<?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-7172597483690564240</id><updated>2012-01-09T13:01:03.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without regrets..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Heng Qi Ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432359368094219118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zt56jJbPQAw/TtNWSZm-l1I/AAAAAAAAABo/HZt0U-G71Ro/s220/13032009%2BClass%2BOuting%2B4.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6687826237247147400</id><published>2011-12-13T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T00:35:27.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;life is like a dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never expect my life could change in just a day..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, life is so unexpected&lt;br /&gt;i understand the pain that my dad had gone through, more or less&lt;br /&gt;8 years of dialysis, every week poking the veins 3 times, for 8 years&lt;br /&gt;health slowly deteriorating..&lt;br /&gt;heart problems, strokes, leg amputations&lt;br /&gt;imagine that it would have happened on me, i would feel the same&lt;br /&gt;i would rather die.&lt;br /&gt;he suffered for so long..&lt;br /&gt;finally, he gets to rest in peace&lt;br /&gt;it was a kind of feeling, to hold your father who had just passed away&lt;br /&gt;somehow, that moment, i just wanted to call 995 and start to rescue him,&lt;br /&gt;but that was not his wish, he had  already given up hope on himself&lt;br /&gt;nah, nobody could blame him for the decision he made&lt;br /&gt;he suffered enough.&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, with one hand holding his head and the other holding his shoulders&lt;br /&gt;yes, the comforting is that he went off peacefully&lt;br /&gt;he didnt struggle, he didnt resist&lt;br /&gt;thats the moment when i wanted him back, but i can't be selfish&lt;br /&gt;just like this, my whole life's gonna change,&lt;br /&gt;for the better or for the worst? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;im kinda sitting beside his coffin now,&lt;br /&gt;i chose this place&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted him to feel my presence, and let him know that i grew up&lt;br /&gt;i definitely can take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;we never talked much to each other&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i inherited his genes of not expressing things through words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Daddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6687826237247147400?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6687826237247147400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6687826237247147400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6687826237247147400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6687826237247147400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-is-like-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng Qi Ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432359368094219118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zt56jJbPQAw/TtNWSZm-l1I/AAAAAAAAABo/HZt0U-G71Ro/s220/13032009%2BClass%2BOuting%2B4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1571510081499784429</id><published>2011-12-05T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:34:45.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Best Movie 2011 ever watch + Best Movie of my Life since 1992 award:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U Are The Apple Of My Eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h1 id="watch-headline-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 1.8333em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; height: 1.1363em; max-height: 1.1363em; line-height: 1.1363em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-family: arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span id="eow-title" class="long-title" dir="ltr" title="那些年，我們一起追的女孩 電影主題曲《那些年》官方正式 with lyrics" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-size: 0.9166em; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; letter-spacing: -0.5px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;《那些年，我們一起追的女孩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 27px; "&gt;》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KqjgLbKZ1h0&amp;amp;list=FLn-RY5CPH9p5b1SeF2ZmoLw&amp;amp;index=1&amp;amp;feature=plpp_video"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KqjgLbKZ1h0&amp;amp;list=FLn-RY5CPH9p5b1SeF2ZmoLw&amp;amp;index=1&amp;amp;feature=plpp_video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1571510081499784429?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1571510081499784429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1571510081499784429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1571510081499784429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1571510081499784429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-best-movie-2011-ever-watch-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng Qi Ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432359368094219118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zt56jJbPQAw/TtNWSZm-l1I/AAAAAAAAABo/HZt0U-G71Ro/s220/13032009%2BClass%2BOuting%2B4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-3705269046961331120</id><published>2011-11-28T17:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T18:55:49.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlV-54x2QKU/THFx5WKLsCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/joKKYATKBpg/s1600/long_time_no_see_postcard-p239738589187726208qibm_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlV-54x2QKU/THFx5WKLsCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/joKKYATKBpg/s1600/long_time_no_see_postcard-p239738589187726208qibm_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlV-54x2QKU/THFx5WKLsCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/joKKYATKBpg/s1600/long_time_no_see_postcard-p239738589187726208qibm_400.jpg"&gt;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlV-54x2QKU/THFx5WKLsCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/joKKYATKBpg/s1600/long_time_no_see_postcard-p239738589187726208qibm_400.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been awhile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just, i've changed my email address!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason being: im a grown up now, i dont wna associate my email with a childish pingpinginhell name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a draggggg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had to recreate and transfer everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my google+ account, my blogger, and the worst thing; my google music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will have to upload my WHOLE FREAKING 12xx SONGS AGAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, thats life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yes, so what is the thing that inspire me to blog again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first is cos of ervina, reminding me of my blog, that i very long never blog already, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which makes me visit this site again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the song for my blog never failed to make me bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this song is yijibang! love it to the max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second reason was when my MBC lecturer started asking us to create new blog for my project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with makes me log into the dashboard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i must say, the new blog layout is total FOREIGN to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i refuse to accept the change in layout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason being: the colour and layout of this old blogger has memories and life on it that is unique to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you started blogging, you thought of the days when you were a frequent blogger, entering this page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe its just for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, there's a nice photo that i wanted to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its found when im googling the first picture with the keywords 'long time no see' to put in my blog post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn6U-Rug5ZI/SmuXQbAD5fI/AAAAAAAABbM/swJFLWqggFU/s400/LongTimeNoSee.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn6U-Rug5ZI/SmuXQbAD5fI/AAAAAAAABbM/swJFLWqggFU/s400/LongTimeNoSee.jpg"&gt;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sn6U-Rug5ZI/SmuXQbAD5fI/AAAAAAAABbM/swJFLWqggFU/s400/LongTimeNoSee.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im sorry if i offended big stomach guys here, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you saw this and feel offended, then FUCK OFF. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i've been glancing through my pass posts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as of november 2011, i am no longer having any motivation to study&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i will still complete my course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason being that i dont wna be a burden to anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least if i complete my course, i can find a job and have monthly stable allowance (hopefully)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least the chances are higher than i never complete my course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't wna work full time in banquet and end up with panda eyes and bleeding nose for not sleeping well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working one whole day just to earn 100bucks a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nah, that's not the life i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want a life balanced with work and my love ones. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, I've decided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for whatever god sake reason, i will never let my child follow my path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a painful one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no one knows how it feels like to walk into a class with everyone staring at you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with the 'who the fuck are you' look at first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then with the pitiful look gradually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, in the end i must say i asked for it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant blame anyone for looking at me like this, its natural reaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would have done the same thing if i was the one looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can only blame myself for not studying well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, put all those things aside, recently i've been watching forensic heroes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a nice show, and i remember something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Common law is the law for common man"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. HAHA!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see this video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0m5OgFcKqs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0m5OgFcKqs&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(not gonna upload since i hide my blog music)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia; " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Pro Sir: Common law is the law for common man. Common law is the fundamentals of all Hong Kong laws. The model for common law is to accept the objectivity of rules. This refers to the unspoken rules agreed by the majority which dictates habits, truth and false, right and wrong. This forms the fundamentals of common law.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;The motive behind an action is accepted is not solely due to my judgment but derived from the fundamentals of common law. It reflects the same motive behind the same action of the majority.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;The accused forcefully inserted the pill bottle into the deceased mouth. The motive behind the action was to force the deceased to swallow ketamine pills within the bottle.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Lawyer: Your honour, the witness’s illustration has already been dislodged from the specialization of a forensic scientist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Pro Sir: My professional judgment must definitely be base on the fundamentals of common law. Thus my court statement is not dislodged from my profession.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Judge: Expert witness, you may continue.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;Pro Sir: Thus when you brought the bottle to your mouth with a swallowing action, the whole set of actions under normal circumstances would led one to believed that the bottle is filled with water or other forms of liquid. Thus a normal person would then be driven to display a drinking action.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); "&gt;Of course, a person would also would pick up an empty bottle and pretend to drink. This is because he is acting. He is an actor. The motive beh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-family: georgia; "&gt;ind your actions is to create a perfectly logical scenario. In reality, your account is an unconceivable illusion which is a blatant attempt to overthrow the whole truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;From your perspective, to overrule my judgment, your motive is reasonable. But I need to emphasize, the legal judgment I made is based on the fundamentals of common law. The accused forcefully inserted a bottle full of ketamine pills into the deceased’s mouth have led to her death.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(238, 238, 204); margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0cm; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); " &gt;&lt;i&gt;This is definitely a correct judgment, closest to the truth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgbluechip.blogspot.com/2011/11/common-law-is-law-for-common-man-3.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;http://sgbluechip.blogspot.com/2011/11/common-law-is-law-for-common-man-3.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, this is the best scene i've ever watched.&lt;div&gt;not as a perspective that im studying forensic science, but as a perspective of a normal person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoever haven watch forensic heroes III yet, i would recommend it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although all the cast changed (with is so freaking sad :( ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its still nice la, but i still like ouyang zhen hua more in terms of his character in the first 2 series&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, thats all i have for now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-3705269046961331120?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/3705269046961331120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=3705269046961331120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3705269046961331120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3705269046961331120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2011/11/http4.html' title=''/><author><name>Heng Qi Ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05432359368094219118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zt56jJbPQAw/TtNWSZm-l1I/AAAAAAAAABo/HZt0U-G71Ro/s220/13032009%2BClass%2BOuting%2B4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wlV-54x2QKU/THFx5WKLsCI/AAAAAAAAAbA/joKKYATKBpg/s72-c/long_time_no_see_postcard-p239738589187726208qibm_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6399483455881552430</id><published>2011-02-25T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:05:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uosnUGBuCjM/TWfFGnByxnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DRuBnRJtgAQ/s1600/study-stuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uosnUGBuCjM/TWfFGnByxnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DRuBnRJtgAQ/s320/study-stuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577643380868040306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi there&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i last blog&lt;br /&gt;well, how's life?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. still bearable?&lt;br /&gt;but there is one thing just there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, i have lost my will and determination to study&lt;br /&gt;im not sure why&lt;br /&gt;but i just dont have that self discipline inside me anymore&lt;br /&gt;i used to have it so much during my 'o' lvls period,&lt;br /&gt;but now, its like *pooof* and its all gone&lt;br /&gt;i've just failed 2 modules, now if i failed the same module for the second time,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna really say bye bye to my poly life and my dip cert&lt;br /&gt;yea, i sensed the emergency here&lt;br /&gt;but nothing's moving&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could get over with m poly life soon and graduate with a poly cert and thats it&lt;br /&gt;i arent gonna study anymore&lt;br /&gt;i seems so hard, dont know why&lt;br /&gt;once, my mum told me that a fortune teller said that i wouldnt have much of a achievement in my life&lt;br /&gt;the best i could attained was a word 'manager'&lt;br /&gt;i want to prove everyone wrong, but it just wont move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing's progressing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6399483455881552430?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6399483455881552430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6399483455881552430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6399483455881552430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6399483455881552430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2011/02/hi-there-its-been-so-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uosnUGBuCjM/TWfFGnByxnI/AAAAAAAAAWA/DRuBnRJtgAQ/s72-c/study-stuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1301501365431911834</id><published>2010-11-20T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T02:52:49.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel that I'm just a normal useless idiot who got touch by mere actions and words.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and that's how weak I am, fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, giving without asking for return, is this something that a human could achieve?&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your heart, there is this part of it that ask for returns when you start giving.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am like that.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But for 1 thing that I know, when I give, I asked for something else.&lt;br /&gt;I asked for replies.&lt;br /&gt;Things like a simple 'thanks' to a complicated 'I love you too'&lt;br /&gt;Its always what I wanted deep in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And I know foremost that I want something sincere and what really comes out from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't take what you are giving, then don't give in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Its not fun, and sometimes its hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel like superior over a pariah. And I'm that pariah.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I don't mind becoming a pariah, but can it be all pariahs instead?&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone of the same rank.&lt;br /&gt;Now its like I'm being controlled on what I as a pariah shouldn't do while the superior is doing everything I shouldn't do.&lt;br /&gt;Its unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I always wonder, am I living a life for myself or a life for people?&lt;br /&gt;Why at times when I should be selfish I couldn't and at times when I shouldn't I became so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard. :(&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be like everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't YOU be the same?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on there for the last bit that I could. :(&lt;br /&gt;Give me some motivation, some motivation that could keep me holding there.&lt;br /&gt;Grab me.. :(( I don't wna fall. :'(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7381086126389965836</id><published>2010-11-10T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:24:36.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHATS &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TNqqHi1u-jI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FAJxDBHyhmE/s1600/love.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TNqqHi1u-jI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FAJxDBHyhmE/s320/love.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537925738393434674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi peeps! today we're gonna talk bout love&lt;br /&gt;whats love?&lt;br /&gt;okay if you guys are thinking bout those things that a 15 year old would write then you are wrong&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna discuss that here&lt;br /&gt;kay, lets start off with a sentence&lt;br /&gt;its a sentence thats been quite frequently brought out of my head.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Look in a person's face/eyes for 3minutes. you"ll realise you've fallen in love with her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;how true is this statement?&lt;br /&gt;maybe this statement seems a bit too over.&lt;br /&gt;lets change the 3minutes to 5minutes&lt;br /&gt;and did i state.. oh no, i didnt&lt;br /&gt;i believe in this statement&lt;br /&gt;not that i've try it, but somehow i think it could most likely be true&lt;br /&gt;the more you look at the person, the more you'll feel that he/she isnt that bad after all&lt;br /&gt;that he/she isnt that ugly at all&lt;br /&gt;and im talking bout looking in the real face, not photo&lt;br /&gt;worst case scenario is that yes, the person is ugly&lt;br /&gt;but then you'll start to notice at least 1 thing in him/her that makes you feel 'woah!'&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe this one is cause i've experience it before&lt;br /&gt;thats why i could say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;CAUTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those with bf/gf/husband/wife, dont try this experiment anywhere&lt;br /&gt;it isnt tested on and its dangerous&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know what you'll get from your spouse the next moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets come to some scenario thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If 2 person of the opposite sex are trap in a cave with each other, do you think they would develop love?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;lets say that food supply and water supply is unlimited&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i think we need to find the definition of love&lt;br /&gt;aww, its like going back to being a 15year old kid&lt;br /&gt;nah.. lets go into the possible outcome&lt;br /&gt;err.. i think most prob they would be together as a couple&lt;br /&gt;there is possible reasons why&lt;br /&gt;1: love at first sight. aww.. thats sweet&lt;br /&gt;2: gradual love w.r.t time. aww.. thats sweet too, increasing of love daily.&lt;br /&gt;3: for sex? well, i am here to say, NOT ONLY MAN! women are horny too, its just that they dont show.&lt;br /&gt;i guess when you're stuck inside the cave you'll have nothing to  do. so? maybe everyday find some entertainment (which is the other only one alive beside),&lt;br /&gt;have fun, explore, groan, moan, shout, scream, nobody cares and nobody will hear (if somebody heard means they are safe and will be rescued? sorta killing 2birdies with a stone huh!)&lt;br /&gt;then off course, have babies which then give them more responsibilities and aims in life&lt;br /&gt;ohh, and why did i turn my post into this.&lt;br /&gt;uhh.. okay lets say some other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got myself a blackberry bold 9000 recently. :)&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking, why the heck doesnt everyone has a bb?&lt;br /&gt;i think i know why&lt;br /&gt;the apps in bb isnt as nice as those in apple store&lt;br /&gt;things like SG buses and stuff, all bb dont have&lt;br /&gt;boring&lt;br /&gt;but well, i still love my bb, so nice to type. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!&lt;br /&gt;recently there's this raping craze.&lt;br /&gt;lots of people are going around raping people's phone&lt;br /&gt;dont know why, victimSSS are reported&lt;br /&gt;and i am one of them&lt;br /&gt;imagine taking back your phone from someone you lend only to see your messages had been scrolled to the day before&lt;br /&gt;yea, i definitely feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FUCK UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one whole day's message kena rape&lt;br /&gt;try that on yourself, dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7381086126389965836?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7381086126389965836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7381086126389965836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7381086126389965836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7381086126389965836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-love-hi-peeps-today-were-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TNqqHi1u-jI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FAJxDBHyhmE/s72-c/love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-9011425659865420576</id><published>2010-11-05T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:06:10.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dad's changed&lt;br /&gt;now, he treats life more preciously&lt;br /&gt;he treat his loved ones more preciously now&lt;br /&gt;last time when i came home he used to say&lt;br /&gt;"you"re back ar? aiiyaa!"&lt;br /&gt;or when im coming home for dinner he'll say&lt;br /&gt;"you coming home for dinner? yes ar? aiiyaa!!"&lt;br /&gt;now, when i come back, he would say&lt;br /&gt;"you're home? im happy, like that then got people pei me and your mama"&lt;br /&gt;and recently, he's been talking to me more and more&lt;br /&gt;wanting to start having a convo with me&lt;br /&gt;yea, he knew whats going on, and i think i do know whats going on too&lt;br /&gt;its making me feel more guilty&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish he could just care me less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, once, i was in bus&lt;br /&gt;and i notice this couple since they were in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i notice how the girl was holding the guy&lt;br /&gt;yea, sometimes, its actually possible to see how close the couple is&lt;br /&gt;as in not those kind of i love you you love me more&lt;br /&gt;as in physically close&lt;br /&gt;yea, i guess everybody knows what im talking&lt;br /&gt;and you cant deny the fact by EEEEEEE-ing&lt;br /&gt;yea, sometimes the more you observe the more you notice something and the more you see&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its the second week of school&lt;br /&gt;and.. ohh&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like talking bout school and my life now, maybe later?&lt;br /&gt;shall post till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-9011425659865420576?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/9011425659865420576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=9011425659865420576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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will jerk while i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;why? dunno. i have no idea bout that until nana told me so&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cause im too tired or something?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it only happens when i sleep upright instead of lying?&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, and work is tiring&lt;br /&gt;pure tiring this 2 days&lt;br /&gt;i thin i use too much strength the wrong way&lt;br /&gt;now my back ache&lt;br /&gt;the back bone there de muscle like kena stretched too much.&lt;br /&gt;sleep also feel gao weh&lt;br /&gt;whole day move things, like those house movers that you call to help you move your house and furniture like that.&lt;br /&gt;move until there pain there bleed&lt;br /&gt;knn sia.&lt;br /&gt;ya KOI again&lt;br /&gt;recently got this KOI craze huh&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! i managed to stole on polo tee home! :)&lt;br /&gt;this one is a nicer one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay, lets say out what i was thinking then&lt;br /&gt;well, i study in a science course.&lt;br /&gt;yea, a 100% SCIENCE COURSE.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I AM A SCIENCE STUDENT.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i look/seem/behave like one.&lt;br /&gt;for a simple reason&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got more things to do (which i haven even touch) than a course with maybe 70% or less science modules&lt;br /&gt;yea, and i looked so relax when people around me are all stressing up with projects, studies and assignments&lt;br /&gt;more ever, what makes things worst is that i cant believe i cant 100% know, understand and interpret a simple sentence in the sentence i read just now&lt;br /&gt;yea, im a science student, and if i ever asked anyone from my course and ask him/her what that sentence is about, everybody would know how to explain everything&lt;br /&gt;i guess only me dont know anything&lt;br /&gt;and im thinking, where can i go after i graduate&lt;br /&gt;people say as long as you get the diploma, people dosent look at your gpa unless university admission.&lt;br /&gt;but today, i realise that logically thinking, this arent the case for a science student&lt;br /&gt;so what if you get a diploma with a gpa of 1.0?&lt;br /&gt;even if i manage to get a work, i cant perform well!&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know the basics till now.&lt;br /&gt;i think if the company is on retrenchment, the first one they will sack is me.&lt;br /&gt;im not being pessimistic, but im just facing the facts of the real world&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do now?&lt;br /&gt;yea, there is a lot i can do now, whether i want to start it or not only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5501508361947251461?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5501508361947251461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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italic;"&gt;last 2 days,i remembered one thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one thing that strikes me suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i remembered how i was used to be given false hope the whole of this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everytime, as usual, then it became like my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everybody then starts seeing me differently, like im a bad boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yea, part of it was my fault, but most of it arent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now, i just want to try my best to avoid all those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;a week ago, i almost forgot the existence of my blog&lt;br /&gt;until recently&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the thing that i least wanted to face in life.&lt;br /&gt;studies&lt;br /&gt;well, first,&lt;br /&gt;hows my timetable? everyone will ask&lt;br /&gt;well, im giving almost everyone a different ans than they expected&lt;br /&gt;i have a damn bloody relaing timetable&lt;br /&gt;im taking only 4 modules this sem&lt;br /&gt;one repeating module, one module is what im suppose to take last sem,&lt;br /&gt;and 2 new modules&lt;br /&gt;well, plus a events management IS module as well&lt;br /&gt;so how am i faring in the week?&lt;br /&gt;i would say, bad&lt;br /&gt;im not one who would always approach people&lt;br /&gt;im not one who's always that friendly&lt;br /&gt;so well, its like living my life fearing each class i go to everyday&lt;br /&gt;without people i know/know really well&lt;br /&gt;i have to face every class with courage&lt;br /&gt;to bear the stares people look at me with&lt;br /&gt;yea, its weird&lt;br /&gt;imagine a new guy coming to a class&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows each other well&lt;br /&gt;except me&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows me and i dont know anybody&lt;br /&gt;well, but i guess looking on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;i may be able to make more friends?&lt;br /&gt;and maybe as the week goes by the fear would be gone?&lt;br /&gt;who ask me not to study hard in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i thought of an interesting question while i was in practical today&lt;br /&gt;people say human used to be derived from monkeys right?&lt;br /&gt;and the prokaryotes and eukaryoyes doesnt differentiate themselves instantly&lt;br /&gt;homo sapiens and drosophila doesnt appear from no where.&lt;br /&gt;so the question is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;" DOES EVERYTHING DERIVES FROM AN ORIGIN??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;ets take homo sapiens for example&lt;br /&gt;they are said to be derived from monkeys&lt;br /&gt;so the question is whether we really came from monkeys?&lt;br /&gt;however, i heard a very good comment from my band section mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"IF WE ARE TO DERIVE FROM MONKEYS, THEN WE SHOULD BE ABLE TO SEE THE METAMORPHOSIS EVEN NOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, thats it, if it takes million of years for a monkey to become a human, then we should be seeing the process like now!&lt;br /&gt;there isnt really any reason that i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;one 20%human looks and 80% monkey looks will will mate and form offspring?&lt;br /&gt;they cant be rejected due to their face since humans are able to form&lt;br /&gt;there must be succcessful matings occuring.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe when i grow up i can find the answer??&lt;br /&gt;who knows?&lt;br /&gt;maybe you are looking at a blog of a future mad scientist with Einstein's hair!&lt;br /&gt;well, FAT HOPE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6175404235287955713?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6175404235287955713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6175404235287955713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6175404235287955713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6175404235287955713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TKnawM8smRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gT-36hbkDAc/s1600/couple-holding-hands-photographic-p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TKnawM8smRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gT-36hbkDAc/s320/couple-holding-hands-photographic-p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524186939591006482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will this be the end of everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as time goes by, people change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they tend to move away from their partners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially when they are faced with a new environment, new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots happen recently, until i dont wanna face life&lt;br /&gt;lets start with my studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i failed 1 module again.&lt;br /&gt;which means i would definitely be graduating one semester later than everybody&lt;br /&gt;my timetable next sem is okay&lt;br /&gt;you know qhy i said okay? cos im like taking some shit modules&lt;br /&gt;much much different from everyone else&lt;br /&gt;well, what can i do? work hard&lt;br /&gt;whether i will shall depends on when i start having aims in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, other then studies, i've been working my life away&lt;br /&gt;everyday work work work and work&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why i like working so much&lt;br /&gt;maybe because it lets me hide myself from the real situation in life&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because of the friends there&lt;br /&gt;i realise most people who work there continued working because of friends&lt;br /&gt;yes, i half of the reason i work is because of the friends there&lt;br /&gt;everyday i work, i see lots of friends&lt;br /&gt;talking cock, laughing, and chionging and sweating together&lt;br /&gt;its something you wont forget in your whole life living in this world&lt;br /&gt;i've never regret working in the first place&lt;br /&gt;and i think i owe yuliana, ervina and jiahui a thanks for bringing me in. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking of my blog&lt;br /&gt;living my life without regrets&lt;br /&gt;i've been asking myself and revising again&lt;br /&gt;have i regret anything in my life&lt;br /&gt;now, my answer is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i used to regret one incident that happened in my life that i had the ability to actually prevent it from happening&lt;br /&gt;but i thought to myself, if that incident never happens,&lt;br /&gt;i would never have learn my strength and weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;i would never had know myself better&lt;br /&gt;i would never had treasure myself and people around me more&lt;br /&gt;yea, people are selfish&lt;br /&gt;everyone cant deny that they are somewhat selfish&lt;br /&gt;but at least an improvement is better than getting worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a moment in time when i was thinking of why do people drift apart unknowingly and suddenly?&lt;br /&gt;maybe because things arent the same and the way its used to be anymore&lt;br /&gt;learn to accept and move on.&lt;br /&gt;and i learned a good phrase from my bandmates&lt;br /&gt;nah, its not something sarcastic, but its really something i would want to remind myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens, continue to live your life like how you want it to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there's a whole lot of other things that i thought i wont want to post.&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall sign off here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4860330029058821681?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4860330029058821681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4860330029058821681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4860330029058821681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4860330029058821681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/10/will-this-be-end-of-everything-as-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TKnawM8smRI/AAAAAAAAAVM/gT-36hbkDAc/s72-c/couple-holding-hands-photographic-p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6846713676163464500</id><published>2010-09-22T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:11:59.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have LOTS to say.&lt;br /&gt;gonna update here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6846713676163464500?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the sound of the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the face of the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss that expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss that happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;and i think that is what i have been missing in my life for the week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-2760577726019944728?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2760577726019944728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2760577726019944728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2760577726019944728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2760577726019944728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-sound-of-laughter-i-miss-face-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes a kiss, a hug, a grip, even just plain looking with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; can cure all sadness and griefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;it just feel so comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, without even realizing, it just made your day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes you think and imagine too much&lt;br /&gt;making yourself fall into a state of utopia&lt;br /&gt;yea, you believe things will always go so smoothly?&lt;br /&gt;as smooth as you think?&lt;br /&gt;without even any obstacles?&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;PINCH YOURSELF! SMACK YOURSELF! WHACK YOUR HEAD AGAINST THE WALL! CUT YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;MAKE YOURSELF WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;you will realise everything you thought about is so far from reality&lt;br /&gt;maybe, you'll even realise you are the only one walking on this path, without even anyone by your side&lt;br /&gt;without the ones you wanted by your side&lt;br /&gt;you'll suddenly feel like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;yea, dont give up, continue on, you'll see the light/rainbow at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;thats what people will say&lt;br /&gt;you believe?&lt;br /&gt;yea, i believe, you will see the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;in a matter of time, thats something you'll wanna add.&lt;br /&gt;ask yourself, in real life, how many times do you exactly see a rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;yea, sometimes its good to be optimistic, but how long can you remain staying that way?&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets stop&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to be OPTIMISTIC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1454982410124087531?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1454982410124087531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1454982410124087531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1454982410124087531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1454982410124087531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/09/sometimes-you-just-need-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TI5XLw8yS2I/AAAAAAAAAU8/I-UU09DH_0A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7502447222903966460</id><published>2010-09-12T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T00:46:52.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, here i am blogging again&lt;br /&gt;well, i was suppose to wake up at 930 this morning&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i set off my alarm clock and went back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;the next moment i opened my eyes was already 1230&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to meet them at 11 -.-&lt;br /&gt;so, i just bathed and went out of my house to meet them at marine parade centra&lt;br /&gt;went to giant to buy tibits, then to mac to buy 2 macchicken since its cheap and then KOI!&lt;br /&gt;after that then meet they all at some dessert shop, in the end i wasnt the only one late, everyone was ate. :D&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast to sit down picnic while waiting for people to come&lt;br /&gt;and then to cycling! :)&lt;br /&gt;this was like my maybe 5th time cycling?&lt;br /&gt;and my worst time, cos i fell down :(&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to push myself to see how fast i can really cycle, then i like lost my balance and PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;i went down, :((&lt;br /&gt;went down all on my left and even rolled one round. :(((&lt;br /&gt;how i know i rolled? cos by right i was suppose to stop where my body weight lies, but then i was sorta forced by the impact to turn&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;left hand, left arm, left hip, left knee cap and my leg all kena&lt;br /&gt;my slippers detached (and thats my less than 5days of wearing it)&lt;br /&gt;but i fixed it back anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;cycled to the toilet to wash myself.&lt;br /&gt;ouch, pain sia&lt;br /&gt;was trying to act brave like a man&lt;br /&gt;but its really pain&lt;br /&gt;felling pain when turning my hand now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so much of the sad story,&lt;br /&gt;dinner time went to swensens!&lt;br /&gt;ordered chicken in a basket and my food was the last to come&lt;br /&gt;basket.&lt;br /&gt;and not very nice also, the flour got one smell i dont like&lt;br /&gt;just ate for the sake of filling my stomach&lt;br /&gt;had a fun time, and i guess photos will be up soon&lt;br /&gt;but i thought i looked a bit thick on my hair&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;like some stupid mushroom hairstyle like that.&lt;br /&gt;aw shit, gotta cut my hair again&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, thats all ba. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7502447222903966460?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7464431990342474172</id><published>2010-09-08T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:33:16.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, im sort of feeling being a dragg to everyone and disturbing other people's life.&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall post what i want to say here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, one good thing that i think went well today was: I BOUGHT A NEW SLIPPERS FINALLY!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;its after like months and months of all talk no action, i finally bought it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how the story goes&lt;br /&gt;since my classmates all jio me to seoul garden to eat after my last paper, i decided to dress more formally&lt;br /&gt;actually i wanted to wear jeans (luckily i didnt) plus a formal top&lt;br /&gt;then i think, aiiyaa, lazy la, so just wear normal&lt;br /&gt;then decided to actually wore shoes instead of slippers like i usually do&lt;br /&gt;then when our paper all finish already,, it rained heavily&lt;br /&gt;by he time we get to the bus stop, my shoes were all damn damn wet&lt;br /&gt;and i feel a bit gao weh with it&lt;br /&gt;so when i went to taka with them, i decided to buy a new pair of slippers&lt;br /&gt;in the end went to new urban male to buy (yeah, you guessed it) a black slipper&lt;br /&gt;minutes before i bought im really feeling a little itchy and awkwardness all around inside my shoe&lt;br /&gt;and, well, after that was blah blah blah blah blah~~&lt;br /&gt;i can go on talking for a thousand word essay, but lets stop here&lt;br /&gt;in the evening i went to visit my dad in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;yea, why he went to the hospital? long story.&lt;br /&gt;and while sitting down beside his bed, i looked diagonally across and saw this man&lt;br /&gt;from my view, i can really see that his days are sorta.. numbered, sadly to say&lt;br /&gt;he was on oxygen mask&lt;br /&gt;then i actually thought to myself: what will my life be like if one day i get admitted into the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surely, i wont want my mum to come and visit me regularly, she've got better things to do&lt;br /&gt;i definitely wont be clinging and dependent on my mum&lt;br /&gt;i will hope she come visit me less often since im big enough to actually take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;and if i had no injuries in my legs and can walk i think i wont be in bed the whole day&lt;br /&gt;i will end up walking around the hospital, finding some nice scenery place where i can sit down and enjoy and think of things. :)&lt;br /&gt;best to have someone to talk to, but i wont want myself to be too reliable and dependent&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall skip that&lt;br /&gt;having someone to actually eat dinner with me smiling, okay, skip that too&lt;br /&gt;for some of my friends to visit me randomly?&lt;br /&gt;that would be nice, to have people to actually kill my time and where i could talk cock&lt;br /&gt;and well, many many more, half of them which i prefer to skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if im in those kind of seriously state like inside intensive car or dependently relying on oxygen mask?&lt;br /&gt;well, if i've got the energy left in me, i think within 10 days some wires that are connected to me will break off&lt;br /&gt;reason? i cant stay still&lt;br /&gt;and well, i will be seeing people visiting me while i grasping for breathe?&lt;br /&gt;well, lets not think about it&lt;br /&gt;one day when this happens i will know what will be life inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, monday im going for injection for my F1 work. :)&lt;br /&gt;and also bring that indian for interview?&lt;br /&gt;well, lets see how ba. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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to throw out my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my mind is exploding, but i just couldn't find someone to talk to about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may be one, but i can't bring myself to talk about it to you&lt;br /&gt;it's just not right everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i guess sometimes, that's life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, i completed 3 papers and having the last one to go&lt;br /&gt;wednesday will be my last paper&lt;br /&gt;how am i feeling?&lt;br /&gt;well, not so bad&lt;br /&gt;neither am i feeling very excited like what i will tell people&lt;br /&gt;reason? i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly believe that for each decision that you choose in life,&lt;br /&gt;it closes one path of life, but at the same time, it always open the other path for you to walk on&lt;br /&gt;there is always a path that leads you further, just that its never a same path as others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes giving up in life makes you find something even better to cure your misery&lt;br /&gt;by giving up, you closes a path that you want to go and at the same time, open another path that cure you out of misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is another one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when you choose not to give up and continue bearing the misery, you get something in life that you wanted to achieve&lt;br /&gt;by not giving up, you close a path for any other chances of pulling you out of your misery life and towards a even better life than now, but at the same time, you opened a path that you always longed to cross, a path that will too, cure your misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, the last one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same scenario, you chooses not to give up and continue bearing the misery, however, you dont get what you want in the end.&lt;br /&gt;by not giving up, you closed paths for any chances of pulling out of misery and maybe towards a better life, then you failed, another path closed for you.&lt;br /&gt;there, you sat there alone in the corner, unsure of what to do, aimless and nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;will you believe that a path will open for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life, how weird can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, this sentence kept appearing in my senses&lt;br /&gt;people say it, people wrote it, i hear it, i see it and i thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you really love someone, let it go. if it comes back to you, its yours. if it never, then it never was yours in the first place"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you agree with this sentence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been debating with myself twice in my life&lt;br /&gt;recently, and way before&lt;br /&gt;recently, i used myself and my current life as an example to the statement&lt;br /&gt;i realise i couldnt agree with this statement&lt;br /&gt;i know the problem why and totally know what i should do in life&lt;br /&gt;to give up on it&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i have to lie to myself by rebutting this sentence with others i've seem to seen it in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"If you really love that someone, then you shouldn't even be letting go or think of letting go."&lt;br /&gt;"Chances doesn't come as and when it likes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Miracles are created by humans themselves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"You'll never know what will happen to you tomorrow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there always have 2 ends to things, opposites of life, an angel and a devil, a hero and a villain.&lt;br /&gt;they co-exist with one another, without the other, they can't be what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had better skills in entertaining people and making people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel like creating a mechanism that could could see and access your thoughts immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i wont mind sacrificing one eye for it.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to understand you more and what you are thinking inside&lt;br /&gt;open it up and grant me the access, will you?&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-8124143866434084148?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8124143866434084148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8124143866434084148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8124143866434084148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8124143866434084148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-guess-there-isnt-second-place-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TIUYLj7-FpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/oBGhsB0CEss/s72-c/man_alone_on_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4889069274822496532</id><published>2010-09-06T04:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T04:08:13.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soledad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By:        Westlife&lt;br /&gt;Album: Coast to Coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see the tears in the world you left behind&lt;br /&gt;If only you could heal my heart just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Even when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;There's an image of your face&lt;br /&gt;And once again I come I'll relise&lt;br /&gt;You're a loss I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;br /&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;br /&gt;And your memory live on&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the streets of nothingville&lt;br /&gt;Where our love was young and free&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe just what an empty place&lt;br /&gt;It has come to be&lt;br /&gt;I would give my life away&lt;br /&gt;If it could only be the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't still the voice inside of me&lt;br /&gt;That is calling out your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;br /&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;br /&gt;And your memory live on&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will never change the things you told me&lt;br /&gt;After all we're meant to be love will bring us back to you and me&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;It's a keeping for the lonely&lt;br /&gt;Since the day that you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;br /&gt;In my heart you were the only&lt;br /&gt;And your memory live on&lt;br /&gt;Why did you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Soledad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4889069274822496532?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4889069274822496532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4889069274822496532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4889069274822496532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4889069274822496532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/09/soledad.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4844824598090368278</id><published>2010-09-02T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:03:27.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TH9UlILng3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/KcKc0qOxclQ/s1600/heart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TH9UlILng3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/KcKc0qOxclQ/s320/heart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512217465752879986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unselfish love, does something like that even exist?&lt;br /&gt;heard of anybody who could do that?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;other than actors in the movies and dramas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow's my first paper, and i arent even anxious about it&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking how i am suppose to study&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i will have a nap after my dinner then wake up in the middle of the night to study?&lt;br /&gt;probably i can concentrate better during those times when everybody is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;thinking back, thats how i study for my 'o' levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the times when i studied for my 'o's&lt;br /&gt;i was so hardworking&lt;br /&gt;i feel anxious, excited bout it&lt;br /&gt;but now, i dont even feel anything&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i've already have no interest in studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like my blog's kinda of emo.]&lt;br /&gt;well, lets post something more happy&lt;br /&gt;it appears that the new ipod touch is out&lt;br /&gt;and believe it or not, i have a temptation to buy it&lt;br /&gt;and not buying 1, but 2?&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why 2, i wont answer&lt;br /&gt;or maybe an iphone 4 for myself with my current ipod touch 3g and another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money is never a thing i cared about so much in my life&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i do care in terms of getting my pay&lt;br /&gt;but in terms of spending it, i wont think twice&lt;br /&gt;as long as i spend on something relevant&lt;br /&gt;if i bought something expensive, there is a reason in it&lt;br /&gt;i wont find anything expensive and just buy it for the sake that its expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every incident makes me thought of you deeper&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my worries and my responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;i wish for things to go on running&lt;br /&gt;lets make it to the finishing line steadily, hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grab me, and i'll hold you tight.&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-4844824598090368278?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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bai bai, i realise something&lt;br /&gt;i sort of give up hopes on myself&lt;br /&gt;now, i wish for people around me and not myself&lt;br /&gt;whenever i pray, i pray for the best of people around me&lt;br /&gt;but seldom do i really pray for myself&lt;br /&gt;is it that i lost hope in my religion?&lt;br /&gt;or is it that i really gave up hope on myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often, i tell myself this:&lt;br /&gt;no matter how useless i get, i must not affect the people around me&lt;br /&gt;i cannot influence them to the bad side&lt;br /&gt;i must contain the badness within my own self&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, no one around me must follow my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, sometimes i become selfish&lt;br /&gt;i want to actually share something in my life&lt;br /&gt;i wna share my life with my loved ones&lt;br /&gt;but in this state, i thought 'will i be a bad influence?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so therefore, i've decided that if i were to share my life successfully,&lt;br /&gt;i will try my very best to be a better person&lt;br /&gt;to be how hardworking qiping once used to be&lt;br /&gt;to to live my life without any regrets&lt;br /&gt;thats what i will try to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I wish i am better at my English&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am better in my words expression&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could easily think of words to say to you&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could express myself so easily,&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting what to say every time our eyes met&lt;br /&gt;finding words to say on the spot isnt my type either&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i have the ability to do that&lt;br /&gt;but i will try my best,&lt;br /&gt;my very best to make you smile as happily as you could whenever we talk&lt;br /&gt;to tell you my whole life..&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-7218986636862362551?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7218986636862362551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7218986636862362551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7218986636862362551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7218986636862362551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-well-today-while-at-si-ma-lu-bai.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/THvT8qlCwlI/AAAAAAAAAUc/LmRRNGc9UjM/s72-c/Jail+Cell.jpg8c0faeda-bbf0-41fb-9c73-31e454963702Large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-3816654083264788796</id><published>2010-08-26T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:14:14.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/THaAZK7TsyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TQ58uMblzXk/s1600/bright_beams_screensaver_27768.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/THaAZK7TsyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TQ58uMblzXk/s320/bright_beams_screensaver_27768.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509732364052575010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;There's always a brighter side in life we can look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Its just that the light is small, dim and difficult to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;that is why we became so negative and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Its true that there is always a ray of light shining somewhere inside the darkness&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, we see it and refuse to walk towards it&lt;br /&gt;why is this so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side of life is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;being optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, it becomes being too optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;thats why we fall into traps and holes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i tried to be optimistic&lt;br /&gt;but its not like i could do it everytime&lt;br /&gt;one of my weakness in life as a human is sometimes not being able to be optimistic enough&lt;br /&gt;and the other is being a little too paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;one more other is linked is not getting that sense of security easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days, i thought of how life meant to me&lt;br /&gt;what i wanna achieve in life&lt;br /&gt;how will people be affected if i were to get an aim or a purpose in life&lt;br /&gt;well, if i were to get one, i would definitely have been a more confident man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want everything in life to go smoothly&lt;br /&gt;yes, now my life is quite smooth,&lt;br /&gt;thats because im walking on endless flat land when people around me are climbing mountains&lt;br /&gt;i would be having a smooth life, people around me would have a hard life with lots of bumps and obstacles&lt;br /&gt;however, in the end, they will achieve something&lt;br /&gt;they will reach the top of the mountain and die with their names carved on the mountain itself&lt;br /&gt;while me, i will achieve nothing&lt;br /&gt;continuing walking on the endless land and die being a nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i realise i need someone to care about me&lt;br /&gt;i need someone who would be there for me when im in need&lt;br /&gt;appear out of nowhere when im lonely&lt;br /&gt;a shoulders for me to lie on,&lt;br /&gt;a lips to smile at me,&lt;br /&gt;a body for me to hug on,&lt;br /&gt;a heart for me to cherish on&lt;br /&gt;well, that was just a wishful thought..&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-3816654083264788796?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/3816654083264788796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=3816654083264788796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3816654083264788796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3816654083264788796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-always-brighter-side-in-life-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/THaAZK7TsyI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TQ58uMblzXk/s72-c/bright_beams_screensaver_27768.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6739317890522071128</id><published>2010-08-20T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:11:59.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTF sia!! &lt;br /&gt;Majiam coughing my throat out and sneezing my brain out la!! :(((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6739317890522071128?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6739317890522071128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6739317890522071128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6739317890522071128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6739317890522071128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/wtf-sia-majiam-coughing-my-throat-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1819147287043208907</id><published>2010-08-16T11:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:10:03.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGirVhp-egI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nlGAhN5ydfA/s1600/Copy_of_lonely10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGirVhp-egI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nlGAhN5ydfA/s320/Copy_of_lonely10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505838930760464898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sometimes when you are feeling down, weak and aimless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you wish you had someone to hang on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;to give you hope and happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;to share your sorrow and sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;hugging tight, not letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sometimes, your pillow is the best closest thing you can ever get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1819147287043208907?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1819147287043208907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1819147287043208907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1819147287043208907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1819147287043208907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-when-you-are-feeling-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGirVhp-egI/AAAAAAAAAT8/nlGAhN5ydfA/s72-c/Copy_of_lonely10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1260671549480275673</id><published>2010-08-11T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T19:05:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGJ506M4wbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kAMEMi9e_3A/s1600/42610-hands_hardcore_emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGJ506M4wbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kAMEMi9e_3A/s320/42610-hands_hardcore_emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504095644483633586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owed everyone a sorry.&lt;br /&gt;here, i apologize.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;if im blame for your poor grades, or your bad studying environment, i will take it&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit, its my fault&lt;br /&gt;if i had not been lazy, this would not happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus journey is the best way for self reflection&lt;br /&gt;i had mine when i was in the bus just now&lt;br /&gt;it made me having no mood for anything&lt;br /&gt;i guess, my blog is the only place i would dare to throw out everything thats in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of how responsible i'd been for the pass year&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt good&lt;br /&gt;i had never fulfill any of my responsibilities as anything..&lt;br /&gt;the responsibility of being a treasurer, a leader, a student, a son..&lt;br /&gt;non of that i've accomplished to a minimal requirement&lt;br /&gt;wondering aimlessly everyday, having no aim in life&lt;br /&gt;i dont want that life..&lt;br /&gt;but i never know what to do with myself, how to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted something fresh in my life where i can look forward to every tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;but thats more of an excuse..&lt;br /&gt;its no difference from waiting for money to drop down from the sky&lt;br /&gt;now im lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont feel like it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want a person whom i can throw out everything thats in my mind almost everyday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without even feeling the guilt that im disturbing her life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without even having the worries that i will become his irritant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont like the feeling of keeping things inside anymore..&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/7172597483690564240-1260671549480275673?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1260671549480275673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1260671549480275673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1260671549480275673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1260671549480275673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-owed-everyone-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TGJ506M4wbI/AAAAAAAAAT0/kAMEMi9e_3A/s72-c/42610-hands_hardcore_emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5914399039939165739</id><published>2010-08-11T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T18:17:42.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;My Happy Ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lets talk this over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not like we're dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Was it something you said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't leave me hanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a city so dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Held up so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On such a breakable thread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of our memories so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got your dumb friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They tell you I'm difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But so are they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But they don't know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do they even know you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the things you hide from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the stuff that you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of our memories so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's nice to know that you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And making me feel like I was the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's nice to know we had it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And letting me know we were done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He was everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of the memories so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were everything, everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But we lost it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All of the memories so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just fade away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  (Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Oh, oh, oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i hear this song on my playlist, it makes me feel different&lt;br /&gt;somehow, this song is a prove to myself of a once innocent and pure me..&lt;br /&gt;its a song worth listening..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5914399039939165739?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5914399039939165739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5914399039939165739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5914399039939165739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5914399039939165739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-happy-ending-by-avril-lavigne-oh-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5932231771367277890</id><published>2010-08-01T16:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T17:04:00.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TFU2YSUxJRI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxtAbn-jwmU/s1600/De+Preco+couple+Ring1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TFU2YSUxJRI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxtAbn-jwmU/s320/De+Preco+couple+Ring1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500362310766634258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want a ring, a ring for me to wear, another for my girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, things arent as interesting as it is these few days,&lt;br /&gt;although there were some days in life i looked forward to&lt;br /&gt;life's still as miserable overall, still as aimless..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5932231771367277890?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5932231771367277890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5932231771367277890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5932231771367277890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5932231771367277890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-ring-ring-for-me-to-wear-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TFU2YSUxJRI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxtAbn-jwmU/s72-c/De+Preco+couple+Ring1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5018406661497481986</id><published>2010-06-14T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:43:20.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TBUDjhbJUrI/AAAAAAAAATc/Za8Evc6-YwQ/s1600/ist2_523014-miss-you-again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TBUDjhbJUrI/AAAAAAAAATc/Za8Evc6-YwQ/s320/ist2_523014-miss-you-again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482292030195978930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i still have something in me&lt;br /&gt;you know, i never regret keeping those things under the dust&lt;br /&gt;and im glad i did kept it&lt;br /&gt;to this date, reading back what has happened so long ago made me realise how i was in the past&lt;br /&gt;i missed who i used to be..&lt;br /&gt;the time when we first started out&lt;br /&gt;the innocence times..&lt;br /&gt;you activated my nose, my thoughts and my sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;i had the best memorable times with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, i want to thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for entering my life. &lt;/blockquote&gt;you've made an  impact in my life, a positive one. you made me understand myself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for teaching me things in my life that i would  never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;you taught me what is love, what it means and how it feels  like for the first time in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for the unselfish love that you have given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i've felt it and i feel appreciative of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;thanks for everything you have given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i never threw it away, i kept them to the best i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to keep it this way&lt;br /&gt;i want to make myself miss those times&lt;br /&gt;i want to make myself miss who i am before&lt;br /&gt;and i will constantly remind myself who i used to be before, how much i've changed&lt;br /&gt;i want to make myself live my whole life regretting for my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;and i want to make myself miss you and our times for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the whole of my life&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss how we used to be&lt;br /&gt;Qiping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5018406661497481986?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5018406661497481986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5018406661497481986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5018406661497481986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5018406661497481986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-never-thought-i-still-have-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/TBUDjhbJUrI/AAAAAAAAATc/Za8Evc6-YwQ/s72-c/ist2_523014-miss-you-again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6228481169759181820</id><published>2010-06-03T12:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:02:51.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise the problem in me&lt;br /&gt;if i could anyhow catch one person inside my poly campus and ask him/her what he/she wants to be,&lt;br /&gt;i bet out of everyone could give me an answer.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt&lt;br /&gt;i remember on quite  a lot of occasion when different people asked me 'what you want to be when you grow up'?&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything you do has a purpose and a reason that you will do&lt;br /&gt;you eat cos you are hungry&lt;br /&gt;you wack the person cos he guai lan and so on&lt;br /&gt;but i asked myself 'why do i study?'&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt come out with an exact answer&lt;br /&gt;normally people would have said something like 'i wna get a degree in this area and become a boss and earn lots of money'&lt;br /&gt;i will give the same answer too..&lt;br /&gt;but the problem isnt here. the problem is with 'this area'&lt;br /&gt;what area do i want to focus on?&lt;br /&gt;which area exactly do i want to profession myself on?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;when there is no reason to do something that you are doing right now, that something becomes a burden&lt;br /&gt;same as love.&lt;br /&gt;when its gone, all thats left is burden and burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a fact that i dont have BIG dreams in my life,&lt;br /&gt;a dream big enough to have take over my life like a drug&lt;br /&gt;i never had one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hows my life? pretty predictable huh?&lt;br /&gt;no interest in studies, taking studies as a burden instead&lt;br /&gt;shows no interest in life&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much intelligence i gain, its of no use&lt;br /&gt;a person without dreams is like lost, wild cat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6228481169759181820?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6228481169759181820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6228481169759181820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6228481169759181820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6228481169759181820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams-in-my-life.html' title='Dreams In My Life'/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-9117709574771694264</id><published>2010-05-12T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:35:15.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, know what..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel life's sooo great&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, i feel so empty&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes, i feel sooo lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were so many things that i wna throw out, to tell someone&lt;br /&gt;but it dosent seems like there is someone i can talk to, to throw out my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;im done with keeping everything inside me like i use to do when i was young..&lt;br /&gt;now, i just wna try opening up a little..&lt;br /&gt;to try to start pouring my thoughts out bit by bit..&lt;br /&gt;a little more by a little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, im thinking of life those few weeks.. it seems so random&lt;br /&gt;dont know why&lt;br /&gt;ha, well, lets talk some nice things&lt;br /&gt;i bought a ipod touch! :)&lt;br /&gt;well, i was considering whether to buy or not&lt;br /&gt;and in the end i decided to buy&lt;br /&gt;no real reason why, i just wna feel the touch screen :)&lt;br /&gt;now its filled with applications! :)&lt;br /&gt;just hope i dont get tired of it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seems long since i last work&lt;br /&gt;like going 2 weeks??&lt;br /&gt;gonna work soon&lt;br /&gt;i wna maintain the money i've save in my bank&lt;br /&gt;i want more money in my bank!&lt;br /&gt;well, for that, who dosent want right?&lt;br /&gt;everybody wishes for more money&lt;br /&gt;money dosent solve all problems, but you can say that money actually satisfy one person to some extend&lt;br /&gt;you cant deny that,&lt;br /&gt;touch your heart and you'll know its true&lt;br /&gt;money lets you buy food to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;lets you buy your wants to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;it isnt everything, but its something&lt;br /&gt;and for some people, it is everything they want their husband/boyfriend to have&lt;br /&gt;so they can spend all of that, sit down and rock chair and do nothing at home&lt;br /&gt;not spending a single cent.&lt;br /&gt;FAT HOPE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wna eat french beans!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;memories were memories, but i wonder whether those memories still exist..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;or am i the same as those normal people? thrown away and forgotten?&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/7172597483690564240-9117709574771694264?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/9117709574771694264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=9117709574771694264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/9117709574771694264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/9117709574771694264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1610517362771522671</id><published>2010-04-25T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:21:22.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so long since i last blog..&lt;br /&gt;well, i just dont feel like blogging&lt;br /&gt;i want to make it like i blog because i want to, not because i have the need to&lt;br /&gt;right now, i feel so right&lt;br /&gt;i have so much things in mind now that i want to say&lt;br /&gt;but no&lt;br /&gt;i think its better if i keep it inside my mind&lt;br /&gt;but well, lets talk about some other thing&lt;br /&gt;i feel so great when im working&lt;br /&gt;now because of the workload, but because of the people there&lt;br /&gt;dont know why, i feel good when i go to work&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos i have friendly people to talk and crap with&lt;br /&gt;and aside from the managers, people were so great&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me to leave my work now and concentrate on my studies, i wouldnt want&lt;br /&gt;it will be like having no life like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy gave me a radio player to put on my desk!!&lt;br /&gt;so from now on, i will be listening to radio stations!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;i wonder how much you have grown..&lt;br /&gt;indeed, i felt you've grown up and even more matured since then&lt;br /&gt;everything was still there&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of those times back then&lt;br /&gt;but nothing matters anymore&lt;br /&gt;i hope you had live your days as happy as you could possibly could and make good of whatever that come your way,&lt;br /&gt;you are a smart person :)&lt;br /&gt;jiayous! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1610517362771522671?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1610517362771522671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1610517362771522671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1610517362771522671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1610517362771522671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-hey-so-long-since-i-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5903568131601572948</id><published>2010-04-06T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:05:54.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi there! i thought its time to blog since its been l=long since i last blogg&lt;br /&gt;welll, what to say&lt;br /&gt;i realised i spent most of the day out&lt;br /&gt;or rather, most of the days working&lt;br /&gt;since friday morning, i was never home until early monday morning&lt;br /&gt;and i definitely slept less than 6 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was listening to briefing on sunday, i almost feel like lying down in the middle of nowhere and just sleep like that&lt;br /&gt;tml i will be back to work&lt;br /&gt;and for 4 days straight&lt;br /&gt;after that next week wed will be my last day that week&lt;br /&gt;then thursday friday sat and sun shall be my rest days and shopping days!! :D&lt;br /&gt;GOODY!!&lt;br /&gt;then i will see whether i shall continue working when school reopens :)&lt;br /&gt;well well, dont really have the mood of blogging, so i shall blog till here ba!&lt;br /&gt;tata!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5903568131601572948?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5903568131601572948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5903568131601572948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5903568131601572948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5903568131601572948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-there-i-thought-its-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-8979644145115259434</id><published>2010-03-27T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T17:58:55.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel guilty..&lt;br /&gt;for living my life the way i wanted and not caring about the people around me..&lt;br /&gt;for living my life like a moon, going round and round the same planet, knowing you will never reach the planet due to gravity nature and sorts&lt;br /&gt;but sorries arent me. they cant change anything&lt;br /&gt;actions can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whether or not i will take actions is another thing&lt;br /&gt;i want to live my life as a rich person with all my needs and wants fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;but it always dosent seem to be the case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after living my life for 17 years, i realise how impactful money is&lt;br /&gt;its an invention that changes people, making people greedy&lt;br /&gt;and for me, i have to admit, i am a human&lt;br /&gt;and most of the time, i tried to push money aside&lt;br /&gt;i wanted a friendship, or something more valuable and precious than money&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time, i wanted money too.&lt;br /&gt;sounds kinda weird, but well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i brought the best and nicest memories with me..&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/7172597483690564240-8979644145115259434?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8979644145115259434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8979644145115259434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8979644145115259434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8979644145115259434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2539973309933170511</id><published>2010-03-25T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T15:17:25.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been so long since i last update my blog&lt;br /&gt;well, kinda busy this few days&lt;br /&gt;err, ok la, i admit, sometimes is cos i lazy&lt;br /&gt;but its also cos i working this few days, thats why :)&lt;br /&gt;sunday i work, continued to monday without sleeping&lt;br /&gt;actually got one hour of sleep de, but just cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;then monday work until 5 pm&lt;br /&gt;actually wna go band after that, but mr tan sick never come, and i damn tired, so i didnt went&lt;br /&gt;tuesday worked 7, until like 12midnight&lt;br /&gt;then wednesday, which is yesterday \, worked from 9 to 0230am&lt;br /&gt;today is rest day! :D&lt;br /&gt;at least i will have a day to rest my leg so that i can tarhan next week&lt;br /&gt;tml will be work again, then saturday rest!&lt;br /&gt;saturday is the 'go bedok buy thing' day :)&lt;br /&gt;need to buy socks, shoe and pants if possible&lt;br /&gt;then sunday work again, all the way until wed&lt;br /&gt;thiursday rest and friday again until sunday!&lt;br /&gt;i think i will earn quite a lot of money :)&lt;br /&gt;ha! well, post until here ba!! TATA!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;work is something that could make you throw aside everything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and music is something that makes you remember the things you threw aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;in the end, it goes back to square one...&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/7172597483690564240-2539973309933170511?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2539973309933170511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2539973309933170511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2539973309933170511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2539973309933170511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-so-long-since-i-last-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4206271649786718910</id><published>2010-03-14T23:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T00:35:15.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;well, what have i been doing for the last few days? actually i also forgot what i did on friday liao&lt;br /&gt;saturday i went working at morning 9&lt;br /&gt;then until 1720, i was asked by the stupid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ha ba gou &lt;/span&gt;to either go cut my hair or go home&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, everytime i work i also wax my hair until i no more side burn he still catch me and pul down my side burn. idiot!&lt;br /&gt;so i went to meet derrick, katsu and kelvin and went to IT fair&lt;br /&gt;bought a 320GB hard disk from hermawan with my one day old money. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;then went pool and then took mrt home&lt;br /&gt;realised i really need to spent a lot on topping up of my card when i dont have concession&lt;br /&gt;after reporting home i went aljunied mac to wait for people&lt;br /&gt;first came was andrina, then was jiahui, derrick&lt;br /&gt;then yuliana after her work&lt;br /&gt;we planned to ton there until morning&lt;br /&gt;so we talk talk talk&lt;br /&gt;but i talk a bit only jiu tired liao&lt;br /&gt;in the end become they 4 talk then i went to take a nap&lt;br /&gt;until 4am, when the macdonald menu changed&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;cause i was waiting for it to change ma :D&lt;br /&gt;ate deluxe breakfast!!&lt;br /&gt;ok, a bit regret eating that cos for wtice when i ate the hotcakes, i feel like shitting&lt;br /&gt;so next time i shall not eat that anymore&lt;br /&gt;went to shit and i like bombing the whole toilet like that. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;then went to playground to chat a while before asking them to go home cos i too tired&lt;br /&gt;in the end went home at 5 something and slept until 2 when that stupid vege called me ask me wake up&lt;br /&gt;then ate and bathe before heading down to cini to meet them&lt;br /&gt;i was late, cos we are suppose to meet at 3&lt;br /&gt;then i reach like 1540 or something like that&lt;br /&gt;and im the earliest person there la!! TSK!!&lt;br /&gt;and cos i took bus 5 there, so i need walk from far east&lt;br /&gt;then cos its rainning, so i like walking very very cautiously cos i scared i fell down&lt;br /&gt;so, in the end when the 5 of us met (again), we went pastamania for andrina, derrick and yuli to fill their stomach&lt;br /&gt;then went to see the timing of nodame in cathay&lt;br /&gt;but all fell until 11 something de&lt;br /&gt;so went walking to Plaza sing instead&lt;br /&gt;and i realised everything related to outings always ended up in plaza sing&lt;br /&gt;had quite a dispute before we decided to buy nodame tickets in FIRST ROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg.. when we watch is like.. omg..&lt;br /&gt;but the show quite nice la&lt;br /&gt;the orchestra  quite good! love the songs :)&lt;br /&gt;by the time we watch finish is like 8 something?&lt;br /&gt;then had quite a while before deciding to eat at food court&lt;br /&gt;by the time we eat finish is like 10&lt;br /&gt;then bussed home&lt;br /&gt;well, till here! tml still need to fetch my daddy ay like 11 something&lt;br /&gt;so need wake up early :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;you didnt know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;now, when i get to familiar places, i did the usual thing i always will do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 0, 0);"&gt;with you&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/7172597483690564240-4206271649786718910?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4206271649786718910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4206271649786718910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4206271649786718910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4206271649786718910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/time-to-blog-well-what-have-i-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5005427497872402396</id><published>2010-03-11T13:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:42:36.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you think i care what the hell you've said? no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you think i care if i am pronounce a bastard? no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you think i didnt thought this would happen? no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please, you just made me think i am so much a genius to ever predict a person's move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've never told anybody MY very own story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even to my close and best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one ever knew, even people who thought they knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you know whats the reason? because i am tired looking at that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt; and i just wanna put an end to this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am seriously tired looking through that bloody thing&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to take a job of an advisor of a General at war&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've got quite an open eye experience at things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so, thanks. you thought me a lot, congratulate yourself for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so this is my last sentence to you ever on my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BYE! and HAVE FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, i've predicted your next move.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want things to go this way, but too bad&lt;br /&gt;you started this and you know me&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; to be stepped on.&lt;br /&gt;too bad, i've already made this the last post i will ever made on my blog for this, wasted&lt;br /&gt;but it also means you are free to hit me with anything now leh! :)&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i feel so happy and joyous now. :D&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe me now, bastard! HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;but who cares, i am already proclaimed one to some of &lt;span style="color: rgb(235, 255, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; friends and you yourself already&lt;br /&gt;do you think i give a damn, NO!! HAHAHA!!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5005427497872402396?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5005427497872402396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5005427497872402396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5005427497872402396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5005427497872402396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-think-i-care-what-hell-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-3629761585582155735</id><published>2010-03-11T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:49:18.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi! its been long since i blogged&lt;br /&gt;cos i was working on tuesday and wednesday&lt;br /&gt;and now i feel damn good&lt;br /&gt;althought i didnt had much sleep, but i was so glad that i earn bout 200 in 2 days! :)&lt;br /&gt;and work those 2 days were quite slacky&lt;br /&gt;first day was doing breakout room&lt;br /&gt;and i was spamming hot chocolate that day&lt;br /&gt;then the second day was at ballroom doing the sports event&lt;br /&gt;also damn slack&lt;br /&gt;spent half of my day walking round and round in circles doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i did was to change ash trays, help one booth take their things up to the lobby and help with doing the room service order&lt;br /&gt;nothing more&lt;br /&gt;so damn slack la!&lt;br /&gt;but i think i need to buy new shoes liao&lt;br /&gt;my shoe spoil liao&lt;br /&gt;now wear that time walk will pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i've been farting a lot for the last 2 days&lt;br /&gt;i guess cos i anyhow eat and drink&lt;br /&gt;cos this 2 days de event can drink and eat&lt;br /&gt;so dont are de&lt;br /&gt;whatever can eat can drink all go in to my mouth&lt;br /&gt;like one second hot choco, then 10 seconds later is mango juice&lt;br /&gt;well, but i was so glad that i could earn my money so easily&lt;br /&gt;lasy time is damn damn hiong de lo&lt;br /&gt;and im back to the busy days! :)&lt;br /&gt;everyday is either band, work, or go out with friends&lt;br /&gt;but tml i  think im staying at home ba&lt;br /&gt;like nothing do de&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i will post till here! maybe i will post again tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11.11&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/7172597483690564240-3629761585582155735?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/3629761585582155735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=3629761585582155735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3629761585582155735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3629761585582155735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-its-been-long-since-i-blogged-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5073996349974524832</id><published>2010-03-08T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:04:59.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi! kinda long since i last posted on my blog&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been kinda busy in a way&lt;br /&gt;sat went to mrs teo's house for a visit&lt;br /&gt;its a sort of yearly thing for our class&lt;br /&gt;crapped with her and talked about the bad days of our secondary school life&lt;br /&gt;talk until she said this 'waa, actually after hearing this your class isnt that good a class'&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! well, thats us!&lt;br /&gt;then we splited into 2 cabs to janet's house&lt;br /&gt;had some tv there then BBQ! :)&lt;br /&gt;didnt really ate much though&lt;br /&gt;just some satay and hotdog and chicken wings only&lt;br /&gt;then was a trip outside to nearby her house to eat some frosty thing&lt;br /&gt;kinda nice, but the milk frost a bit no taste, i only taste until the strawberry&lt;br /&gt;then was back to her house for phototaking before drinking session&lt;br /&gt;it started with beer, then to absolut vodka&lt;br /&gt;played games and the loser drinks&lt;br /&gt;for texas is the winner drink :D&lt;br /&gt;until when every bit of alcohol finishes, i feel myself at the limit liao&lt;br /&gt;anymore and i would go drunk&lt;br /&gt;then was talking session and at 4, i wasnt in dreamland&lt;br /&gt;the reason why is cause im having heavy blocking nose and i couldnt sleep&lt;br /&gt;until like 4 something 5 then i sleep&lt;br /&gt;then was morning called up at 6&lt;br /&gt;and batheddd and then facebooked a while before leaving her house at 7 to take bus to my work place&lt;br /&gt;reached at like 8 and spent some time sitting at the toilet to cultivate my shit to come out&lt;br /&gt;then was breakfast before working&lt;br /&gt;and i can say work is damn damn damn damn slack!!!&lt;br /&gt;slack until like shit i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;damn slack!&lt;br /&gt;until me and chen sheng went to polish the signboard frame&lt;br /&gt;went for KFC session after work&lt;br /&gt;and its peng kiat's last day at work&lt;br /&gt;after that went home and updated myself on my laptop before sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats about all for my busy days&lt;br /&gt;for today will be band later&lt;br /&gt;the tuesday will work, if dismiss early will go find ritz people for cycling!! :)&lt;br /&gt;wednesday work again&lt;br /&gt;omg! the days of chionging of work is coming back!! im gonna earn lots of money! WOO~~&lt;br /&gt;then thurs is band&lt;br /&gt;friday is nothing on&lt;br /&gt;sat is work and sun is nothing on&lt;br /&gt;monday is band and tues is metting up with ritz people to pulau ubin!! :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, time to end my post!! tata~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;living in memories&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/7172597483690564240-5073996349974524832?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5073996349974524832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5073996349974524832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5073996349974524832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5073996349974524832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/hihi-kinda-long-since-i-last-posted-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-253241397249911863</id><published>2010-03-05T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:57:16.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[we are the world] haiti; its a nice song&lt;br /&gt;somehow, its a song that makes influence on people&lt;br /&gt;i liked this kind of songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had band ytd after like one month&lt;br /&gt;freshman year ones are starting to enter the band&lt;br /&gt;it will become a totally new atmosphere again&lt;br /&gt;and today's band meeting again&lt;br /&gt;gonna decide when to cut practices, after that i maybe will have more time working&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully they give me more days to work&lt;br /&gt;gonna buy lots of things :)&lt;br /&gt;mummy said she giving me 50bucks to buy berms, so i will have like 4 more berms! :)&lt;br /&gt;maybe can ask kelvin out again, then we can shop and talk. :)&lt;br /&gt;i realise everytime i wna buy clothes i will ask him out, a bit gay la, but guys you know, somehow will have  guys stuff to talk, right kelvin?? :DD&lt;br /&gt;and i also wna buy a bagpack! :) maybe a leather one!&lt;br /&gt;plus one more shoulder bag!! those big big one, not so female de, then can put lots of shit inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i think shoulder bag should be much later than buy la.&lt;br /&gt;oh! and say until buying things, i found my ear ring yesterday!! :)&lt;br /&gt;go glad about it, cos its like lost a few months liao, that time new year i wna wear then tried to find also cannot find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waa, this few days stucking at home is bad man!&lt;br /&gt;like totally no life, everyday watch movie&lt;br /&gt;and say until movie, i haven wattch noname&lt;br /&gt;the one azri said very nice and must watch de&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch that like soon too&lt;br /&gt;and house also, its kinda nice, but i think if i ever tried hard to learn my bio stuffs, the show will be even nicer&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i wna have a life, but not now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and sometime when i feel like it, im gonna download new songs!! :)&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if i wna download latest hits english songs, cos i haven been updating that for like more than half a year now&lt;br /&gt;which means my playlist is like over due half a year&lt;br /&gt;but i know if i ever start shasing, i think i will invest quite a lot of time on it&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll see how, but i just wna expand my playlist&lt;br /&gt;so it will have more variety&lt;br /&gt;cos some songs is like every tiem kena picked by the player and keep on playing&lt;br /&gt;very sian de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall post till here, gonna bathe now :)&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-253241397249911863?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/253241397249911863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=253241397249911863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/253241397249911863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/253241397249911863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-world-haiti-its-nice-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2997124371060725067</id><published>2010-03-05T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:05:08.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We Are The World 25 For Haiti Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Justin Bieber]&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time&lt;br /&gt;When we heed a certain call&lt;br /&gt;[Nicole Scherzinger &amp;amp; Jennifer Hudson]&lt;br /&gt;When the world must come together as one&lt;br /&gt;[Jennifer Hudson]&lt;br /&gt;There are people dying&lt;br /&gt;[Jennifer Nettles]&lt;br /&gt;And it’s time to lend a hand to life&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift of all&lt;br /&gt;[Josh Groban]&lt;br /&gt;We can’t go on&lt;br /&gt;Pretending day by day&lt;br /&gt;[Tony Bennet]&lt;br /&gt;that someone, somehow will soon make a change&lt;br /&gt;[Mary J Blige]&lt;br /&gt;We are all a part of&lt;br /&gt;God’s great big family&lt;br /&gt;And the truth, you know love is all we need&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[Michael Jackson]&lt;br /&gt;We are the world&lt;br /&gt;We are the children&lt;br /&gt;[Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson]&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start giving&lt;br /&gt;[Barbra Streisand]&lt;br /&gt;There’s a choice we’re making&lt;br /&gt;We’re saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we’ll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Miley Cyrus]&lt;br /&gt;Send them your heart&lt;br /&gt;So they’ll know that someone cares&lt;br /&gt;[Enrique Iglesias]&lt;br /&gt;so their cries for help&lt;br /&gt;will not be in vain&lt;br /&gt;[Nicole Scherzinger]&lt;br /&gt;We can’t let them suffer&lt;br /&gt;no we cannot turn away&lt;br /&gt;[Jamie Foxx]&lt;br /&gt;Right now they need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;[Wyclef Jean]&lt;br /&gt;Nou se mond la&lt;br /&gt;We are the Children&lt;br /&gt;[Adam Levine]&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;so lets start giving&lt;br /&gt;[Pink]&lt;br /&gt;There’s a choice we’re making&lt;br /&gt;We’re saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;[BeBe Winans]&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we’ll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Michael Jackson]&lt;br /&gt;When you’re down and out&lt;br /&gt;There seems no hope at all&lt;br /&gt;[Usher]&lt;br /&gt;But if you just believe&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way we can fall&lt;br /&gt;[Celine Dion]&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, well, let us realize&lt;br /&gt;That a change can only come&lt;br /&gt;[Fergie]&lt;br /&gt;When we stand together as one&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus - All]&lt;br /&gt;We are the world&lt;br /&gt;We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start giving&lt;br /&gt;[Nick Jonas]&lt;br /&gt;Got to start giving&lt;br /&gt;[All]&lt;br /&gt;There’s a choice we’re making&lt;br /&gt;We’re saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;[Toni Braxton]&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we’ll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;[Mary Mary]&lt;br /&gt;We are the world&lt;br /&gt;We are the children&lt;br /&gt;[Tony Bennet]&lt;br /&gt;Its for the children&lt;br /&gt;[Isaac Slade]&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;[Toni Braxton]&lt;br /&gt;So lets start giving&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Lil Wayne]&lt;br /&gt;There’s a choice we’re making&lt;br /&gt;We’re saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we’ll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus - All]&lt;br /&gt;We are the world&lt;br /&gt;We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start giving&lt;br /&gt;[Akon]&lt;br /&gt;There’s a choice we’re making&lt;br /&gt;We’re saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[T-Pain]&lt;br /&gt;We are the world&lt;br /&gt;We are the children&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;So let’s start giving&lt;br /&gt;[Jamie Foxx imitating Ray Charles]&lt;br /&gt;Choice were making&lt;br /&gt;saving our own lives&lt;br /&gt;It’s true we’ll make a better day&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Rapping - LL Cool J, Will-I-Am, Snoop Dogg, Busta Rhymes, Swizz Beatz]&lt;br /&gt;We all need somebody that we can lean on&lt;br /&gt;when you wake up look around and see that your dreams gone&lt;br /&gt;when the earth quakes we’ll help you make it through the storm&lt;br /&gt;when the floor breaks a magic carpet to stand on&lt;br /&gt;we are the World united by love so strong&lt;br /&gt;when the radio isn’t on you can hear the songs&lt;br /&gt;a guided light on the dark road your walking on&lt;br /&gt;a sign post to find the dreams you thought was gone&lt;br /&gt;someone to help you move the obstacles you stumbled on&lt;br /&gt;someone to help you rebuild after the rubble’s gone&lt;br /&gt;we are the World connected by a common bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; lyrics courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.killerhiphop.com/" class="smarterwiki-linkify"&gt;www.killerhiphop.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the whole planet sing it along&lt;br /&gt;[Wyclef]&lt;br /&gt;CABARETT&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus - All]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;br /&gt;Everyday citizens&lt;br /&gt;everybody pitching in&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Singing - Children &amp;amp; Wyclef Jean]&lt;br /&gt;Nou se mond la&lt;br /&gt;nou se timoun yo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Will-I-Am]&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;br /&gt;Uh, 12 days no water&lt;br /&gt;whats your will to live?&lt;br /&gt;[Will-I-Am]&lt;br /&gt;we amplified the love we watching multiply&lt;br /&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like the Worlds end&lt;br /&gt;we can make the World win&lt;br /&gt;[Will-I-Am]&lt;br /&gt;Like Katrina, Africa, Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;and now Haiti needs us, the need us, they need us&lt;/p&gt; [Chorus - All]&lt;br /&gt;[Wyclef Jean]&lt;br /&gt;Ayiti, Ayiti, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay&lt;br /&gt;Ayiti, Ayiti, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay&lt;br /&gt;Ayiti, Ayiti, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-2997124371060725067?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2997124371060725067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2997124371060725067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2997124371060725067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2997124371060725067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/we-are-world-25-for-haiti-lyrics-justin.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-9165346487955922861</id><published>2010-03-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:27:21.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well, time to blog..&lt;br /&gt;been kinda frustrated with the coordinator in ritz&lt;br /&gt;only give me work 2 days when i can work 5 days in a week&lt;br /&gt;so miss the previous coordinator..&lt;br /&gt;actually life's kinda boring now, especially when you arent really working&lt;br /&gt;i like the days when im working&lt;br /&gt;its gives me money to spend on myself, friends to joke to and brothers that makes me enjoy my hard day there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. well well, band tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;kinda like so long since last band practice&lt;br /&gt;think got like one month le ba?&lt;br /&gt;but i think the atmosphere now will be so much different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i have some random resolutions in my mind&lt;br /&gt;1. to stop drinking sugar or carbonated water everyday, including bandung&lt;br /&gt;2. to stop eating kinder bueno everyday&lt;br /&gt;3. to stop having cravings for food&lt;br /&gt;well well, sounds kinda random, but when you are not working, its better to stay away from those food&lt;br /&gt;its damn damn fattening&lt;br /&gt;bad for health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya! and im actually finding new themes for my windows 7 destop background theme&lt;br /&gt;i had crime scene theme and music theme, now i dunno what theme i want to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise im having some  temptation of downloading games on my laptop for myself to play&lt;br /&gt;but i actually stopped myself from doing that&lt;br /&gt;becoming a game addict is no good and no life&lt;br /&gt;i want to socialise with people, but not in the near future&lt;br /&gt;until i find myself haveing more money then i will do that :)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, and say until this&lt;br /&gt;gonna have trunpet section outing soon!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so here come the part on my gad damn logic&lt;br /&gt;you know what? everybody has unimaginable powers; powers that makes the impossible possible&lt;br /&gt;but when it concerns 2 parties, it will take 2 hands to clap&lt;br /&gt;to make the impossible possible, 2 parties must work hand in hand, decide on the same thing, having the same goal, the same mindset, the same heart&lt;br /&gt;those are the key ingredients for making a successful revival&lt;br /&gt;both have to do their part..&lt;br /&gt;in this case, its never about different positions&lt;br /&gt;its never about 'im a girl, those are not the things i do, only guy do those things'&lt;br /&gt;when only one party is giving a 100% and the other party wasnt giving support, whether moral or physical support, the the whole thing would fail&lt;br /&gt;to go against the flow of nature, you will need at least some moral support&lt;br /&gt;without that, you sure lose&lt;br /&gt;its like a soccer match without fans, you lose moral, and you give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never miss the chance to say out whats inside your heart / never missing the chance to say i love you&lt;br /&gt;yes, its true, thats the way to live life without regrets&lt;br /&gt;but its always easier said than done&lt;br /&gt;thats why living life without regrets is one big everyday challenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think im actually talking craps and just some boring and random stuffs that's on my head&lt;br /&gt;sorry for this boring post, shall go now! tata~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i thought we sort of had a promise to each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;or is it only me who is treating it as a promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its dying..&lt;br /&gt;revive it!!! help me..&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-9165346487955922861?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/9165346487955922861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=9165346487955922861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/9165346487955922861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/9165346487955922861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/well-well-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4177700108266550243</id><published>2010-03-02T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:00:45.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from CCA camp&lt;br /&gt;well, had quite a lot of fun there, made lots of new friends&lt;br /&gt;they teach  you on how to understand yourself better and what kind of leader you exactly are&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i am a D type of leader&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i shouldnt be so happy about being that kind of leader, but dunno why, i just seems so happy i am that kind&lt;br /&gt;i just find it unique in me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, what have i achieve during this 2 days of camp?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... actually i also dunno&lt;br /&gt;i only know i made quite a number of friends&lt;br /&gt;and i've enjoyed all the games i've played&lt;br /&gt;and that i have enjoyed my stay in there&lt;br /&gt;so, what else did i accomplish during the camp?&lt;br /&gt;oh! i watched 'we were soldiers'&lt;br /&gt;damn nice movie! totally loved it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;and i think next time i can reuse some games that i've played for rondeau camp maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lets post some random things on my mind right now&lt;br /&gt;you know why retards are much happier?&lt;br /&gt;here's the answer given by me&lt;br /&gt;its because they dint think so much&lt;br /&gt;they live their life every single day to their fullest, without any worries&lt;br /&gt;and again, to reverse the statement, it actually mean this;&lt;br /&gt;thinking too much everyday will just make you feel more sad, depress, stress and more stress&lt;br /&gt;i think im one who thinks too much&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i wish it was because i think too much and not because i was right in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i was right in my thoughts, but certainly i dont wish for this time&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think im drifting away from the topic more and more&lt;br /&gt;why i would think of this is that actually when i doont think of my responsibility of my role in band, i would only have one task in hand to do&lt;br /&gt;but when i think more and more, im starting to have even more and more things that i need to do&lt;br /&gt;its like im doing nothing but finding troubles for myself&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i dont carry out my own responsibilities.. i push them aside&lt;br /&gt;i am one person who dont carry out his responsibilities as a student to work hard and study hard and excel&lt;br /&gt;but i could say that im one who knows that whatever responsibilities i have, i would classify them under things that feel important and impactful on my life, and things that are not so important to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will start work tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;for now, i  just wna rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;it seems that i could never reach you..&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/7172597483690564240-4177700108266550243?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4177700108266550243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4177700108266550243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4177700108266550243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4177700108266550243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-came-back-from-cca-camp-well-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4485722066548708155</id><published>2010-02-28T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:03:08.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spent my day ytd at downtowneast chalet with ritz buddies&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people came though, and some of them i dont even know de&lt;br /&gt;but then there were people that i know also :)&lt;br /&gt;so, actually i was suppose to meet those people at 2 in the afternoon, but i woke up at 2 instead cos i slept at 4 something the previous night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,before that, lets talk about the day before, i had OT until 0330 and my cab was at 4&lt;br /&gt;so, the cab sent me home and then when i open the wooden door that time i realise the wooden door was locked&lt;br /&gt;and only mummy had access to the key of the lock from the outside since only she has the key&lt;br /&gt;normally when everybody's at home in the night, we will lock the door from the inside&lt;br /&gt;but then tonight dunno who went to lock the door before i came back, so i was like stuck outside the house&lt;br /&gt;then i had was thinking whether i want go bedok  reservoir de mac to spent my remaining night&lt;br /&gt;but i thought maybe i can msg me mum see  whether she awake&lt;br /&gt;and luckily she was awake and opened the door for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, come back to the topic&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 2 and went to bathe and then to bedok to cut hair before heading to white sands to meet them&lt;br /&gt;but i thought my hair was a bit weird now&lt;br /&gt;so long since i ever had such a short hair on the my top to the extend that i can spike it&lt;br /&gt;but my side burn was long, and it feels weird, cos it will start to curl. :(&lt;br /&gt;then my fringe got a cut too :(&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt a nice one&lt;br /&gt;i didnt ask the stupid hairdresser to cut my fringe thinner and she cut it! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;ok, never mind, so, meet with people and had 2 trolleys of goods pushed from white sands to downtown&lt;br /&gt;played a bit of gambling (woops!!) before starting the fire and then the dinner drinking&lt;br /&gt;but well, i lost quite a bit if money, like maybe 2 bucks something?&lt;br /&gt;then after that was drinking the absolute vodka that hong wei brought&lt;br /&gt;and then beer too&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i still prefer carlsberg&lt;br /&gt;ok, actually i wont prefer beer, cos i dont want the beer stomach&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, we actually intended to go pool&lt;br /&gt;but then peng kiat's wallet was lost somehow and we looked around to find it&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, guess what..&lt;br /&gt;we guys ended up tao pok-ing people in the bed =.=&lt;br /&gt;after that we didnt managed to find, but still went for pool&lt;br /&gt;but pool closed and their last game is liked at 12 something&lt;br /&gt;so we went arcade for a while before heading back for the second round of gambling&lt;br /&gt;this time i lost all my coins, and decided niit to play anymore&lt;br /&gt;until they started playing this game called 'in between'&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a good game to gain back all my lost money&lt;br /&gt;and that stupid kok heng&lt;br /&gt;seriously, he got the sueh mouth, and the affinity with the number 2, especially diamond 2&lt;br /&gt;and its what kept us laughing while losing/winning money&lt;br /&gt;he a damn entertainer!&lt;br /&gt;i had to salute him, i think even the ones who lost their money also lost it happily&lt;br /&gt;and he himself lost 30 bucks that day! HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i won back my money!!&lt;br /&gt;10 bucks worth of coins! :D (i went home changing it with avon, cos i want my avon to have lots of coins :DD)&lt;br /&gt;then went beach to watch the sunrise while listening to ghost stories&lt;br /&gt;i had to admit that it was damn damn cold with strong wind before the sun is up&lt;br /&gt;im like shivering&lt;br /&gt;that had another tao pok session before heading to mac to eat breakfast and then listening to craps&lt;br /&gt;was talking about our first impression of jun ming, the expressionless man,  when we came in to ritz to work and the first time we see him&lt;br /&gt;damn funny :D&lt;br /&gt;then headed to pool before i left them at around 11 to go home&lt;br /&gt;went home on bus 21 and bathe, shitted and brush teeth before heading to balestier to help buy yu sheng for today last day of chinese new year to lao&lt;br /&gt;came back home is like 2, and went to sleep after awaking for 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;was forced to wake up and had my dinner&lt;br /&gt;so, i thought i would finish my facebook games and postings before going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;tml still got the CCA camp, its 2 days and 1 night&lt;br /&gt;and gotta report 8am in the morning.. SOOOO EARLY!!&lt;br /&gt;well, i still gotta pack my bag later&lt;br /&gt;so, shall end my post here, tata peeps!!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;pictures of you..&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/7172597483690564240-4485722066548708155?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4485722066548708155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4485722066548708155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4485722066548708155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4485722066548708155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/spent-my-day-ytd-at-downtowneast-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7853026582445664658</id><published>2010-02-26T11:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T12:19:06.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;maybe, maybe..&lt;br /&gt;maybe this will be the first thing in my life that i had ever regret for life&lt;br /&gt;i've regretted things in my life, but i've never regretted them for the whole of my life..&lt;br /&gt;but this looks like something that i will regret for the rest of my whole life&lt;br /&gt;i dont want.. but, it serve me right..&lt;br /&gt;people says 'fate and destiny is decided my your own very hands, not by god'&lt;br /&gt;now, i believed that..&lt;br /&gt;but was i too late for that?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i saw the eyes, i saw the look in those eyes, the way it could have felt..&lt;br /&gt;i could see, because i experience that kind of feeling before..&lt;br /&gt;the looks, and those looks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im lost..&lt;br /&gt;lost in the ocean of hell, i dont think i could ever get up&lt;br /&gt;i sinked too deep into the ocean&lt;br /&gt;but i will still stick to what i thought&lt;br /&gt;i will still determine on&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, if i ever would have to make a choice, i would make sure i dont become the extra calafei&lt;br /&gt;but till then, i will still stick to what i've said&lt;br /&gt;i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;here i am, i've return home from yet another day in loft&lt;br /&gt;went to loft ytd for steamboat, to bid farewell to melicia for her attachment trip to England&lt;br /&gt;then went to airport to send her off into the gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S4dIkrhjSsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/09o2TmQngFc/s1600-h/21856_249839529525_556159525_3111783_1180449_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S4dIkrhjSsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/09o2TmQngFc/s320/21856_249839529525_556159525_3111783_1180449_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442398469696473794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken during Rondeau XXIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my dearest retired treasurer,&lt;br /&gt;take care and have a safe journey!! :)&lt;br /&gt;you will be missed, and i will do my job well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i dont think i could come out with a topic to talk about in my post now&lt;br /&gt;so, i shall end my post her&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i hope, i hope..&lt;br /&gt;but saying my hearts out here wouldnt be a good idea&lt;br /&gt;there, i shall find a place to throw out my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since then, i think i've lost something important in my life, and here i am&lt;br /&gt;struggling to live without it&lt;br /&gt;i realised i cant&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think any humans can live without it too..&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-7853026582445664658?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7853026582445664658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7853026582445664658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7853026582445664658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7853026582445664658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S4dIkrhjSsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/09o2TmQngFc/s72-c/21856_249839529525_556159525_3111783_1180449_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7818479809523280818</id><published>2010-02-24T19:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:29:10.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i have a million unspoken words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;but the moment i saw you, everything seems so blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;sometimes i remembered, but i just couldnt find the right time to open my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;i could only stare at you, nothing would come out of my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sorta had quite a day&lt;br /&gt;ytd went loft after my cell bio paper&lt;br /&gt;the paper (luckily) is kinda okay&lt;br /&gt;not as hard as i ever thought&lt;br /&gt;maybe can pass! :D&lt;br /&gt;ok, went loft there and tried to sleep from 1 to 3 something&lt;br /&gt;lying on the bed for like so long, but failed to sleep&lt;br /&gt;somehow just cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;so, studied for a while&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner at pizza hut with henry, jianshen, sihui and melicia&lt;br /&gt;had quite a laugh there :)&lt;br /&gt;then went back loft and i tried to sleep foor the second time&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i will sleep at 10 and wake up at 1&lt;br /&gt;so, i started cultivating the feeling to sleep at 9, but at 10 something i still couldnt sleep&lt;br /&gt;so i went eating my instant noodles (apparently with a scissors, cos dont have fork)&lt;br /&gt;then started studying until like 6 something&lt;br /&gt;with coffee and green tea keeping me awake&lt;br /&gt;then went bathe warm water!!&lt;br /&gt;omg, its such a nice thing to be able to bathe warm water&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!! :)&lt;br /&gt;oh, and after that i really a bit tired cannot take it, so took a nap from 7 till 8&lt;br /&gt;and then went out with jian shen to tackle our last paper&lt;br /&gt;i went out 15 mins before the paper ended, reason being just nice i finish, and i feel like shitting&lt;br /&gt;cos i know if i never shit and stayed inside, i wouldnt have the concentration and mood to continue thinking&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to just pass up the paper and went convention centre to shit&lt;br /&gt;and went back to loft&lt;br /&gt;slept for like less than an hour and suddenly came awake for some reasons&lt;br /&gt;then went eat with them at canteen 2 before going back loft to sleep again&lt;br /&gt;this time i finally could sleep longer&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5 something going 6 and packed my bag before leaving loft to home&lt;br /&gt;feels a little tired now, but i want to make sure i sleep at the right time, the time where i usually sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;it wasnt the way i wanted this storyline to end&lt;br /&gt;but i've learn to face reality&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i didnt had that much disappointment that i would have before learning to face reality&lt;br /&gt;but this isnt the end of everything&lt;br /&gt;im prepared for the second volume of the book, where the story continues&lt;br /&gt;where the journey starts again&lt;br /&gt;im waiting patiently&lt;br /&gt;im clinging on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish to turn back time&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel those moments again&lt;br /&gt;those were the finest moments that i ever had&lt;br /&gt;they were the nicest parts&lt;br /&gt;the parts where i couldnt have experience it now&lt;br /&gt;but i know that i couldnt defy the law of physics&lt;br /&gt;that i couldnt turn back time&lt;br /&gt;so im gonna move on&lt;br /&gt;im gonna create a world somehow&lt;br /&gt;a world awaiting for you&lt;br /&gt;for those finest moments to happen for the second time&lt;br /&gt;trust me, i will&lt;br /&gt;i will prove it with actions rather than words alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7818479809523280818?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7818479809523280818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7818479809523280818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7818479809523280818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7818479809523280818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-sorta-had-quite-day-ytd-went-loft.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2369225086746583755</id><published>2010-02-23T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:40:50.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;every place has a memory..&lt;br /&gt;i could never forget..&lt;br /&gt;the good days, the good memories..&lt;br /&gt;right where i am.. here..&lt;br /&gt;always thinking of those days..&lt;br /&gt;and today definitely is one re-memorable day..&lt;br /&gt;except that its imagined in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;imagine every single thing you see makes you think of a scene.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i describe this..&lt;br /&gt;its like an acceptance plus a rejection..&lt;br /&gt;yes, its not even a logical sentence, even i couldnt make any logic about that sentence that i typed..&lt;br /&gt;i understand half, the other half i didnt understand..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt get anything to make myself understand..&lt;br /&gt;but i learned my lesson..&lt;br /&gt;i've learn to accept reality (im not saying im giving up, never would i do that)&lt;br /&gt;i've learn to see and think about things base on reality&lt;br /&gt;i learned not to daydream too much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;well, im at loft now&lt;br /&gt;sorta cold here, but i liked&lt;br /&gt;i always liked the life of being at the loft&lt;br /&gt;i dont mean i want to stay here forever, but once in a while, and i enjoyed a lot&lt;br /&gt;the freedom to fly lose like a bird&lt;br /&gt;having aircon in the room, turning the laptop on for as long as i want, warm showers..&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda joy of being alone, away from the world..&lt;br /&gt;at least for now, i enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you get naggggg by parents, ask you do this do that&lt;br /&gt;i personally dont liked, and i sometimes give them the face&lt;br /&gt;ya, i know thats wrong, i've been trying to correct myself&lt;br /&gt;imagine myself being a dad, and my child doing this to me, it would definitely be hurtful&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we youngsters just want our private space and not disturbed&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i thought of this.. its always comfortable on a part of your heart that parents are nagging at you..&lt;br /&gt;its their nagging that makes you feel in place, feel home..&lt;br /&gt;imagine one day when you get home and you suddenly found yourself alone..&lt;br /&gt;just you and you alone and you have still a long years to come being alone&lt;br /&gt;im not being foul mouth, but they are part and parcel of life that generally everyone will face&lt;br /&gt;when that day happens, it will be your saddest day&lt;br /&gt;u'll be kneeling down and say 'naggg at me please!' when u know its never gonna happen again&lt;br /&gt;by then it would be too late&lt;br /&gt;you'll have to readapt to life and bear with the pain of not having someone irritating your ears&lt;br /&gt;saying grandmother stories to you&lt;br /&gt;the stories of life when policemen are still wearing shorts running around&lt;br /&gt;never miss those moments, enjoy them now while you can&lt;br /&gt;dont fight back, smile back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-2369225086746583755?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2369225086746583755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2369225086746583755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2369225086746583755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2369225086746583755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/every-place-has-memory.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4791742081181217077</id><published>2010-02-21T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T22:13:59.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, ok, mummy and daddy's watching chingay on the tv now&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, i heard the happy birthday song being played&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of birthdays ok, there were the memorable ones and the not so memorable ones&lt;br /&gt;and im not referring to my own birthdays but celebrating people's birthday&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of my birthdays for the last 16 years, the worst one was still when i was primary 6&lt;br /&gt;on that day of my birthday, i was collecting my PSLE results&lt;br /&gt;i went in happily, telling my mum that i would definitely do the same as my sis, getting 220 for my score and going damai sec&lt;br /&gt;and even if no 220 also got at least 200&lt;br /&gt;but i came out telling my mum that i got 188 for my PSLE score&lt;br /&gt;and was scolded like hell for that&lt;br /&gt;but i never regret getting that score&lt;br /&gt;because getting into manjusri did develop me into this young adult here :)&lt;br /&gt;the friends i made, the experience i got, and unforgettable things that i've encountered&lt;br /&gt;and well, somehow i think myself as a quite clever, unique and special person&lt;br /&gt;during my primary school days, i never liked myself and i always admire others&lt;br /&gt;and i never liked my name&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking: qi ping this name.. what a weird name is this? why my mum give me this name?&lt;br /&gt;like the whole world very little people name qi ping and i just got the name&lt;br /&gt;but now, i started to liked myself and my own name&lt;br /&gt;i feel my name is so special and so unique&lt;br /&gt;plus my surname, i think  it makes me one of a kind :)&lt;br /&gt;i dont think there are much people out there that has the surname HENG! :)&lt;br /&gt;and even if they had, they would never had their chinese name as WANG&lt;br /&gt;(in chinese, its written as 3 horizontal strokes and one vertical)&lt;br /&gt;i think i had a friend who is name heng, but chinese he is huang instead&lt;br /&gt;and my sec school got one more, but i dunno his chinese name is what&lt;br /&gt;but i think im unique and special!! :)&lt;br /&gt;and last time, i used to style my hair&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was in primary school, my style was right, left, right, then left parting :D&lt;br /&gt;and when i say parting, its really parting, like u can see the one line of skin one&lt;br /&gt;then when i was in sec school, the style was armani style&lt;br /&gt;i put like damn lots of gel on my front to make it parallel to the ground :DD&lt;br /&gt;and i always complain to my mum that i want to cut hair, cos my hair a while jiu long liao, then too heavy cannot style. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;and and!! i remember when i was young, during my innocent period that time, i cut slope on my back&lt;br /&gt;omg, that style really sucks man!&lt;br /&gt;cos i (suspect) i have long neck, longer than average neck&lt;br /&gt;and when i cut slope, my whole neck from the back was like expose.. omg....&lt;br /&gt;then after that i rebelled, and never cut that style liao :D&lt;br /&gt;well, on why i suspect my neck long is cause it looks long, feels tired easily, and when i grew long hair, my hair can go longer then what normal people can before getting caught by the DM&lt;br /&gt;OH!! AND AND!! THIS ONE IS DEFINITELY A JOKE!!&lt;br /&gt;U"LL LAUGH LIKE HELL!!&lt;br /&gt;last time my side burn was... curled outside&lt;br /&gt;i tell you! anybody who saw my hair curled out and knew me all laugh at me!!&lt;br /&gt;thats why i never liked to take pictures when i was young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now is totally different&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care about my looks so much&lt;br /&gt;cos i was thinking, if people should ever liked you, they should like you base on your personality, not the looks&lt;br /&gt;looks are deceiving and they dont last&lt;br /&gt;looks are first impression of people&lt;br /&gt;onces you looked acceptable, you passed somehow&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to look go to make girls melt&lt;br /&gt;impressed them by personality and characteristic, thats the way!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! so much about me, well, off i go for now!! tata!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;so much of what happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;i want to be sure that im just paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;but i just couldnt master the courage to speak to you about any other thing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;i tried, and i failed, and now, i dont dare to try again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;anyway, just a sentence that i want to tell you&lt;br /&gt;good luck for your exams :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4791742081181217077?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4791742081181217077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4791742081181217077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4791742081181217077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4791742081181217077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-ok-mummy-and-daddys-watching_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2723315516499926722</id><published>2010-02-20T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T19:37:23.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3-uCNg1EiI/AAAAAAAAATI/edzTMT9z5VA/s1600-h/in_love_and_lonelyEDITED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3-uCNg1EiI/AAAAAAAAATI/edzTMT9z5VA/s320/in_love_and_lonelyEDITED.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440258227897176610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, this one is from blogskin, apparently somebody edited it and posted it and i happen to find this image&lt;br /&gt;well, lets talk about today, its been a fine day&lt;br /&gt;but during the night this few nights, its never been a fine night&lt;br /&gt;my bed seems to be drifting away from me&lt;br /&gt;now when i lie on the bed, i no longer feel that my bed is comfy anymore&lt;br /&gt;it just feels different&lt;br /&gt;and i cant sleep during the nights&lt;br /&gt;my legs arent behaving too!&lt;br /&gt;they are just like.. too active&lt;br /&gt;they cant stop moving!&lt;br /&gt;normally i would clamp them between my bed and the wall,&lt;br /&gt;but now it seems no use too&lt;br /&gt;the spacing between the wall and the bed seems weird too&lt;br /&gt;everything is like so so weird!!!&lt;br /&gt;i ever tried sleeping at 9, but i flipped on the bed until 10.30pm, still cannot sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i tried sleeping at 12 and 1am also, still cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;everytime, without fail, i always end up flipping on my bed until 2 something or 3 then can sleep&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;maybe is cause i daydream of too much stuff&lt;br /&gt;but even if i daydream i will eventually sleep, not as bad as now&lt;br /&gt;since a few days ago jiu start like that liao&lt;br /&gt;sian..&lt;br /&gt;the worst one was on the day of my biostats paper&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 12, and its like 2 and a half hours later im still wide awake&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up at 6 by my alarm, and i felt 2 things&lt;br /&gt;first was that i dont feel that i did sleep much&lt;br /&gt;second was that i dont feel tired&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, just dont feel tired, but just plain lazy to get up and study&lt;br /&gt;so i set my alarm at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;and when i wake up, i feel damn damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;its like so screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its been a week..&lt;br /&gt;its like within one week, so many things happened&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what you are thinking&lt;br /&gt;in case you did read this, tell me, tell me what are you thinking&lt;br /&gt;yes, its you, you, its you&lt;br /&gt;dont keep me in suspense.. please..&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-2723315516499926722?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2723315516499926722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2723315516499926722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2723315516499926722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2723315516499926722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmm-this-one-is-from-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3-uCNg1EiI/AAAAAAAAATI/edzTMT9z5VA/s72-c/in_love_and_lonelyEDITED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5896282351147759207</id><published>2010-02-19T19:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:26:08.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you had the enjoyable day of your life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When it felt so great like no other; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you felt no worries, no burden, no stress;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you almost forgot what you had to do; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Time seems to pass so fast, that you just lose track of it;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you laugh so hard till you could never stop laughing;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think of those things that happen and daydream about it at times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i saw that moments in you, in your eyes, in your expressions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those moments were never the ones with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that moments, that place, its where you truly belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nevertheless, i wont give up just yet, not till the last moments where all hopes are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will continue to create that world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for you to enter and settle yourself inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know its difficult, but i dont care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont give a damn about it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will continue to stand behind you&lt;br /&gt;watching you from the back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this time, catching you while you fall&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try till the very end..&lt;br /&gt;to create a world just for you alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;well, its been quite a day&lt;br /&gt;im really quite grateful to my cassmates, stephen especially&lt;br /&gt;for asking me to come to school early just to clear my doubts&lt;br /&gt;although i know i never did well in the exams, but i am truly grateful for offering your help&lt;br /&gt;i will work hard next sem&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best to see chan sii pan yan more next sem&lt;br /&gt;i think if i roughly calculate, i dont think i even accumulate looking at her for more than say 6 hours??&lt;br /&gt;i spent all my lectures sleeping&lt;br /&gt;all my tutorial eating, sleeping and daydreaming&lt;br /&gt;so well, maybe next sem i will try my best to see her like.. hmm, accumulate up one day??&lt;br /&gt;one week got like 3hrs lecture plus 1hr tutorial, so one week is 4hrs&lt;br /&gt;lets say one week i just see her 2hrs, add up also got 24hrs ba? :D&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets not be calculative&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i want to discuss about my paper ba?&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what to reject, what to take to find to reject&lt;br /&gt;parameter also not sure how to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets talk about some other things :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. what to talk about neh? oh! im starting to getting to know avon! :)&lt;br /&gt;she is just like right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;and i think the dress she wore is more of like a shirt?? (ok, dont get me wrong, avon is NOT a living thing, its a bear! :D)&lt;br /&gt;and i realise that i could actually strip her off her clothes.. oops, sounds kinda sick huh. TSK!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok la, hmm.. lets describe more about my messy table&lt;br /&gt;well, its a nice table, long one, and messy though&lt;br /&gt;the left 3 cabinets is occupied by my mum, to put some candle stuffs&lt;br /&gt;then the right 3 cabinets is totally mine&lt;br /&gt;the first compartment is like 'WOAH!! SO MANY ___ ______ pens!!&lt;br /&gt;(anybody saw me taking a pen before should know what pens im referring to)&lt;br /&gt;like a few dozens of them man!!&lt;br /&gt;and lots of other that i could actually take home with me :DD&lt;br /&gt;the second compartment is spoilt, dunno how to explain in words on how is its state, anyway, inside only got like packets of tissue papers??&lt;br /&gt;the third compartment? ok, its all damn rubbish stuffs :DD&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant really put my paper and textbooks and notes inside because of its odd length and width&lt;br /&gt;(ya lor! dunno how the designer design de, design dao so fail! tsk!)&lt;br /&gt;then below is a box (i shall not say whats inside, its been like 3-4 years old??) and my bag ans files and laptop case and a one-side acer destop speaker? HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;then comes my table top&lt;br /&gt;i shall not say much, let the picture speak for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S35975gi3eI/AAAAAAAAATA/ogJWUQHDa4I/s1600-h/19022010329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S35975gi3eI/AAAAAAAAATA/ogJWUQHDa4I/s320/19022010329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439923867913215458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! well, it looks ok right? u know why? cos i took the whole table&lt;br /&gt;try zooming in and u'll be like 'OMG!!' HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;ok la, i will pack when i finish my exams :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm, shall post till here ba! till next time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, i feel like an idiot..&lt;br /&gt;but i think if i ever was given another chance on how i should go about it, i would do the same thing over again..&lt;br /&gt;i would choose the same path..&lt;br /&gt;till now, i have never regret going through what i've gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've sink deep down the ocean&lt;br /&gt;and its been deep now&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can get up&lt;br /&gt;i wont even want to get up&lt;br /&gt;i want to continue  going down and down&lt;br /&gt;till i find you&lt;br /&gt;and like what i've said, i will.&lt;br /&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/7172597483690564240-5896282351147759207?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5896282351147759207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5896282351147759207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5896282351147759207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5896282351147759207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-you-had-enjoyable-day-of-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S35975gi3eI/AAAAAAAAATA/ogJWUQHDa4I/s72-c/19022010329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1096513799887328720</id><published>2010-02-18T18:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:16:34.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S300tYc6cII/AAAAAAAAAS4/n9TlHQduPv4/s1600-h/lonely-742719.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S300tYc6cII/AAAAAAAAAS4/n9TlHQduPv4/s320/lonely-742719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439561879195906178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, managed to change my blog skin&lt;br /&gt;and couldnt really think of nice music to change to..&lt;br /&gt;and well, yup, its BLACK again, dont ask me why&lt;br /&gt;i will only be peaceful and not thinking my blogskin isnt nice when its black in colour&lt;br /&gt;other colours i will keep on doubting my skills in choosing&lt;br /&gt;jiu jiao zhuo 'yan guang bu hao' ba, nicer word to explain it :)&lt;br /&gt;well, actually the colour im most comfortable with and most liked will be black ba&lt;br /&gt;so what about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;pink??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, pink i would call it my naughty colour :)&lt;br /&gt;normal pink i like, but what i love most is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127);"&gt;REAL HOT PINK!!!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;its kinda nice colour isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;and well, i dont think there is anything wrong like what little kids use to say that pink is a girly colour and guys having pink is gay&lt;br /&gt;well, you could say that i have more female hormones in me than average guy, that i may agree with it&lt;br /&gt;but im still a guy; a straight guy :DD&lt;br /&gt;i think pink is a nice and cool colour!&lt;br /&gt;dont you guys think so??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, ok, so lets talk about something else, i actually thought of what my topic for my post today is&lt;br /&gt;but i forgot it now..&lt;br /&gt;HAA!! yea! pet society!&lt;br /&gt;well, i dunno why im obsess with this game, but this game is truly cute and fun to play leh :)&lt;br /&gt;every week got lots of cute and nice thing coming up&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i love my pink cat and my orange cat!!&lt;br /&gt;its so so so so nice!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well, tml is my biostats paper, i every had a flash thought over my head just now&lt;br /&gt;that i dont go for the paper tml&lt;br /&gt;but i thought that was a very wrong thought&lt;br /&gt;at least if i go take the paper, i tried&lt;br /&gt;like what people said, its always good to try and fail then to never try&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it reminds me of my previous post.. to love and lost then never love&lt;br /&gt;so, i think its the same&lt;br /&gt;to try and fail than to never try!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and maybe behind the sentence can write my n ame on it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;better to try and fail than to never try at all - Qiping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!! cool right?? :DDD&lt;br /&gt;omg, ok, dont sue me for any copyright or anything huh, its just for the fun of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise my internet connection sucks to the core la&lt;br /&gt;everytime give me loading page error&lt;br /&gt;i think after my exams im gonna come out with a mini research on how to quicken my internet connection&lt;br /&gt;at least get the most out of the kuku vodafone that im using&lt;br /&gt;well,, dont laugh, but the max downloading speed that i got from my connection was 250kbps ONLY!!&lt;br /&gt;that that was after using this download accelerator call flashget&lt;br /&gt;normal download would be like 50plus kbps, if the thing happy then got 100pluskbps la&lt;br /&gt;and torrent is another stupid thing la!&lt;br /&gt;the torrent wont even start downloading&lt;br /&gt;its like serious problem la&lt;br /&gt;maybe if im able to chiong work for this holiday i can get a router??&lt;br /&gt;well, and saying until work, im pretty determine to save money now&lt;br /&gt;because i have a aim in mind on why i need to save money&lt;br /&gt;school fees is only one of it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i shall post till here, till next time!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;i am determine to cut down on the number of unnecessary vibrations my phone makes when the holiday starts till that day :)&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/7172597483690564240-1096513799887328720?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1096513799887328720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1096513799887328720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1096513799887328720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1096513799887328720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-managed-to-change-my-blog-skin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S300tYc6cII/AAAAAAAAAS4/n9TlHQduPv4/s72-c/lonely-742719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-880245848066721727</id><published>2010-02-17T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:29:22.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3v2Fibg6dI/AAAAAAAAASw/UIjRND2lny8/s1600-h/350_DSCN5593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3v2Fibg6dI/AAAAAAAAASw/UIjRND2lny8/s320/350_DSCN5593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439211549981993426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ad_left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; imagine this insect crawling on your legs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what to say.. another day passed..&lt;br /&gt;i realise that i have a higher level of tolerance for cold showers now&lt;br /&gt;previously i need 5 mins to adapt to the water, slowly wet myself with the coldness of the water from toe to head&lt;br /&gt;now, i can simply increase my speed&lt;br /&gt;and well, i would say, it keeps me from wasting water&lt;br /&gt;and just now when i bathe, i suddenly saw one millipede crawling on the floor, luckily i saw and spray it to the drain, if not next time i would never dare to shit in my house toilet again&lt;br /&gt;i remembered there was once i saw a flying cockroach in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and the next day when i shit, i never shit in peace..&lt;br /&gt;im like constantly imagining the cockroach suddenly flying out from the toilet bowl (the area where the water flushes out, cos its like hidden from view) after waking up from the smell of my shit.&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats too imaginative&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, say until insects, when someone asked me about what insects i scared of.. i never knew how to reply in short sentence&lt;br /&gt;well, actually, im generally ok with insects who cant fly and is quite a safe distance form me&lt;br /&gt;as for insects who can fly, i would pray it dont fly towards my direction&lt;br /&gt;but generally, when insects get near me, im scared of everyone of them&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the thought of that kind of feeling when somethings is crawling on your body isnt really that normal huh&lt;br /&gt;(and well, my insects generally refers to those visible to the eyes and about minimum 5cm long de, definitely not insects like ants =.=)&lt;br /&gt;the worst scenario i had ever imagine was the big big hairy hairy (and maybe with stripes) spider&lt;br /&gt;OMG! imagine the mao touching you and as the spider crawls on your legs, the mao itches you and the legs pokes you on the skin slightly.. EEEWWWWWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg.. ok, dont think about this already&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, recently.. ok, not recently, its only yesterday&lt;br /&gt;yup, ytd i joined an interesting facebook fan page&lt;br /&gt;its called  &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-spaces-between-my-fingers-were-created-so-that-yours-could-fill-them-in/266232655177?ref=mf" onclick="'ft("&gt;The spaces between my fingers were created so that yours could fill them in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i sorta like this :D&lt;br /&gt;it seems unique, special and in a sense, different from other facebook fan page&lt;br /&gt;dont you think its cool??&lt;br /&gt;hey, ok, i think today my post damn random la..&lt;br /&gt;before i sign off, i shall present a quote to u guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Better to have loved and lost, than to have         never loved at all." -St. Augustine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont know how other people think&lt;br /&gt;but to me, i seriously want to learn from this quote..&lt;br /&gt;when you never express your love, it becomes a burden in yourself&lt;br /&gt;it weighs down your heart&lt;br /&gt;you think of the same person everyday over and over again&lt;br /&gt;you become a man with no balls&lt;br /&gt;because you dont dare to tell the person 'I Love You' this 3 words&lt;br /&gt;for the reason that you know this person is important to your life and you cant afford to lose her&lt;br /&gt;you think of the worst scenario&lt;br /&gt;that if the person rejects you, there would be silence between the both parties&lt;br /&gt;and you know you dont want that to happen&lt;br /&gt;because she meant much to you&lt;br /&gt;too much to lose&lt;br /&gt;not for the fact that you cant live without her, but for the fact that you feel incomplete without how she used to look at you, treat you and smile at you before you said 'I Love You' this 3 words to her&lt;br /&gt;smiles would be gone&lt;br /&gt;subsequent eye contacts would make the whole situation awkward&lt;br /&gt;and people would be behind your backs talking about you and smiling in front of you&lt;br /&gt;somehow, there is a segregation between both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, still typed another chunk when i say im ending this post 5mins ago&lt;br /&gt;well, end here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you remembered how we used to be before? in the beginning? how we communicate, how close we become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-880245848066721727?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/880245848066721727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=880245848066721727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/880245848066721727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/880245848066721727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/imagine-this-insect-crawling-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3v2Fibg6dI/AAAAAAAAASw/UIjRND2lny8/s72-c/350_DSCN5593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4903393367546510914</id><published>2010-02-16T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T00:15:41.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3rABVN5I9I/AAAAAAAAASo/xLZQ4Lrm9nc/s1600-h/Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3rABVN5I9I/AAAAAAAAASo/xLZQ4Lrm9nc/s320/Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438870629111112658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is actually one of the albums that i downloaded today&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly thought panpipes is nice :)&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, just suddenly feel like listening to panpipes&lt;br /&gt;and i remembered my mum has the album, i used to listen when i was young when my mum played it on the player&lt;br /&gt;and i loved it very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well i didnt really study much today&lt;br /&gt;i know, i've failed..&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if i had promise anyone that i would study hard, but looks like im never gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry..&lt;br /&gt;and i knw its no use saying sorry&lt;br /&gt;im not giving up now, but im just facing the reality&lt;br /&gt;its a cruel fact, but im seriously sure that i couldnt make it for this particular module and need to retain for that module&lt;br /&gt;i choose to stop bluffing myself, saying that im gonna make it and i will&lt;br /&gt;im no longer the hardworking and smart qiping&lt;br /&gt;im lazy qiping now&lt;br /&gt;the lazy bum bum who always sleep during lectures and not doing tutorials&lt;br /&gt;until now, i haven even start on the important chapters&lt;br /&gt;and when i say i haven start and haven study, i meant it&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i could score well in my secondary school days is because teachers nagggg the same concept over and over again&lt;br /&gt;its hard to even push those things out of my head&lt;br /&gt;and now in poly, i'll have to be the one nagging at myself, which i never done so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i came to poly, i aimed to get a good gpa for university, in particular NUS&lt;br /&gt;i accepted the challenge to get into NUS medic&lt;br /&gt;and when my first sem was over, i told myself, forget it&lt;br /&gt;im never gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;then i told myself, if i work hard, maybe can get into NTU, better than nothing&lt;br /&gt;now the second sem pass, and im gonna tell myself this:&lt;br /&gt;go on go on, go on daydream, and dream on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i thought of this: why should there be higher education after secondary school?&lt;br /&gt;why cant we straight away go find work and start learning from our work place?&lt;br /&gt;well, not a bad idea huh, another dream..&lt;br /&gt;DREAM ON BOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4903393367546510914?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4903393367546510914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4903393367546510914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4903393367546510914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4903393367546510914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-this-is-actually-one-of-albums.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3rABVN5I9I/AAAAAAAAASo/xLZQ4Lrm9nc/s72-c/Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4949581264974681456</id><published>2010-02-16T12:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:43:39.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3om06UrvkI/AAAAAAAAASY/T4MCkj1SiVU/s1600-h/Untitled.png"&gt;                &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3om06UrvkI/AAAAAAAAASY/T4MCkj1SiVU/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438702190454357570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3onR6kxaRI/AAAAAAAAASg/r8ooSRVD7L8/s1600-h/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3onR6kxaRI/AAAAAAAAASg/r8ooSRVD7L8/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438702688738044178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omWEIFSKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3JhC8iWQg3k/s1600-h/how-to-draw-a-cartoon-angel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omWEIFSKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/3JhC8iWQg3k/s320/how-to-draw-a-cartoon-angel.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438701660509915298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:900%;"  &gt;vs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omV3OUpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/4yOvtlg_qeE/s1600-h/cartoon_devil.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omV3OUpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/4yOvtlg_qeE/s320/cartoon_devil.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438701657046427026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omV3OUpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/4yOvtlg_qeE/s1600-h/cartoon_devil.gif"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3omV3OUpZI/AAAAAAAAASI/4yOvtlg_qeE/s1600-h/cartoon_devil.gif"&gt;                                                     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is the image that was in my mind at 8 0'clock this morning&lt;br /&gt;cos ytd i told myself i'll sleep at 11pm, and wake up at 8am, just nice a 9 hours sleep&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to bed at 10.20pm, giving myself 40mins to daydream before i sleep&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i slept before 11, and i wake up damn early, which i dunno what time too&lt;br /&gt;and then i was flipping on the bed, waiting for the alarm to ring&lt;br /&gt;and when the alarm finally rang at  8, i pressed it and then thinking whether i wna wake up so early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one side of my mind was like 'HEY! WAKE UP!! U HAVEN FINISH YOUR BIOSTATS REVISION AND U LEFT 3 DAYS TO STUDY FOR SO MANY CHAPTERS! AND ITS STUDYING FROM SCRATCH LIKE  A DUMMY U KNOW!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other side of my mind was like 'aiiyaa, let me sleep a while la, a while only. must have enough sleep then can concentrate in my studies ma. if not later i study halfway then feel like sleeping how?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, so, its obvious which side of my mind i followed..&lt;br /&gt;and i wake up at 1115, went to brush teeth and on my com until now&lt;br /&gt;and im like a bit lost on how to start on my stupid biostats&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was an underground tunnel that i can go into to lock myself from everything and concentrate my mind on biostats and biostats only&lt;br /&gt;i realise that from young, i have a habit of daydreaming when im studying..&lt;br /&gt;study until halfway and all sorts of things and events will come and disrupt my studying mindset&lt;br /&gt;then i'll be like smiling to myself and my mum will be like 'eh, thinking of girl huh'&lt;br /&gt;tsk!&lt;br /&gt;ok la, say about ytd, ytd went to my ah ma house, then went downstairs where there is this lady who know how to read cards to see about your life&lt;br /&gt;i was told she was related to guan inn&lt;br /&gt;so, my parents had their readings read, and me and my sis thought we would join in the fun&lt;br /&gt;well, i would say, people who knew me long knew my family background&lt;br /&gt;and most (or maybe all) never knew how i thought towards it&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you choose not to believe, but sometimes you just cant&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you chose to be revolutionary, but sometimes you just have to kneel yourself in front of the 'unchanged fact that you want to change'&lt;br /&gt;when she read my cards, she immediately says this 'your results this year is damn bad'&lt;br /&gt;then my sis was like 'hoho, your exams coming'&lt;br /&gt;and she was like 'your exams haven come, but im telling you now, go do something about it'&lt;br /&gt;and she told me some other bunch of things too&lt;br /&gt;well, before she read about my cards i already knew most likely im gonna be retaking at least one module, so that info coming out from her  mouth dosent really impressed or shocked or hurts me&lt;br /&gt;i think it will be more like telling my mum i advance for me ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shall end my post here! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will giving a promise be better??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4949581264974681456?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4949581264974681456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4949581264974681456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4949581264974681456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4949581264974681456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-this-is-image-that-was-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/S3om06UrvkI/AAAAAAAAASY/T4MCkj1SiVU/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6930743585318719877</id><published>2010-02-15T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T14:50:17.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm, i think i'll be updating my blog as often as i can ba :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what comes to my mind everyday now is my studies&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna retake at least one module, and thats biostats&lt;br /&gt;cos the overall 60% CA marks i got an F grade, which is fail&lt;br /&gt;means i can anywhere from 0-30%&lt;br /&gt;and it also means i'll need to score very very well for my end of year to at least get a D grade, and i guess, i have no confident&lt;br /&gt;so, maybe i'll have to save up the money that i will earn during march holidays,&lt;br /&gt;then tell my mummy that i will pay for that extra sem de money, so maybe she would nagggggg less&lt;br /&gt;well, cell bio maybe i'll pass with a D+ or so ba&lt;br /&gt;and my organic should be able to pass too&lt;br /&gt;the other i was worrying about is retaking my IS module, cos i did have that 80% attendance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,  putting aside everything, im looking forward to the holidays&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, i think i'll be throwing my worries one side and enjoy my holidays ba&lt;br /&gt;maybe going to a few chalets (and my daddy says he wna plan one for his birthday =.=)&lt;br /&gt;first will be with the ritz ppl on 27 and 28, then will be with my dearest 4E2rians at janet's hse on 6 march&lt;br /&gt;if my daddy's chalet is confirm (which i dont hope so), then i'll be folling 7march and 8 march..&lt;br /&gt;that would be enough to drain all my energy out&lt;br /&gt;and well, that reminds me that i have to do the proposal out for the whole financial year before the next band meeting..&lt;br /&gt;if not we cant even discuss how many practices we can or must cancel during the march holidays&lt;br /&gt;and if practices is cancel, i think most likely i'll spend time working as much as i can to build up my money bank&lt;br /&gt;and i think i will want to create a OCBC acct to put all my savings inside&lt;br /&gt;tthe reason why its OCBC is that i already havee POSB, and i definitely like variety, in any case i cant find POSB atm i still can find OCBC :)&lt;br /&gt;and i can put one acct as solely for savings and no withdrawal and another acct solely for withdrawal for my packet money, and i think i will have to standardize it to like maybe 300 per month or less, so that i can save more&lt;br /&gt;well, and not to forget my 2 friends, i still remember what i owe you, dont worry :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, didnt know i was so ambitious in planning my holidays so fast huh!&lt;br /&gt;well, i think now i should come back to worrying about my exams le ba......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, post next time!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6930743585318719877?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6930743585318719877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6930743585318719877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6930743585318719877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6930743585318719877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmm-i-think-ill-be-updating-my-blog-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4665730278085772260</id><published>2010-02-13T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:54:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-weight: normal;" id="profile_name"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some interesting things i found while i was on facebook :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;well, i wouldnt say everything inside is really correct to an extent, but its just for the fun and enjoyment of it :D&lt;br /&gt;enjoy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="profile_name"&gt;35 Things A Girl Probably Doesn't Know&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span class="profile_icon"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Guys are more emotional then you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer then you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls are guys' weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful.If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. No matter how much some guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. A guy would give his right nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesnt mean he represents ALL of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits goes to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=6123006133&amp;amp;ref=nf&amp;amp;v=info"&gt;this facebook group :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4665730278085772260?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4665730278085772260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4665730278085772260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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most wonderful dream this year! :DD&lt;br /&gt;i guess its really nice, to have 2 continuous different dreams on one single thing :)&lt;br /&gt;for the moment when im sleeping, i really thought its happening for real&lt;br /&gt;and it definitely felt real..&lt;br /&gt;until i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;but its still a nice dream, at least now i feel, and felt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! tomorrow's valentine's day!! :)&lt;br /&gt;i know i'll be single tomorrow, but somehow i am not really sad&lt;br /&gt;and somehow now, i haven had the urge to rush things&lt;br /&gt;now, i just wanted things to go on as smoothly as possible&lt;br /&gt;slow and steady is the best.&lt;br /&gt;cos as you drive, you get to know your car better, forging a bond between..&lt;br /&gt;a bond thats deep, tight and not easily destroyable&lt;br /&gt;i look forward to the wish i made during 1111(and i only made a wish once at that time)&lt;br /&gt;and the last wish i wrote before folding and putting it into the bottle and throwing it to the sea on new year day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will persevere through those months.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will prove it.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4757829817029995007?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4757829817029995007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4757829817029995007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me, tell me that i am a paranoid child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me its because i am being paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell be its not because its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me.. tell me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never got a word of trust, never received it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;words like 'trust me', in that kind of tone, that made me trust without question, i dont think i heard that before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right now, i feel myself lost in the path of darkness, i could never find my way through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the only light that shines, is the entrance which i came from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i dont want to go back, i want to move forward, to make it through the darkness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into a place that i know i would be more happy in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now, i am lost, without any guide or anything; nothing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;without the sense of security..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not even a sense of touch that generate heat, essential for me to feel the presence and secured..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes when i walk halfway, i'll hear seem to hear a voice that guides me..&lt;br /&gt;but it only guides me half the way..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes there isnt even any..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it seems to guides me the other way instead..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know which path will guide me to the light, to  you..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you guided me this way, sometimes you pushed me to another path..&lt;br /&gt;its made me feel confused and lost..&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what, i will persevere, i wont let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will cling on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will make my way through and make sure i find an opening with a ray of light shining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the different ray from where i first came in from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i will roam inside until i find it, i wont stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unless you personally take my hand and grab me, and reject me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pushing me out to where i came from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;telling me to give up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if not, i will continue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe me, i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, guide me in the right path&lt;br /&gt;i dont expect you to guide me all the way, i just wanted you to guide me and tell me which path is the right way..&lt;br /&gt;dont push, and then pull me..&lt;br /&gt;dont guide me to east, then suddenly turn around 180 degrees to west..&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour, lead me..&lt;br /&gt;to the path that will lead to you..&lt;br /&gt;to your heart..&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to make you happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-8485877668632469855?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8485877668632469855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8485877668632469855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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accept even though i could never..&lt;br /&gt;best wishes and cheers! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-412827352681240?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/412827352681240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=412827352681240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/412827352681240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/412827352681240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2010/01/suddenly-feel-so-weird-and-wrong.html' 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outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;beneath and underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;perhaps, thats what's called unselfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;which means, i understooded what true LOVE and what a love (without the true word in front) is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1117075287018615716?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1117075287018615716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1117075287018615716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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enjoyed it!! :)&lt;br /&gt;a little confession.. that was the first time i eer played with cream and kena cream la.&lt;br /&gt;ad it was the first time i ever tried to ton in this kind of situation until so early in the morning :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the bbirthday cake, not bad, quite nice&lt;br /&gt;and also wish that u enjoyed the steamboat! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont wish to post it here, i dont want u have the wrong idea, but let me tell u this: STOP CONTRADICTING YOURSELF! i dare to say i know what you are thinking. every single thing!&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/7172597483690564240-1925331678748262885?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-8126859462825074376</id><published>2009-11-07T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T03:52:26.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres nothing i wna say, just a few words: give it up&lt;br /&gt;mark everything i say, when i say it, i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard u try, its never gonna work&lt;br /&gt;the more u want it, the more i will resist&lt;br /&gt;dont make me stop messaging you,&lt;br /&gt;dont make me reject your calls,&lt;br /&gt;dont make me ignore you,&lt;br /&gt;dont make me act like i never see you when i did,&lt;br /&gt;dont make erase you from my friends list&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;dont make me cut off all forms communications from you&lt;br /&gt;i mean it and i will do it&lt;br /&gt;and im definitely serious&lt;br /&gt;dont push it&lt;br /&gt;as long as the topic dont appear anywhere in my 5 senses, its fine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-8126859462825074376?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8126859462825074376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8126859462825074376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8126859462825074376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8126859462825074376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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and it sucks to the core&lt;br /&gt;mon, tues, wed and thurs, all 4 days starts at 9AM in the morning&lt;br /&gt;WHICH MEANS TO WAKE UP AT 0630 IN THE MORNING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sucks man!&lt;br /&gt;and when i left home at 00730, i cant even take bus 5 to tpy cos TOO MANY PPL ON BOARD AND BOARDING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and im not those like those auntie who uses their body to push all the way to the front!&lt;br /&gt;irritating!&lt;br /&gt;and then after that wna change bus also difficult!&lt;br /&gt;151 too full, 154 also too full!!&lt;br /&gt;in the end bo bian, take 985 to shell station and walk there (u cant even alight opposite bukit timah plaza cos its all packed with humans!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;ok, never mind, now talk bout dismissal time.&lt;br /&gt;mon and wed dismissed at 6 IN THE AFTERNOON!! and tues and thurs 3&lt;br /&gt;like so damn kuku la!&lt;br /&gt;then friday have to come to school see just ONE teacher for the whole entire 4 hours&lt;br /&gt;but luckily our teacher is some joker,so still can tarhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my subjects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took biostats (chan sii pan yann), cell bio (mathew mak and cate), organic chem (eddie) and infotech (i think is call wai tuck if i dont remember wrongly)&lt;br /&gt;yaya! still got this comt2 something by some ang mor teacher&lt;br /&gt;for biostats, the first week only i got some stupid project due next friday!&lt;br /&gt;organic chem, ok la, i think i can excel in it. THINK only la, still haven really touch the m ain dish yet, only smell the appetizer only&lt;br /&gt;cell bio, iu must say, i CMI!!&lt;br /&gt;for the whole week, nothing goes in during the lecture&lt;br /&gt;info tech, ok la&lt;br /&gt;comt2 kit thing, definitely cant pass with flying colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, well, quite happy that i've been active again in band :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;earn lots of money&lt;br /&gt;well, friday i work at 1730 and then work ot until 0400&lt;br /&gt;stayed in house with somtip cos he also working next morning&lt;br /&gt;he work 9am, i work 10&lt;br /&gt;but i work up st 0815 like that to bathe and change and eat breakfast at canteen cos the canteen only had breakfast until like 9am and then close for preparation for lunch le&lt;br /&gt;so, went to slack and shit for 1/2 an hr&lt;br /&gt;then work lo&lt;br /&gt;then something weird happen, i was carring the table extension and dunno why it fell to my feet&lt;br /&gt;damn pain, then grace saw i holding my feet and insist me to go see doc&lt;br /&gt;but then nothing la, the x-ray say no fracture or what so ever&lt;br /&gt;then i went back and continue working until 12 :)&lt;br /&gt;( i think i dont want to post my friday night event work on the blog, too racist la)&lt;br /&gt;then took same van with siying and went home lo&lt;br /&gt;ya, must thank michelle ytd for helping me a lot, if not i'll be dead meat liao&lt;br /&gt;she quite good la, help me with portioning and settled the beverage so fast lo&lt;br /&gt;thanks huh :)&lt;br /&gt;i'll do better la :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6478641643389555245?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7333687640087934807</id><published>2009-10-12T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:56:21.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah!! :D &lt;br /&gt;my laptop's going to come back to me on wednesday! :D&lt;br /&gt;Finally! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and, im working like tml, until friday, then sunday. &lt;br /&gt;And its like damn damn early for all 5 days. :(&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;Blog next time with my laptop! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7333687640087934807?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5665013164854417516</id><published>2009-09-17T16:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:03:28.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i became officially laptop-less.&lt;br /&gt;Cos my laptop screen blinked at me for like 2 weeks or so liao, so sent for repair just now.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there's like not a need for the receipt lo, but then i thought need, and i went back home after travelling 1/3 my journey just to take the receipt and in the end become wasted trip and time. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they said they will change the whole LCD screen for me, and it would take 3 to 4 working days, which means i am like laptop-less from today to like next tues or wed.&lt;br /&gt;And they say there's a probability of the screen out of stock. :(&lt;br /&gt;Which means i may sacrifice those days laptop-less for nothing. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5665013164854417516?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5665013164854417516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5665013164854417516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5665013164854417516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5665013164854417516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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so.&lt;br /&gt;ya, just a short movie review only :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6660859153619990143?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6660859153619990143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6660859153619990143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6660859153619990143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6660859153619990143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/09/ok-too-long-never-blog-liao-i-think-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4836621646621765413</id><published>2009-09-04T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:38:33.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;went out with jiani today to celebrate her late birthday that i was suppose to celebrate last week on the 25 aug :)&lt;br /&gt;we walk to cathay to watch the proposal&lt;br /&gt;funny show la, then went to orchard to take bus to east coast&lt;br /&gt;had mac there, so, ordered my usual mc spicy upsizeddd&lt;br /&gt;and then throughout the day i was telliung some damn damn cold jokes to her that dosent make her laugh&lt;br /&gt;like saying mc spicy burger upsizeddd instead of double mc spicy burger,&lt;br /&gt;and the zhen(1) dan = zhen(1) the egg, chao(3) dan = chao(3) the egg , and zha(4) dan is zha(4) the egg&lt;br /&gt;ok, its damn cold i know, dont freeze while reading&lt;br /&gt;then went to beach to talk, then give her the birthday gift! the necklace. and then played the.. that one call what ah.. eh, forgot call what la&lt;br /&gt;the one she likes to play, YA!! sparkers :)&lt;br /&gt;then both of us went home with the sand&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot i no direct bus at that bus stop and i slimply say goodbye to her with she board the bus instead of going up with her and drop at still road there to change bus&lt;br /&gt;i keep on thinking that it was the other kuku bus stop which has 55 the go to my hse straight&lt;br /&gt;bo bian lo, need to wait for another 13&lt;br /&gt;reached home and bathed :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm, let me see, tml free!!&lt;br /&gt;sunday need to cut hair, which i still dunno wher i should cut and then gorun the 5km F1 race&lt;br /&gt;and monday band&lt;br /&gt;and tues will be jiani come my hse&lt;br /&gt;wed night go watch 9,&lt;br /&gt;thurs band,&lt;br /&gt;friday go back MJR band for the exchange programme&lt;br /&gt;and then sat is cheng fu's concert :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4836621646621765413?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4836621646621765413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4836621646621765413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4836621646621765413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/So0ujvfIgII/AAAAAAAAARQ/tPv_uv62oN8/s320/milk-bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372001122100215938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE!! i can upload images :)&lt;br /&gt;try again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-966771526120543694?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/966771526120543694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=966771526120543694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/966771526120543694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/966771526120543694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/michelle-i-can-upload-images-try-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/So0ujvfIgII/AAAAAAAAARQ/tPv_uv62oN8/s72-c/milk-bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7946632045587114589</id><published>2009-08-19T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:17:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever wondered why?&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i am the qiping i use to know 4 years ago&lt;br /&gt;everybody went from worst to better, better to good, good to even better, even better to best&lt;br /&gt;but me, i think it went backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i know my thinking is wrong, i dont wish to think it this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i seriously think i have the wrong thinking in this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i really wish to go back to 3  years ago, to those thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;the way i think of things..&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/7172597483690564240-7946632045587114589?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6216559177674346894</id><published>2009-08-18T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:02:08.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its my fault, what i did, i deserve this&lt;br /&gt;that is why i dont want help, i am the one at fault, i should be the be the clearing up this mess&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to bother anyone, i dont want people to help me clear up my mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;i just feel.. so lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.. so lost so lost!!!&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/7172597483690564240-6216559177674346894?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6216559177674346894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6216559177674346894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6216559177674346894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6216559177674346894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-my-fault-what-i-did-i-deserve-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2841505808563273948</id><published>2009-08-18T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:40:00.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i just went through the whole list of modules that im going to take in 3 years in NP with yuli just now&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously think i made the wrong decision in my choice of course a year ago&lt;br /&gt;im thinking whether i should change course next sem&lt;br /&gt;cos i think i'll fail at least one module&lt;br /&gt;and the problem with me is that i gave up studying bio 3 years ago, and now, everything came back to haunt&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know why i chose this course in the first place&lt;br /&gt;maybe i think too much about the outcome instead of the process&lt;br /&gt;i want to advance in the field of forensics, thats why i chose this course&lt;br /&gt;and i think i myself think too much about that that i forgot everything i study for 3 years will be like 80 - 90% bio stuff&lt;br /&gt;seriously lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, the beat thing to do is still to keep quiet and say nothing. keep everything inside to your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the more u try to say out, the worst the situation will get.&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/7172597483690564240-2841505808563273948?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2841505808563273948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2841505808563273948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2841505808563273948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2841505808563273948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-i-just-went-through-whole-list-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-922466846133546386</id><published>2009-08-17T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:27:02.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that one song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the song that explains everything, that proves everything, that makes everything, that preserves everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to the string attaching: never forgotten and always remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-922466846133546386?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/922466846133546386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=922466846133546386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/922466846133546386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/922466846133546386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/that-one-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-339638127168115531</id><published>2009-08-16T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:40:08.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;its 16 august, and im still in dreamland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-339638127168115531?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/339638127168115531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=339638127168115531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/339638127168115531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/339638127168115531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-16-august-and-im-still-in-dreamland.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1638378040386908326</id><published>2009-08-16T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:38:58.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;plain and simple life &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VS&lt;/span&gt; a beauitful, colourful but complex life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;choose between one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1638378040386908326?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1638378040386908326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1638378040386908326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1638378040386908326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1638378040386908326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/plain-and-simple-life-vs-beauitful.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1332454355711938629</id><published>2009-08-15T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:05:33.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok, shall blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, life's fair, i gain something, you lost something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i had the money, i would rather lost that thing and start everything anew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously, things are like breeze; come, and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing stays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats why everybody like secondary school days, secondary school life, secondary school friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats why this particular thing in my life i call it my life, cos i dont want to look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i only want to look forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats why it became my life, a life of hope and real happiness and the smiles, the hardwork, the improvement, the commitment, the enjoyment, the bright red heart beating, the bonds, the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thats life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or at least, what i called MY LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or my life for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suddenly having the wish not to grow up, to remain in the way i am now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but well, life needs to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something needs to come eventually, and something needs to go eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;get the most out of life, and live it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy life to the fullest when you can. you dont know whats coming next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so much craps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1332454355711938629?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1332454355711938629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1332454355711938629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1332454355711938629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1332454355711938629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-shall-blog-well-lifes-fair-i-gain.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4037008882029395610</id><published>2009-08-15T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:37:08.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok la, post la post la, since i cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;what thing to post neh&lt;br /&gt;oh, just now lo, cos mummy say outside our corridor got cat, but dubb wher, then after that i heard the cat meow meow de&lt;br /&gt;and my family hate cats, so it becomes my duty to bring the cat down from the 12 floor to the first lo&lt;br /&gt;but the cat not bad la, still like my fangers a lot, wna chase after ti, so i just just my fingers to make it walk until the lift&lt;br /&gt;but then the cat keeep on want to rub against the wall&lt;br /&gt;then the lift come and open the cat scared and dont want to go in, i carrry it then put it in then come out it also dont want, rush out of the lift like the lift got dog like that&lt;br /&gt;and its like more than 3 tries la, even my earpiece also become my equipment to make the cat go in la&lt;br /&gt;then bo bian, walk the stairs down lo&lt;br /&gt;then the cat keep on rub against the wall, keep on buah buah buah dont want stop&lt;br /&gt;from 12 floor go until 7 floor then the cat dont want go down le, keep on buah buah buah against the wall&lt;br /&gt;then i manage to make it go down one storey by sayang it lo, then it come down, then dont want come down anymore, stuck at lvl 6&lt;br /&gt;kuku de, then in the end bo bian, press the lift, then when the lift coming i carry the cat&lt;br /&gt;then go in with it and put it down and pin him to the ground by pressing the body&lt;br /&gt;when i carry it go into lift the cat like damn afraid like that la&lt;br /&gt;used its paws to try to struggle free from my hand&lt;br /&gt;then went down that time the door open and i just let my hand free then it like run until damn fast la, i inside really got dog wna chase it like that la&lt;br /&gt;waa, i second time carry a cat la, luckily i manage to grab it la&lt;br /&gt;then come home wash hand, sit down in front of com jiu sweating le, hias, dont need sleep le lo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4037008882029395610?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4037008882029395610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4037008882029395610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4037008882029395610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4037008882029395610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-la-post-la-post-la-since-i-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-5281170527927673870</id><published>2009-08-09T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:30:09.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, lets post about this 2 days&lt;br /&gt;i found myself self declaring my sickness completely cured&lt;br /&gt;cos ytd i ate LJS, still remember, golden deal 2&lt;br /&gt;and complaining on their knife not good enough, making me no mood to eat&lt;br /&gt;but still eat finish anyway la :)&lt;br /&gt;hmm, should say a happy birthday to gary although haven come la :D&lt;br /&gt;err, so, ytd went out with fellow band mates to PS&lt;br /&gt;played in the douby ghaut arcade first, then went to LJS to eat and play with gary's chicken :D&lt;br /&gt;then went watch UP.&lt;br /&gt;err, ok la, the movie not bad la, quite nice la :)&lt;br /&gt;wasnt so boring la :)&lt;br /&gt;i think that movie was the latest i've ever catch la, cos come out the escalator of PS not working anymore, all resting le&lt;br /&gt;and then went to istana park to slack&lt;br /&gt;hmm, think not bad la, then cab home cos need to help mummy with things&lt;br /&gt;today morning wasnt much la, just open laptop and slack there lo&lt;br /&gt;ya, and happy birthday singapore&lt;br /&gt;NDP like more and more boring leh, but i heard night on the bare mountain :)&lt;br /&gt;then still got what ah, nothing much la, just some interesting err... fireworks lo :)&lt;br /&gt;and, nothing much, signing off here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-5281170527927673870?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/5281170527927673870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=5281170527927673870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5281170527927673870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/5281170527927673870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-lets-post-about-this-2-days-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2592576054853657206</id><published>2009-08-07T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T20:53:36.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ytd night i was so so so so happy that i shitted&lt;br /&gt;the reason is that i haven been shitting for like very long&lt;br /&gt;like a week like that&lt;br /&gt;then ytd is one shot everything shit out, waa, feel damn great man! :D&lt;br /&gt;should be ok by now le la, only my sound haven recover only and cough only&lt;br /&gt;like that lo :)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7858950834397707097</id><published>2009-08-05T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:35:44.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, let me vent my anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;FUCK THE FEVER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went and come and went and come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;WTF U WANT FROM ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;JUST GET OUT!!!!! N-O-W!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7858950834397707097?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7858950834397707097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7858950834397707097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7858950834397707097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7858950834397707097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-let-me-vent-my-anger-fuck-fever-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4091257107061228224</id><published>2009-08-02T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T13:20:12.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, it sucks like hell.&lt;br /&gt;ytd night was a burning of 39.7&lt;br /&gt;went to sponge myself with cold water&lt;br /&gt;mummy helped me too&lt;br /&gt;and then went to sleep at my study room, since bedroom damn damn cold&lt;br /&gt;6 something wake up again, this time something not right&lt;br /&gt;sat at the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;feel like vomiting and shitting&lt;br /&gt;so went to the toilet&lt;br /&gt;shitted but never vomit, nothing to vomit&lt;br /&gt;and sweated a lot&lt;br /&gt;can say its like worst than running those kind of sweating&lt;br /&gt;damn damn wet la, whole body some more&lt;br /&gt;but sweating good la&lt;br /&gt;bthen went to sleep again and woke up at 10 something to see doc&lt;br /&gt;and the doc gave me antibiotics and some other medicine&lt;br /&gt;lots man, and it cost like 51.30 when normally i only see for max 30 bucks&lt;br /&gt;only had 50 bucks in my pocket, so went home and take the extra money to pay lo.&lt;br /&gt;and then dont feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;but still ate a small bowl of porridge and then my medicine&lt;br /&gt;well, when i get well, the first thing i wna eat is.. ICE CREAM!!&lt;br /&gt;cos got temptation for it now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4091257107061228224?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4091257107061228224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4091257107061228224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4091257107061228224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4091257107061228224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-it-sucks-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6288264209125559438</id><published>2009-08-01T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:51:16.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok now! i declare the whole Ngee Ann kena plague.&lt;br /&gt;everybody seems to be having fever, and for me, its much much worst&lt;br /&gt;serious sore throat, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;morning my right shoulder pain, then i went to sleep at 3 something and wake up at 6.&lt;br /&gt;this time the pain spread down to my chest&lt;br /&gt;breath in also pain, cough also pain :(&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i haven been sick for quite long, and now this stupid thing come, worst daysssss of my life :(&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid fever came back&lt;br /&gt;the whole stupid sickness just makes me unable to go for my 4E2 class gathering cum entertaining apichaya in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;saddededed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6288264209125559438?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6288264209125559438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6288264209125559438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6288264209125559438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6288264209125559438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-now-i-declare-whole-ngee-ann-kena.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4361412057237937190</id><published>2009-07-31T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:10:45.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORE THROAT!!! AAHHHH!!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;i wna cry already, now cough also came along, and makes my sore throat like shit like that&lt;br /&gt;now even went i wna drink soup also cannot!! PAIN!!! :(((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4361412057237937190?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4361412057237937190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4361412057237937190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4361412057237937190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4361412057237937190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/sore-throat-aahhhh-i-wna-cry-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4311551347432664862</id><published>2009-07-31T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:09:57.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously, im speechless, you win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4311551347432664862?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4311551347432664862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-9127998341840935230</id><published>2009-07-30T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:44:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah! my fever subside!! :D&lt;br /&gt;temperature check at 1843: 36.8!!&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;spend like the whole day doing my cats project :)&lt;br /&gt;gonna do reflection after that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-9127998341840935230?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/9127998341840935230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-4104203905391695851</id><published>2009-07-29T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:45:00.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for their concern, im ok! :)&lt;br /&gt;i'll not be going school  tml though :)&lt;br /&gt;and, i want to sleep and rest now..&lt;br /&gt;nose, pleaase stop running..&lt;br /&gt;temp at 2244: 38.6&lt;br /&gt;feeling hot in the eyes :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-4104203905391695851?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/4104203905391695851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=4104203905391695851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4104203905391695851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/4104203905391695851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-thanks-everyone-for-their-concern-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-8182879710089032975</id><published>2009-07-28T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:16:53.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling damn damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;im burning from inside to outside.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-8182879710089032975?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8182879710089032975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8182879710089032975' title='0 Comments'/><link 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then went out with my band mates to PS&lt;br /&gt;had fun there, at first dunno what to eat, then we decided to each buy their own, then meet outside PS to eat&lt;br /&gt;then gary came and went with them to play arcade&lt;br /&gt;well, was a fun day la, cos i watch azri and gary play finish house of the dead 4 and fighting each other over those bonus secret points :)&lt;br /&gt;then went to mrt there de so call 'night arcade' to watch them play jubeat, quite a cool game :)&lt;br /&gt;and azri got addicted on that game too :D&lt;br /&gt;then went home on mrt&lt;br /&gt;sun spend the whole day in library&lt;br /&gt;for the first time i ate proper lunch and dinner when i go library&lt;br /&gt;cos i want muscles :)&lt;br /&gt;and sorry to si hui and mich for the spamming ah, if u all wna spam back go to my link and press on the name call catherine, its a dead blog though, just spam for all u like :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, mon, which is today :)&lt;br /&gt;no mood for everything, everything is music in my head&lt;br /&gt;on how i gain and loss things&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so forth&lt;br /&gt;and after that was apprecaiation dinner in the alumni clubhse 'ballroom' :)&lt;br /&gt;had loads of fun there&lt;br /&gt;then was home :)&lt;br /&gt;till now :)&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BUY ARBAN!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel myself being so optimistic, or maybe too optimistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bout a month ago or less a started bleeding in the throat, and then it stopped after a  week or 2 when i ate fisherman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and last sat, i bleeded in the nose, dunno for what reason, early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this time is real bleeding, blood just flow out of the nose by itself, not by sneezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it went ok before coming back again 15 mins later, reason being that i rubbed my nose too hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then everything went fine, just a little uneasy and got the harden feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then today morning it went bleeding again, cos i rubbed it too hard when i was bathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i wonder when will all this stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe it'll stay with me fro life and maybe it'll stop the next instant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, anyway, life still goes on no matter what, enjoy life while you can, so you wont regret at the very last moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;music is starting to create my life and my world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-3989061614930146466</id><published>2009-07-24T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:12:48.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, just wna post my day today :)&lt;br /&gt;today fun fun, but legs a little poor thing&lt;br /&gt;cos morning raining (the day or 2 before i was wishing it to rain)&lt;br /&gt;and no basketball, cannot go court, so in the end we did some exercise&lt;br /&gt;apparently our trainer went to see kobe bryant, making him remember things to do to us&lt;br /&gt;and he ask us to like sit on the air, like sitting position like that, but without the chair&lt;br /&gt;then he ask us tip toe, the the third one is to stomp our foot tip toeing&lt;br /&gt;all, we did one set, 30 second, but he cheater, 30 second become like 1 minute like that :(&lt;br /&gt;and then still jump from leg to leg, then ask us to lie down and lift our legs up&lt;br /&gt;waa, torture man&lt;br /&gt;then i was thinking whether i can continue with my relay later or not&lt;br /&gt;then no cats, but we have to rush out everything and hand up to her&lt;br /&gt;then met jiani and janet and after that kim, to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;and we went to our space to sit there and slack&lt;br /&gt;me and siying then send them back to the bus stop for their korean lesson&lt;br /&gt;and siying accompany me to the grand stand&lt;br /&gt;then met band members there, did stretching and exercise, then was the relay run&lt;br /&gt;well, although we did not win (cos too many sports group le la, and 3 dragonboat team some more!)&lt;br /&gt;but at least we tried our best la, and its the process that matters :)&lt;br /&gt;adn well, good good, i find it very fun!! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha, and well, i think i wna post about this person who came to disrupt my life today&lt;br /&gt;this vege huh, morning before my appearance i spill a bit of my milo&lt;br /&gt;then she came while i was knocking my first egg, and she went to poke my half boiled egg!! :(&lt;br /&gt;and the whole egg yoke just leak off. :(&lt;br /&gt;and then the second one, then whole egg yoke again crack by itself, make me cannot suck the whole egg yoke :(&lt;br /&gt;thanks ah! and she appear in front of me like lots of time today&lt;br /&gt;even in the night at like 10 when i was going to bus stop after eating and slacking at ameen&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AH, VEGE JIAHUI!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-3989061614930146466?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2920565930215508660</id><published>2009-07-21T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:47:27.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i should blog, but dunno what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;well, can only think of one thing to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ADER, I'LL MAKE SURE U SEE THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;HE WAS STANDING THERE WITH THE OVER DECOLOURISED MICROSCOPE SLIDE DURING GRAM STAIN SAYING THIS WORD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;SHIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, i did make sure i post this on my blog. still got what&lt;br /&gt;ya, friday will be my relay run. and this few days been very sport-y&lt;br /&gt;going runnings and gyms lots of time&lt;br /&gt;today went with my class de guys (and that jolene, who came only when we were about to leave)&lt;br /&gt;then went back home to email joseph my cats project&lt;br /&gt;wellwell, seems like lots of project to chiong :(&lt;br /&gt;so, think i gonna chiong now :)&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-2920565930215508660?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2920565930215508660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2920565930215508660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2920565930215508660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2920565930215508660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-i-should-blog-but-dunno-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-6653798784578377862</id><published>2009-07-13T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:29:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, shall post before i continue with my microbio project, cos i dont want my blog to be dead&lt;br /&gt;ok, this week got damn loads of project going on, like 3 ba&lt;br /&gt;having microbio presentation this wed, and then maths also this week&lt;br /&gt;and for IPC is lke next week practical time, and CATS this week :(&lt;br /&gt;sad, living my life around those things&lt;br /&gt;and i shall not play too much already&lt;br /&gt;loads of thing happen this week&lt;br /&gt;been a great spammer this week&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid throat been bleeding for like 6 days!!&lt;br /&gt;until today then go see doc and the doc just gave me some medicine&lt;br /&gt;well well, shall post till here, next time then!&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-6653798784578377862?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/6653798784578377862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=6653798784578377862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6653798784578377862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/6653798784578377862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-shall-post-before-i-continue-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1193591372310888807</id><published>2009-07-09T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:19:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disconnecting from earth..&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/7172597483690564240-1193591372310888807?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1193591372310888807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1193591372310888807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1193591372310888807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1193591372310888807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/disconnecting-from-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2387481480485406312</id><published>2009-07-07T22:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:02:13.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Under those dust, those lizard droppings, those lines..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Inside the square, the cube, the cover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;There it lies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The plastic, the glass, the ceramic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The metal, the cotton, the rubber..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The paper..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The unfolding process, the folding process, the reading process..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The smile, the frown, the tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The angry face, the happy face, the disappointed face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The quarrels, the vulgarities, the frustration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The misunderstanding, the communication breakdown, the worst situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The texts, the messages, the talkings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The happy times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The sad times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The together times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;deep inside those lies my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;self destructed but functioning as normal as any..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;deep inside it... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I remembered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-2387481480485406312?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/2387481480485406312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=2387481480485406312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2387481480485406312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/2387481480485406312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/under-those-dust-those-lizard-droppings.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-3146534853464705943</id><published>2009-07-05T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:20:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning woke up at 0750 and as usual, the room was cold, but luckily i took 2 blankets with me&lt;br /&gt;then stone stone there for a while before gong to 7th floor to take a good hot bathe&lt;br /&gt;then went back to pack my things&lt;br /&gt;azri went to check rooms while i went to take care of his belongings&lt;br /&gt;then they ask me go jurong point, but i never la&lt;br /&gt;cos boon lay mrt station and eunos very far leh! and i no mrt concession, only got bus&lt;br /&gt;and i cant be like sitting on 154 from boon lay to eunos ba&lt;br /&gt;i think i will feel damn bad&lt;br /&gt;cos my neck is aching&lt;br /&gt;which means i cant last any longer in bus&lt;br /&gt;so, went home with xin yi since she also stay bedok&lt;br /&gt;then we talk a lot bout band and our course de stuff&lt;br /&gt;then reach home and ate&lt;br /&gt;think thats all ba&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wasted money..&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/7172597483690564240-3146534853464705943?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/3146534853464705943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=3146534853464705943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3146534853464705943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/3146534853464705943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/morning-woke-up-at-0750-and-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-989146965915712421</id><published>2009-07-05T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:40:57.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, now lets recap the day of ripieno concert&lt;br /&gt;morning wake up at 0723, the whole night was like damn freaking cold!!&lt;br /&gt;woke up a few times cause too cold!!&lt;br /&gt;abd the blanket was like so damn freaking small la!!&lt;br /&gt;so, woke up and well, stone for a while as usual then went to bathe, but dunno wht the water heater like not working like that&lt;br /&gt;so went to the next unit to bathe :)&lt;br /&gt;then change into my black concert pants and ripieno shirt.&lt;br /&gt;then went down to 7th floor yuli de unit to iron clothes&lt;br /&gt;then pack up everything and went VCH&lt;br /&gt;loong long process and then was the actual concert&lt;br /&gt;ok, my friends all did come, and well, got mistakes in pieces :(&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of mispitch&lt;br /&gt;my first performance with so many mispitch and (one good thing) ticket sales is full house :)&lt;br /&gt;well, at least the concert end smoothly, and my friends all very good, only see me perform(first half) then went off le.&lt;br /&gt;so, very sleepy and tired, so, i went to loft and then here i am lo&lt;br /&gt;thinking of what to next..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-989146965915712421?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/989146965915712421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=989146965915712421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/989146965915712421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/989146965915712421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-now-lets-recap-day-of-ripieno.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-2863770118923810623</id><published>2009-07-03T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:50:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm, had a day today&lt;br /&gt;morning took a lot of things woth me along&lt;br /&gt;even my dear pillow also bring ;)&lt;br /&gt;and then wna take bus 5, but the bus too many ppl, so in the end take cab there&lt;br /&gt;and i use nets to pay&lt;br /&gt;and went for basketball tml&lt;br /&gt;then, well, had basketball, followed by cats :)&lt;br /&gt;then meet jiahui to pass him tickets&lt;br /&gt;and then meet azri and go loft with him, had some admistration stuff and then unpack my things at the nicest view of the 4 units :)&lt;br /&gt;we chose lvl 8&lt;br /&gt;lvl 7 for girls and 9 for strings&lt;br /&gt;then slept at loft for like one hr plus, then ppl came&lt;br /&gt;and then slack and then went for lunch at mac&lt;br /&gt;then when i want to withdraw money de moment i notice something like fuck&lt;br /&gt;im broke... :(&lt;br /&gt;no money!&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;ok, then went to band room to polish and then back at loft again :)&lt;br /&gt;ya, and today i poo poo twice :(&lt;br /&gt;once in the morning the other in the night,, :(&lt;br /&gt;ok, think thats all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 HOURS TO RIPIENO CONCERT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JIAYOU!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-555728322004350732</id><published>2009-06-30T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:46:26.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! im back&lt;br /&gt;so, today was a long day&lt;br /&gt;ok, shall not say the details&lt;br /&gt;lets say the outcome&lt;br /&gt;bought a shirt and pants from G2000 for 95.50&lt;br /&gt;and belt from goldlion for 47&lt;br /&gt;and went shop shop a while with jiani and tampines 1&lt;br /&gt;went home and reached at like 8.40 and ate KFC that mummy bought for me&lt;br /&gt;and before mummy cam eto look at my clothes, i quickly take out the price tag and the receipts away before mummy cam ein&lt;br /&gt;but then she came in quite fast, and i forgot to take out the nets receipt and she saw my belt's value&lt;br /&gt;and started ... ... ... ... ... ... like what usual mummy would do&lt;br /&gt;luckily she never see everything&lt;br /&gt;if not i tell u i'll be dead meat&lt;br /&gt;ok, trying to upload photos now&lt;br /&gt;got 2 album need to upload&lt;br /&gt;the spores and the birthday celebration&lt;br /&gt;and well, think thats for all for today ba&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-555728322004350732?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/555728322004350732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=555728322004350732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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little wrong and wants to stay by myself alone for the day&lt;br /&gt;didnt really talk to my classmates much for today&lt;br /&gt;not because of my results that made me seems so emo, but because i just feel like i want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;dunno why&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got back 2 papers today&lt;br /&gt;got 33% for microbio and 93% for maths&lt;br /&gt;60% differences between the 2 modules CT paper&lt;br /&gt;ok, nothing much today&lt;br /&gt;and i officially sold 2 RIPIENO tickets&lt;br /&gt;left 2 for derrick&lt;br /&gt;and janet says she maybe will buy one for me&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont think there are anymore people to sell&lt;br /&gt;see first, maybe will have&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go G2000 factory outlet to buy my clothes for concert since the place is on my way home&lt;br /&gt;and well, jiani agrees to follow me to there tgt&lt;br /&gt;and well well well well, dont think there is anymore thing i wna say&lt;br /&gt;hope everything will be fine when i wake up tml&lt;br /&gt;think thats all for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from what i see, i think im suppose to be the idiot, and i think i should act like one, to blend into everything&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/7172597483690564240-1880865019063254745?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1880865019063254745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1880865019063254745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1880865019063254745'/><link rel='self' 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title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1911865027627787049</id><published>2009-06-28T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:17:59.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, im back to posting my third day of camp&lt;br /&gt;it was damn fun!! :D&lt;br /&gt;well, morning bout 0730 wake up, went to sleep until 8, then brush teeth and went down to eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;bread with kaya and milo :)&lt;br /&gt;then went for band practice,and luckily azri remind me to bring poker cards, if not will be damn bored&lt;br /&gt;so, went in for band&lt;br /&gt;first was orchestra, so we non orcheatra members have nothing to do, so our section went up to third floor for some games&lt;br /&gt;played poker, then went down for the band part&lt;br /&gt;after that was the strings part, so we band members were free&lt;br /&gt;gary said he was damn hungry so we went to makan place&lt;br /&gt;and everybody ate except me, cos i dont feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;so, after that a while gary and azri went up for the second orchestra part while i pei the others continue sitting there&lt;br /&gt;then was called to help out in the orcheatra part since one not here and gary going off at one&lt;br /&gt;so, well, sat there and played&lt;br /&gt;lots of wrong notes came out la (hehe) cos my sight reading sucks like hell&lt;br /&gt;(ya, bentoh after that said that trumpet out of tune, oops)&lt;br /&gt;ok, but the proces was fun la :)&lt;br /&gt;so, after that camp break lo!!&lt;br /&gt;but then i feel like eating, so i msg azri whether they wna go to mac&lt;br /&gt;so, waited for him&lt;br /&gt;he went club house later and apparently, serious matters happening in clubhouse and michelle was taking care of the bag alone and she also going with us&lt;br /&gt;so, me azri and kangrong sat down with her to play poker :)&lt;br /&gt;so, stayed there until like 6 something or 7&lt;br /&gt;and went to bukit timah plaza to eat KFC&lt;br /&gt;we ordered 2 bargain deals and 2 big cokes&lt;br /&gt;full ah&lt;br /&gt;then me and azri went to have a hair cut while the other 10 over ppl all at KFC eating&lt;br /&gt;then after the haircut we went to play pool!!&lt;br /&gt;10 over ppl for like 2hrs, 2 table&lt;br /&gt;well, although didnt win but not bad!&lt;br /&gt;got improvement :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, in the end, we only need to pay like 3.90 for the 2 hrs of fun and overall was not bad!&lt;br /&gt;and joshua said just 3 bucks can le&lt;br /&gt;so, after that went home, bathe and talk to parents before sleeping :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1911865027627787049?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1911865027627787049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1911865027627787049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1911865027627787049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1911865027627787049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-im-back-to-posting-my-third-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-301655849525474800</id><published>2009-06-27T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:26:48.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, lets start with morning. Met ppl at 12 for lunch. Had the same thing over and over again. Then went for band practice, then was the full rehearsal without the conductor cos the conductor couldnt make it. Then was dinner and continue with band practice. Not bad, the later part of today was quite slack. And well, learned and got back my sense of enjoyment in music. Actually also nothing much. The only something much is that gary told me here got bar, its called halo bar. So, after 10 went slacking and then bathe and play max. Then went with kang rong to the bar. Dunno what to order so ordered beer. Drank a mug and went back to my dorm. Feeling warm in my cheeks, but they arent really red. Ok, think thats about all, tata. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-301655849525474800?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/301655849525474800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=301655849525474800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/301655849525474800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/301655849525474800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-lets-start-with-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-7538792283734390654</id><published>2009-06-26T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:48:45.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, im using my phone to post online. Think i'll change my format of writing since its easier like this when using phone to type. I shall post about my first day of camp. Morning we were suppose meet at 9. But then drag until like 9.20 or what. Then we were split into groups. My group got quite a no of string players, with like 4 band de. Ok, so, had some ice breaker before heading to blk 18 to put our stuff. At first our room was small, then we changed into a big big room, so, left our things there and went down to play games again. We were told to merge with other groups since our group is small, so, played flour. Well, at first we were told to make the flour into dough then come out with our name using the dough. So, we poured water, but in the end cos the flour was tap-pi-yo-ker (ok sorry, i didnt manage to remember how to spell that) flour, the dough turn out to become semi solid. It feels solid when touch, but then when u put it in your hands, it sorta melted. Ya, wrong flour. In the end we abort the game and helped to clear up the mess we created. So, after that we were told to change into dirty clothes for dirty games, then i was like 'oh shit! I no dirty clothes!' cos we were not told to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, next para, we had lunch, and sectional before playing the dirty games. Sectional was ok la. Then playing dirty games i end up wearing black shirt and white pants! Luckily they put is flour, toothpaste and all those craps. Then played multi-captain's ball, and we end up throwing cabbage, egg(heng i never kena), oranges, banana, and the worst of all was the whole chicken! I think got 2 if im not wrong. I thought the chicken would be ok so i go pick it up, but then the chicken skin feel a bit.. Like.. Eee! Those kind, so i quickly throw to ppl. Luckily no mud no nothing. Then went to wash the chairs before bathing. Had dinner, and slack. Then had a movie session. 2hrs watch a horror movie, and some fun stuff while the movie is bluffing. :D ok, then was nightwalk, that time was like 12 midnight le. Not exactly a nightwalk thing, cos they sacred we sweat or whatever thing. Its more of treasure hunt la. So, went around the school lo. Then the thing finished at 3 something. So, went to eat supper. Kaya bread with hot milo. Then took my phone and wallet from craft (if i never spell wrongly, its suppose to be pronounce as this) then went up with azri. He said he dont wna stay at committee dorm cos too squeezy. So he came with us up. :) then played poker and max. :) max this game not bad, quite nice to play. :) azri thought me how to play. :) so, guai guai slept at 5, when all the lights really off, then cannot see anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my sleeping time, slept a while and wake up to see i too near to kang rong, then move move a little, then wake up see too near to azri, then move move. Then wake up again, too high, so move move, wake up again, too low, dont care la, as long as my head can rest well can le. :D this repeated for lots of time. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, morning wake up at 10 and stone there, cos thought 11 meet, but then its 12, so got time blog, think its all ba, see ya next time! Shall post more! Morning and tata! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-7538792283734390654?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/7538792283734390654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=7538792283734390654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7538792283734390654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/7538792283734390654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-im-using-my-phone-to-post-online.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-1378786055992131410</id><published>2009-06-24T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:05:21.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, now, shall post on today and ytd&lt;br /&gt;jiahui must be very happy to hear this, cos i just ate vegetarian just now&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, start with ytd&lt;br /&gt;ytd was my broke day, with no money in my pocket and bank&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to meeet reggie and joseph at ourspace&lt;br /&gt;and we waited for 45 mins for JB to come but we realise that he just woke up after 45 mins of waiting, so, ya&lt;br /&gt;ok, so discuss until halfway i saw jiahui then was yuli, we all 3 at the same place different seats doing projects with our friends&lt;br /&gt;ok, so after my project i feel very cold, so i went to library to wait for them&lt;br /&gt;and then we meet again and went to bus stop&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the ppl already fetch seartin from the airport le, so, they were at east point the time when we were at school de bus stop&lt;br /&gt;and they dont know where to go&lt;br /&gt;so, they finally decided to go kallang leisure&lt;br /&gt;so, took 154 and changed 985 and walk there&lt;br /&gt;apparently there's not much ppl there,  so, we went to arcade to look for them&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to eat the 'upsize satay' if im not wrong&lt;br /&gt;and then went wwalk here walk there and went to eat at the first floor de japanese restaurant&lt;br /&gt;and me, kaitat and kok shared 4 plates of pork and 1 plate of duck&lt;br /&gt;nice nice!!&lt;br /&gt;and they keep talking bout imba imba&lt;br /&gt;imba soup, imba sauce, imba pork&lt;br /&gt;and well, they 2 asked for the saseme sauce 2 times lo!!&lt;br /&gt;omg!!&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, i think i must say something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOUU KAITAT AND KELVIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of me they became so auntie and so singaporean&lt;br /&gt;cos i lend money from them&lt;br /&gt;and they also dont have much money, so, we practically became typical singaporean&lt;br /&gt;we ask fr more plain water (cos free flow) and more sauce, and more soup&lt;br /&gt;and practically everything that is free&lt;br /&gt;and the est thing is that the person counted one less plate of pork, so, in the end only like 26 something for 3 ppl&lt;br /&gt;andrina and jiani ate 46 i think&lt;br /&gt;and derricck they all also ate a lot, like 50 over&lt;br /&gt;and seartin and his bro confirm is eat the most de&lt;br /&gt;they ate 70something bucks&lt;br /&gt;ao, well, can imagine how budget ours is&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, i owe you 2 a big favour, i'll return u next time :)&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, we went arcade for the second time&lt;br /&gt;actually thought of watching movie, but then the transformers 2 for 2030 de is full&lt;br /&gt;and 2115 de is like left front row, so, never watch&lt;br /&gt;and so we went stadium there sit and slack&lt;br /&gt;talk talk and talk :D&lt;br /&gt;then, went home&lt;br /&gt;i went back kallang, old school there take bus, and went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning waken up by mummy and went to  buy things and food too&lt;br /&gt;so, thats about all ba,&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, again, THANKS KELVIN AND KAITAT!! :)&lt;br /&gt;tata~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-1378786055992131410?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/1378786055992131410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=1378786055992131410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1378786055992131410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/1378786055992131410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-now-shall-post-on-today-and-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7172597483690564240.post-8265794951793306248</id><published>2009-06-21T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:55:38.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i just saw my NP mail and saw the mail from dr charmaine&lt;br /&gt;the header of the mail was IMPORTANT - REGARDING COMMON TEST MARKS&lt;br /&gt;and the first sentence was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'I am sending this email to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; only a few of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; .'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the mid sentence was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;among the 10%  in class'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last sentence was &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will get your papers on the day we re-open, at the lecture, privately.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need some serious reflection and some head knocking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7172597483690564240-8265794951793306248?l=milkbottaping.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/feeds/8265794951793306248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7172597483690564240&amp;postID=8265794951793306248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8265794951793306248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7172597483690564240/posts/default/8265794951793306248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkbottaping.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-saw-my-np-mail-and-saw-mail-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Qiping</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JLNAmuOEyE8/SePujSoei6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/UYOaod25LBM/S220/13032009+Class+Outing+4.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
