliche"...[it's not cliche.]&lt;br /&gt;all yl's fault..got so many drafts&lt;br /&gt;lining up...O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assie the Great&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Ya lor. Hahas. And I am not&lt;br /&gt;Juneping lar. &lt;br /&gt;"And mind you, I'm not hopeless. I'm just&lt;br /&gt;somebody without hopes.[Hahaz]"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. [Sarcastic laughter. ]&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;helped me? Oh. I didn't know. So its not counted. I have the feeling that Mich&lt;br /&gt;will come here and KPO although its only for Me and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the&lt;br /&gt;greatest person on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Hey mp, u online(as in connected) arh?You change the blog&lt;br /&gt;isit?Hahaz..Actually, I wanna disconnect liao..just come in to see 1 last time..&lt;br /&gt;then found you here..eee!!so unlucky!![quoting from you]=P&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;actually yr tt pic look a bit toot upon seeing it in detail..shouldn't have&lt;br /&gt;paid so much attention to it..just realized tt fact..=P&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;ei, y u so&lt;br /&gt;kpo..add my name for me?*Hurmp!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assie the Great.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;YES!!We&lt;br /&gt;are finally faster than mich for once..&lt;br /&gt;anw, why r we using the drafts-posts&lt;br /&gt;as "chat"/"leave message" thingy? Beats me..[OUCH!!OUCH!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assie the&lt;br /&gt;Great&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;err assie... the beats me thing is really lame lar but if we&lt;br /&gt;use this draft thing right, can leave as &lt;strong&gt;aovenir&lt;/strong&gt;... then next&lt;br /&gt;time when we read and see we last time so childish then it would be very funny!&lt;br /&gt;hahas. &lt;strong&gt;thant&lt;/strong&gt; stupid yilin. still havent write yet. hias. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the greatest person on earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;What a failure...So many typing errors..dumb pple make dumb&lt;br /&gt;mistakes..can't blame them..tsk tsk*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden words bestowed&lt;br /&gt;from Assie the Great.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. I need my sleep. Desperately. So&lt;br /&gt;bye!! Sleep early too...&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;here comes mich.&lt;br /&gt;noseyparker.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;mp, hu is the shuai lamers? that post was so&lt;br /&gt;GROSS!!!*yucks!!!!!!!!!!!* &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ITS SUPER FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT BELIEVE ASSIE WAS SO CHILDISH. (Actually I can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;a very amused MP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4947152721712247008?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4947152721712247008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4947152721712247008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4947152721712247008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4947152721712247008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/01/affair-on-mp-vs-assie.html' title='The Affair on MP VS ASSIE'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-3934144068657202438</id><published>2008-01-31T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:12:48.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair on Tips for Assie</title><content type='html'>As a person of a higher intellectual level, I have decided to leave Assie some tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnIEJKWwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g3_Cz4dTavo/s1600-h/P1310184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660773680438018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnIEJKWwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g3_Cz4dTavo/s320/P1310184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo in the above picture does not have a weird CG. There is no known term such as 'weird CG'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why he could not balance was because:&lt;br /&gt;The line of action of his weight lies outside his base area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ways you can make Elmo balance other than using your unglam finger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lower its CG&lt;br /&gt;2) Increase it's base area&lt;br /&gt;3) Stick blue tack under his feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn scared for Physics test tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;howhowhowhowhowhowhowhowhow&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will remember everything that I studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should 临时抱佛脚. As in, literally. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, &lt;br /&gt;a sincere MP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-3934144068657202438?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/3934144068657202438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=3934144068657202438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3934144068657202438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/3934144068657202438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/01/affair-on-tips-for-assie.html' title='The Affair on Tips for Assie'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnIEJKWwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g3_Cz4dTavo/s72-c/P1310184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-4859774135945435904</id><published>2008-01-31T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:34:00.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lunwen on Happy Oranges.</title><content type='html'>My sister and I were gaying around with oranges just now. So here are the pictures we took (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnWUJKWyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/HpPbxSP5j78/s1600-h/P1310187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161661018493573922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnWUJKWyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/HpPbxSP5j78/s320/P1310187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor orange ;( My condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnO0JKWxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/edyvU8AahsU/s1600-h/P1310185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660889644555026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnO0JKWxI/AAAAAAAAAXs/edyvU8AahsU/s320/P1310185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Mr. Mor Peng. (Loosely translated as Pok-mark face)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnIEJKWwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g3_Cz4dTavo/s1600-h/P1310184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660773680438018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnIEJKWwI/AAAAAAAAAXk/g3_Cz4dTavo/s320/P1310184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is my personal favourite! :D Erm, as for the finger... Apparently Elmo seem to have a very very weird CG because he couldn't balance on one leg. So being very kind and helpful, I decided to lend him a &lt;s&gt;hand&lt;/s&gt; finger. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnAUJKWvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/iSy-OJ8xuCI/s1600-h/P1310183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660640536451826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnAUJKWvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/iSy-OJ8xuCI/s320/P1310183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6Hm2kJKWuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hWIWccF7Fz4/s1600-h/P1310182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660473032727266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6Hm2kJKWuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/hWIWccF7Fz4/s320/P1310182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6Hms0JKWtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/cBr84Vxiuhs/s1600-h/P1310181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660305529002706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6Hms0JKWtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/cBr84Vxiuhs/s320/P1310181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmkkJKWsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pa-zudgGwLE/s1600-h/P1310180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660163795081922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmkkJKWsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/pa-zudgGwLE/s320/P1310180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two lame poks trying to make funny faces at each other, but... they still look like oranges to me. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmdkJKWrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7OubCOVGhGU/s1600-h/P1310179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161660043535997618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmdkJKWrI/AAAAAAAAAW8/7OubCOVGhGU/s320/P1310179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh the leaves on their head make them look like pokemons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmXEJKWqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/KGq13OlDcvM/s1600-h/P1310178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659931866847906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmXEJKWqI/AAAAAAAAAW0/KGq13OlDcvM/s320/P1310178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmOkJKWpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4DCllD7A8eQ/s1600-h/P1310177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659785837959826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmOkJKWpI/AAAAAAAAAWs/4DCllD7A8eQ/s320/P1310177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmFEJKWoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/JOwGX22R6f0/s1600-h/P1310176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161659622629202562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HmFEJKWoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/JOwGX22R6f0/s320/P1310176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay, happy CNY in advance! Physics test tmr.. D; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A kind and helpful Assie (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-4859774135945435904?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/4859774135945435904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=4859774135945435904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4859774135945435904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/4859774135945435904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/01/lunwen-on-happy-oranges.html' title='The Lunwen on Happy Oranges.'/><author><name>assie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17468526678467898925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6836/1414/1600/Alien%201.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X9SGCg2dEjA/R6HnWUJKWyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/HpPbxSP5j78/s72-c/P1310187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-396304410292823379.post-6879284032985175392</id><published>2008-01-29T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T07:52:56.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Affair about Things to do before I die</title><content type='html'>Apparently, Assie is not very smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am not going to pay the Taxi fare! That's the whole point of taking the Taxi right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day, I understand that I suffer from some life-terminating disease, I'm going to take the Taxi and tour around the whole of Singapore on my last day on Earth and we'll go around Singapore, just me and the Taxi driver. I'll choose a very shuai Taxi driver and start a nice conversation with him and he'll talk and talk to me and suddenly realise that nobody's replying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because I have already did peacefully in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Poor shuai ge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'm going to do before I die is to go up to someone I really really hate and bash up that person. I think it'll be quite interesting. I can picture some stranger staring at me like I'm crazy. (Which I will then be, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may want to eat some disgusting things before I die. After trying the Silkworm two years ago, I think I'm quite ready to digest some ants or maggots. I hope I sit opposite someone really annoying like Yilin. Then after I'm done, I can smash the whole plate of insects into her mouth and run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! If my Taxi plan doesn't succeed, I think I will want to travel into the Bermuda Triangle! I'll run to some port, steal a boat and start rowing till I'm in the middle of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mainly, these are some of the crazy things I want to do before I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm so violent. Maybe I'll be sent for counselling HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull Assie along, since she's crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;I'll-pull-your-ears MP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/396304410292823379-6879284032985175392?l=tummeey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/feeds/6879284032985175392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=396304410292823379&amp;postID=6879284032985175392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6879284032985175392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/396304410292823379/posts/default/6879284032985175392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tummeey.blogspot.com/2008/01/affair-about-things-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='The Affair about Things to do before I die'/><author><name>May Ping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v650/mayping/blogskins/cutemp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
