<?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-1966447460002430065</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:35:00.414+08:00</updated><category term='Sunday 12 am'/><title type='text'>banana</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5156394182984198954</id><published>2010-02-23T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:38:38.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satellite Mind</title><content type='html'>Gonna live up to how I look when I'm not smiling. FUCK BLOGGER.  I'VE MOVED TO TUMBLR&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ripedbanana.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ripedbanana.tumblr.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5156394182984198954?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5156394182984198954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/02/satellite-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5156394182984198954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5156394182984198954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/02/satellite-mind.html' title='Satellite Mind'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5998924387714931165</id><published>2010-01-02T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:15:14.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class threethree '10 &lt;3</title><content type='html'>As i promised, my new year resolutions for 2010:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)  Become  smarter. (duh? get good grades, blahblah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)  Become more flexible. (in terms of splits,backbends and stuff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)  Save as much money as po$$ible! (To spend it in the end ofcourse.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) To inspire someone. (like in my dreams. but really, it'll be nice to. like it'll be cool if someone takes me as his/her role model.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) To stop worrying and eat like how a normal person does. (And I'm starting to eat like a pig! so that's a great achievement in the last few days of '09, i tell you!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) To find out what exactly I want to do in the future. (I've got no clue.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I've got like a lot more in my mind but I'd rather keep them to myself. And yes, I bought my Paramore concert tickets about a week ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I'm so sleepy right now because I didn't sleep AT ALL for 2 DAYS STRAIGHT. It's not that big of a deal..but since I'm turning into a pig, whatever. Do I make any sense? No, so i should sleep! NIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5998924387714931165?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5998924387714931165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/01/class-threethree-10-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5998924387714931165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5998924387714931165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/01/class-threethree-10-3.html' title='class threethree &apos;10 &lt;3'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-9145982015784514015</id><published>2010-01-01T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:05:56.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/1/'10</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOO LOOK AT THE DATE PLEASE!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back after a long hiatus and i know you're like so freaking happy now. Heeeeeeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 was somewhat awesome. but not as..(whatever, im too happy to think of a stupid word) as I  expected it to be. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR SCHOOL PLEASE. i sound so crazy saying that but whatever. Tell me if I should update this blog daily or weekly cuz i dont know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've no time to do a super long post with every shit inside so just check facebook/twitter for any happenings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN HAPPENING, I TELL YOU. kay why am i talking like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CUZ I NEED TO DANCE WITH EM NOW. CIAO~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-9145982015784514015?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9145982015784514015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/01/1110.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9145982015784514015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9145982015784514015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2010/01/1110.html' title='1/1/&apos;10'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7494258652688600264</id><published>2009-11-12T15:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:57:39.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always a mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WILL START FRESH NEXT YEAR &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Till then, have a great holiday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My advice: SHOP A LOT. SHOP SHOP SHOP. sing and dance.Exercise. and shop. and sing and dance. Exercise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Class chalet was BOOMZ. hehe. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;See you next year. or maybe end of this year..cus i wanna post my new year resolutions. I shall think of realistic ones. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;follow me on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ripedbanana"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ripedbanana"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;/  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?ref=profile&amp;amp;id=1219905318"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7494258652688600264?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7494258652688600264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7494258652688600264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7494258652688600264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-mystery.html' title='Always a mystery'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6856082860306017217</id><published>2009-10-30T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:44:39.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma Be</title><content type='html'>I'm sick.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - Be Yourself Day and shopping with the Caffeines at ION. And I bought my first pair (Okay, it isn't my first. I got my first first when I was about 4. I was bloody vain.) of heels! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Got back report card. Satisfied with results. But not that happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todayyyyyyyy(Friday) - Supposed movie marathon at Jee's house. But it turned out to be a freaking awesome dance-off. But we watched 'The House'. Freaky Thai movie. But some parts were just stupid. Hehe. Pictures in facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ate and ate and ate like there was no tomorrow. Like really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I ate pizzas, fried rice, Lay's potato chips, and God-knows-how-many chocolate cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally binged on the unhealthy stuff. But then I was like 'who cares?'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought I should probably just eat like a normal person-having junk food once in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I came back home at 6 pm and  started to work my ass off and burn the calories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post some of the pics here tomorrow. Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6856082860306017217?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6856082860306017217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/imma-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6856082860306017217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6856082860306017217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/imma-be.html' title='Imma Be'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2598244860657995279</id><published>2009-10-15T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:36:27.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing god</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;GOOD AFTERNOON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's gonna be boring -cleaning the house, running, and..i don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN'T WAIT FOR SUNDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye. Follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ripedbanana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1219905318&amp;amp;ref=profile"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;facebook&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or something. cuz blogger's shitty. It keeps closing my browser!&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/1966447460002430065-2598244860657995279?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2598244860657995279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-afternoon-todays-gonna-be-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2598244860657995279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2598244860657995279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-afternoon-todays-gonna-be-boring.html' title='playing god'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3899699985555908732</id><published>2009-10-14T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:21:08.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I (she)   make(s)  you high~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;* check facebook for pics. blogger keeps closing my browser. *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXAMS ARE OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long break ahead, so much fun ahead. muahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, exams were already over yesterday..cuz today was mother tongue, which is, WHATEVERRRRR. HEHE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YESTERDAY WAS AN AWESOME DAY @SANGEE'S PLACE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU DID FASHION RUNWAYS? WHEN YOU WERE 4?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay why am i typing in caps? But i gotta say, SHE'S GOT FUCKING NICE HEELS. and food. AND STEREO SET!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.E.P BABEH. Why am I talking like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH WAIT!! SHE'S GOT FUCKING D &amp;amp; G JEANS. AUTHENTIC ONES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine im gonna get mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When? Don't know. yayyy nebo/some woodlands estate area &amp;amp; night safari halloween parties coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough of the future ( if there's one. the earth might get destroyed tonight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could watch 500 DAYS OF SUMMER everyday and never get bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3899699985555908732?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3899699985555908732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-she-makes-you-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3899699985555908732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3899699985555908732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-she-makes-you-high.html' title='I (she)   make(s)  you high~'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6237725128156260015</id><published>2009-10-03T13:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:35:15.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric feel ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta rush geog rev. so I'm gonna make this quick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I vow not to talk anything about the exams. but if i have to, i will. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sis turned 18 yesterday. Finally, bitch's of the legal age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what was going on for the past few weeks. But the past few days - studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm like so..whatever here. Juts check fb for updates cuz i log in twice a day there for long periods of time. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye bye and good luck for your exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SsbiUODUEtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iw5-S1SN9vA/s400/7621_131037877290_733682290_2579459_5991902_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6237725128156260015?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6237725128156260015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/electric-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6237725128156260015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6237725128156260015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/10/electric-feel.html' title='Electric feel ~'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SsbiUODUEtI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iw5-S1SN9vA/s72-c/7621_131037877290_733682290_2579459_5991902_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5081339939040983228</id><published>2009-09-05T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:54:03.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vexed</title><content type='html'>Hello. I've got my results back. Everything's good except Math, which I failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's the one-week September hols. I've already started on my work. See dad? I'm disciplined. So shut the fuck up. I've got my things planned ahead and I'll try to stick to it :D. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm at my grandma's place now. Going swimming later~ yay cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5081339939040983228?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5081339939040983228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/09/vexed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5081339939040983228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5081339939040983228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/09/vexed.html' title='vexed'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-87887605428993869</id><published>2009-08-26T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:54:51.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, got it.</title><content type='html'>Have to blog this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JILLIAN, EXERCISE DOES HELP HUMAN BEINGS LOSE WEIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that magazine guy! He's tryna change our minds blahblah aya..I actually feel damn tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, must go exercise. I indulged in cookies again..5 this time (improvement..but still, FUCK my brain.) Oh and jacobs crackers. But i guess the jacobs stuff is okay. What's all this crap about gaining weight when dieting? Okay fine it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S  You guys are making me hate myself,really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-87887605428993869?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/87887605428993869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-got-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/87887605428993869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/87887605428993869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-got-it.html' title='okay, got it.'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4677959585470479225</id><published>2009-08-23T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:49:39.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's at it</title><content type='html'>Hey :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't stick to the blog-every-weekend plan last week. THEN I'LL BLOG TODAY. hahahaha. Last week..what happened? Oh yeah..went out with Dnesh and then went to Pancy's church with Sandra, and the Babas (but Amanda and Yoke Mun didn't come..so it's not exactly the Babas anymore but a few of them. Yesterday was Jee's bday party :). But i had to leave early cuz of the family outing. But anyway, pictures in FB. BECAUSE BLOGGER DOESN'T..blahblah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the junk food weekend for me. Oh man. Let's see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at jee's house - one slice of Hawaiian pizza, one sardine curry puff, potato chips(fuck), one chicken nugget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at my house- a portion of brownies and  5 choc cookies..or was it 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- 7 choc cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.m.g. My chances of reaching my goal of becoming as thin as the Katy Perry look-alike in 'Confessions of A Shopaholic' is as high as my chances of giving up my chocolate addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was super mad at me today. Cuz he got the phone bill and he screamed. Nah, kiddin. Okay..i sent 1900+ messages in the month of July. Oh god oh god oh god. My dad was like 'I'M GONNA GIVE UR LINE TO UR SIS'. But i was still half asleep then. Till I saw the bill for myself. But anyway, my lovey-dovey dad has decided to give me another month to prove to him that I'm under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY BROKE. okay not really..I've got 30 bucks in my piggy-bank. BUT WTF CAN I GET WITH 30 DOLLARS? NOTHING. So from todayyyyyyyyy..I'm gonna save. aka, diet. So i can hit2 birds with a stone-lose off the fucking calories gained this weekend and save money. hehe. WHO'S WITH ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry: ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bavani: YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been failing maths. And I've not been telling me parents. I didn't tell them about the financial arithmetic test and my ca2. If I do..they're gonna start back the tuition thing again. Yes, I cancelled tuition. Because Ho Kit's not in Singapore anymore. K no la..not cuz of that. Cuz it didn't seem to help me at all. Why am I talking about Maths? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4677959585470479225?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4677959585470479225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyones-at-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4677959585470479225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4677959585470479225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/everyones-at-it.html' title='Everyone&apos;s at it'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7275299347567658930</id><published>2009-08-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T13:35:01.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies and gentlemen, of the old west.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooooooo. Gotta say, the week was great. K, I've been saying that for the past 3 weeks consecutively already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anderson had NDC. Super fun. But 2/4's stall was damn pathetic. We earned about 20 sth bucks (without subtracting the amount spent for the prizes. haaahaaaaa. But, we're an awesome class. Can see from the pic we took! So nice. Went to watch 'Up' after that with Sandra, Yoke Mun, Lay Siew and Esther. The movie was damn funny. Plus all the funny stupid things that happened. Crapped around at the park near the drive thru mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family gathering! More of like a cousin gathering thing..cuz we kept running away. Another fun day. Stupid fucked up blogger only allows us to type stuff. So many pictures in my phone. So I might as well quit blogging soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going grandma's place later. Seriously, someone please give me some motivation to study for the upcoming tests (on tues). Like we have Science and Hist and Geog. :o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7275299347567658930?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7275299347567658930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/ladies-and-gentlemen-of-old-west.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7275299347567658930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7275299347567658930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/08/ladies-and-gentlemen-of-old-west.html' title='Ladies and gentlemen, of the old west.'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-18439699051280681</id><published>2009-07-31T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:14:59.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mannequin</title><content type='html'>Somehow I just feel the last 2 weeks were not so productive. Actually, I don't know. And I don't care. Let's see..yesterday was Haja's last day in Anderson sec. SO DAMN SAD. Let's give him some respect yeah? I love MR.Haja's camera man. Sandra and I were like tossing it around (hah, just kidding) and taking photos. Today's the last day of the week. I feel so sick. Finally, I'm going out on Sunday again. Whatever happened to blogger.. Can't even do anything but type boring shit like this. Give me something to do please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I get&lt;br /&gt;Closer to you&lt;br /&gt;When you keep&lt;br /&gt;It all on mute&lt;br /&gt;How will I know&lt;br /&gt;The right way&lt;br /&gt;To love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the queen&lt;br /&gt;At figuring out&lt;br /&gt;Beating down the man&lt;br /&gt;Is no work out&lt;br /&gt;But I have no clue&lt;br /&gt;How to get&lt;br /&gt;Through to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hit you&lt;br /&gt;Just to see&lt;br /&gt;If you cry&lt;br /&gt;I keep knocking on wood&lt;br /&gt;Hoping there's&lt;br /&gt;A real boy inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;You're just a mannequin&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could feel&lt;br /&gt;That my love is real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish&lt;br /&gt;I could just&lt;br /&gt;Turn you on&lt;br /&gt;But a battery in&lt;br /&gt;And make you talk&lt;br /&gt;Even pull&lt;br /&gt;A string for you&lt;br /&gt;To say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with you&lt;br /&gt;There is no guarantee&lt;br /&gt;Only expired warranty&lt;br /&gt;A bunch&lt;br /&gt;Of broken parts&lt;br /&gt;And I can't seem&lt;br /&gt;To find your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a fool&lt;br /&gt;Cause this one's&lt;br /&gt;Outta my hands&lt;br /&gt;I can't put you&lt;br /&gt;Back together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;You're just a Mannequin&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could feel&lt;br /&gt;That my love is real&lt;br /&gt;You're just a, a toy&lt;br /&gt;Could you ever be&lt;br /&gt;A real, real boy&lt;br /&gt;And understand&lt;br /&gt;But you're not a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh understand&lt;br /&gt;That you're not a man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-18439699051280681?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/18439699051280681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/mannequin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/18439699051280681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/18439699051280681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/mannequin.html' title='Mannequin'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5918347184190056829</id><published>2009-07-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:08:06.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cash out</title><content type='html'>Thanks to shittyblogger.com, my blog is turning wordy. And i fucking hate wordy blogs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway, quick updates for the week. Tuesday was an off-day for Anderson. Watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince with SA,YM,SALVIA,POTATO AND ESTHER. They're awesome. But i had to leave at like 3? cuz I had stupid math tuition. But I've got a super nice lovely math tutor whom my sister &lt;b&gt;seriously&lt;/b&gt; adores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea..can't remember what else happened in the week. But it was a great one. And super slack. Slack like anything. Thanks to Wisely :D. Oh..i gotta keep my mouth shut. But anyway, practically the whole school knows. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quick update: SANDRA AND I MARRIED IN FB. FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is going haywire. For my com and my gm's com. Dont know about yours. But I CAN'T UPLOAD A PIC OF THIS WEIRD COOL HOUSE I WANNA LIVE IN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5918347184190056829?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5918347184190056829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/cash-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5918347184190056829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5918347184190056829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/cash-out.html' title='Cash out'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3912458396718943276</id><published>2009-07-14T12:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:12:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lustre</title><content type='html'>Hello..I didn't go to school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I felt so horrible..like a pregnant lady. With the body aches, headache, fever, blocked nose etc. No, really. Had them all. But it's not H1N1 :). I'm almost perfectly fine today. So tomorrow I'm coming back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa was so nice to collect homework for me and she wanted to visit me. But it's kinda dangerous..might spread to others. Then I'll be the cause of everything. Like when I was in Primary 4, eleven students (including me) got chicken pox all because of a guy who came to school without realising the ugly bumps. Then we all had to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, GREAT NEWS. I went to the doctor just now. And 'cause I'm worrying about gaining weight and all that shit, I asked if I could check my weight. Guess how much I weighed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'll tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38 KG!!&lt;/strong&gt; So happy. But that's according to the manual weighing scale la..don't know if it's accurate or not. I don't know about the electronic one which Mr. Leong will weigh us with tomorrow. OH MY GOD. I can't exercise today :(. Maybe I can, but secretly. But I can't gain like 2 kg in a day right? I don't want to be 40. It's still an okay weight. But I want it to remain as 38. Okay, things to do today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tamil compo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start on Math uncompleted hw-the stupid practice exercises which waste so&lt;br /&gt;much time. (And I've got like a pile to do by Thurs. Have to do that to get at&lt;br /&gt;least some marks for file check on Thurs cuz I failed my Financial Arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;test. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start eating properly and follow the doc's 'rules' to improve immune&lt;br /&gt;system. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not worry about weight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try finishing most of the Math stuff by today so tomorrow wouldn't be so&lt;br /&gt;stressful. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick to the plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upload the pics taken with Sa on Sat asap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you in school :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3912458396718943276?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3912458396718943276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3912458396718943276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3912458396718943276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello_14.html' title='lustre'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3982333969107090408</id><published>2009-07-11T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:32:24.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybelline</title><content type='html'>I went out with dear Sa today, supposedly for the Cantemus concert. But it was like a disaster in process. Firstly, not many people were going. Then Yew Rong sent a msg saying that one of the performers got infected with the fucking H1NI virus thing and it was our choice whether we want to go or not. So we were like calling and msging everyone else and they were like 'I'm not going already'. We freaking wasted our time. Butttttt I was Sa, so everything was great. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Vivo. Cuz before that we didn't know where to go. Sa (and I, actually) wanted to start on the pile of math homework dued in a few days' time. We were like 'Should we go library? The National Library? How 'bout Star Bucks? How 'bout Changi Airport? How 'bout blahblah'. So we walked around aimlessly in Vivo..taking pictures with Sa's camera :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were like 'We gotta do our work!' in a minute and then we'd forget about that again the next minute. So we made up our minds and decided to go back home. It was really sad you know. Dress up so glam some more. Walau! K, so I went to grab a bar of milk chocolate from Candy Empire and then we headed home..or rather I headed home. Sa was going to the National Library to meet up with her sis and dad to do her work. We met Ryan on the way. I didn't realise his 'BANANA!' Then he shouted 'BAVANI!' really loud. And I was like   'Omg who's that?'    'OHHHHHH RYAN'. Alright, ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I WENT BACK HOME STRAIGHT. Okay la, I didn't. I walked around AMK hub, aimlessly again. Then I decided I should just grab a packet of Milo. I know, I know..I'm like typing the most boring-est and most unnecessary stuff ever now. Then I was so bored I even took a picture of myself in the lift when going back home :O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm spending the rest of my day reading fucking old magazines and listening to 'I gotta feeling' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'That tonight's gonna be a good night'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's not at home. Not fair. IT'S NOT FAIR. Lily Allen, you're so right. But you're talking about another thing. I'm talking about how my sister ages quickly. Maybe that's 'cause she's 4 years older than me. Actually, aging isn't a good thing. So what am I complaining for? 'Cause I'm obviously pissed at something. But I can't remember why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I remember. I'm pissed at myself. For like almost everything. Pissed at how much I fear gaining a kg or something..pissed at how much homework I have left. Especially for Math. And Ms Leow already vented her frustrations on us on Friday. It's like 10.19 pm now and I still have not taken my shower. Eww..I know. But  when I came back home at 6, I was really hungry. So I just changed and ate mee siam for dinner. And I was still hungry so I munched on 'munchy's' cookies. I love their cookies man. So yummy..though it's cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra and Dhurgha said I should wear dress more often 'cause they give me the illusion of being taller. Yea..maybe I should. You can't just wish you're taller and then be tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know something? I think wishes are really stupid. Stupid as anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA, really long post. Probably the longest post I've ever written in words. Alright..just a pic for today taken with my handphone cam. I'll post the pics taken with Sa's cam another day..after she sends me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la..I can't even upload one pic. Again. Blogger sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3982333969107090408?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3982333969107090408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybelline.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3982333969107090408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3982333969107090408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybelline.html' title='Maybelline'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1281478710619212416</id><published>2009-07-08T20:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:48:05.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby's always dancing ;)</title><content type='html'>This is a late post. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUTH DAY,MON- Went out with SANDRA AND DHURGHA to SHOP :DDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to watch a movie- ICE AGE 3. So funny man. We were laughing like crazy. And we finished this whole big 'bucket' of popcorn. mmmmmm. OH AND GUESS WHAT. I bought a dress :D:D And the 3 of us bought nice tops. Which came with a free beaded chain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356072256643401330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSXVviOBnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cwDYThz28qw/s400/DSC03073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356072482299330450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSXi4KyP5I/AAAAAAAAAMc/f2Z3_q9fgjs/s400/DSC03074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356072487998578786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSXjNZl4GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/atSNEKf-KgQ/s400/DSC03116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356073127489319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSYIbsEM4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/08ZBCTaw2LA/s400/DSC03078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I know I'm standing in a very awkward way. And you can't see the details of the dress in the picture D:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356074710105406066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSZkjZJOnI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hW7z6ewJxlc/s400/DSC03076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SA is hot!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356082987150769490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlShGVyifVI/AAAAAAAAAM8/er87iYgNrrA/s400/DSC03079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just like Lady Gaga :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356083100229578130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlShM7CoLZI/AAAAAAAAANE/aaIs5th0bfw/s400/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356083754810539122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlShzBi4_HI/AAAAAAAAANU/JmMaYBOSXlY/s400/DSC03090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                              Spot them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356083886826503954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSh6tV8vxI/AAAAAAAAANc/rZB-ILbF37Q/s400/DSC03098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT HOLS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1281478710619212416?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1281478710619212416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-babys-always-dancing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1281478710619212416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1281478710619212416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-babys-always-dancing.html' title='My baby&apos;s always dancing ;)'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SlSXVviOBnI/AAAAAAAAAMU/cwDYThz28qw/s72-c/DSC03073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8584824189607413122</id><published>2009-07-03T21:23:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:13:49.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smooth Criminal</title><content type='html'>HELLO. How are you today? Good? I AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted my ANTM post. The post which made me so frustrated because I badly wanted to cuztomize all the videos. And the com kept hanging. And in the end, I had to delete it. DOES ANYONE KNOW? Answer: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT, let's talk about today. Lessons were boring..so let's skip to the lunch part with Sandra, Yoke Mun, Sarah and Amanda. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Skip the following paragraph and start reading again from the paragraph after the one below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret eating hokkien mee in the afternoon because i was forced to eat so much just now for dinner. And I also ate during recess. And I didn't exercise for the day :O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so let's get back to lunch time. Oh! And i realised Sand, YM and me didn't finish our food. Cuz all of us were like interested in this dog ( which I was fucking afraid of but it looked really sad and hungry and I kinda pitied it.) YM went to buy dog food ( SHE'S A GREAT DOG-LOVER. SHE EVEN KNEW THE BREED OF THE DOG. SHE EVEN CALLED HER PARENTS TO ASK IF SHE COULD TAKE IT BACK HOME WITH HER. SHE EVEN CALLED THE SBCA OR WHATEVER THING FOR DOGS WITH SANDRA. So nice right?? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so they bought more food for the dog and I was like watching it eat from a distance. But it was really cute!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s445.photobucket.com/albums/qq175/bavani12/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02962-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq175/bavani12/DSC02962-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s445.photobucket.com/albums/qq175/bavani12/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02963-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i445.photobucket.com/albums/qq175/bavani12/DSC02963-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8584824189607413122?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8584824189607413122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8584824189607413122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8584824189607413122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='Smooth Criminal'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-235815382955334904</id><published>2009-06-16T00:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:43:46.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Til it was almost taken away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO. Weekend spent at aunt's pretty house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the form of pictures :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347588317420399522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZzPfDfK6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GOH2fhnead8/s400/DSC02614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, fugly toes got painted red by mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347588304869883298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZzOwTNfaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/b653mWZCEUM/s400/DSC02593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we baked cookies!!! Mom was like &lt;em&gt;'you're gonna be the head chef darling'&lt;/em&gt; blahblah whatever. She ending up bossing me around. But anyway, I handled the mixer stuff. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347588318230459778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZzPiEntYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/S6RXwbx7P_4/s400/DSC02621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347588322089968322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZzPwczIsI/AAAAAAAAAJs/wmtzW30NMTY/s400/DSC02622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks like vomit now...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590054289873538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ00lZcGoI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HxxxXExOBi4/s400/DSC02626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But then we mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed and mixed till it became a nice paste. Then we added the chocolate chips and almonds. SEE BELOW. A pretty picture. But that's not my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590057238312098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ00wYZtKI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QsIpXwYjH-Y/s400/DSC02627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and we didn't know how much we had to put onto the tray. So our very first batch of cookies turned out to become like these.. (fat and disgustingly yummy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590065215296386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ01OGQ04I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Di2T6u_ioDg/s400/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;2nd batch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347591584803569874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ2NrAVwNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/WI0HrWI3wkg/s400/DSC02629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our end product, yay!! But they were all given away :0 sorry dear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347590068556727746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ01ai7BcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9mShkEl6_XA/s400/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have a nice week :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347593556673054578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZ4AcyqR3I/AAAAAAAAAKk/ob6bVVyoODk/s400/DSC02633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-235815382955334904?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/235815382955334904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/til-it-was-almost-taken-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/235815382955334904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/235815382955334904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/til-it-was-almost-taken-away.html' title='&apos;Til it was almost taken away'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SjZzPfDfK6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/GOH2fhnead8/s72-c/DSC02614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5653123010838689751</id><published>2009-06-06T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:30:38.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The piece is gone</title><content type='html'>Hmm..i wish a day has more than 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June holidays won't be considered holidays. And thanks to dad's big mouth, Ho Kit's started giving me homework already. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happening&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5653123010838689751?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5653123010838689751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/piece-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5653123010838689751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5653123010838689751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/piece-is-gone.html' title='The piece is gone'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2303552793216790708</id><published>2009-06-05T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:36:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If that's the way it is</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech day..haha i look taller :) because of the heels. Without those, i'd be 'shorty' again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sip-TjpahXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8G4LkI1xHPw/s1600-h/81_225017_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222782280074610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sip-TjpahXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8G4LkI1xHPw/s400/81_225017_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later, byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2303552793216790708?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2303552793216790708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-everyone-i-wanna-be-skinny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2303552793216790708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2303552793216790708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-everyone-i-wanna-be-skinny.html' title='If that&apos;s the way it is'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sip-TjpahXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/8G4LkI1xHPw/s72-c/81_225017_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6928935170029167621</id><published>2009-05-23T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:11:50.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulips</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna MO tomorrow ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6928935170029167621?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6928935170029167621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/tulips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6928935170029167621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6928935170029167621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/tulips.html' title='Tulips'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2743470284123346269</id><published>2009-05-21T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:19:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday should be a holiday</title><content type='html'>I can't confide in anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  first thing you need in a healthy relationship - Trust. You lost your trust in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2743470284123346269?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2743470284123346269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday-should-be-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2743470284123346269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2743470284123346269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday-should-be-holiday.html' title='Everyday should be a holiday'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6050961143399617247</id><published>2009-05-18T22:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:47:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fake</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really really bad day today. But it's ending pretty well. okay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we should just fix things the easy way: &lt;em&gt;Talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but it's something that I can never do when you're around. &lt;em&gt;When we fight. When we're supposed to make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the day in school (without the problems) was &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;very &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; boring. Innovation and Entrepreneurship. Stuff that people like Neela would understand but not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the Marina Barrage thing. So interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go your house man. I've never been there before. I wonder how it's like. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy. Something to end the day with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happiness Is ... Being Old, Male and Republican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans grow happier as they age, surveys find. And a new Pew Research&lt;br /&gt;Center survey shows the tendency is holding up as the economy tanks.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a complex thing. Past studies have found that &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/happinessisbeingoldmaleandrepublican/32035346/SIG=11ueqrsb3/*http://www.livescience.com/culture/090126-happiness-gap.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is partly inherited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, that Republicans are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/happinessisbeingoldmaleandrepublican/32035346/SIG=1227l5n1r/*http://www.livescience.com/strangenews/060315_happiness_pew.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happier&lt;br /&gt;than Democrats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, and that old men tend to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/livescience/sc_livescience/storytext/happinessisbeingoldmaleandrepublican/32035346/SIG=11s27ssb5/*http://www.livescience.com/culture/080801-men-happier.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;happier&lt;br /&gt;than old women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/livescience/20090516/sc_livescience/happinessisbeingoldmaleandrepublican"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YAHOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6050961143399617247?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6050961143399617247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6050961143399617247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6050961143399617247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/fake.html' title='fake'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5675534888659645709</id><published>2009-05-14T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:17:11.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crossings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mid-year exams are freaking overrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335697543884659474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sgw0pXwrWxI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RYcwKVkKKws/s400/article-1172844-049D8498000005DC-134_224x444_popup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STEPHANIE NAUMOSKA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(1.8m-height of a MAN, 49 kg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her hip bones are sticking out. And she looks like she's arisen from the dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But see her hair!! So awesomely curly :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay gotta go find a new blogskin for baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5675534888659645709?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5675534888659645709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/crossings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5675534888659645709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5675534888659645709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/crossings.html' title='crossings'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sgw0pXwrWxI/AAAAAAAAAI8/RYcwKVkKKws/s72-c/article-1172844-049D8498000005DC-134_224x444_popup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1566876385031515998</id><published>2009-05-09T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:41:49.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgVPGS4Yj9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/R9pLmO1Bz9M/s1600-h/choc+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333756303256358866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgVPGS4Yj9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/R9pLmO1Bz9M/s400/choc+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgVO0viscwI/AAAAAAAAAIs/FiR0aIPEIRk/s1600-h/choc+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETHEART&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So you're 2 years older than me again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. Just that we didn't have enough time. 16th May is next week :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i updated facebook! *cheers for bananas*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1566876385031515998?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1566876385031515998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1566876385031515998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1566876385031515998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgVPGS4Yj9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/R9pLmO1Bz9M/s72-c/choc+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1708958770063795928</id><published>2009-05-08T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:24:28.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bootcamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgQ-owR0rAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eUB41t3-6UA/s1600-h/snobbishbanana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333456728588856322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgQ-owR0rAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eUB41t3-6UA/s400/snobbishbanana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLAMOUR.COM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How do you like your bananas? A shade of light green? Perfectly yellow?&lt;br /&gt;With just a few brown spot? Or totally brown? It's funny, if you ask around,&lt;br /&gt;you'll find that everyone has a pretty strong opinion about their banana&lt;br /&gt;preferences. One might be better for your weight loss efforts, however.&lt;br /&gt;Details...&lt;br /&gt;****I absolutely despise over-ripe bananas--or even bananas with&lt;br /&gt;a few brown spots. Ick! As soon as a little brown appears, the bananas get&lt;br /&gt;mashed up and put into muffins, pancakes--whatever--in my house. I don't know&lt;br /&gt;why, but mine have to be slightly green. It's a must!&lt;br /&gt;Well, according to&lt;br /&gt;some &lt;a href="http://www.ajcn.org/cgi/content/full/75/1/104"&gt;preliminary&lt;br /&gt;research&lt;/a&gt; in the past few years, scientists have had their eyes on green&lt;br /&gt;bananas. According to some, the greener the banana, the more resistant starch.&lt;br /&gt;What's that, you ask? It's a &lt;a href="http://www.prevention.com/cda/article/nature-s-fat-burning-breakthrough/296ca6b509787110VgnVCM20000012281eac____/news.voices/in.the.magazine/march.2008.issue"&gt;type&lt;br /&gt;of dietary fiber&lt;/a&gt; that plays a role in weight loss by helping the body burn&lt;br /&gt;fat and beat hunger.&lt;br /&gt;No, you don't have to gag down green bananas, but if&lt;br /&gt;you can stand a little green on them, you may be doing your body some&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="search site for content by Sarah Jio" href="http://www.glamour.com/contributors/sarah-jio"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sarah Jio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;__________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;WHOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The 1000000767868th reason why you should totally love bananas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW'S baby's birthdayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. This is a mini gift in advance for ya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333457924571713954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgQ_uXqW0aI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iUmiA_c6vGA/s400/birthday_cake_4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Multiply the number of candles by two! so you'll get like 16 candles :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1708958770063795928?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1708958770063795928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/bootcamp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1708958770063795928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1708958770063795928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/bootcamp.html' title='bootcamp'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SgQ-owR0rAI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eUB41t3-6UA/s72-c/snobbishbanana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6824609681937801923</id><published>2009-05-03T11:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:23:36.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>platform</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0XS2SoDHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/EihqBDlbPvg/s1600-h/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0W9uq1lJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0I7xcSFhK7g/s1600-h/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331442104568012642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WWM9WX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nae88atsfGI/s400/DSC01671.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Fatin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WWFI3sTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0V3aNF3kpkQ/s1600-h/17042009171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331442102468849970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WWFI3sTI/AAAAAAAAAHk/0V3aNF3kpkQ/s400/17042009171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aruna :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331442115652774402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WW2QKagI/AAAAAAAAAIE/OfRxlznVDy4/s400/P17-04-09_17.30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelicia!!! wooooooooooooo &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;super sops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WWfnZaZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9NH_xGa4x5k/s1600-h/DSC02167.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very very late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;6 more days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6824609681937801923?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6824609681937801923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/platform.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6824609681937801923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6824609681937801923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/05/platform.html' title='platform'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/Sf0WWM9WX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nae88atsfGI/s72-c/DSC01671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8486898219403959097</id><published>2009-04-24T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:30:34.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Banana Song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I only like the chorus haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 292px; HEIGHT: 268px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFFH8DaOHQg&amp;amp;hl=" width="292" height="268" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;rel=" border="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8486898219403959097?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8486898219403959097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/04/banana-song-i-only-like-chorus-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8486898219403959097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8486898219403959097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/04/banana-song-i-only-like-chorus-haha.html' title='All hail'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-604525759655735470</id><published>2009-04-22T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:32:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont care about clever. i dont care about funny</title><content type='html'>So my com's finally fixed. This blog is NOT dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Anderson Choir got GOLD WITH HONOURS&lt;/span&gt;! yay!! wooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th March ( 11 months :) but i forgot. and im sorry dear. )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dawn&lt;/em&gt; was like seriously in tune. But &lt;em&gt;Jap Game&lt;/em&gt; was sharp. And to me, &lt;em&gt;White Horses&lt;/em&gt; was kinda soft. But Sharmini said the dynamics were good. awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like we had to wait for 6 hours for the results but i was with _________ so the day was good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at like around 6.30, Huda was like &lt;em&gt;'Khairul says Anderson Gold with Honours'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And we were like '&lt;em&gt;huh&lt;/em&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;And Huda was like &lt;em&gt;'Gold with Honours&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;And then YOU KNOW - all the wooo screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th March&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speech Day..nothing much to do with me. Prize-winning and choir performance. But ________ sneaked in and watched me all the time :) sweet baby. oh and the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;!!!! and our very first dinner together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pictures another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-604525759655735470?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/604525759655735470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-care-about-clever-i-dont-care.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/604525759655735470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/604525759655735470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-care-about-clever-i-dont-care.html' title='i dont care about clever. i dont care about funny'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6355944335404921313</id><published>2009-03-07T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:18:15.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;bavani the asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still don't get fauvism. fauvism paintings are like..ordinary paintings. and some don't even have exaggerated colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today sucked and still sucks. I'm not going to forgive myself for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma came back from NZ and we surprised her. haha cute. i love old people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6355944335404921313?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6355944335404921313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/03/bitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6355944335404921313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6355944335404921313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/03/bitter.html' title='bitter'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2810193095347471482</id><published>2009-02-19T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:06:40.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no</title><content type='html'>this is so not what i wanted. im not even angry. u wanna know what i do everyday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2810193095347471482?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2810193095347471482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2810193095347471482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2810193095347471482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/no.html' title='no'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3379805365662249398</id><published>2009-02-06T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:03:53.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>circle</title><content type='html'>Hello. I need someone to talk to. Like someone who's actually been through this. How do i say it? I can't. Cuz im scared. I cannot lah. Im not mean. but FUCK, im a horrible bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3379805365662249398?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3379805365662249398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/circle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3379805365662249398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3379805365662249398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/02/circle.html' title='circle'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7236507078755134882</id><published>2009-01-09T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T22:54:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rose</title><content type='html'>FUCKING CUMMM. essay on WHY I LOVE READING. hahahahahahaahhahahaahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to make up for my loss of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry. Why don't you count the number of times I cry every week too? I CRY EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY.  I've been crying for more than 2 fucking hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7236507078755134882?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7236507078755134882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/01/fucking-cummm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7236507078755134882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7236507078755134882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2009/01/fucking-cummm.html' title='rose'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8727852119959643283</id><published>2008-12-31T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:27:19.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting on the fence</title><content type='html'>HELLO. Today was like the first time i went out with GLORIA for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria and some other i-don't-know-their-names people.Okay so i was like the only under-15-year-old and the rest looked old..except for my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayathri's restaurant SUCKS. Their service sucks like hell. We waved that stand with the buttons which never work. No, actually they do but the brains of the waiters never do. ASSHOLES. And then one of them went like 'kids, thanks for making us run around with your orders.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH HELLO? We're the reason why you're getting paid, shitheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! I thought Gloria's friend was Kelly Rowland. And i was like 'O M G    KELLY ROWLAND' but then i found out that her name's Gayathri but she seriously looks like Kelly Rowland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why people walk on the cycling path when there's like a pavement beside them? Oh yeah. Another asshole crashed into me when riding a bike. And he didn't say sorry? i was like 'FUCK YOU, FUCKTARD'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay no lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;. No, i don't have any resolutions so don't come around asking. It's depressing if you don't fulfil them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8727852119959643283?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8727852119959643283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/sitting-on-fence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8727852119959643283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8727852119959643283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/sitting-on-fence.html' title='sitting on the fence'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4858521933206744949</id><published>2008-12-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:38:56.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;HELLO. Langkawi's awesome. This is probably gonna be my longest post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we'll start off with a horrible shot of my parents after touching touching down at Langkawi's airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282262055772390466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5dWmTWhEI/AAAAAAAAACc/pMCscvFTHZk/s320/DSC00472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B O R I N G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282262408015577586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5drGgrAfI/AAAAAAAAACk/UrRrU8adjWA/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We checked in at Bayview Hotel. We got the hillside view. It sucks. You can't see any beach D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282264186419454546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5fSnlMolI/AAAAAAAAACs/iAbRZujXBII/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was like already 6 pm. We couldn't really do anything. So the first day was pretty much boring. Oh yeah. I loved the toilet. Especially the bath tub..though i didn't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282265001862194658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5gCFV5ZeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/BDDJ9Iir5-U/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very first fish in Langkawi. Ignore my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282265631184515122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5gmtwB8DI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SQfyN_opfsA/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;! Ah. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SNORKELLING!!&lt;/span&gt; okay. So we woke up at like 6 am, went to the jetty and hopped into a big boat. It took like 45 min to get to another island. Then the guys were like going on about scuba diving and how to handle the snorkelling equipment and stuff. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SNORKELLING!!&lt;/span&gt; I swear i looked like a dumb ass. We couldn't go far though. Stupid fish. They bit me like all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5mDK90-cI/AAAAAAAAADE/jHdzs6gCNsc/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282271617621490114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5mDK90-cI/AAAAAAAAADE/jHdzs6gCNsc/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5mVDvqGrI/AAAAAAAAADM/x5NJNXr1qjA/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282271924920654514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5mVDvqGrI/AAAAAAAAADM/x5NJNXr1qjA/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The legs you see are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We look so weird. This was before we went to snorkel. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282272448325223234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5mzhlCA0I/AAAAAAAAADU/kE9o8olX4lk/s320/DSC00511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's my hot dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282273214694581170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5ngIhuY7I/AAAAAAAAADc/0kFY6mWpxrA/s320/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we were having lunch, the divers brought in the big baby sharks. We fed them from on top and they were real close to the shore. The toilets near the beach were fucking disgusting. Someone puked in the toilet bowl and it overflowed with vomit. &lt;strong&gt;eeeeeeeeew&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh and the showers had like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;salt water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; coming out of them. They probably used the water from the sea. AAAAND I got my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; after that. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I look old..like a middle-aged woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282276860844939730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5q0XftmdI/AAAAAAAAADk/spU95Zi4S6s/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282277658701709186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5rizvlv4I/AAAAAAAAADs/RoU45M5_hA0/s320/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to this pasamalam at night. They had the best satay I've ever tasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;. We woke up at like 6.30 am, went to the jety and hopped into a small private boat. First we went to the bat cave. It was afternoon..so the bats were asleep. Stupid dad went to wake a few of them up by making noise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5sivZ22DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IG4CewdP2mU/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282278757048440882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5sivZ22DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IG4CewdP2mU/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5s0sjJYDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d77CHA1syXU/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282279065519743026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5s0sjJYDI/AAAAAAAAAD8/d77CHA1syXU/s320/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My phone has no flash. You can't see the bats. They're the black dots. The light comes from the torch light. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5tT46pzsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lDqwsvVNr00/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282279601415507650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5tT46pzsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lDqwsvVNr00/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5tqak247I/AAAAAAAAAEM/lIWZftcGqog/s1600-h/DSC00573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282279988408017842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5tqak247I/AAAAAAAAAEM/lIWZftcGqog/s320/DSC00573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The floating fishfarm was boring. I hate live fish. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU8-cVcX7iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cTRtdCnydDE/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282509544442293794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU8-cVcX7iI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cTRtdCnydDE/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sea was like freaking rough. The boat was like practically rocking left right front back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282509994181429234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU8-2g2ih_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/J-_HtWX4DNw/s320/DSC00617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is at another island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU8_iujQEAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HM3SKd-Bmew/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510753772867586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU8_iujQEAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HM3SKd-Bmew/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9APuiei3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ms3JC0uIHV4/s1600-h/DSC00632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282511526863735666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9APuiei3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ms3JC0uIHV4/s320/DSC00632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way to Langkawi Bird Park.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9BkJjSXQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fiypQV0Mtlg/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282512977223900418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9BkJjSXQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fiypQV0Mtlg/s320/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fed this bird!! It's so cute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282513884085332562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9CY735qlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-wBCqnY15BA/s320/DSC00680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I look like ass with the flamingos.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282513881059334450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9CYwmcmTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/z4MwhhNPTeE/s320/DSC00685.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay so i was supposed to hold that tiny eagle beside me but like i didn't want to. The huge one almost poked my dad's eye..if you're wondering why he's face is screwed up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282513887249741506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU9CZHqWtsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aX--cTW2K0c/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next was the croc farm where it's got the biggest and fattest crocodile I've ever seen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283000533262606354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD8_pVRIBI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Ufo9nZCUcec/s320/DSC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Croc farm was really boring. Except the deformed crocs. Some of them had no tails. Oh and I saw one with the tail and one of its legs attached together. poor stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Langkawi cablecar ride's the scariest cablecar ride I've ever been to. Fucking high. Peak of the mountain :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002117265908946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD-b2NFZNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nu4Gm_4_N0U/s320/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002131804338642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD-csXUOdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EhbP1fCZ8fQ/s320/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002122734116770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD-cKkzn6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/Pcro2uksyG0/s320/DSC00816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002123674077378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD-cOE6SMI/AAAAAAAAAGk/-H85DRXYwkk/s320/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283002127964120978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVD-ceDvJ5I/AAAAAAAAAG0/N1kFjnCcqG4/s320/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283005442579749138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVEBdZ9r2RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/KfBAElq4Qlk/s320/DSC00829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;see? fucking highhhhhhhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was pretty boring. Dad rented a car and we drove to Langkawi's Underwater World. Boring. Here's my favourite fish :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283006951670022626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVEC1Pw2AeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/T60YysSg5I0/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My waxed hand!! They should do this in Singapore.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283006956142497730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVEC1gbKj8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/MHKtCo1uKtw/s320/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Snake farm-b o r i n g. Kinda scary actually. The venom-spitting snakes aren't surrounded by glass but by the metal fence thing. In other words, &lt;em&gt;if they spit at you, you die&lt;/em&gt;. I love this shot. It's like the snake's biting him. Stupid phone. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283006963862365458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SVEC19LuZRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/k5NsAGEsbSw/s320/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's it. One more week to school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4858521933206744949?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4858521933206744949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-on-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4858521933206744949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4858521933206744949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/check-on-it.html' title='Check on it'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SU5dWmTWhEI/AAAAAAAAACc/pMCscvFTHZk/s72-c/DSC00472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-425011123100261134</id><published>2008-12-16T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:24:16.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiwi</title><content type='html'>im going to langkawi later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;cheeeeeer up.  5 days will go by real fast. then we get to meet on&lt;br /&gt;wednesday :D and on other days. and we'll spend time together till school&lt;br /&gt;starts.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;next will be a long one &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-425011123100261134?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/425011123100261134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/kiwi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/425011123100261134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/425011123100261134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/kiwi.html' title='kiwi'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5487200734769535440</id><published>2008-12-15T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:57:04.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superhuman</title><content type='html'>im going langkawi tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt;. i can say sorry a thousand times but it probably wouldn't mean anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my sister, the bag is like 10kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come i don't feel excited? it's my second time on the plane. funny. i was never scared, though i have a fear of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't bitch about anything D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5487200734769535440?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5487200734769535440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/superhuman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5487200734769535440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5487200734769535440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/superhuman.html' title='superhuman'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5969914087194983939</id><published>2008-12-07T15:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:35:33.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end has no end</title><content type='html'>Hello. Guess what? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;veryveryveryveryveryveryvery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;veryveryveryveryveryveryvery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;veryveryveryveryveryveryvery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;veryveryveryveryveryveryvery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to wash my uncle's car with my cousin bro just now. There is a reason why I had to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276952771887411602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuAlmjcsZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DEMAANuUyP0/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TADA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; the fire hose reel.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuA9MJpZuI/AAAAAAAAACU/sGREHv5srw0/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276952878936200594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuAr1V3lZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QjYBjyg10rU/s320/DSC00228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276952682844727090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuAga2BJzI/AAAAAAAAABs/rtPeKGFkUbI/s320/DSC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276952978415494834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuAxn7lJrI/AAAAAAAAACE/W76wARg6Kpk/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276953069116074498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuA250SKgI/AAAAAAAAACM/qldMIQR_F50/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276953177116731106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuA9MJpZuI/AAAAAAAAACU/sGREHv5srw0/s320/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, yeah. Someone saw us and we had to drive the car to the stupid road near the state land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 years, i just got to know that 2 of my uncles celebrate their birthdays on the same dates. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also means &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be going swimming later on. though i see no relevance. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;, gosh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5969914087194983939?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5969914087194983939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-has-no-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5969914087194983939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5969914087194983939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-has-no-end.html' title='the end has no end'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STuAlmjcsZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DEMAANuUyP0/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1102028053156105846</id><published>2008-12-04T21:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:34:45.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohoh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;caffeines outing :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STffCYiNI2I/AAAAAAAAABM/OMnk8Ds5zHc/s1600-h/sandrastampsbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275930720526476130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STffCYiNI2I/AAAAAAAAABM/OMnk8Ds5zHc/s320/sandrastampsbag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sandra's new bag! That's stupid bavani below. It's not only me who stole jee's drink, sandra :D why does my nose look super flat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275939659109961282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STfnKrWlDkI/AAAAAAAAABk/qjxt7I2HcAU/s320/Medrinkingjeecoke" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275931670691572258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STff5sLN6iI/AAAAAAAAABc/g9ky9CI8wrg/s320/jeecar" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;credits to sand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://naards.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;naards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatmythongs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eatmythongs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY KELONG TRIP IS CANCELLED :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1102028053156105846?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1102028053156105846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1102028053156105846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1102028053156105846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohoh.html' title='ohoh'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STffCYiNI2I/AAAAAAAAABM/OMnk8Ds5zHc/s72-c/sandrastampsbag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7004581998967761454</id><published>2008-11-29T17:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:02:30.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>private party</title><content type='html'>9 days of not blogging.hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY ANDSS WON &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;GOLD&lt;/span&gt;. a fake gold :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we sucked on thursday. so i guess it wasn't so bad today after all. It's kinda lucky that we're not going to Bratislava. We sound like ass when next to st. nicholas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOOK AT THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274447490923800322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STKaDDr2pwI/AAAAAAAAABE/XVw15TOii-o/s320/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The above is one of the cutest things I found yesterday at dinesh's birthday party. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is one more (slightly older) but she won't be in my 'cute things' list because she was violent towards me. I didn't do anything :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so confused yesterday. I didn't know which baby belonged to which couple. Back to the baby. That head looks like a tomato!!! It kept smiling...AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEE. haha kidding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7004581998967761454?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7004581998967761454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/private-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7004581998967761454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7004581998967761454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/private-party.html' title='private party'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/STKaDDr2pwI/AAAAAAAAABE/XVw15TOii-o/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1940477888170263151</id><published>2008-11-19T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T09:54:30.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like glue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th nov 2008 tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;caffeines outing at sandra's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cycling around the estate again. but we went to the state land. which was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; and people can use it for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th nov 2008 wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with atiqa today.crazy biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we went causeway point for lunch. then we went to fareast. i looked for a tote. and i found this awesome cassette tote at 45 bucks. i decided to look around and search for cheaper totes and come back if there weren't any. but when we came back, the shop closed.&lt;br /&gt;:( how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was raining. when running, atiqa splashed water on a business woman and she went like 'EH!!'. too bad for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and so much news about mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1940477888170263151?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1940477888170263151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-glue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1940477888170263151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1940477888170263151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/like-glue.html' title='like glue'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3349784950712900628</id><published>2008-11-17T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:19:00.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Be Burnin</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;HELLO. I'm Beverly a.k.a Bimbo. I seriously don't know why people call me bimbo LIKE all the time. i feel so...sooo...HAPPY. yes, im blonde butbut like, im such a smart ass!!! i got like 2nd in class with a freaking score of like 2/100. Awesome. Guess what? I'm like officially the president of the bimbo club and i'm like so0ooooooo0o hot. like, totally hot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Beverly a.k.a Bimbo is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;. If you want an example of a bitch, look at Beverly. Oh wait, she's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;. Hello? If someone thinks i'm a bimbo...that person's a loser. get it? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l o s e r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(pronunciation: loooozirrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i've got haters. Am I that popular? hahahhaha funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD HASN'T ORDERED NEW SPECS YET. I've been asking for it since like, last year. But he keeps forgetting...or maybe he's just pretending, as always. I tend to forget about it after a minute or so of complaining. so, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know..I DON'T SEEM TO BE GROWING. I'm cursed with a height of less than 150 cm. I'm turning 14 in about 3 months(?). I can't do math at night. Whoever said that girls stop growing after 3 years from the the first day they get their menstruation, &lt;strong&gt;go fuck yourselves&lt;/strong&gt;. I've got doubts. Tiff still grows even after the stupid 3 years period..to some size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I complaining again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Short people are awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Short is hot.It even rhymes! They, uh, get unwanted attention from pervs (okay,fine. That's not a good thing.) They're cute. They live longer.They...go read one of my previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;Why does my family bother so much anyway? It's not like they're tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3349784950712900628?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3349784950712900628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/webeburning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3349784950712900628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3349784950712900628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/webeburning.html' title='We Be Burnin'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-746288192769074707</id><published>2008-11-12T22:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:27:18.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you pms like a bitch</title><content type='html'>MY EYE BAGS HAVE GOTTEN WORSE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep during the hols. I talked to dad about this and he explained to me about how psychology plays a part in this. whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I need :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SRrvlCECnLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MJJgHUcgsUo/s1600-h/pd_Deep_Sleep_Peaceful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267786133651233970" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SRrvlCECnLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MJJgHUcgsUo/s320/pd_Deep_Sleep_Peaceful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep Sleep Peaceful Body Moisturiser&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebodyshop.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Body Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've got no moneyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, dad finally bought the 42 inch Hitachi Plasma Flat Screen and a new fridge. The fridge is big. It also means we can store more chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to rant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, people with obsessive compulsive disorder ( OCD ) are really annoying. So what if they inherited it from their whoever? They seriously got to train their minds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad checks the entire house thrice before he goes to sleep. At 3 a.m, he wakes up ( he doesn't sleep actually) and checks everything all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This, he passed on to my sister, who brags about suffering from OCD. Like who gives a shit? It simply annoys people. It seriously does &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make you popular, if that's your intention. She checks her &lt;strong&gt;fugly&lt;/strong&gt; cupboard which she bothered to decorate with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gayest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; postcards ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i accidentally hit it once or twice, she goes like ' NA BEI DONT TOUCH MY CUPBOARD'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and guess what. Her cupboard's way smaller than mine. I can hide my beautiful straightener inside, together with the straightening products, school books and bags and blahblah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tell you what she has in her cupboard: Harry Potter books (GAY. okay, not really. But I've only read The Goblet Of Fire. I could have died at the beginning.) Her yellow Nike watch. Her stupid kiddy 'First Aid Kit' which she's been keeping since primary..3??) What other shit? I don't know. I'll go explore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks her cupboard would be destroyed when someone hits it. Stupid and gay right? Her barbarian name suits her &lt;em&gt;lor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, she even mentioned once that if a natural disaster or anything that'll have to make us evacuate the house strikes, the first thing she'd do is take all her harry potter books and flee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUPID. LIKE REAL. A few years ago, I got lost and my family was driving around searching for me cuz they were supposed to pick me up from the swimming pool complex. My mom said sis'face was pale. HAH. This shows she actually worries for me&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-746288192769074707?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/746288192769074707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-pms-like-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/746288192769074707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/746288192769074707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-pms-like-bitch.html' title='you pms like a bitch'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SRrvlCECnLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MJJgHUcgsUo/s72-c/pd_Deep_Sleep_Peaceful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3411588890753680534</id><published>2008-11-07T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:05:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rightnow</title><content type='html'>ah im supposed to be on bed. just a minute,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT THE STRAIGHTENER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FUCKING CHEAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;goodie nightie to my beautiful straightener&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3411588890753680534?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3411588890753680534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/rightnow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3411588890753680534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3411588890753680534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/rightnow.html' title='rightnow'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-720626209104552506</id><published>2008-11-05T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:03:08.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ringthealarm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Woo! Obama-America's first black president!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my money on all those products when i could just get a fucking straightener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Straighteners cost only like about 20 bucks, like seriously. in watsons. they're like so cheap! go get them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riiiight. Stupid straighteners cost above 50 bucks in watsons. Good quality though. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunsilk straight and silky lotion [Watsons] -$3.90 (haha, CHEAP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Straight styling gel in a cube [Guardian]-$6.90 ( useless, but smells fruity )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Straightening balm [The Body Shop] -$20.90 ( 150 ml? the bottle's gonna be empty real soon. Blow-drying involved D: )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some motivation for me : &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Go ba! Get the fucking straightener from Watsons - the last thing you'd spend on during the hols :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-720626209104552506?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/720626209104552506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/woo-obama-americas-first-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/720626209104552506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/720626209104552506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/woo-obama-americas-first-black.html' title='ringthealarm'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8216154504358355390</id><published>2008-11-02T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:26:34.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something I don't need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/hello" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 172px" height="310" alt="Hello Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr44/Pooh27/Hello/hello.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back from aunt's house. i could have died. like seriously. there was NO computer cuz it got shifted to grandma's house. they think by doing that, i would go to grandmama's house every weekend. i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so it wasn't thaaaaaaat boring. i laughed. like a lot. cuz my aunt kept like, hundreds of albums which contained photos of all of us when young. yeah, i got to find out what a pretty jealous kid i was. but i was cute :D hahaha. laugh along, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, sandra uploaded the one and only picture we took during halloween night. click - &lt;a href="http://naards.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;naards.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8216154504358355390?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8216154504358355390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/h-el-l-o-im-back-from-aunts-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8216154504358355390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8216154504358355390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/h-el-l-o-im-back-from-aunts-house.html' title='something I don&apos;t need'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr44/Pooh27/Hello/th_hello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2592946519618999519</id><published>2008-11-01T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:59:25.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/halloween" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i202.photobucket.com/albums/aa270/matt_and_clares_mom/halloween.gif" border="0" alt="halloween Pictures, Images and Photos"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choir ended half an hour late. sandra and I had to rush off to get her mask and have dinner, all in 30 min or so. and bathe/get ready in 10 min. went to NYP for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;stage arts halloween night '08&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mind you, it's stage arts - drama. so it's like, drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO we had to go through this passage to get to the room. sandra and i were one of the first :D yeah, so i went all screaming. i don't like shocking stuff, like seriously. pochongs, pontianaks..haha halloween ? but anywayyyyyyyyyyyyy tha drama performances were nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Awards Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met sheila in person!!! ok whatever. my sis looked hot. BECAUSE she got her hair straightened. with a straightener. a non-liquidified straightener. whatever. andand she played the investigator. surprisingly, she didn't forget her lines. she didn't laugh either. wow&lt;br /&gt;Amin played britney spears!!! &lt;strong&gt;His&lt;/strong&gt; part was the funniest. yeah, but it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Year 3s' performance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, they're great stand-out comedians. i finally saw how anjana looked like. she played the role of a blonde in her TV show. the worst thing that could ever happen to her-her mascara got smudged. saad.. then there was mr mudd, who got raped by a minak (amazon forest?haha) and who wrote a book 'Raped. So what?'. oh! the pole dancer who pole danced till she(&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt;) lost control. yea and the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Vampires &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long. kinda boring. but sweet. and the vampires were hot. because all vampires are hot. like my rockstar vampire in Facebook. but im losing.&lt;br /&gt;then there's the dance floooorrrr. sandra had to go. and my sis thought we had to go also. followed sandra to the taxi stand. dad called and told us we could stay longer :D hanaffi sounds like a fun name right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2592946519618999519?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2592946519618999519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2592946519618999519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2592946519618999519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='halloween'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-9105605354560241115</id><published>2008-10-29T21:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:32:03.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summarised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;movie day at jee's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pride and prejudice (boring)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;freedom writers (nice!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i bought a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hair straightening balm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the body shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SQiAf-i61uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qb2GDeopFs4/s1600-h/pd_macadamia_straightening_balm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262597451436185314" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SQiAf-i61uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qb2GDeopFs4/s320/pd_macadamia_straightening_balm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebodyshop.com.sg/"&gt;http://www.thebodyshop.com.sg/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND i finally got my halloween costume! a witch. yay. rented the hat and the cloak (which seems to be very huge)&lt;br /&gt;friday, nyp halloween night. look out for pics :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://naards.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;naards.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://eatmythongs.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;eatmythongs.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://k-a-c-h-i-n-g.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;k-a-c-h-i-n-g.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-9105605354560241115?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9105605354560241115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/summarised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9105605354560241115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9105605354560241115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/summarised.html' title='summarised'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SQiAf-i61uI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qb2GDeopFs4/s72-c/pd_macadamia_straightening_balm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5948407909242861914</id><published>2008-10-28T14:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:36:45.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heredity, people, HEREDITY</title><content type='html'>for those of you who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know, yesterday was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;deepavali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;funnn&lt;/span&gt;. not at the first part, when dad's colleagues came and talked about &lt;u&gt;work&lt;/u&gt;. (1-3 p.m)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3p.m - A distant relative of mine walks into my house without saying anything and sleeps in my grandma's room. (he's freaky)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ravi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thiban&lt;/span&gt; came around 4. which was surprising. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they usually come around 9 on special occasions. but they started playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; songs which really pissed me off. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thiban&lt;/span&gt; started to sing with his ever annoying, cracked voice. oh and then he was forced to wear the kind of shirts which every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;anjadi&lt;/span&gt; (ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sandra&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; . oh! ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jillian&lt;/span&gt; for the pronunciation :D) wears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; p.m-relatives and some of dad's friends arrive. The distant relative of mine walks out and comes back in mysteriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;9 p.m- ARRIVAL OF UNCLE JOHN! AUNT TINA, TIFFANY AND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;REBECCA&lt;/span&gt;. sounds grand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yeah. probably 4 or 5 years since we last met them. hot parents=hot daughters. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;les&lt;/span&gt;) uncle john remains hot as ever for a dad. why cant my..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;. Tiff is like MY age-13 but she looks like she's 17. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;becky&lt;/span&gt; is as cute as ever!!! she's a budding actress. She's acting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Gurmit&lt;/span&gt; Singh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Catch her in Cosmo and George, 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December '08, on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Okto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got red packets :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5948407909242861914?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5948407909242861914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/heredity-people-heredity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5948407909242861914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5948407909242861914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/heredity-people-heredity.html' title='heredity, people, HEREDITY'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2577342733169773516</id><published>2008-10-26T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:02:41.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shawtehzxzxzzxzxzxzxz haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shorter people have faster reaction times, greater ability to accelerate body movements, stronger muscles in proportion to body weight, greater endurance, and the ability to rotate the body faster. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are also less likely to break bones in falling. As a consequence of these physical attributes, shorter people can excel as gymnasts, divers, skiers, martial artists, rock climbers, figure skaters, rodeo riders, soccer players and long distance runners. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shorter people are also less likely to require surgery for herniated spinal disks. In addition, shorter people are less likely to break a hip from falling. Another advantage of smaller people is that they are less likely to die in auto crashes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shortsupport.org/Research/samaras.html"&gt;http://www.shortsupport.org/Research/samaras.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wooo!! shorties&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2577342733169773516?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2577342733169773516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/shawtehzxzxzzxzxzxzxz-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2577342733169773516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2577342733169773516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/shawtehzxzxzzxzxzxzxz-haha.html' title='shawtehzxzxzzxzxzxzxz haha'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-437312971905056314</id><published>2008-10-26T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:28:28.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conspiracy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;preparations for deepavali, which is tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HELPED&lt;/strong&gt;. in cleaning the house :D&lt;br /&gt;but there was power failure at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the drain's like clogged up because of my neighbour's pipes downstairs&lt;br /&gt;so we've got 2 temporary pipes in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much for deepavali&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYYYYYY, tomorrow, dad's old friends are coming :D. can't wait&lt;br /&gt;i had so many things in mind but i forgot everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-437312971905056314?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/437312971905056314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/conspiracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/437312971905056314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/437312971905056314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/conspiracy.html' title='conspiracy'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8111703387889209761</id><published>2008-10-23T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:51:38.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="682" alt="Poo Stinks Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i143.photobucket.com/albums/r140/momoftobus/Funny%20Billboards/Funny%20Signs%20Graphics/FunnySign5.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this name's got 2 syllables) __ ___ is one of the most annoying bitches i've ever met. oh and irresponsible. especially when IT seriously needs to be responsible and doing things the RIGHT way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's another caffeines' outing. at peninsula and bugis. jill got super skinnies. haha. and sand and i got cheap, like really cheap, hoodies. i owe people money. then sand bought geek specs and a robot tote!! ahhhhh. the tote was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home feeling rather pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8111703387889209761?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8111703387889209761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-names-got-2-syllables-is-one-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8111703387889209761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8111703387889209761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-names-got-2-syllables-is-one-of.html' title='I think I know'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8469769770462241286</id><published>2008-10-22T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:34:09.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="funny trip Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g255/Sk8terChic_14/Icon/Funny%20Icons/thfunny_fall.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean to brag. but gotta say it. no one's reading it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;eng-A2&lt;br /&gt;tamil-A1&lt;br /&gt;maths-B3&lt;br /&gt;science-B3&lt;br /&gt;Geog-A1&lt;br /&gt;Hist-A1&lt;br /&gt;Literature-A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's be yourself day/arts fest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8469769770462241286?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8469769770462241286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8469769770462241286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8469769770462241286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/tribal.html' title='tribal'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8165972063661856078</id><published>2008-10-19T22:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:03:32.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/funny" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 156px; HEIGHT: 60px" height="60" alt="funny Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e302/bebakisses324/icons/funny.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's grandpa's death day. and i slept in the room which once used to be his.. ALONE. amazing? yes. cuz i've never done that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went to temple to pray..or rather laugh really loudly. but the temple was dead. cuz there wasnt anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unimportant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went swimming again!!! but only for 1.5 hrs cuz of the fucking rainnnnnn. yeah..i learnt how to do freestyle. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for you dear, i love you :)&lt;br /&gt;and sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8165972063661856078?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8165972063661856078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8165972063661856078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8165972063661856078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-night.html' title='good night'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e302/bebakisses324/icons/th_funny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8917639735640344178</id><published>2008-10-13T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:14:58.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bavani doesn't have patience</title><content type='html'>hahahahahahaha sorry but i have to blog about yesterday&lt;br /&gt;yay i love my new dance instructor cuz he's &lt;strong&gt;G A Y&lt;/strong&gt;. gays are awesome&lt;br /&gt;let me talk about what i enjoyed most yesterday. yessssssss, we went &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;swimming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a very very very very very very very very very very long time&lt;br /&gt;the newly-opened anchorvale community centre is niceeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;cuz it has a swimming pool! and it's cool cuz it's got slides and tunnels and a jacuzzi&lt;br /&gt;jacuzzi was full.idiots&lt;br /&gt;and we tried the slides and tunnels - not as scary as the pool jurong once had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and then today was different. wanna know the difference? today was...b o r i n g. yeah cuz i went to chinatown with mom to check the tickets and stuff. then we went to pay my library fines.which i was supposed to pay a few years ago. she said going out with my sis is better. &lt;u&gt;please&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8917639735640344178?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8917639735640344178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/bavani-doesnt-have-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8917639735640344178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8917639735640344178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/bavani-doesnt-have-patience.html' title='bavani doesn&apos;t have patience'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-136352707671398115</id><published>2008-10-11T22:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:15:48.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>credits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i so love jillian&lt;/span&gt; for introducing gimp&lt;br /&gt;im at my grandma's house. good thing my cousin bro's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255903946323456290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SPC4ys4u8SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TgiqQp6R6dM/s320/mj.bmp" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this was what we (cousin,sis and I) did to mj's already disfigured face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me do picture description!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we smudged his nose, eyes, and well, his entire face. we warped his eyes and his lips. replaced his eyeballs with peppers. streaked his hair purple and yellow. added supernova stars on his hair to make it look like a christmas tree. he's celebrating it on his hair. then we tried to create a beard for him. but it ended up looking as if he dropped his chin onto a pile of shit. yay this is awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-136352707671398115?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/136352707671398115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-so-love-jillian-for-introducing-gimp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/136352707671398115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/136352707671398115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-so-love-jillian-for-introducing-gimp.html' title='credits'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n_qhRpd3y_0/SPC4ys4u8SI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TgiqQp6R6dM/s72-c/mj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7169601227056552552</id><published>2008-10-09T21:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:16:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how did we get here?</title><content type='html'>CAFFEINES' DAY OUT AT SANDRA'S HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so fun. i &lt;s&gt;was late &lt;/s&gt;arrived just when the bus came. which shows im punctual.&lt;br /&gt;let me start off with how we were admiring sandra's youngest sister. she's so adorable and pretty and looks like a japanese. and her hair!! is nice. sandra's attracted to her. hahhahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to playyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. jillian tried roller blading. and fell many times. then she got it. yay. and then i tried skateboarding. but then i was afraid. so after for a while, i quit. and went cycling! haha which is gay but fun. no, cycling isn't gay. it's so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my handphone back cover dropped in the drain which was cemented to the ground. sand's neighbour came to our rescue with a long stick. which was so cool cuz it could bend and u could dig stuff out of the drain with it. but we couldn't. and to make it worse, it started raining. like really heavily. and jillian and i were each holding two huge umbrellas to cover the 3 of us while sand was trying to retrieve my cover. and then we looked odd. cuz one of us would start hopping all of a sudden because of the ants. and then the drain started to flood. and i was losing hope. THEN SMARTY PANTS SAND CAME UP WITH A SMART IDEA. which was to stick sticky tape on the stick and make the cover stick on to the stick. and it worked!! thank you sandra. actually i could have lived without the back cover. but the phone's embarassing enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couper ( if that's how you spell it) is so adorable. but scary. next one is in jillian's house :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7169601227056552552?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7169601227056552552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/caffeines-day-out-at-sandras-house-9-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7169601227056552552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7169601227056552552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/caffeines-day-out-at-sandras-house-9-9.html' title='how did we get here?'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7518121251715597555</id><published>2008-10-08T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:17:44.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i used to know you so well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! IT'S OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR. exams are overrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a terryfying experience after exam. outside class. when i saw chi jao's _________________. hahahahahahahahhahhhaha. funnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooooo...tabby's leaving in 4 days. make it 3. since today's gonna end soon. and i cannot go to the airport! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayayyyay. going sandra's house tomorrow. with jillian! &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jillian's depressed over what she has to wear tomorrow. which is ___spongebob_tee___. an official lian costume. but nvmmm..she looks good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, other costumes include little miss blah tees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw renae mayuki yamada today. she's changed a lot. like so much. from last year. more of a..lian. AHHHHHH. she still has my book. i want it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;people laugh at your pictures. please think twice before posting them. hahahahahaah. take my advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7518121251715597555?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7518121251715597555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-used-to-know-you-so-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7518121251715597555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7518121251715597555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-used-to-know-you-so-well.html' title='when i used to know you so well'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1450861578036697685</id><published>2008-10-04T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T16:56:23.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you keep me waiting all night long</title><content type='html'>im puking on a horrible-tasting banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1450861578036697685?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1450861578036697685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-you-keep-me-waiting-all-night-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1450861578036697685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1450861578036697685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-you-keep-me-waiting-all-night-long.html' title='don&apos;t you keep me waiting all night long'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4877900335808605296</id><published>2008-10-04T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T18:02:13.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too tired to fight your rhyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I CAN'T STUDY SCIENCE today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall start tmr&lt;br /&gt;oh it's a saturday...which leaves me with &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for my science revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hist sucks hist sucks hist suckshist suckshist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks hist sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so does math. MATHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CAFFEINES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WERE AT MY HOUSE!to study but then we didn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah my sister's happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fringe is straight!!!! camwhore before sleep. goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4877900335808605296?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4877900335808605296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-study-science-today-shall-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4877900335808605296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4877900335808605296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-study-science-today-shall-start.html' title='too tired to fight your rhyme'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3318232504881133368</id><published>2008-09-27T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:16:05.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>franklin.</title><content type='html'>fuck geog.&lt;br /&gt; im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail im going to fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english paper 1 was good. but i almost forgot the format for formal letter writing. and i was cursing till i remembered  : D&lt;br /&gt;i've got 2 days to study hist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3318232504881133368?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3318232504881133368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/franklin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3318232504881133368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3318232504881133368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/franklin.html' title='franklin.'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7251506504204829277</id><published>2008-09-20T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:26:20.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how do dreams form?</title><content type='html'>im bored&lt;br /&gt;i need a new blogkin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7251506504204829277?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7251506504204829277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-do-dreams-form.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7251506504204829277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7251506504204829277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-do-dreams-form.html' title='how do dreams form?'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3692862151229893510</id><published>2008-09-18T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:24:12.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addicition</title><content type='html'>taDa! im back after 2 days of not using the computer. surprising? YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;THE CAFFEINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; INCLUDE THE THREE MOST GORGEOUS PEOPLE IN TOWN. OKAY, IN CLASS. our clique is wayyyyyyyyyyyy much better than &lt;u&gt;YOURS&lt;/u&gt;. it's 3 people though. haha. just pretend we dominate the class. and yes we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugene (sec 1/4) is a total...bitch. HAH. IM TALLER. eugene thinks he's a gangster. he thinks he has a gang. a gang of NERDS, GEEKS..MATH GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKS. AND GEEKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's talk about yesterday. YES, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE CAFFEINES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( ehem..&lt;strong&gt;sandra, jillian and I&lt;/strong&gt;) successfully stayed back together without seperating in any way from the time the school started to the time it ended for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we didn't accomplish what we had intended to accomplish. that is completeing the science worksheet ms koh gave us. WHICH WAS ON THE TOPIC OF SOLUBILITY AND SUSPENSIONS. WHICH IM SO LOST IN. but it's kinda easy actually. it's just...the words 'soloutes', 'solubility', and all that shit definations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;children, you should be studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3692862151229893510?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3692862151229893510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/addicition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3692862151229893510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3692862151229893510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/addicition.html' title='addicition'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2674206083813451919</id><published>2008-09-11T22:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:17:11.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't you feel it?</title><content type='html'>before i start, &lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN. CAFFEINES! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. so much. soooooooooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a wonder that people could feel happy and sad at the same time. it's like being indecisive. and it sucks actually. because i want it straight and clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, finally. i got the whole idea. im only going to Australia for 3 days. and SIX WHOLE days spent in Langkawi. hmm..sounds uncool. but really, i think it's gonna be damn fun. cuz u know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM GONNA TRY SNORKELING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for like the first time in my life. the other time ( which was like 5 years ago) i went to tioman island, i didn't snorkel. because i hurt myself after running on sharp rocks at the shore. which was such a pity. not because of the pain i suffered. but having to sit all fucked up in the boat. and seeing everyone else enjoy the deep, beautiful, bluish-greenish sea. filled with beautiful fishes and all the pretty corals. except my aunt ( who's scared of waters and gave an excuse to escape the snorkeling part-which was to take care of me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sea better be something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="waves Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i338.photobucket.com/albums/n435/summerluv900/ocean.jpg" border="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH ALL THE CORALS AND FISHES INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and we're gonna see eagles! and crocodiles!&lt;/strong&gt; but they can be found anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall not raise my hopes high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i love my dad. &lt;u&gt;my dad&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) is cool for his age&lt;br /&gt;2) understands almost everyone&lt;br /&gt;3) wise&lt;br /&gt;4) filled with crap ( we fight over who's farts and burps are the longest. he broke one of the wood parts of the bed cuz he jump on it from the high shelves. he does the 'freak dance' which i love so so so much cuz it's so fugly.)&lt;br /&gt;5) serious when it comes to serious stuff&lt;br /&gt;6) fights here and there and after that, laughs it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna get me something i was dying for. and still dying for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha playing blind mice is kinda fun. especially with sarah in it. she goes like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;'EHYEHYEHE. SHE FALL DOWN FIRST! NOT FAIR. KSDJASJDKASJDKLJASKLDJKLASDJKSAJDKLAJD'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all go like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;'shut up and start'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be doing maths right now. i can't seem to do any sum at all now. not a good sign. eoy is in 2 weeks, bavs.&lt;br /&gt;sandra and jillian are coming to my house tmr! i think. not decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.46pm. still early. i shall... think.&lt;br /&gt;my sister is laughing all by herself behind me. she's creepy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2674206083813451919?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2674206083813451919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2674206083813451919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2674206083813451919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html' title='why can&apos;t you feel it?'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5633838465987726409</id><published>2008-09-09T22:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:04:48.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we just don't care</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXTRACTED FROM SANDRA'S BLOG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;YAY HI!&lt;br /&gt;i so long nvr post&lt;br /&gt;probably tats y my blog so DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;now i post ok? see wat happens&lt;br /&gt;maybe i got LOTS OF TAGS :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tdy i went hub wif my DEAR LITTLE CUTIE BAVANI!!!&lt;br /&gt;yah! we bought jill's DOODLE BOOK ;DD that we all have(the sme one!xD )&lt;br /&gt;then we bought smth frm MUICH(i thk tat's hw u spell it)u know..the shop which&lt;br /&gt;sells all those sex stuff, FUNNY FUNNY STUFF&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; bavs saw this "BOOBS RADIO!"&lt;br /&gt;haha, so funneh ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2moro gt HOMEECONS! YAY!! i love homeed&lt;br /&gt;bt i miss D&amp;amp;T MORE MORE MORE :DD&lt;br /&gt;opps!i must STUDY!!!&lt;br /&gt;my exams ARE COMINGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :DD&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! i love the way i've edited my blockquote thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA DEAR CUTE LIL SANDRA! wonder what 1/4 would be without her maaaan. and jill. the two who made me love 1/4. i always thought 1/5 was lively and all so cool. yea actually it's kinda true. very few people( that's us, sambal blachan :D ) in 1/4 actually knows stuff. SANDRA, GET THE SAME BAG AS ME MAN! . i realise nothing's ever as gay as my umbrella, WHICH, im carrying to school everyday in my new bag. huahua. sarah friggin dolly tried to advertise my umbrella during english. and others thought it was hers. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Little creepy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;With her little creepy face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Saying funny things that you have never heard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Do you know what it's all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Are you brave enough to figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Know that you could set your world on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If you are strong enough to leave your doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5633838465987726409?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5633838465987726409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/extracted-from-sandras-blog-yay-hi-i-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5633838465987726409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5633838465987726409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/extracted-from-sandras-blog-yay-hi-i-so.html' title='we just don&apos;t care'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-9087070323843198757</id><published>2008-09-08T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:49:38.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sdm</title><content type='html'>bitch, you certainly look like a man. hate me all you want. plain jealousy. flirt. and your BEST FRIEND is so ever helpful. tell her to go fuck herself. she's said tons of bad stuff abt u. bet u didn't know that. cuz ur stupid. stupid people don't think. ur name sucks. joint together, it's suckier. and ur so called best friend looks like a pig, according to others. and myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat asses CAN'T think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-9087070323843198757?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9087070323843198757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/sdm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9087070323843198757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9087070323843198757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/sdm.html' title='sdm'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4685047756448972183</id><published>2008-09-03T23:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:53:13.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking on air</title><content type='html'>I'VE GOT 2 MINUTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at &lt;u&gt;7.13 am&lt;/u&gt;. i like setting my alarm with odd digits. it feels good. i woke up early for a reason-to go jill's house with sandra for 2 projects. jillian loves banging her keypad. oh and she's very good in ordering. i love our completed music proj work. please do not steal our ideas. sand and i chucked the board somewhere in the classroom after choir. cuz nobody wanted to bring the it home ( because that person would have to bring it back to school when it reopens. and it'll be a problem ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just discovered how much phlegm i've got in my nose..throat.. or somewhere. and i almost lost my voice. but i still can sing. though it might be kinda relaxing if you sit at the back. but, &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained for more than 3 hrs (?) continuously. and i got wet. so my flu might come back again. don't blame me for running in the rain. i had to miss 88 &lt;em&gt;twice&lt;/em&gt; cuz it was so crowded. and i knew the bus drivers will shoo you off if you try to board the bus. so having the brains not to humiliate myself, i stood there and waited. till i couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i saw my aunt before 'taking off'. she's one woman with strange moods. and fashion sense(it's TOO bright, it can blind you). she's a vegetarian...maybe that's the reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4685047756448972183?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4685047756448972183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/walking-on-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4685047756448972183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4685047756448972183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/walking-on-air.html' title='walking on air'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-435781599444280049</id><published>2008-09-02T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:03:51.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eoyeoyeoyeoyoeoyoeoyoeoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've made up my mind already. But it has yet to change. Anyway, it all depends on whether we make it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S THE SEPTEMBER HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;im set for the time-to-study-for-eoy mode.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done with ms ho's homework. oh and tamil. this week..ima practise math, math and more math. and revise through my science t/b. im so lost in class. i'll start geog and the others next week.  i've finally trimmed my nails today. coz i couldn't stand mom's shoutings anymore. and i woke up at 10.30 am-very early( considering the fact that it's the holidays). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-435781599444280049?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/435781599444280049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoyeoyeoyeoyoeoyoeoyoeoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/435781599444280049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/435781599444280049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/09/eoyeoyeoyeoyoeoyoeoyoeoy.html' title='eoyeoyeoyeoyoeoyoeoyoeoy'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3907492579696392177</id><published>2008-08-30T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:27:20.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(       ) never ends</title><content type='html'>teachers' day celebrations was fun. except the aces workout part. the rain's going to worsen my flu.&lt;br /&gt;went back to tgps. though i was reluctant. glad atiqa was there. her presence brightens up everything. crazy cool retard. if it wasn't for her, i wouldn't be this. ? ok nevermind. we're one lucky batch. that school's gone way much weirder than it already was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3907492579696392177?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3907492579696392177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/never-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3907492579696392177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3907492579696392177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/never-ends.html' title='(       ) never ends'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8481484668168598708</id><published>2008-08-28T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:56:47.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do not be a fucktard(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i like my result slip. i don't like my primary school result slip. i like this one :) i want &lt;strong&gt;kushwant's &lt;/strong&gt;brain for math. no. actually, i don't. i think it's too geeky.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i like mine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT to peninsula with jillian and grace. i spent my 5 bucks on my ez-link card and i was left with a few remaining coins. and i owe jill a dollar. and im waiting for my pe tshirt :) so we got lost somewhere near peninsula and after like around 15 min, found our way. and grace and jill got so freaked out by that shopkeeper, we ran away. and thennnnnnnn..we went to bugis junction, village and back to juction again. damn jill. she got what she wanted. &lt;em&gt;i forgot to bring my money :D.&lt;/em&gt; and grace is so fucking lucky.&lt;strong&gt; she owns her own atm card&lt;/strong&gt;. i want one. i ended up buying nothing. but my dad's gonna get me a jansport bag next week :D. i think. &lt;em&gt;he always forgets. &lt;u&gt;or maybe, he pretends to forget.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I WANT IT NOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8481484668168598708?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8481484668168598708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-not-be-fucktard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8481484668168598708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8481484668168598708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-not-be-fucktard.html' title='do not be a fucktard(?)'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6445512342330491745</id><published>2008-08-23T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:08:19.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gorilla</title><content type='html'>SANDRA called at like 10.10am to tell me she didn't know what to wear. though it's a small group, jill's party was so damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU JILLIAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and too bad, 'classmate'. your story's right now spreading and your reputation's going down. FLIRT, you think you're so cool and hot. and you think you can get a new girl in like a few days? asshole. nobody likes you. even the guys don't. get that into your brain. so we played captain's ball..basketball? we didn't really know so we just played. and sean wore his pink jersey. which was cute. i meant the jersey and not him. i think pancy's ball is so cool. oh and her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font colour=yellow&gt;THE GORILLA THEATRE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it was so cool. the audience got to participate also. and we had to shout &lt;font size=3&gt;'banana'&lt;/font&gt; if we liked their performance, and 'forfeit' if we didn't like it. and good thing, sand and sarah were sitting beside me. so i didn't look weird laughing really loud. actually, they were much worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6445512342330491745?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6445512342330491745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/sandra-called-at-like-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6445512342330491745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6445512342330491745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/sandra-called-at-like-10.html' title='gorilla'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-821112698214058709</id><published>2008-08-21T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:03:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/u&gt; thinks captain's ball is like volleyball.haha..so stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we didn't really do anything but playyyyyyyyyyyyyy. &lt;em&gt;cuz the ball was so attractive.&lt;/em&gt; and im not bad actuallly, u know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sec 3 O level drama performances were &lt;font size=4&gt;so cool&lt;/font&gt;. sandra tried her very best to control herself. we came late and they didn't let us in the black box till the next break. so we missed out carmina's group. aaaaaaaand then there was abraham and his friends. SO COOL. he's funny. and then there was erica's group- breast issues. very funnyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister says my features are &lt;strong&gt;bold&lt;/strong&gt;. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why..i feel so popular :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-821112698214058709?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/821112698214058709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/monkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/821112698214058709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/821112698214058709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/monkey.html' title='monkey'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5120086694791071618</id><published>2008-08-15T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:38:00.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practice makes perfect sense to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SARAH WON JASON IN BBALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;8-0!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE OMG. JASON GOT Z-E-R-O.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH. LOSER. please lah jason. now u know? stop acting big and just accept the damn fact. u lost to a girl? hehe. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..SARAHHHHHHH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dnt workshop destroyed my hair. and also the others'. &lt;s&gt;coz we put them in the oven and burnt our heads&lt;/s&gt; :) k nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chose the wrong topic. sch uni has way more benefits than disadvantages. but actually, nobody cared except claudia. oh and angela. maybe because angela wanted to help us. but pls, not HER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUND RAISING for choir starts next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is finally here. the week appeared really long. &lt;em&gt;dreadful&lt;/em&gt;. let's see. tmrrrrrrrrr, i shall practise math! yea..math :D. goddd. i like my mind. oo..and go jogging with dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5120086694791071618?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5120086694791071618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/practice-makes-perfect-sense-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5120086694791071618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5120086694791071618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/practice-makes-perfect-sense-to-me.html' title='practice makes perfect sense to me'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2944978753302241510</id><published>2008-08-14T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:57:23.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here we go again</title><content type='html'>omg. STOP BEING SO PARANOID.&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;that guy has problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYYYYYYYYYYYY. i got A1 for science and geog. and tamil :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe sucked today. &lt;font size=3&gt;aces day workout?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, sarah really sounds like ms swan when she tries to imitate her. &lt;br /&gt;I LOST TO HER? yea, but she helped to catch their attention. which was/wasn't a good thing. our party symbol so did NOT make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2944978753302241510?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2944978753302241510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-you-go-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2944978753302241510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2944978753302241510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-you-go-again.html' title='here we go again'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3204448462899154918</id><published>2008-08-13T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:17:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think of what im wishing for</title><content type='html'>i feel like an asshole. im so afraid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3204448462899154918?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3204448462899154918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-of-what-im-wishing-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3204448462899154918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3204448462899154918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/think-of-what-im-wishing-for.html' title='think of what im wishing for'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4481256988659276282</id><published>2008-08-07T21:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:51:13.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take me away to my favourite play</title><content type='html'>oh Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;it's national day tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOIR MEMBERS HAVE TO DO IPP FOR ONLY 15 MIN. incase you didn't read properly..i said &lt;strong&gt;choir members have to do ipp for 15 MIN ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;. :D. and the rest of you guys have to do it for SIXTY MINUTES. 60 MIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipp is a &lt;em&gt;curse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PASSED NAPHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my second trip to an orphanage was yesterday. i took care of a 4-year old, hyper, smart, noisy but cute kid. sand got the really adorable one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find benedict really random. but i think he's cool.&lt;font size=3&gt; &lt;s&gt; BENEDICT'S COOL. &lt;/s&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4481256988659276282?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4481256988659276282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4481256988659276282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4481256988659276282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='take me away to my favourite play'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2910775493823148352</id><published>2008-07-31T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:47:18.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>makes sense to me</title><content type='html'>i failed my standing broad jump. and got an E for sit and reach, D for 2.4km aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand C for shuttle run. i am so slow. but i got 2 As  :D    -sit ups and inclined pull-ups. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that bitch, no, not the one we all know..the one in the class beside ours. YES, her. ah lian. doesn't she know she looks fugly? &lt;s&gt; perfect &lt;/s&gt;   horribly imperfect, &lt;s&gt; little &lt;/s&gt;    monsterous-looking, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end my post by saying i've got geog and eng tmr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2910775493823148352?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2910775493823148352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/makes-sense-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2910775493823148352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2910775493823148352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/makes-sense-to-me.html' title='makes sense to me'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6311274039724974840</id><published>2008-07-28T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:00:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying my best not to forget</title><content type='html'>having CE with sarah is scary. she makes me scream. &lt;br /&gt;maths test was ok. and so was eng. ms lim got pissed and dismissed the choir early. which was also a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela and i did our best to change jozanne's and sangee's looks. jo thinks her belt is low. when it's like super high. k nvm. IT'S NOT LOW. and sangee has got a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall type out everything that comes to my mind now. it may/may not concern you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liking a person after judging his/her looks is more..appropriate? i know i used the wrong word. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want you to see me anymore. i'll turn my head around but i'll keep smiling. you might catch a glimpse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you weren't mean at all. he's been meaner, &lt;s&gt; girl &lt;/s&gt; woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im suffering from low self-esteem. like you care.i bet not. &lt;br /&gt;i think i know where the problem lies. we include ourselves in, start talking as if the problem is ours. and completely ignoring the other. and try fishing for compliments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying not to do that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby...did you forget to take your meds?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9eh0rAUwZSQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9eh0rAUwZSQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6311274039724974840?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6311274039724974840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/having-ce-with-sarah-is-scary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6311274039724974840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6311274039724974840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/having-ce-with-sarah-is-scary.html' title='trying my best not to forget'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7344634288602579</id><published>2008-07-26T23:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:56:37.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how many minutes to sunday?</title><content type='html'>blogging helps me to stay calm. it's better than counting to 10. or 100. &lt;br /&gt;mood: &lt;strong&gt;fucked up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? i don't know. i cannot sleep. because of the way i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to straighten my hair. everyone says straight hair will suit me. i wanna do it NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be taller. at least REACH 151 cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be fairer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be more experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy all! - &lt;a href="http://store.paramore.net/prodlist.asp?artistid=4429&amp;idCategory=837"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out with my sis and 2 of my aunts to fareast. and after buying some stuff we went to some shitty restaurant. the lime juice was like 5.50. and the all the other dishes were above 20 bucks. if the food was tasty, the prices can be considered reasonable. but really, i felt like puking after i ate my chicken pasta. i didn't even complete half of it. it wasn't only the chicken pasta though. and we were like their only customers. no wonder. and guess wad. my aunt actually wore skinnies. like, my AUNT wore SKINNIES. haha..pretty amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, my sister. she was laughing all by herself. and i went to join her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7344634288602579?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7344634288602579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-min-to-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7344634288602579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7344634288602579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-min-to-sunday.html' title='how many minutes to sunday?'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7785082312822112259</id><published>2008-07-23T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:43:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/image/raindrops/swamp_rat72/raindrops.gif?o=61" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q151/swamp_rat72/raindrops.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rains everyday. &lt;br /&gt;my umbrella is so gay. &lt;br /&gt;it's useless and it doesn't protect you from the rain. omg. everyday and gay rhymes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 teachers didn't come today. so we had free periods during hist and eng. i threw away my socks in the dnt workshop. and my shoes have changed colour. we did something more productive during lit. and ipw is like THE most boring subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so yeah, it's my fault. &lt;em&gt;the water's really nice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7785082312822112259?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7785082312822112259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7785082312822112259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7785082312822112259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html' title='it&apos;s not the rain'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-5899869684303519400</id><published>2008-07-18T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:08:29.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweetsweetsweet</title><content type='html'>i hate napha&lt;br /&gt;i hate the &lt;strong&gt;fucked up gantry system&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgomogmogmg. i passed i passed i passed&lt;br /&gt;the fucking gantry didn't detect my number tag after my first lap and i had to run like 7 laps.?  and my friends ran 6 laps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhh and i saw my dearrrrrrrrrrrr. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's so sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWEETSWEETSWEET.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to go for choir practice after my run and &lt;strong&gt;bryan got us lost in NYP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;yu hao fell cuz his legs were too weak and i laughed like really loudly and sandra hit me really hard and my laughing fits got worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-5899869684303519400?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5899869684303519400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweetsweetsweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5899869684303519400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/5899869684303519400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/sweetsweetsweet.html' title='sweetsweetsweet'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-2775316866798048138</id><published>2008-07-17T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T19:50:51.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walau. never see me la</title><content type='html'>OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAFIQAH CAME!! SHE CAME !! SHE CAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHHEEEEEEE  CCCCCAAAAAMEEEEEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we all had lunch together. just like we used to. haha. i speaking as if i know her for years. k nvm. leadership workshop was..&lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;. HA-HA! ya..&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of &lt;strong&gt;yoke mun, sandra, sarah( THE CHEATER-BUG) and the usual people&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA SARAH, we love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck lar. tmr's 2.4km run.  come and die :D &lt;br /&gt;it's a message dedicated to you. yes, YOU! not you la. that one. not youuuuuu laaaa. THIS ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe i took one whole plate of &lt;u&gt;salad&lt;/u&gt; today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-2775316866798048138?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2775316866798048138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/walau-never-see-me-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2775316866798048138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/2775316866798048138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/walau-never-see-me-la.html' title='walau. never see me la'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3364364365008687712</id><published>2008-07-15T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T18:17:31.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like ours</title><content type='html'>some idiot spammed my tagboard. deleted his fucking msgs. if he/some bitch spams again, i swear, i SWEAR i'll track that asshole down. though i don't know how to do it..BUT i do have a friend who knows :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so watch out motherfucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE HELP ME IN TAMILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.HUAHUA&lt;br /&gt;i'd give you all my chocolates. KIDDIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art is FUNFUNFUN. photoshop is cool. i got to disfigure my face!haha..it already is disfigured. very nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..so only like the two of us like our own desgin. HA. cause you guys don't appreciate it. WHY? WHYWHWYWHWYWHWYWHWYWHWYWHWY. one four... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nvm. MDM HEE DIDN'T COME TODAY. and the class went crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to faaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiil my science test. HA-HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3364364365008687712?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3364364365008687712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-idiot-spammed-my-tagboard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3364364365008687712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3364364365008687712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-idiot-spammed-my-tagboard.html' title='i like ours'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6489058989194951877</id><published>2008-07-12T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:49:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>einstein's cute</title><content type='html'>todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;went to bishan library with bajorahnice-san&lt;br /&gt;for your info, we went there to do our project. &lt;br /&gt;and HAHA. we talked about jason.&lt;strong&gt; INTERESTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't know our classroom windows our transparent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALBERT EINSTEIN IS CUTE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. sandra made him even even cuter&lt;br /&gt;he was sucked into a blackhole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my great grandma's gone.&lt;/em&gt; i didn't really know her. and im not going to attend the funeral tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6489058989194951877?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6489058989194951877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-went-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6489058989194951877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6489058989194951877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/todayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-went-to.html' title='einstein&apos;s cute'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4213016518546174361</id><published>2008-07-09T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:55:14.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen</title><content type='html'>why don't you understand? you never listen. all you do is talk. and you think you give the greatest advice in the world. daddy's a great listener. i like talking to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop asking me stupid questions. i have to scream to answer them. because i don't like answering your stupid questions without having to raise my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'im on medication'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, WE KNOW. it's been more than a month's since it ended. all you have to do is to go there daily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4213016518546174361?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4213016518546174361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-dont-you-understand-you-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4213016518546174361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4213016518546174361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-dont-you-understand-you-never.html' title='listen'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-8062335774533047161</id><published>2008-07-09T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:59:26.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and when it rains (2)</title><content type='html'>i found out something&lt;br /&gt;I LIKE PEARS&lt;br /&gt;bananas suck. they don't taste as good as pears. or apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained this morning. just when i woke up. i went back to sleep again for 5 min. and mom came screaming and KICKING. hehe, no. i wouldn't come to school if that happens. and i had to reveal my flowery umbrella again in public. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting with jillian during dnt is disturbing. she destoyed the one and only eraser i had. and was about to destroy my pencil. huahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN IT WAS LITERATURE. no one knew we had to present today. and people were reading the info on the screen. except jillian. waaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;staying back with you is funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-8062335774533047161?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/8062335774533047161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-when-it-rains-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8062335774533047161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/8062335774533047161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-when-it-rains-2.html' title='and when it rains (2)'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4666173761661840037</id><published>2008-07-03T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:33:11.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all heads bowed in silence</title><content type='html'>cool..peple actually read my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEABATE'S OVER.&lt;/strong&gt; came up with last minute shit. and it didn't turn out that bad&lt;br /&gt;jill's one was the best..HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;women should farm!&lt;/strong&gt; lmao&lt;br /&gt;had the leadership camp today. and i was laughing like mad&lt;br /&gt;the poor die. go read jillian's blog (jillian, im advertising your blog)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.. &lt;strong&gt;the boys ripped it apart.&lt;/strong&gt; and that guy came like 'oioi! what are you guys doing?' AFTER they destroyed it&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people got hit in the head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. AND I WAS LAUHGING. &lt;br /&gt;funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY. sorry. i really couldn't control. HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4666173761661840037?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4666173761661840037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-heads-bowed-in-silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4666173761661840037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4666173761661840037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/07/all-heads-bowed-in-silence.html' title='all heads bowed in silence'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6709137260180446366</id><published>2008-06-29T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:39:54.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>steal</title><content type='html'>CAN SOMEONE HELP ME IN THE UPCOMING DEBATE? okay..like it's so important. it's just embarrassing. " try stealing ideas from the net. that's what i do " that's what sis said. &lt;strong&gt;YES, IM TRYING&lt;/strong&gt;. though i planned to think on the spot. not gonna work. my brain isn't brainy enough. the worst part is, the girls are like in the opposition team. i wanna say thanks for making it &lt;em&gt;EASIER&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dance class sucked as usual. and thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnn we went to have Chicken Rice   (it is respected). and my uncle got me&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cadbury mini bars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. how nice of you. you will strike number.  poor sister. she woke up in the morning to go to sch ON A SUNDAY(?)&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, her drama meeting was cancelled. HAHA. funny!&lt;br /&gt;omfg. just remembered. TOMORROW'S ENGLISH ORAL!!! ORAL ORAL ORAL ORAL ORAL. &lt;br /&gt;why is my reg no. 3? i want my name to be something else. Tiffany would be nice. ew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOW OBSESSED WITH A BOX OF ROUND-HEADED PAPER FASTENERS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6709137260180446366?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6709137260180446366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/steal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6709137260180446366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6709137260180446366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/steal.html' title='steal'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7559887681759835660</id><published>2008-06-28T14:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:03:10.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>written on the bullet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DAMN YOU PIECE OF SHIT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like saying this to everyone in ang mo kio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;why ang mo kio!? like omg! the name of this place is like so cool.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA - HA - HA - HA - HA. this reminds me of that action my sis did a week ago when someone says sth which is not funny.(and she was obsessed with it) &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and she freaking hell looked like a retard. AND not forgetting, she was embarrassing me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. this post is not meant to humiliate my sister. it's just that i've got NOTHING to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn literature. it's fun. but there's gonna be a freaking DEBATE. &lt;em&gt;i suck at arguing&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;HAHA KIDDING&lt;/strong&gt;. IM VERY VERY VERY GOOD AT IT. according to SOMEONE who loses to me like most of the time. hehe. here's the topic: should every woman have the right to an education.      &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(YA YA YA YA YA)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                 oooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maths lessons have gotten worse&lt;/em&gt;. i shall not post anything else. they have just gotten MUCH more horrible than they already were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer apples to bananas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7559887681759835660?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7559887681759835660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/written-on-bullet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7559887681759835660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7559887681759835660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/written-on-bullet.html' title='written on the bullet'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-7341458637914336603</id><published>2008-06-20T21:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:43:53.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GA</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYYY GGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDD. SHAFIQAH!ok.&lt;br /&gt;let's start with how much trouble i went through just to choose my clothes. not like they turned out to be nice on me. thanks to sis, i found a tee that i liked. and it was H.U.G.E cause it's my sister's. HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;went to bubbletea shop to meet my sweetheart :D &lt;em&gt;aww..how adorably cute he was&lt;/em&gt;. still is. :)&lt;br /&gt;went to meet SHAFIQAH,ATIQAH,JAINI AND IZA at amk mrt station at 2pm. &lt;strong&gt;MUST.SEE.SHA'S.SKETCHES.NOW&lt;/strong&gt;. went to hmv. and shared cost to get sha miv's album :)&lt;br /&gt;and ashwin(should be the right spelling) came along. i finally know how he looks like...not what i expected,but nvm. and then we walked to mac to have lunch. that ashwin guy is a &lt;em&gt;VEGETARIAN&lt;/em&gt;. omg. and so he watched us eat. went to topshop to look at shades. none of them looked nice on me. only one. but still looked weird. went to fareast and finally bought a new shirt from 77th street. oh noooooooooo. left with only 2 fifty dollar notes in my savings. and i've to keep that till the next time i receive red packets. which is like in a &lt;em&gt;few months' time&lt;/em&gt;. :( and thennnnnnn we met up with danish. I FINALLY SAW HIM IN PERSON. big deal. okay. then we went &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. not like i knew wad to do. it was the first time for me,iza and jay. HAHA. &lt;strong&gt;not funny&lt;/strong&gt;. but somehow the word makes me feel as if im making my sis jealous. &lt;strong&gt;and SHE FREAKING WASSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/strong&gt;.JAJA. and dad was like calling me every 3 min. like wtf. i had to leave at 7.15 :(. thanks to iza, i got to amk mrt station without getting lost :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-7341458637914336603?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7341458637914336603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7341458637914336603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/7341458637914336603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='GA'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6329411187560477234</id><published>2008-06-15T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:53:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's dayyyyyy</title><content type='html'>YAY. it's &lt;strong&gt;father's day&lt;/strong&gt;. we didn't get him anything :(. but HE bought us some stuff. nice. all we did was wish him after waking up. and he was LIKE &lt;em&gt;"today's father's day meh?"&lt;/em&gt; and we were LIKE &lt;em&gt;"it isn't?"&lt;/em&gt;. and he was LIKE &lt;em&gt;"i dunnoe"&lt;/em&gt;. and we were LIKE &lt;em&gt;"it is"&lt;/em&gt; and stuff. and gave &lt;strong&gt;HUGGIES&lt;/strong&gt;. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand i got ready to go to dance class. and i saw &lt;strong&gt;malini&lt;/strong&gt;!!! hehe. i cannot believe she's 13. ahhhh..she's lucky. she got into the school of arts you knowwwwwwwwwwwwwww(through indian classical dance) and now she learns &lt;em&gt;ballet&lt;/em&gt;. :) and she told me that those who stand on their toes are &lt;strong&gt;cheater bugs&lt;/strong&gt;. they don't actually stand on their toes. i'll explain how they do it if you want me to :D &lt;br /&gt;and after dance class, i changed into skinnies and an oversized tee(my sister's) and went to amk hub. to get another game! for our nintendo wii. HAHA. i won that in a lucky draw. and then we also got the gun. yay. AND then we went to converse to get new shoes for me. they're not sneakers :( cuz i've got 2 of them. they're the ladies' type...i don't know the name for it. so go figure it out yourselves. im eating &lt;em&gt;chocolate cake. and a kitkat&lt;/em&gt;. i want grass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6329411187560477234?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6329411187560477234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-dayyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6329411187560477234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6329411187560477234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-dayyyyyy.html' title='happy father&apos;s dayyyyyy'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-1669407469213078328</id><published>2008-06-14T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:23:26.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/6/2008</title><content type='html'>i am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 14/6/2008. it was 3am. was sleeping like a pig. and i was DREAMING. about my family having to swim with some whales to get to a boat. and then there was this nuclear explosion. i woke up to see my dad standing at the door. he switched on the &lt;strong&gt;fucking ceiling light&lt;/strong&gt;. in the middle of the night! WHAT THE FUCK. and it was like the first time in the june hols that i slept early and didn't wake up. i think i said '&lt;em&gt;fuck you&lt;/em&gt;' to him. but don't blame me. i was sleeping! and i think he didn't mind. after a few seconds of searching my room, he switched off the light and went back to sleep. you see??? what the FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it took me ard 20 min to get back to sleep. woke up at 11am. and started to miss him. &lt;strong&gt;left with 1 more day and he'll be back &lt;/strong&gt;:D. went to bathe at ard 1pm. and fucking hell. &lt;strong&gt;i FELL IN THE TOILET&lt;/strong&gt;. pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh..tomorrow's FATHER'S DAY. right? i think so. and i haven't gotten my dad anything. my sis suggests we get sth from amk hub. wtf. got nothing there.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep again :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-1669407469213078328?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/1669407469213078328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-hating-1462008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1669407469213078328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/1669407469213078328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-hating-1462008.html' title='14/6/2008'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-6731836483944146234</id><published>2008-06-11T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T17:22:48.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JILLIAN Chan (:</title><content type='html'>TODAY. went to JILLIAN'S house. weee. jessie came along. and they were LATE. haha. &lt;br /&gt;and jill was in her pink tee. HAHAHAHAHAH. and it had 'SHEEP' on it. and i finally saw how her maid looks like. did history project.  horrible horrible horrible horrible horrible horrible horrible horrible. but fun. jillian was like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'art thou bavani! proclaim!!!!' wadever shit shit shit shit. 'fences! paramoreeeeeeeeeeee. qin shihuang. history[EWW].' sth abt ducky. and twit language. and started to type in twit lang. (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-SUCK IN YOUR BREATH.PRETEND YOU'RE SHOCKED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kept laughing for no reason. YOU SEE?? jillian. THE woman we all should NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT laugh at. ? idiotaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg. i love her mac book. very nice to touch. and it's '?' is very weird. it's curvy. HAHAHA. oooo. shut up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-6731836483944146234?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6731836483944146234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6731836483944146234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/6731836483944146234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='JILLIAN Chan (:'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-9061919523665017808</id><published>2008-06-05T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:30:01.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>melted</title><content type='html'>stupid la. we sing like &lt;em&gt;chickens&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;OH PUH-LEASE&lt;/strong&gt;. i think i sing way better than YOU. ok maybe not. nvm&lt;br /&gt;i can't be stuck at home. i need to go out. NOW&lt;br /&gt;atiqa...someone CALL ME lar. i feel so unpopular now. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;3, i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you &lt;br /&gt;     i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you &lt;br /&gt;     i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you &lt;br /&gt;     i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i typed that out ok. NOW YOU SEE????????? haha. k nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!!OH!! and i had this dream. someone from france sent me a cup of milo. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;i drank it. and it tasted like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELTED CHOCOLATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gagagagagaagagaggaga. &lt;em&gt;DAMN CHIOKE LA.&lt;/em&gt; then i woke up at 1pm because of a stupid call.&lt;br /&gt;from my sis. so it wasn't stupid. and we were laughing and laughing and laughing till sis told me to shut up and help her do sth in her lappy.&lt;em&gt; HER LAPPY. HP LAPPY. WIDE SCREEN. WITH FINGER PRINT SCANNER.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BUT WITH NO INTERNET CONNECTION!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. too bad.&lt;/strong&gt; she forgot what she typed in MS word. WTF. &lt;strong&gt;waste my time&lt;/strong&gt;. could have slept till 1.30 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-9061919523665017808?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9061919523665017808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/melted-choc-from-france.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9061919523665017808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/9061919523665017808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/melted-choc-from-france.html' title='melted'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-821431448531084165</id><published>2008-06-03T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:06:26.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahaahahahhahahahahahaa</title><content type='html'>TUESDAY. went out with Atiqa and Priscilla :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe. been a long time since i saw them . A FEW MONTHS .&lt;br /&gt;was 12 min late. according to them&lt;br /&gt;went to amk hub. then to J8. then back to amk hub again. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't boring :)&lt;br /&gt;and we were doing stuff that made others stare at us. oh atiqa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE SO&lt;/strong&gt; not &lt;strong&gt;FUNNY&lt;/strong&gt;. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;3, i know my posts are boring. why do you read them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-821431448531084165?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/821431448531084165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/hahahaahahahhahahahahahaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/821431448531084165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/821431448531084165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/06/hahahaahahahhahahahahahaa.html' title='hahahaahahahhahahahahahaa'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4804724199784229852</id><published>2008-05-31T16:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:30:29.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby</title><content type='html'>this is for you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;gagagagagagagagagagagaga&lt;br /&gt;jajajjjajaajajjajajajaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to dress up.&lt;br /&gt;attending my baby cousin's one year old bday party&lt;br /&gt;he's such a CUTE,GORGEOUS thing.&lt;br /&gt;and he smiles all the time.&lt;br /&gt;yay. can't wait to see that small thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;i've posted something. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4804724199784229852?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4804724199784229852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4804724199784229852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4804724199784229852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-baby.html' title='my baby'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3022927780278214697</id><published>2008-05-29T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:36:30.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aya. quiz</title><content type='html'>A. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you think an ideal sister should be like? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;less violent and more sweeter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;sing. infront of millions :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Whos life would you want to takeaway most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   haha. noone's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;SHOP SHOP SHOP with the 1/2 of the money. and save the rest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. Do you shit everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;nope. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;both. (one plus one equals to everything :D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Can you whistle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;haha. no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe in ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If the person you like secretly is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;forget him. and go like another one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years' time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; freaky. weird. rich :) hahaha &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who are currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;parents  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;haha. sweet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;single and rich.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;rest in the bed longer and stare at the ceiling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What does your favourite kind of shampoo smell like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;orange+chemicals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How would you rate the perfection of your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;  9/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you hate most when you're talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt; when the one ur talking to doesn't really listen to you and instead think of&lt;br /&gt;what they wanna say next. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna tag:&lt;br /&gt;nobody&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3022927780278214697?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3022927780278214697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/aya-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3022927780278214697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3022927780278214697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/aya-quiz.html' title='aya. quiz'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-4770413647133973136</id><published>2008-05-28T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:33:24.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i95.photobucket.com/albums/l139/ateeeqah/banana.png "&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i95.photobucket.com/albums/l139/ateeeqah/banana.png " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATIQAH DID THIS.&lt;/strong&gt; i love it :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;she did another one. with sha's name. &lt;em&gt;it's NICEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-4770413647133973136?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/4770413647133973136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4770413647133973136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/4770413647133973136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1966447460002430065.post-3648086074027098848</id><published>2008-05-28T23:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:00:32.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HURRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY</title><content type='html'>OMGOMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMGOMGOMGOGMOGMOGMOGMMG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHAFIQAH...ONLINE!&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. CHATTING WITH HER RIGHT NOW. AND WITH ATIQAH. AND MR DIN :D&lt;br /&gt;3 DAYS TO ANTICIPATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY. [ I'LL GET TO SEE MY DEAR. :) ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SUNDAY [1ST JUNE. SHA COMINGGGGGGGGGGGG].&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND MONDAY [GO JILL'S HOUSE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realised i was typing in caps lock.&lt;br /&gt;almost gonna finish reading THE DA VINCI CODE.hehe. &lt;strong&gt;sell it to me,sister &lt;/strong&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1966447460002430065-3648086074027098848?l=ripedbanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/feeds/3648086074027098848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3648086074027098848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1966447460002430065/posts/default/3648086074027098848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ripedbanana.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.html' title='HURRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY'/><author><name>Banana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04695177164564431968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
