<?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-3730934789950771200</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:36:06.512-08:00</updated><category term='music'/><category term='BGM'/><title type='text'>My Dreams Feel Like A Holiday</title><subtitle type='html'>I'll wait a thousand years to see your smile^^</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-4802291389796685045</id><published>2010-09-15T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:20:06.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I judge you when you use poor grammar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TJGyqg7BM_I/AAAAAAAAADI/yYbtIZKvkWo/s1600/n575334622_822558_2224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517387461967295474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TJGyqg7BM_I/AAAAAAAAADI/yYbtIZKvkWo/s200/n575334622_822558_2224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes ok. unless you have low IQ (of which is very unfortunate) or if english is your second language, you generally be able to pass &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;grammar 101&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Your" does not equal to "you're"&lt;/span&gt;. =.= "you're" means "YOU ARE". "your" connotates something belong to "you". Please. stop being stupid on twitter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Better to keep quiet and be thought dumb, than speak and remove all doubt&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. ok... this would be tricky but &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;WHY DO PEOPLE USE TWITTER STYLED TEXTING IN EMAILS AND SMSES?&lt;/span&gt;!! do not @beverly me please. it's creepy. you already said my name why must you put the @ ? also use of #... erm ok if you wanna be stupid #idontgiveacrap BUT DO NOT TYPE LIKE THIS. it irritates me #justsaying (also, do not SAY--oh yes, say not type-- LOL during conversations.. it kills my mood? what happened to haha? when you say LOL you're not really laughing.. you know that right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. when a waiter asks you "so what will you be having" DO NOT. I REPEAT DO NOT REPLY "i be having..." sighhh i know it's hard but &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;try to add a "will" in between "i" and "be".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;over use of text lingo&lt;/span&gt;. eg "u" for "you" and "r" for "are" makes me think that you might be a bimbo. if you're in a rush then by all means use the shortcut. BUT don't use it ALL THE TIME! is nobody worth you typing those extra two letters? it takes like what 1 second? =.= lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well ok i admit, sometimes my grammer SUCKS. like when i'm really tired and brain dead. and i can't for the life of me pronounce "nothing" correctly. EVEN SO. i don't showcase my bad grammar all the time (even proudly, for some people). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just remember... i judge you when you use poor grammar.&lt;/span&gt; (haha this rhymes with i know what you did last summer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-4802291389796685045?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4802291389796685045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-judge-you-when-you-use-poor-grammar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4802291389796685045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4802291389796685045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-judge-you-when-you-use-poor-grammar.html' title='I judge you when you use poor grammar'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TJGyqg7BM_I/AAAAAAAAADI/yYbtIZKvkWo/s72-c/n575334622_822558_2224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1257428748505280647</id><published>2010-09-02T20:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:43:40.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, did you hear Block supper? we meant HAZING! .....OMFG WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBuEw_HduI/AAAAAAAAADA/NeFs26KRZdo/s1600/n562819001_717487_8360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512526972049651426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBuEw_HduI/AAAAAAAAADA/NeFs26KRZdo/s200/n562819001_717487_8360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "&lt;em&gt;Usually part of initiations into a group of some sort. Commonly done by pooring nasty food over people, making them do humiliating things, and other ways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;" -urbandictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBuEw_HduI/AAAAAAAAADA/NeFs26KRZdo/s1600/n562819001_717487_8360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So yes. I, have gone through the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eusoff Hall Block C hazing&lt;/span&gt;... and here's what happened :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3days before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- i saw an announcement seeing that there was a Block C supper (YAY! free food = good^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Actual day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Block leader sent an email announcing that the supper would consist of KFC&lt;/span&gt; (i actually went YES! cause in the hostel you're deprived of all fast food LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9:30-&lt;/span&gt; seniors all started shouting and knocking on doors for everyone to come for supper ("block C supper NOW!"), they were so loud and persistent that even though i just finished 10hrs of non-stop lessons i decided to just go for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9:45-&lt;/span&gt; when my neighbours and i got to C1 (first floor of C block) we saw the seniors holding blindfolds... OMG. Charlene chan and i wanted to run, but they &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;confiscated our room keys and all our belongings&lt;/span&gt; so essentially we were locked out. so FINE BRING IT ON. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they blindfolded us&lt;/span&gt; and made us sit down (by this time, i can't tell the time anymore so i'll just guess haha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Initially, we kept pulling off our blindfolds, but the seniors caught us and tightened the plastic strips (yeap that's what they used, and it works really well man) and told us that we couldn't touch it anymore... (WHAT?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:10-&lt;/span&gt; so i don't know how long we sat there but it felt like a LONGGGGGG time. It got even worse when they TOOK CHARLENE CHAN AWAYYYYY T.T so yeap.. sat there and sat and sat... until they told me to get up and move. They lead me, blindfolded, and told me to put my hands on the shoulders of this guy ("yeah the shoulder that is wriggling"...erm what? LOL) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the line started moving and i kept bumping into the dude in front and saying "sorry" lol i'm so clumsy &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:13-&lt;/span&gt; They lead us into this place, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;put a piece of string into our hands and told us to pull&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And then &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we got we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;. LOL (apparently we were standing in individual shower stall and the string was tied to the handle) Hahahaha the seniors are really smart to think of this man, caught me totally unaware. And they kept splashing water to make sure that we got really SOAKED. (and cold lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:16-&lt;/span&gt; They told us to turn off the showers and led us out. We climbed one more flight of stairs and waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:20-&lt;/span&gt; Senior told me that there was a piece of string stretched out across in front of me around the waist level and we had to go under it... haha something was up indeed. but fine, all in the name of good fun. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WE HAD TO CRAWL. in some weird gross and smelly liquid&lt;/span&gt; haha. i suspect seasoning? (i saw it in the end, it was yellow WTF? haha) it was grainy and sorta smells like vomit BOOOOO. when I got to the end, I hadta wait again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:25-&lt;/span&gt; So new senior took my hand and led me forward again... and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;something hit my face =.= i think it was either a lady's finger or a brinjal.&lt;/span&gt; GAHHHH eww i tugged at it and tried to pull it down LOLL (revenge!^^) and the senior said "ehehhh why you wnna bring that with you! let go!" MUAHAHAHHAA satisfaction of being aware while blind (nightblindness has conditioned me LOl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:27-&lt;/span&gt; The senior told me to watch my step and said "ok now we're in the guy's bathroom" he told me to stop and turn to my right. Then they pushed me forward and told me to squat down. "there's a pail in front of you, i want you to help me find a marble" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLL (i was like WTF?!) and then when i reached forward i was like EH WHAT THIS IS A TOILET BOWL. so i said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you want me to find a marble in the toilet bowl?"&lt;/span&gt; and they actually replied "it's not a toilet bowl!" even though i kept lifting the toilet seat LOL i put my hand in anyway. and trust me.. it was GROSS. i think they threw bread and some same sauce inside of something so it felt like seriously EWWWY haha in the end i couldn't find no marble :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after a while the senior said okok never mind let's go haha. i bet they had enough laughs (i heard them throughout the whole journey haha) so they led me out of the toilet and towards a railing. I must say though that the seniors are REALLY NICE. they kept telling me to look out for steps, even very small ones^^ and they kept telling us don't be scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:34-&lt;/span&gt; after standing at the railing for a while a someone else led me again and put my hand on some bin that came up to my tummy (can you guess what it is? hint: there was a trashbag in it) When i dipped my hand in... there was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ICE, and VERY VERY COLD WATER LOL. so this guy told me "There is a fish and a tomato inside, can you help me find the tomato?"&lt;/span&gt; and like seriously, there was already a guy opposite me who was already looking for the fish haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i dipped my hands in (No kick lah, i love the cold) but it couldn't reach the bottom of the container OMFG lol. No way in hell i can find it lah please. the senior said "eh if your hands can't reach the bottom nevermind lah, give up, not your fault that you got short arms".... and i threw ice in his direction LOL but i kept dipping anyway. In a suge forward, my head hit the dude opposite me VERY HARD. wah pain =.= some more, there were flashes (i could see them through the blindfold) i think they were taking picture NOOOOOOOooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The dude opposite me said "wah cannot find lah" when the in-charge told him to dip his whole head in (he really did do it cause i hear a loud splash) and i asked him what he was looking for, he said fish... LOLL and that he rather find the tomato. BOTH DAMN HARD CAN! plus i have short arms so prob can't find it anyway. Plus, after like 5 minutes in the freezing water, my arms were starting to hurt, become very cold and i suspect red (like frostbite haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end the guy in charge said "Eh ok never mind, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you guys can take off your blindfold now&lt;/span&gt;", and i did. and WOW. the sight was FUNNY haha no wonder this has become a tradition^^ there were people standing everywhere blindfolded looking damn blur and i could see everything that seemed so foreign to me just now (btw, there really are tomatoes and fish in the trashbin). LOLL makes me wanna be a senior and do this to juniors next year haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10:40-&lt;/span&gt; Only a few other people went through the ice dipping haha, the rest just stood around blindfolded. The block head announced that everyone could take off their blindfold and said it was a tradition and all in good fun. (IT WAS^^) Apparently the block supper would be continued (for real) at 11:30 and we should all go bathe and meet back afterwards. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We took a group picture&lt;/span&gt; and i rushed off to collect stuff (my room key!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sighhh tired LOL i went down for a while to get KFC (couldn't eat much cause i still thought i smelled vomit) then i called my mummy to tell her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I think i must have lost A MILLION BRAIN CELLS when i bumped into people, stuck my hand down the toilet and hit my head while finding stuff in icy cold water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SEE HERE: when i called my mum, i told her "mummy i think i lost my handphone" when i was using it to talk to her... sigh LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBuEw_HduI/AAAAAAAAADA/NeFs26KRZdo/s1600/n562819001_717487_8360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512526708470463314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBt1bE8O1I/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Vt_2I1EAVs/s200/000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Essentially though, i think that it was REALLY FUN^^ and the seniors were really very nice and took care of us even though it was a hazing haha. Eusoff Hall is really fun^^ (oh but i think we made too much noise and someone complained about all the sreaming because the police/security came and the block head had to deal with them... poor thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I LOVE EUSOFF^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;P.S. it was probably a good thing that we went because afterwards they took attendance and sabotaged the doors of the people who didn't turn up haha. (they wrapped our blindfolds on their door handles and poured the vomit goo on it, then they nutella-ed the doors GROSS LOl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1257428748505280647?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1257428748505280647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-did-you-hear-block-supper-we-meant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1257428748505280647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1257428748505280647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-did-you-hear-block-supper-we-meant.html' title='Oh, did you hear Block supper? we meant HAZING! .....OMFG WHAT?!'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TIBuEw_HduI/AAAAAAAAADA/NeFs26KRZdo/s72-c/n562819001_717487_8360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-8279830281367749277</id><published>2010-08-30T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T05:38:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't be a Stranger(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well today would be the "start" of NTU's school term--even though i'm told they don't actually have classes yet LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. so i decided to make a list on the things you should (or shouldn't) do when you are trying to meet new friends^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sit two seats away from the person and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;stare at them until they come over and talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; (this might also result in the person thinking you're a freak and moving even further AWAY from you... so heh try another person?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Smile^^&lt;/span&gt; the other person is probably as scared as you are, so be friendly! they'll welcome it (especially since singaporeans are so... LOL they don't like to be the first to start conversations. BUT everyone like friendly people! JUST &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DON'T BE TOO FRIENDLY. CAUSE IT'S WEIRD&lt;/span&gt;. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Catch someone's eye&lt;/span&gt;, this works best when the person is right next to you, and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;just start talking&lt;/span&gt;! if you act like it's natural, NO ONE WILL QUESTION YOU. you could discuss how boring the lecture is, how hard the readings are, how horrible the professor's accent is... any common subject! (but if the person is ignoring you, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DO NOT PROD THEM TO GET THEIR ATTENTION! YOU ARE NOT E.T.&lt;/span&gt; AND YOU DO NOT HAVE MAGIC FINGERS^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. f you see them falling asleep, &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;offer them candy&lt;/span&gt;! everyone loves sweets~ (those who don't are just being assholes^^) hopefully, you can start a conversation from there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Share your book&lt;/span&gt; (and knowledge, if they ask you questions) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DON'T BE A SELFISH PRICK&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL RIGHT FOLKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it works then yay!&lt;br /&gt;but this is just from my 1month experience (after 8months of being a hermit) at making friends in NUS. i haven't really found like SUPER KHAKIS yet. but you know~ every tutorial and lecture, at least you get a group of friends to sit with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys will be able to make new friends!~&lt;br /&gt;and good luck! (especially to my precious unnie, and also omma-who has no problem with this anyway lol ^.~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511181054873020402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/THul-EyRp_I/AAAAAAAAACw/Mg32Sz9j7is/s320/outing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-8279830281367749277?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8279830281367749277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-be-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/8279830281367749277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/8279830281367749277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-be-stranger.html' title='don&apos;t be a Stranger(?)'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/THul-EyRp_I/AAAAAAAAACw/Mg32Sz9j7is/s72-c/outing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1523817418226998244</id><published>2010-08-26T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:51:54.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again. I am bored^^</title><content type='html'>Hi all! (or to the two people who read my blog, unnie, omma saranghae~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i shall talk about talking donkeys^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly because i'm not thinking straight after 12hrs of straight lessons-- and i just read animal farm LOL. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509714629884598482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/THZwQ6ALWNI/AAAAAAAAACg/eM3WEIpZiuA/s320/donkeyswilleatyoualive.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In animal farm, there was this donkey called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Benjamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. he was positively the most critical piece of ass (haha i made a pun &gt;.&lt;) in the book. You see, while all of the other animals delight in the prospect of a new, animal-governed world, Benjamin only says, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;‘Donkeys live a long time. None of you has ever seen a dead donkey.’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response was WTF is that answer btw haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i still love him haha, for that quote^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the donkey from Nanny McPhee!!! he dances, stands on it's hind legs, wears human clothes and winks LOLLL oh wait it doesn't talk =.= (haha but he deserves a mention right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from shrek. He's annoying isn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;"on the road again...~"&lt;/span&gt; i felt like saying STFU during the movie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then he goes and have cute/creepy don-gons (donkey + dragon = don-gon i'm a genius tyvm^^) and i just feel like squishing them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and he likes waffles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: irritating and ugly things can produce cute and squishy(?!) erm.. things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, before my brain stops working completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EEYORE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i lub him the most loll. and i know *coughzzcough* someone likes him too haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right folks! Talking Donkey No. 3 is winnie the pooh's eeyore~&lt;br /&gt;do you know that he had over 241,000 fans on Facebook?!!&lt;br /&gt;Read this^^:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;“You seem so sad, Eeyore.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sad? Why should I be sad? It’s my birthday. The happiest day of the year.”&lt;br /&gt;“Your birthday?” said Pooh in great surprise.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course it is. Can’t you see? Look at all the presents I’ve had.”&lt;br /&gt;He waved a foot from side to side.&lt;br /&gt;“Look at the birthday cake. Candles and pink sugar.”&lt;br /&gt;Pooh looked – first to the right and then to the left.&lt;br /&gt;“Presents?” said Pooh. “Birthday cake?” said Pooh. “Where?”&lt;br /&gt;“Can’t you see them?”&lt;br /&gt;“No,” said Pooh.&lt;br /&gt;“Neither can I,” said Eeyore. “Joke,” he explained. “Ha Ha.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Nuff said &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that concludes the talking donkeys^^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1523817418226998244?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1523817418226998244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/again-i-am-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1523817418226998244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1523817418226998244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/again-i-am-bored.html' title='Again. I am bored^^'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/THZwQ6ALWNI/AAAAAAAAACg/eM3WEIpZiuA/s72-c/donkeyswilleatyoualive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-7642281828285444139</id><published>2010-08-23T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T05:49:00.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT.</title><content type='html'>i'm hiding in my room because i did something stupid again.&lt;br /&gt;When will i learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to put this behind me and treat it lightly.&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;sticking post-its on the door of every single one of my block mates to ask them to play basketball... NOT GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel like i'll never live this down.&lt;br /&gt;ever? T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-7642281828285444139?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7642281828285444139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7642281828285444139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7642281828285444139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/shit.html' title='SHIT.'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-223756803987130910</id><published>2010-08-23T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T05:51:31.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Shiiiiiiit. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared out of my pants.&lt;br /&gt;I have my first tutorial/discussion group in 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that I don't know anyone there omg T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!! &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: right; FONT-SIZE: 10px"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-223756803987130910?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/223756803987130910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/223756803987130910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/223756803987130910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-2193291826250579853</id><published>2010-08-20T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T08:52:06.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Car Horns: The most useless invention ever(especially when stupid people use them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was stuck in 2 jams.&lt;br /&gt;REAL JAMS.&lt;br /&gt;the traffic was NOT MOVING, and it took me about 1.5hrs to travel 2MRT station stops...&lt;br /&gt;what made it worse- CAR HORNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why people insists on horning when the traffic is just NOT GOING TO MOVE ANY FASTER.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times you horn, the car in front can't move ok.&lt;br /&gt;You're just irritating people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dumb =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, i have one thing to say to you people (short of flipping you the finger):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SHUT YOUR FACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507520292042612114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TG6khoh0nZI/AAAAAAAAACY/4_7ozNSXyFI/s200/pinkpantypeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-2193291826250579853?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2193291826250579853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-i-heard-you-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2193291826250579853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2193291826250579853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/yes-i-heard-you-first-time.html' title='YES I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME!'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TG6khoh0nZI/AAAAAAAAACY/4_7ozNSXyFI/s72-c/pinkpantypeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-3320159909647832100</id><published>2010-08-19T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:34:58.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F?</title><content type='html'>Whoot it's friday at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means NO MORE LECTURES AND CLASSES FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i like NUS and the wondeful modules i am taking (Japanese Studies, English Literature, Christianity in World History, Korean 101 and Sociology) I LOVE FRIDAYS EVEN MORE!^^&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i stay in a hostel now, but it's just so wonderful to go back home^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok so i saw on twitter a tweet by Glee's Chris Colfer. i think he's awesome btw hahaha. i like Quinn and the Cheerios teacher too (SUE SYLVESTERRRR~)&lt;br /&gt;Right. back to the point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-url screen-name" href="http://twitter.com/chriscolfer" jquery1282233412296="44"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chriscolfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Slow drivers make me wish my car was equipped with one of those War of the Worlds laser beams. That'll teach 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;a class="entry-date" href="http://twitter.com/chriscolfer/status/20992459437" rel="bookmark"&gt;&lt;span class="published timestamp" data="{time:'Thu Aug 12 17:28:45 +0000 2010'}"&gt;1:28 AM Aug 13th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://ubertwitter.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;UberTwitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;LOLLL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;well it got me thinking hmmm when do i really REALLY want one of them laser beams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;and guess what, i got a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;list^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. When you got to concerts (SUJU FTW) and everyone is pushing at you, blocking you... doesn't help that you hate crowds, the smell of sweat, people touching you, and you're not very tall to begin with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DIUUUUUDIUUUU! *beams everyone away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. When the queue to the cashier, registration office, service centre (etc) IS TAKING FOREVER. possibly because someone at the front of the queue can't make up their mind, is paying in cents, or keeps talking to the cashier. and all you want to do is something simple like break a note, buy a bottle of water or submit a form into a box placed at the desk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BOOOOM *next person please*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3. When there are irritating people abound... who get on your nerves, keep bouncing, and jumping, and poking at it, and seem to try their hardest to get you to your breaking point. (smartasses who go "oh yeah i meant to say that", overly-enthusiastic people "who wake you up at 2am to do something strange like fishing-LOL- or supper")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'M GOING TO SLEEP *pile of ashes on the floor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. Insects. especially ones that fly in your face. ('nuf said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*crater where stupid bug used to be, and the beam sould have sanitizer spray too*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5. Homework... too much of it. Burn it, bury it, beam it to mars! Even better if you take the same course of action with your professor! (but seriously i love my professors so far &gt;.&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta"  data="{}" style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;6. WHEN TWITTER FAILS. LIKE NOW. stupid twitter =.= BOOOOOO. (i have 0 followers, following 0 and listed 3... THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;DIE TWITTER FAIL WHALE DIE!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;RAWRRRR i'm hungry =.= haven't gotten dinner tonight because the hall canteen was closed when i came back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507154509578426322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TG1X2Sqc19I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7uvFRA365Ig/s320/hongkicute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;NO MATTER, i shall wake up tommorow and eat breakfast^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;NIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="meta entry-meta" data="{}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-3320159909647832100?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3320159909647832100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3320159909647832100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3320159909647832100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F?'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TG1X2Sqc19I/AAAAAAAAACQ/7uvFRA365Ig/s72-c/hongkicute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-7694807956486390999</id><published>2010-08-17T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:49:02.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't need a parachute, baby if i got you</title><content type='html'>Sooo... i'm waiting for the girls to come over to the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not because they are bringing macs(which they are WHOOHOO) but cause... i'm just exciited haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna crash my lecture, which i think is a BAD choice because sociology seems boring to the max right now =.=&lt;br /&gt;Hope the don't suffocate in my tiny room, ventilated only by a ceiling fan haha &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driving 1101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(in special thought of Valerie, who i hear is a scary driver LOL, who is going to give me a ride in her car later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.k.a how to survive a a reckless driver&lt;br /&gt;1. Always wear your seatbelt, because nearly 13000 people die each year from flying out the wind shield (in all seriousness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you feel like your airbag is about to deploy, GET OUT, or put your hands in front of you, A LOT of people die from suffocating from the airbag. =.= imagine, it's like a big punch to your face with a pillow filled with mud, and you can't push it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Scream.&lt;br /&gt;you have to be heard man! if you see the car moving too close to the curb, make yourself heard. BUT! that might in turn scare the driver... and you'll crash LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OK. my advice is purely rubbish that i believe in. so don't take it too seriously LOL IT'S ONLY FOR FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BTW i totally love my omma *why doncha come on over valerieeee* and she's actually a fantastic driver hahaha &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for them to get here! hope they don't get lost *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-7694807956486390999?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7694807956486390999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-need-parachute-baby-if-i-got-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7694807956486390999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7694807956486390999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-dont-need-parachute-baby-if-i-got-you.html' title='i don&apos;t need a parachute, baby if i got you'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1266588697662578591</id><published>2010-08-17T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:12:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outrageous tweets~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpR7jKwX_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AtOuADKL8JE/s1600/n2334188_45296265_2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506303577908338674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpR7jKwX_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AtOuADKL8JE/s320/n2334188_45296265_2295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right so i was scrolling through twitter, and i came across a topic called #Dearenemies .&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you...&lt;br /&gt;IT IS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;every tweet (ok i only saw 3) made me laugh SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;also i kept nodding, which was bad cause after that i felt dizzy and my neck was aching LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you guys want to tell some of the irritating people around you to go the hell away, you'll always have a list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm sorry, you must be confusing me with someone who gives a fuck. (By the way, I'm absolutely not sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If we're enemies it's clearly because you suck. You should work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Roses are red,violets are blue,I have five fingers, and the middle one's for YOU" (i would recommend you end of that poem with a ^^ if you can) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506303710268009890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpSDQPwraI/AAAAAAAAACA/iKZGjw-_6S0/s320/n883430710_2992865_3214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. some stupid guy from my block (i stay in a hall on campus now) keeps making stupid loud moaning sounds and saying FUCK YOU damn loud =.= what in the world. &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/3730934789950771200-1266588697662578591?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1266588697662578591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/outrageous-tweets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1266588697662578591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1266588697662578591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/outrageous-tweets.html' title='Outrageous tweets~'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpR7jKwX_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AtOuADKL8JE/s72-c/n2334188_45296265_2295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-651730908025258387</id><published>2010-08-17T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T01:14:55.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i learned how to clean keyboards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do not smash the keys&lt;br /&gt;2. it's important to clean it because there is more bacteria on it than in toilet bowls (true fact!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really... i'm that bored ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-651730908025258387?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/651730908025258387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/651730908025258387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/651730908025258387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-9046402634775692070</id><published>2010-08-16T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T01:32:53.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a book</title><content type='html'>I finished reading a book today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called "&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The Bluest Eye&lt;/span&gt;" by Toni Morrison.&lt;br /&gt;By right... i would not have read it if i saw it in a bookstore, but this was part of my Literature texts so i felt inclined to read it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so this book is really complex in the beginning: something about form and imagery yadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end i find that it really does make sense and it's actually very interesting. It does have some unfortunate scenes though.... =.= of sex.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO ALL MY LIT TEXTS HAVE SEX SCENES IN THEM!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so back to the main point -&gt; This book is great, EVERYONE GO READ IT!&lt;br /&gt;it talks about the black community in general and addresses themes like how Whiteness(being white) has become a standard of beauty and how the implications of thinking that whites are superior has resulted in the deformation of the lives of black women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really interesting for me was actually the point in the story of which the title of the book can be said to be derived from.&lt;br /&gt;The protagonist, Percola, constantly wishes for blue eyes, a characteristic of "being white", believing that if she had those eyes, people would be nicer to her and not want to do "ugly things" (bully her, hit women) in front of her. Pecola’s desire for blue eyes, while highly unrealistic, is based on one correct insight into her world: she believes that the cruelty she witnesses and experiences is connected to how she is seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right and so i am now babbling haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;1. read the book.&lt;br /&gt;2. if you can't change the world, then change the way you look at the world^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-9046402634775692070?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/9046402634775692070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/heres-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/9046402634775692070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/9046402634775692070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/heres-book.html' title='Here&apos;s a book'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1886196889751510876</id><published>2010-08-15T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:03:25.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpQORdP-_I/AAAAAAAAABo/4M05kfHbq-I/s1600/pyzamOmgWtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506301700548328434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpQORdP-_I/AAAAAAAAABo/4M05kfHbq-I/s320/pyzamOmgWtf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was chosen as the Junior &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basketball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Captain of Block C in the Eusoff Hall IBG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me get this straight.&lt;br /&gt;1. i am short&lt;br /&gt;2. i can't run very fast&lt;br /&gt;3. I DEFINITELY CAN'T PLAY BASKETBALL (i can only play tennis =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why was i chosen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1886196889751510876?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1886196889751510876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1886196889751510876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1886196889751510876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='..................'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpQORdP-_I/AAAAAAAAABo/4M05kfHbq-I/s72-c/pyzamOmgWtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-2256982934716189179</id><published>2010-08-10T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T02:14:15.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpS2g6w50I/AAAAAAAAACI/01U8aoTz9-0/s1600/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506304590916675394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpS2g6w50I/AAAAAAAAACI/01U8aoTz9-0/s320/DSC00061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the rain^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like curling up into a ball and snuggling under the covers.&lt;br /&gt;and the smell of rain is like... *floats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love how it feels&lt;br /&gt;i love how it looks&lt;br /&gt;i love how it sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain is the best weather (?) EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like snow too LOLLL it's like rain... ONLY IT'S COLDER!&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/3730934789950771200-2256982934716189179?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2256982934716189179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2256982934716189179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2256982934716189179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/08/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TGpS2g6w50I/AAAAAAAAACI/01U8aoTz9-0/s72-c/DSC00061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-4878022251152488581</id><published>2010-07-28T18:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:26:47.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostel makes me sleeeeepy~</title><content type='html'>They have too many talks haha. &lt;br/&gt;And orientation =.= WHY DO THEY HAVE RUNNING IN THE DARK?!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Waking up at 730&lt;br/&gt;Sleeping at 230am &lt;br/&gt;T.T ttm haha&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-4878022251152488581?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4878022251152488581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/hostel-makes-me-sleeeeepy_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4878022251152488581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4878022251152488581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/hostel-makes-me-sleeeeepy_28.html' title='Hostel makes me sleeeeepy~'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-808782874091819419</id><published>2010-07-14T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T12:14:39.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorta have a point</title><content type='html'>Haha someone told me yesterday that it was just like me to fall deathly ill the day after I put my dog to sleep. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Fineee. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well I'm sorta better now. &lt;br/&gt;And i love you chewy! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P.S I had a bad flu I was not "deathly ill" LOL&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-808782874091819419?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/808782874091819419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorta-have-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/808782874091819419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/808782874091819419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/sorta-have-point.html' title='sorta have a point'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-3186000849415604096</id><published>2010-07-12T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T08:49:12.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and so I told her</title><content type='html'>Chewy, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are going to a vert faraway place where I can't take you to right now ok? &lt;br/&gt;But You won't be lonely^^&lt;br/&gt;sandy and cotton will be waiting for you&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;One day I'll go and find you guys and you'll be sitting in front of the front porch wagging your tails and welcoming me home. &lt;br/&gt;I'll tell you "good girl chewy!" &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So be a good girl now ok chewy?&lt;br/&gt;And Just know that I love you&lt;br/&gt;Very very much...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-3186000849415604096?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3186000849415604096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-so-i-told-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3186000849415604096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3186000849415604096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-so-i-told-her.html' title='and so I told her'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-7761025919577832713</id><published>2010-07-04T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T07:58:37.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gahh i screwed up bad.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously... what else do you expect me to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-7761025919577832713?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7761025919577832713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/gahh-i-screwed-up-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7761025919577832713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7761025919577832713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/07/gahh-i-screwed-up-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-4411132191645094519</id><published>2010-06-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:31:23.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!</title><content type='html'>To my dearest brother,&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;This will be your sweet sixteen.&lt;br/&gt;Even though you seem to have become tired of the vending machine I got for you for your birthday... I hope that you know IT WAS VERY EXPENSIVE SO USE IT. &lt;br/&gt;Haha it's weird to say it but yes I lurrrve ya. &lt;br/&gt;My bro is becoming grownup^^&lt;br/&gt;a grownup with mika like dance moves and character lol! &lt;br/&gt;I like you in colourful skinny jeans! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But anyway all I wanted to do is wish you all the best, happy birthday and I love you!&lt;br/&gt;I'll never forget your birthday!&lt;br/&gt;Even though I know this year your birthday will be spent with mixed feelings, I hope you have a great day!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;P.s school is starting on Monday HA! Good luck for o levels my bro!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Bev,&lt;br/&gt;27th June 2010&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-4411132191645094519?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4411132191645094519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-chris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4411132191645094519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4411132191645094519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-chris.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS!'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-5485127842362834450</id><published>2010-06-26T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:25:29.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh.. and I'm back :D</title><content type='html'>Yesss it's 2.22am in the morning and I am finally back at home trying to get some sleep. &lt;br/&gt;Going to the vet tmrw. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hong kong was awesome, a tad too humid and hot for me.. BUT TYPHOONS ARE WORRRRRRD^^&lt;br/&gt;Did loads of shopping heh. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tossing and turning... &lt;br/&gt;Oh I have something impt to say! Ok shall say it in the another post&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-5485127842362834450?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/5485127842362834450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-and-i-back-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/5485127842362834450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/5485127842362834450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-and-i-back-d.html' title='oh.. and I&amp;#39;m back :D'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1944662670249089193</id><published>2010-06-26T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:22:21.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh...</title><content type='html'>I did it. &lt;br/&gt;I actually finally did it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I got into NUS korean LPP^^ &lt;br/&gt;I'm so happy. &lt;br/&gt;But also so scared. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Chewy is still sick&lt;br/&gt;She might have cancer AND liver failure. &lt;br/&gt;I don't know what to do anymore. &lt;br/&gt;I want her to be happy. &lt;br/&gt;Every day that she is, I will be too^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Chewy &amp;#49324;&amp;#46993;&amp;#54644;! &lt;br/&gt;One day I'll see you healthy again. &lt;br/&gt;Even if that day is very far away, as long as you remember me when you go to heaven, we'll be playing catch again^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Right now, all we can do is to make her as happy as possible. &lt;br/&gt;Show her we love her. &lt;br/&gt;She is still happy, I still can't let her go.&lt;br/&gt;But once she asks... And I pray that I can understand when she does... I'll say goodbye to her with a smile and tell her "good girl chewy! Till we meet again"&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1944662670249089193?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1944662670249089193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1944662670249089193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1944662670249089193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/sigh.html' title='sigh...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-3024255783077587936</id><published>2010-06-19T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:46:05.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooo...</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there was a guy.&lt;br/&gt;He fell and hit his head on a rock....&lt;br/&gt;And then he died.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Loll story of my life people! &lt;br/&gt;Unspectacular as it is and random in all languages.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Forgive me.. &lt;br/&gt;I'm&lt;br/&gt;Too &lt;br/&gt;Freaking&lt;br/&gt;Bored&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-3024255783077587936?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/3024255783077587936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/soooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3024255783077587936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/3024255783077587936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/soooooooo.html' title='soooooooo...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-7655800073861234029</id><published>2010-06-19T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T17:42:37.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday blues?</title><content type='html'>Well I'm actually going on a holiday now... Hong kong! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But I don't feel quite like going. Blogging from the airport, I realize I forgot my credit card which means cash only on shopping sprees. Anddd I forgot my ic which means the customs people will be staring at my "ithinkyoulooklikewilliamhung" picture for 5mins before asking me why I did not update my photo... Yesss *insertsheepishgrinhere* I know^^ I shall reply. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Sighh I miss chewy. I hope she will be ok. I keep telling myself maybe it's time to let go. But I really don't want to... She will be ok^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-7655800073861234029?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7655800073861234029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/holiday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7655800073861234029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7655800073861234029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/holiday-blues.html' title='holiday blues?'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1040507298676347335</id><published>2010-06-16T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:59:00.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rains, floods and beaches</title><content type='html'>i woke up at 2.30 today HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;cause the RAIN WAS TOO AWESOME~&lt;br /&gt;heard it flooded this morning though... orchard road, boon keng, my gardennn&lt;br /&gt;LOL all i heard was my doggy barking at the rain&lt;br /&gt;HE IS PRO please.&lt;br /&gt;no chance in hell that he'll drown haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just slept onnnnnnnn~&lt;br /&gt;sole aim in life today was to go for charlene chan's chalet anyway^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Pasir Ris Park... hammy's family rented a HOLIDAY BUNGALOW which is too cool for words sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;saw Clement Chan... HE'S TOO TALL! like 189 or something *shivers* i come up to his chest LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Went to play at the playground haha felt like a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;Walked along the beach^^ i saw a crab and LOTS of starfishes^^ but i think they died.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. just lazing around the house LOL&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall sleepover today&lt;br /&gt;*snooze*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1040507298676347335?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1040507298676347335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/rains-floods-and-beaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1040507298676347335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1040507298676347335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/rains-floods-and-beaches.html' title='Rains, floods and beaches'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-172343795804507366</id><published>2010-06-15T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:47:00.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIG THIS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBegQKmekHI/AAAAAAAAABg/twIreUI0xys/s1600/Charmander___Bulbasaur___Blush_by_DarkuAngel.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483027270930960498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBegQKmekHI/AAAAAAAAABg/twIreUI0xys/s320/Charmander___Bulbasaur___Blush_by_DarkuAngel.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We belong together^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOREVER~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-172343795804507366?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/172343795804507366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/dig-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/172343795804507366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/172343795804507366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/dig-this.html' title='DIG THIS.'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBegQKmekHI/AAAAAAAAABg/twIreUI0xys/s72-c/Charmander___Bulbasaur___Blush_by_DarkuAngel.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-9206044808992614025</id><published>2010-06-15T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:44:14.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEEPY...</title><content type='html'>I went shopping today^^&lt;br /&gt;with Val teo and hammy (aka charlene chan lol. yes. she's my hamster)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sexy heels~&lt;br /&gt;and starbucks hehhh CARROT JUICE FTW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. I HATE SHOPS WHO DO NOT PUT PRICE TAGS ON THEIR STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to know how much things cost then...&lt;br /&gt;and even though it's the GSS, not all shops have sales apparently LOL evillllllll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs feel like they are gonna drop off HAHA that would be sorta creepy now wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did lots of things today... I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-9206044808992614025?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/9206044808992614025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleeeepy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/9206044808992614025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/9206044808992614025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleeeepy.html' title='SLEEEEPY...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-6407483237830804573</id><published>2010-06-13T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:29:05.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks..</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling down tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of manymany nights sighhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I MISS YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482248167483732210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBTbqYFncPI/AAAAAAAAABY/lAUE9VuF0hg/s320/jbi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. my body is spoilt again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT KEEPS REJECTING FOOD. after eating.. i will have a stomach ache or wanna throw up. AM I SICK AGAIN!? i'm too tired &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.someone is pissing me off really badly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm not a baby and you don't have to treat me like an idiot. I guess i'm just irritated cause i'm not feeling well... and i'm super stressed. Headache :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just feel like saying WHATEVER. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blearghh.. maybe i'll feel better after midnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-6407483237830804573?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6407483237830804573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/6407483237830804573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/6407483237830804573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks..'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBTbqYFncPI/AAAAAAAAABY/lAUE9VuF0hg/s72-c/jbi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-319288321168249976</id><published>2010-06-13T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T01:19:43.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am confused... sorta</title><content type='html'>Had a strange dream last night...&lt;br/&gt;Actually it was a GREAT DREAM&lt;br/&gt;Should have known though... Too good to be true haha&lt;br/&gt;And all the facts were wrong anyway &gt;.&lt;&lt;br/&gt;And I said lots of weird stupid things haha&lt;br/&gt;AND THE LAST IMAGE I SAW BEFORE I WOKE UP WAS MY NEW CAMERA!&lt;br/&gt;-it didn't work properly and made me agitated loll brain probably became fried ECG too haphazard &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;But now... It just made me realize&lt;br/&gt;I probably haven't forgotten him yet.&lt;br/&gt;Maybe I still like him =.=&lt;br/&gt;but I thought it was just out of habit... &lt;br/&gt;WHYYYYYy!!! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ok everyone ignore ^^ &lt;br/&gt;I'm just CONFUSEDDDD &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-319288321168249976?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/319288321168249976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-confused-sorta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/319288321168249976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/319288321168249976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-confused-sorta.html' title='I am confused... sorta'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-42635949781567528</id><published>2010-06-12T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:36:32.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday in Singapore^^</title><content type='html'>I. AM. AT. CONRAD. HOTEL. IN. SINGAPORE.&lt;br/&gt;Lollll it's awesome! &lt;br/&gt;Haha I Love these random hotel stays^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Today my mummy told us that she had a voucher that will expire on mon so she dragged us to the Conrad hotel and we checked in... HAHAHAHA. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Executive floor lounge yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I took about 6 packets of m&amp;#38;ms from the bar lol. I would have taken more... It was free anyway. But people started staring &gt;.&lt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The room T.T makes me sleepy with it's SUPER HIGH BED THAT YOU HAFTA JUMP/CLIMB ONTO. And it's cold haha. I love the bathroom~ nice bubble bath^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Went on shopping spree at newlook@suntec this afternoon too^^ SPENDING TOO MUCH MONEY. but walked until I was so tired anyway. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I LOVE OUTINGS!^^ &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And once again this was a great day lol. Exception being a creepy person on fb an Twitter *cough* who keeps being a bugger^^ *victory sign*&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Nowwwwww I'm sitting watching the city lights from the hotel window. STONING AND GROWING MUSHROOMS.... Because that is what I do lollll^^&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Woah long post~ &lt;br/&gt;Ilusmbbs^^&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[i love him more than milk~^^]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-42635949781567528?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/42635949781567528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/holiday-in-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/42635949781567528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/42635949781567528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/holiday-in-singapore.html' title='Holiday in Singapore^^'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-1293708014158154088</id><published>2010-06-11T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:45:53.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BGM'/><title type='text'>NEW FAV SONGS^^</title><content type='html'>*points to the right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE A NEW IPOD BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;isn't it just AWESOME^^&lt;br /&gt;it has STARS and is ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;*falls in love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway here is my new LOVE SONGS^^&lt;br /&gt;i realise they make me SUPER HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;i guess songs affect my mood A LOT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet Holiday by C.N.Blue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In My Dream and Bonamana by Super Junior (WHOOHOOO SUJU FTW)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As A Man by Gummy (THE MV IS SO AWESOME!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chu~ and Nu Abo by F(x) (grows on you..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr(mister) by KARA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yes.. they are all Kpop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FINE. i shall give up some of my english songs too&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Never Told You by Colbie Caillat (inspired my latest fic cause it made me so EMO)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting Into You by Reliant K&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My First Kiss by 3OH!3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;World Behind My Wall by Tokio Hotel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lollipop, Grace Kelly and Rain by Mika^^ (i'm going to the MIKA CONCERT NEXT MON~)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give it up for love everyone^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-1293708014158154088?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/1293708014158154088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-fav-songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1293708014158154088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/1293708014158154088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-fav-songs.html' title='NEW FAV SONGS^^'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-4046835519622974105</id><published>2010-06-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:26:06.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wrote a new fic today^^&lt;br /&gt;and omma didn't like it!!&lt;br /&gt;prob cause it was too emo...&lt;br /&gt;she rolled away LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SIAN TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i'm sorta happy~&lt;br /&gt;cause unnie is my happy pill (and hae^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;have a nice sleepover~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 296px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481550200441718018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBJg3WPMxQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4wSAbBn5etI/s320/Kyumin7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ZZ and KYUMIN FTW~ &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBJi3ri1deI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mB7DNza5StU/s1600/DongHae_specky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 141px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481552405184476642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBJi3ri1deI/AAAAAAAAABQ/mB7DNza5StU/s320/DongHae_specky.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;HAE + BEV 4EVA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(doesn't he make the most AWESOME NERD EVER!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;peace out world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*GOODNIGHTKISS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-4046835519622974105?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/4046835519622974105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-wrote-new-fic-today-and-omma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4046835519622974105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/4046835519622974105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-wrote-new-fic-today-and-omma.html' title=''/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBJg3WPMxQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4wSAbBn5etI/s72-c/Kyumin7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-7018192187342225378</id><published>2010-06-10T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:43:27.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a problem...</title><content type='html'>I just listed down the calendar in my tiny notebook... And I realize I always miss out dates with 8 in them! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It goes 16july, 17july, 19july &lt;br/&gt;$:&amp;#38;/!?.&amp;#38;'&amp;#8364;&amp;#163;_*^%_#}[&lt;br/&gt;Ikr T.T my brained is wired too weirdly and now my book looks crappy haha. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Oh well I have to live with myself anyway^^ &lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[signing off~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-7018192187342225378?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/7018192187342225378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7018192187342225378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/7018192187342225378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-problem.html' title='this is a problem...'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-243028686820579487</id><published>2010-06-10T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:08:05.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new wave of Kpop fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBHEiWlIhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wh16CGb9TxA/s1600/dcf85fb5f88858d037d3ca20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481378315942528738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBHEiWlIhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wh16CGb9TxA/s320/dcf85fb5f88858d037d3ca20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love C.N.Blue songs! they are this close to FT. Island in all seriousness. yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;F(x) songs are stuck in my head. whatsupp what that? and SNSD songs.... haha cant help feeling a tiny bit creeped out. someone change the radio station in my head~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUPER JUNIOR ROCKS.^^ 'nuff said~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s LEE DONGHAE! STOP TEACHING PEOPLE SWEAR WORDS. I HEARD YOU!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-243028686820579487?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/243028686820579487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-wave-of-kpop-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/243028686820579487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/243028686820579487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-wave-of-kpop-fever.html' title='new wave of Kpop fever'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHhHS3wj6Kg/TBHEiWlIhuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wh16CGb9TxA/s72-c/dcf85fb5f88858d037d3ca20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-8129213486106011334</id><published>2010-06-10T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:12:32.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SERIOUSLY SCREWED T.T</title><content type='html'>IT hates me... twitter bans me, blogger doesnt process arghhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;the links are screwed.. i cant fix it ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unnie wake up~ *plays hey,soul sister*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GOOD MORNING WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-8129213486106011334?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/8129213486106011334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-blog-is-seriously-screwed-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/8129213486106011334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/8129213486106011334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-blog-is-seriously-screwed-tt.html' title='SO SERIOUSLY SCREWED T.T'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-6292458454196214111</id><published>2010-06-09T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:10:00.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>notice</title><content type='html'>I'm going on holiday to hongkong on the 21st(sun) to 26th(sat) of june^^ &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Now my mum is asking if I want to bring Justyn along... CRAP =.=&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[signing off~]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-6292458454196214111?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/6292458454196214111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/notice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/6292458454196214111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/6292458454196214111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/notice.html' title='notice'/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730934789950771200.post-2822283297662715092</id><published>2010-06-09T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T03:13:10.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this shall be the first day of the rest of my life^^&lt;br /&gt;and i am HAPPY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3730934789950771200-2822283297662715092?l=beverlylyx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/feeds/2822283297662715092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-shall-be-first-day-of-rest-of-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2822283297662715092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730934789950771200/posts/default/2822283297662715092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beverlylyx.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-shall-be-first-day-of-rest-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Bev</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869563794518917716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
