<?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-3177449179455668916</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:36:34.355+08:00</updated><category term='birthdays'/><category term='memories'/><category term='prom'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='random'/><category term='outings'/><category term='college'/><category term='party'/><category term='school'/><category term='driving'/><category term='goodbyes'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>sweet nothings.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4773402411286093801</id><published>2009-09-15T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:37:25.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>breathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phew. Trials is finally over. And I am finally 18 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been doing that much for the past month cause of Trials. You know, we stay at home cause we feel guilty going out, but in the end you just get really distracted. Yeah. I should have just went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'The Orphan' &lt;/span&gt;the Friday before Trials to 'celebrate' my birthday. Esther is one hell of a child. Moral of the story; never adopt a child or your whole family might just die. I actually came out of the cinema shaking after the movie =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the midst of Trials, we decided to go watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Final Destination 4&lt;/span&gt; after our paper. All I remember was, blood and organ flying everywhere. Eww. A really weird thing happened when we walked out cineleisure. The white board fell on Longan and he hurt his arm which got us all screaming. Who knows? Maybe the person who sat next to him would get into some freak accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I shall make it a point to stop watching horror movies, I always end up scaring myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam ended last Thursday. Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Souled Out&lt;/span&gt; for dinner with Min Hua, Charmaine, Ming and Jason :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shisha place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-kSLOpWzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-aHRaN9-HvQ/s1600-h/Picture+22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-kSLOpWzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-aHRaN9-HvQ/s400/Picture+22.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381700711889853234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-kRPDeURI/AAAAAAAABPI/ivagjiOy5yA/s1600-h/Picture+23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-kRPDeURI/AAAAAAAABPI/ivagjiOy5yA/s400/Picture+23.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381700695736865042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-ksusnBFI/AAAAAAAABPg/fHHZffEOG_8/s1600-h/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-ksusnBFI/AAAAAAAABPg/fHHZffEOG_8/s400/Picture+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381701168087368786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-ksXm4K_I/AAAAAAAABPY/6hLLGdzik14/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-ksXm4K_I/AAAAAAAABPY/6hLLGdzik14/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381701161889311730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-k9GP5ucI/AAAAAAAABPo/S9Q52QG1yTU/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-k9GP5ucI/AAAAAAAABPo/S9Q52QG1yTU/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381701449287317954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming and Amos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be studying this holiday. AS is starting in a month's time. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We CAN'T SCREW UP =/&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/3177449179455668916-4773402411286093801?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4773402411286093801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4773402411286093801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4773402411286093801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4773402411286093801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/09/breathe.html' title='breathe.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sq-kSLOpWzI/AAAAAAAABPQ/-aHRaN9-HvQ/s72-c/Picture+22.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-290813896500687100</id><published>2009-08-09T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T01:15:17.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>temporary insanity.</title><content type='html'>People has been asking me why I look so upset like something is bothering me. To be more specific, I would say, classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I'm not upset alright? Maybe I'm just bothered by some stuff, but I'll get over it :) Now, I am suppose to start filling up the UCAS application but what the heck, I haven't even lifted a finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College has been pretty good this week. You know why? Cause we didn't have physics class for 3 days in a row. Ahh, such bliss xP We actually managed to go over to Desa Sri Hartamas for lunch one day and still had time for Baskin Robbins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had maths test and chem test again this week. Think I screwed up the chem test, it was ever so difficult. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Mid Valley on Friday after class with Alex, Sarah and Amos. Met the twins from HELP and their other friends :) Mmm, haven't seen those 2 for a long time. Funny people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Distractions would do me good at this point of time :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-290813896500687100?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/290813896500687100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=290813896500687100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/290813896500687100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/290813896500687100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/08/temporary-insanity.html' title='temporary insanity.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5249303850941533827</id><published>2009-08-04T19:02:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:04:45.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Commencements '09.</title><content type='html'>Commencements was held last Friday at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cempaka Cheras&lt;/span&gt;. Oh god, it was so jam. Took me 40 over minutes just to get there. I thought I was gonna be late xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt strange to be back at school; the familiar hallways and of course many familiar faces. Collected my robe and went in the North Hall to meet up with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngZD3eQUUI/AAAAAAAABNc/8DcsWSSp6Y4/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngZD3eQUUI/AAAAAAAABNc/8DcsWSSp6Y4/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366066510233096514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the award ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was served after a while. Food wasn't that brilliant though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngcNfWBL5I/AAAAAAAABN0/4BrRoFTOODk/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngcNfWBL5I/AAAAAAAABN0/4BrRoFTOODk/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366069974089674642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngZDraoPwI/AAAAAAAABNU/-bb5bau_qDA/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngZDraoPwI/AAAAAAAABNU/-bb5bau_qDA/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366066506996662018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award ceremony started after dinner. We had to walk in the hall holding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; with our robes on. Some tradition. Luckily our robes didn't catch fire, the chances were pretty high judging by the way everyone was playing with the candle fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngaFYgcHhI/AAAAAAAABNk/ohxa4uDqmGo/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngaFYgcHhI/AAAAAAAABNk/ohxa4uDqmGo/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366067635792125458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngX08j5yRI/AAAAAAAABM8/uLvS8-jqAao/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngX08j5yRI/AAAAAAAABM8/uLvS8-jqAao/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366065154389297426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefects standing on stage with the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngbZqCEhKI/AAAAAAAABNs/PNsWCIDI_lo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngbZqCEhKI/AAAAAAAABNs/PNsWCIDI_lo/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366069083605599394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngdGMnXBOI/AAAAAAAABOE/aAz7rZ2xvbU/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngdGMnXBOI/AAAAAAAABOE/aAz7rZ2xvbU/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366070948314678498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Kan, please thank your bro for taking the pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They showed&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Glimpses 08/09&lt;/span&gt; before we received our award. Nostalgic. At that very moment, I actually kindda miss high school :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngckQJJvZI/AAAAAAAABN8/MDP9H3Wl3gA/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngckQJJvZI/AAAAAAAABN8/MDP9H3Wl3gA/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366070365146168722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngeqEqX3CI/AAAAAAAABOk/S7X7HxjeSAw/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngeqEqX3CI/AAAAAAAABOk/S7X7HxjeSAw/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366072664166751266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erwan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngep6Cga3I/AAAAAAAABOc/6nxpb2enVXc/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngep6Cga3I/AAAAAAAABOc/6nxpb2enVXc/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366072661315185522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngfIYf_K7I/AAAAAAAABOs/7XtZFz2-Fu4/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngfIYf_K7I/AAAAAAAABOs/7XtZFz2-Fu4/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366073184887974834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngeGUxQXPI/AAAAAAAABOU/E2KED6B3PN8/s1600-h/Picture+17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngeGUxQXPI/AAAAAAAABOU/E2KED6B3PN8/s400/Picture+17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366072050015296754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngd0B4_iRI/AAAAAAAABOM/LQclADG5dg4/s1600-h/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngd0B4_iRI/AAAAAAAABOM/LQclADG5dg4/s400/Picture+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366071735709829394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngg0CGA2AI/AAAAAAAABO0/8jx5eXvAxBI/s1600-h/5770_121066164880_552669880_1988746_7388042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sngg0CGA2AI/AAAAAAAABO0/8jx5eXvAxBI/s400/5770_121066164880_552669880_1988746_7388042_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366075034299324418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rach receiving her award :) Hwee Yin reading her citation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cempaka Orchestra performed the famous; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Love Story meets Viva La Vida&lt;/span&gt;. The music was beautiful. A group of small kids actually managed to play it, and it sounded exactly like the one on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt; :) CPAC's really doing a good job, and it gets better every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngiylrGDbI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZicP2phjdVw/s1600-h/Picture+19.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngiylrGDbI/AAAAAAAABO8/ZicP2phjdVw/s400/Picture+19.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366077208513613234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers left before the performance, so we didn't actually talk much to them :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commencements ended about 11pm. Sean and I went over to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt; for supper and more catching up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only came home at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1am&lt;/span&gt;, oh well xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a memorable night. And it was nice to finally see the few of you again, been a while since we've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, have to revise for maths test on Thursday &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5249303850941533827?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5249303850941533827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5249303850941533827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5249303850941533827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5249303850941533827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/08/commencements-09.html' title='Commencements &apos;09.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SngZD3eQUUI/AAAAAAAABNc/8DcsWSSp6Y4/s72-c/Picture+7.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5900494892976930636</id><published>2009-08-01T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:01:56.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SnRmFzNLl4I/AAAAAAAABM0/wSTmu3LG0-w/s1600-h/Photo+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SnRmFzNLl4I/AAAAAAAABM0/wSTmu3LG0-w/s400/Photo+45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365025305935976322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will blog about Commencements as soon as I get the pictures sorted out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I didn't regret going ;)&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/3177449179455668916-5900494892976930636?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5900494892976930636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5900494892976930636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5900494892976930636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5900494892976930636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-blog-about-commencements-as-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SnRmFzNLl4I/AAAAAAAABM0/wSTmu3LG0-w/s72-c/Photo+45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4923592921044978767</id><published>2009-07-28T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:47:49.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>and that's how much you mean to me;</title><content type='html'>College hasn't been much. Started doing A2 work now, and let me tell you, it is freaking insane. I never knew we could &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;differentiate&lt;/span&gt; trigo functions&lt;/span&gt;. wtf. Let's just stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been resting over the weekend, didn't exactly go out much xD What an accomplishment, I know. About time to take a break from our hectic schedule. But this weekend is gonna be another crazy one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Commencements&lt;/span&gt; is on Friday night. Since Rach is receiving an award and Rina is being forced to go, I will be going too I guess. The bitch is going back to Aussie on Saturday, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you must have heard. I think the 'smashing 6' definitely deserve to go and receive their award. All of them contributed to the percentage of high achievers also damn it. I thought schools were suppose to be forgiving, but apparently not. And surprisingly, the teachers are actually looking forward to seeing us again. I hope this might change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt; day. I don't like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fighting&lt;/span&gt;, especially when that someone is considered a very close friend. It did hurt, pretty bad actually. The only reason is because our friendship had meant so much to me. And I'm sure it does to you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect, you make mistakes and so do I. I'm sorry. If you're reading this, I wanna tell you that you'll always be one of my closest friends. No matter what happens, I will never ever turn my back against you. 7 months didn't come by easy, after going through our ups and downs together, I'm not going to let this come in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;have each other, all of us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths and Econs test this week. SO NOT FUN. Of all things, they must send our test results back to our parents. Just great. No screwing up this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall stop here. Must study, k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-4923592921044978767?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4923592921044978767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4923592921044978767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4923592921044978767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4923592921044978767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-now-i-just-cant-hide-it.html' title='and that&apos;s how much you mean to me;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-3249265052082229692</id><published>2009-07-22T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:20:41.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmcsWa0eq8I/AAAAAAAABMo/nS8SthyFA6A/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmcsWa0eq8I/AAAAAAAABMo/nS8SthyFA6A/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361302645076044738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow me on&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);" href="http://twitter.com/marcialow"&gt;marcialow&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am soooo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt;, only started using today xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you guys on Twitter!&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/3177449179455668916-3249265052082229692?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3249265052082229692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3249265052082229692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3249265052082229692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3249265052082229692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/follow-me-on-twitter-marcialow-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmcsWa0eq8I/AAAAAAAABMo/nS8SthyFA6A/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-8443096890859921932</id><published>2009-07-19T13:26:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:50:44.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>TCSH, Jog For Hope; 19.07.09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jog For Hope &lt;/span&gt;is a charity event organised by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Tree Huggers Club&lt;/span&gt;. Almost everyone from PS2 volunteered to help out, except for the 3 of us (Sarah, Alex and I). We were obliged to volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatthefuck, I slept at 12.30am and woke up at freaking&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 4.30am&lt;/span&gt;. We were actually suppose to be at college by 5.30am. Oh well. I shouldn't be complaining cause Henry, Alex and the other dancers were there at 4am to rehearse xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached college slightly before 6am, and ohmygosh there was actually a crowd, a lot of people in fact. Participants, Volunteers and stuff. After our 'briefing' we went over to 'Check Point 1' around&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 6.30 am &lt;/span&gt;to set up stuff but there wasn't much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmKzFDHYIAI/AAAAAAAABKw/T4T-nN90JY8/s1600-h/DSC01348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmKzFDHYIAI/AAAAAAAABKw/T4T-nN90JY8/s400/DSC01348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360043405841276930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and it looked something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had absolutely nothing to do there and the jog only starts at 8am. So, we decided to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Bestari&lt;/span&gt;; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Solaris &lt;/span&gt;to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;11 people&lt;/span&gt; went in 5 cars. Not exactly environmental friendly eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK4P-SC_nI/AAAAAAAABLI/AUF28vkOWrc/s1600-h/DSC01353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK4P-SC_nI/AAAAAAAABLI/AUF28vkOWrc/s400/DSC01353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360049091080552050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infront of Bestari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK2jIceopI/AAAAAAAABK4/BvxGJkJM73c/s1600-h/DSC01349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK2jIceopI/AAAAAAAABK4/BvxGJkJM73c/s400/DSC01349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360047221202920082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Lin, Ze Young, Anan Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK3X29ziPI/AAAAAAAABLA/44NupGmIL_k/s1600-h/DSC01351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK3X29ziPI/AAAAAAAABLA/44NupGmIL_k/s400/DSC01351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360048127043930354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos, Henry, Jun Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back around 8am and we started doing stupid things cause we were bored. Like setting the car radio on full blast and goofing around on the toad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK4vJsyDVI/AAAAAAAABLQ/0k4Hffg7odA/s1600-h/DSC01357%231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK4vJsyDVI/AAAAAAAABLQ/0k4Hffg7odA/s400/DSC01357%231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360049626721422674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;'check point one'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK6JPq4H0I/AAAAAAAABLg/dfdlfvasow4/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK6JPq4H0I/AAAAAAAABLg/dfdlfvasow4/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360051174512271170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh, amos, sarah and kok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK6Ixp2hyI/AAAAAAAABLY/2sknIEyB7n4/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK6Ixp2hyI/AAAAAAAABLY/2sknIEyB7n4/s400/DSC01358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360051166454908706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLOGorNATI/AAAAAAAABMY/CQ8zg040p5g/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLOGorNATI/AAAAAAAABMY/CQ8zg040p5g/s400/DSC01359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360073119917474098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK8S-1SNYI/AAAAAAAABLw/LBPE7QUmLRQ/s1600-h/DSC01360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK8S-1SNYI/AAAAAAAABLw/LBPE7QUmLRQ/s400/DSC01360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360053540814468482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I were spooked when Alex carried us on his shoulder. Oh my gosh, I thought I was gonna fall flat on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Ming came over later to &lt;s&gt;kacau&lt;/s&gt; see us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the jogathon was over;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK7Raf1oOI/AAAAAAAABLo/ND004Vlw5mw/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmK7Raf1oOI/AAAAAAAABLo/ND004Vlw5mw/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360052414369341666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos and Kok thinks they look cool like that. Potong stim. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLMT01WJYI/AAAAAAAABL4/JeaElhDYzBQ/s1600-h/DSC01362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLMT01WJYI/AAAAAAAABL4/JeaElhDYzBQ/s400/DSC01362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360071147496285570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing up/ picking rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLMomLyD0I/AAAAAAAABMA/6244Gi-A8Qo/s1600-h/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLMomLyD0I/AAAAAAAABMA/6244Gi-A8Qo/s400/DSC01363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360071504341110594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize Giving and Alex's dance performance was up next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLNMbDV6AI/AAAAAAAABMI/oySSzmCt1uY/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLNMbDV6AI/AAAAAAAABMI/oySSzmCt1uY/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360072119828211714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLOewR47rI/AAAAAAAABMg/XhsXku5dmO4/s1600-h/DSC01369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmLOewR47rI/AAAAAAAABMg/XhsXku5dmO4/s400/DSC01369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360073534275645106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Ba Kut Teh' &lt;/span&gt;at&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Segambut&lt;/span&gt; after the whole event with Ming, Jason, Alex and Sarah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much actually, but it was still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, I am suffering from serious lack of sleep. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-8443096890859921932?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8443096890859921932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=8443096890859921932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8443096890859921932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8443096890859921932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/tcsh-jog-for-hope-190709.html' title='TCSH, Jog For Hope; 19.07.09.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SmKzFDHYIAI/AAAAAAAABKw/T4T-nN90JY8/s72-c/DSC01348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-3992023594683153394</id><published>2009-07-18T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:30:11.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sooooo tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been waking up early in the morning every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Nirvana this morning for my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; grandfather's death anniversary&lt;/span&gt; and at his anniversary party at night. And I have to freaking wake up at 4am tmrw for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jogathon&lt;/span&gt;.  In case you didn't know, I was forced to volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, spare me. And I'm going for&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; 'Fame'&lt;/span&gt; tmrw night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;I DESPERATELY NEED&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; SLEEP &lt;/span&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3992023594683153394?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3992023594683153394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3992023594683153394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3992023594683153394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3992023594683153394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-sooooo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-9182702215376275003</id><published>2009-07-12T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:34:29.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Mad2Max@Euphoria MOS; 10.07.09.</title><content type='html'>MAD2MAX Dance Competition was held at MOS last Friday night, 6pm to 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll2s2hGJ4I/AAAAAAAABJs/x2ZrP6PUbbM/s1600-h/DSC01335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll2s2hGJ4I/AAAAAAAABJs/x2ZrP6PUbbM/s400/DSC01335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357443744654567298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Alex &lt;/span&gt;was representing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylors Hartamas&lt;/span&gt; as&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Puppets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yew Loong, Henry&lt;/span&gt; and the rest. Being very good friends, we were all there to support with a handful of TCSH people :) *ehem* NOT YOU, AMOS KHAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Sean's house around 5.30pm and we headed to Sunway. We had early dinner at Wendy's before entering the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3XnxmLgI/AAAAAAAABJ0/d39SMLUpJyU/s1600-h/Picture+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3XnxmLgI/AAAAAAAABJ0/d39SMLUpJyU/s400/Picture+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357444479431618050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The competition started about 7ish. And it took me a while to realise &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Caprice&lt;/span&gt; was hosting the event. All the dance crews were soooooooo good! And of course, The Puppets put on an amazing show. The battle between the 2 final teams chosen was just crazy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dynamitez&lt;/span&gt; won eventually. Fair enough I guess, they really really deserved it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3zhnm-8I/AAAAAAAABJ8/72FKN0_J-qU/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3zhnm-8I/AAAAAAAABJ8/72FKN0_J-qU/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357444958815452098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh; eelynn; milia; ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3_QT-2mI/AAAAAAAABKE/4WoTnjBQJsI/s1600-h/Picture+20.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll3_QT-2mI/AAAAAAAABKE/4WoTnjBQJsI/s400/Picture+20.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357445160328157794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the G Six :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite picture with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll4ean8aTI/AAAAAAAABKM/8NcLV6PQpzk/s1600-h/Picture+21.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll4ean8aTI/AAAAAAAABKM/8NcLV6PQpzk/s400/Picture+21.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357445695672183090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years and counting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The competition ended about 9pm. So, we headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Station One&lt;/span&gt; for dinner/supper. Entered MOS slightly after 10pm, and the crowd was pathetic. People only started coming in after an hour or so. Then, Jason decided to open a bottle of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;vodka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank, drank, drank and drank. Mhmm, from what I remember, I think Jian was trying to kill me with vodka. He poured like a quarter glass of vodka with coke. And why the heck did I drink so many glasses. Not a very wise decision &gt;.&lt; style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;high after that la. And I was aware of that, thank you. Danced a while downstairs with Charmain and Jason, the dance floor was already crowded and the lighting was just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll68vhL6NI/AAAAAAAABKU/_jtR7qs0ycc/s400/Picture+19.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357448415700314322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charmaine; marsh; carmen; jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll7YKFz4bI/AAAAAAAABKc/iiGwPNyle1w/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll7YKFz4bI/AAAAAAAABKc/iiGwPNyle1w/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357448886689718706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll8A7TiCyI/AAAAAAAABKk/MGhm34gf8UM/s1600-h/Picture+22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll8A7TiCyI/AAAAAAAABKk/MGhm34gf8UM/s400/Picture+22.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357449587095374626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to leave around &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12am&lt;/span&gt;, so that was about it. I was already &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sober&lt;/span&gt; when I went home. I had a good cover up. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see a lot of people I haven't seen for a long time :) It does bring back some memories, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I have &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; went into a club before. It was quite an experience :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-9182702215376275003?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/9182702215376275003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=9182702215376275003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/9182702215376275003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/9182702215376275003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/mad2maxeuphoria-mos-100709.html' title='Mad2Max@Euphoria MOS; 10.07.09.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sll2s2hGJ4I/AAAAAAAABJs/x2ZrP6PUbbM/s72-c/DSC01335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6708198412800312787</id><published>2009-07-11T12:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:44:48.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MAD2MAX was awesome :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about it later in the day, can't remember where I left my camera tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, I'm still trying to put pieces of yesterday night together  xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6708198412800312787?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6708198412800312787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6708198412800312787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6708198412800312787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6708198412800312787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/mad2max-was-awesome-will-blog-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-6160626953663609840</id><published>2009-07-06T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:38:01.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>my head is spinning;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SlIV1e_D3qI/AAAAAAAABJk/7KTvX8XhLLU/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SlIV1e_D3qI/AAAAAAAABJk/7KTvX8XhLLU/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355366915491749538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to one of my very best friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SARAH TAN&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You're finally legal xP and I hope you enjoyed lunch today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College started last Tuesday. It felt almost weird. Changing classrooms, new timetable, a quiet and attentive class, more unfamiliar faces, and the air-con isn't exactly that cold anymore. It felt like our first day at college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank goodness one thing never changed, us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was Parent Teacher Day; NASCOM meeting; Alan's Bithday Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I've lost the mood of blogging. Just feeling lazy and tired these days. After you come home, you crash on the bed for your evening nap, wake up, have dinner, do your homework and go to sleep. It's like a bloody routine thing. Can't really help it &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; UCAS talk &lt;/span&gt;today. Freaking hell, why is it so scary? I'm not even sure what I want to do. How la, need to decide soon some more. I need to go UK, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm gonna sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6160626953663609840?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6160626953663609840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6160626953663609840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6160626953663609840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6160626953663609840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-head-is-spinning.html' title='my head is spinning;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SlIV1e_D3qI/AAAAAAAABJk/7KTvX8XhLLU/s72-c/Picture+12.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-1563342432656616654</id><published>2009-06-27T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:58:24.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To all A-Levels Taylorians; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Semester 1 Results&lt;/span&gt; are already posted in our &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;online student portal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you should have a look at it before your parents get their hands on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mailed &lt;/span&gt;results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(God knows when it's gonna magically appear at your&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; doorstep&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least you'll know what to expect, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnnnn it. This is so screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not exactly happy about mine! :(&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/3177449179455668916-1563342432656616654?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1563342432656616654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1563342432656616654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1563342432656616654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1563342432656616654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-all-levels-taylorians-our-semester-1.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5139551474094321615</id><published>2009-06-25T23:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:27:37.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>who knew goodbye could be so hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Alex isn't leaving college! wheeeeeeeeeeee! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;* and thank you, Jun Kit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;YESTERDAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He really scared me when he told me he might wanna&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;leave TCSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do law foundation or a levels all over again. College without Alex, it's just unthinkable. He was in dilemma cause he didn't want to leave us :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's plan was to accompany him to have a look at HELP's foundation courses and A Levels there. Met up with Alex and we had lunch at Secret Recipe, PBD. Talked to one of the counselor from the Law Department, and whoa, the scholarships they offered were really good. It's a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to One U, we decided to give Sarah a surprise visit at her house since she couldn't come out with us :) Spent the afternoon walking around&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; One U&lt;/span&gt; till my mum came. Sorry, Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post is meaningless, but I'm just happy Alex is staying with us until the end :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And this made me realise;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's has only been 6 months; but we're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SkOhnWR1XZI/AAAAAAAABJc/SRc-tyLe-NM/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SkOhnWR1XZI/AAAAAAAABJc/SRc-tyLe-NM/s400/Photo+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351298479613631890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5139551474094321615?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5139551474094321615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5139551474094321615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5139551474094321615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5139551474094321615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/who-knew-goodbye-could-be-so-hard.html' title='who knew goodbye could be so hard?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SkOhnWR1XZI/AAAAAAAABJc/SRc-tyLe-NM/s72-c/Photo+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6126052273245353217</id><published>2009-06-20T22:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:51:27.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>you're not good for me, and it's a fact;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;19/06/09 (Friday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with the longtimebestfriend;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Sean&lt;/span&gt;. Haven't really got a chance to catch up with him before this. He was busy with exams, and so was I. Well, I guess the holiday came just in time. The perfect opportunity to catch up with each other. Just like old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Nando's, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangsar Village&lt;/span&gt;. I was kindda broke, so yeah. Met up with Ming and Jason at Devi's Corner for a while before we went over to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; D'Haven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz7WOIV08I/AAAAAAAABIw/wrM8am0bFkE/s1600-h/Picture+17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz7WOIV08I/AAAAAAAABIw/wrM8am0bFkE/s400/Picture+17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349426816578081730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'strawberry lime'&lt;/span&gt; ; the all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the car park, we were walking through this dark alley opposite BV2. And hell, I thought someone was gonna pop out from the dark to rob us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Sean's house for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8DGm1xGI/AAAAAAAABI4/3uHT8-4rU9I/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8DGm1xGI/AAAAAAAABI4/3uHT8-4rU9I/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349427587652633698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8PgTkrbI/AAAAAAAABJA/gy8LPhb3fjM/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8PgTkrbI/AAAAAAAABJA/gy8LPhb3fjM/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349427800709574066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8W-2f7EI/AAAAAAAABJI/qFBJ6UZf-Uc/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz8W-2f7EI/AAAAAAAABJI/qFBJ6UZf-Uc/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349427929168211010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz9yuyreTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0BGHCAHRTwU/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz9yuyreTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/0BGHCAHRTwU/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349429505405188402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;20/06/09 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The Eating Spree and Father's Day Gift hunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the college bunch (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sarah, Amos, Ming, Leon, Chee Keng, Kok&lt;/span&gt;) to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;. Alex couldn't make it :( Gosh, I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Fighting'&lt;/span&gt;. As usual, Sarah and I ended up screaming in the cinema. Then, the guys would look at us and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; laugh&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Meiyan on the way out of the cinema. We were suppose to go out this week. Hahahaha. But wth, we were actually watching the same movie at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the guys were playing pool, Sarah and I decided to have Tea Time at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;La Manila Cafe&lt;/span&gt;. Each of us had a huge slice of cake :) And did I mention, we were both harassed at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Education Fair&lt;/span&gt;. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. I haven't laughed so much in days :) I missed their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;....prove to me you're not a waste of my time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6126052273245353217?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6126052273245353217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6126052273245353217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6126052273245353217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6126052273245353217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/youre-not-good-for-me-and-its-fact.html' title='you&apos;re not good for me, and it&apos;s a fact;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sjz7WOIV08I/AAAAAAAABIw/wrM8am0bFkE/s72-c/Picture+17.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6614297026067327050</id><published>2009-06-16T20:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:31:51.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>meet rinachiewsuetping..</title><content type='html'>As you all know, this 'girl' is all the way at Sydney, UNSW.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had a little conversation, and this is how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;1) She thinks she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeNZLKi3nI/AAAAAAAABIQ/vsMFqqFKCxE/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeNZLKi3nI/AAAAAAAABIQ/vsMFqqFKCxE/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347898546159017586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeNqCmeLfI/AAAAAAAABIY/CrF2pacLuqQ/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeNqCmeLfI/AAAAAAAABIY/CrF2pacLuqQ/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347898835918007794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only got to choose from the pikachu and this, to define her ugliness. (wtf!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeOCa0J55I/AAAAAAAABIg/RVcQn74WqBY/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeOCa0J55I/AAAAAAAABIg/RVcQn74WqBY/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347899254734710674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;2) She thinks she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fat &lt;/span&gt;now.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (like that can ever happen)&lt;/span&gt;  And looks like that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeO406ksCI/AAAAAAAABIo/6ZClxGyh2g8/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeO406ksCI/AAAAAAAABIo/6ZClxGyh2g8/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347900189453889570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gosh, she made me laugh like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, she's still the same old Rina. And she's coming back during the end of July  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6614297026067327050?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6614297026067327050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6614297026067327050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6614297026067327050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6614297026067327050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/meet-rinachiewsuetping.html' title='meet rinachiewsuetping..'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjeNZLKi3nI/AAAAAAAABIQ/vsMFqqFKCxE/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-3815808189462904317</id><published>2009-06-13T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:16:25.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>before the storm;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SEMESTER EXAM IS OFFICIALLY OVER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;but I am so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're sending our bloody results to our parents. Damn it damn it damn it. Apparently half the class &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt; math. And I don't know how many more failed physics, chem and econs. It isn't very encouraging, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12/06/09 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sarah, Alex and Ming.&lt;/span&gt; We bumped into a group of march intake students from taylors. And we ended up watching the same movie, at the same time, at the same place. We watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HANNAH MONTANA! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t was soooo touching when she sang 'The Climb"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;13/06/09 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;TCSH CAMPUS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;student ambassadors&lt;/span&gt;, we had duty/work at college today. Alex was suppose to work with Sarah and I, but then he went off to Singapore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Campus Tours&lt;/span&gt; and talk to the parents. It feels as if my legs are broken. Gosh, I walked up and down saying the same thing over and over again for about 5 times. From the counciling area, library, lecture theaters, classrooms...... up till the 3rd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;surprise visitor&lt;/span&gt; around 12pm. I was attending to some girl, and this guy in green shirt came right through the front door. And who that might be....? My longtimebestfriend. He came just to see me and catch up a bit. Thank you so much for coming, Sean! I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some familiar faces; Cempakans. Kuok Liang, Kevin and a few dropped by. I doubt he was interested in college, he was more interested in the present like; How to study for SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sarah and I left about 4pm and headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; to meet up with Nigel. He was shopping for new clothes cause his new college has some strange rules on clothing. So, Sarah and I helped him look around for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I miss you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tay Ee Meng&lt;/span&gt;! It's so weird not talking to you for a few days :( It doesn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ohh, we had to be in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;formal &lt;/span&gt;attire today &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjPBKuoCT-I/AAAAAAAABII/sHzWX4o8xlM/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjPBKuoCT-I/AAAAAAAABII/sHzWX4o8xlM/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346829572677717986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to sleep soon. Toodles! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3815808189462904317?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3815808189462904317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3815808189462904317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3815808189462904317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3815808189462904317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/before-storm.html' title='before the storm;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SjPBKuoCT-I/AAAAAAAABII/sHzWX4o8xlM/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-3577496438043112160</id><published>2009-06-07T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:57:33.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.....people do crazy things when they're stressed out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semester exam&lt;/span&gt; starts tmrw, till Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and then, a 2 week break :D (I'm dreaming way too early for my own good)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;anyways, wish me luck :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3577496438043112160?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3577496438043112160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3577496438043112160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3577496438043112160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3577496438043112160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-503817902086867432</id><published>2009-06-03T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:12:44.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;it's tiring when you're going at full speed in your life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and I wish everything could just slow down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-503817902086867432?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/503817902086867432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=503817902086867432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/503817902086867432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/503817902086867432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-tiring-when-youre-going-at-full.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-8618315382541047297</id><published>2009-05-31T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:25:52.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>7 days and counting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SiIOlTXzUwI/AAAAAAAABIA/9o6OofZZDbQ/s1600-h/Photo+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SiIOlTXzUwI/AAAAAAAABIA/9o6OofZZDbQ/s400/Photo+85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341848142032884482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something I bought for my phone at Pavi yesterday :) I got too bored with the Jay keychain. Used it for a year plus. It does reminds me alot of year 2008. All the bittersweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I needed a change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM... I did some revision on chem yesterday night. Not much tho, cause I was too occupied with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UGLY BETTY&lt;/span&gt; during my self- proclaimed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'break time'&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, you've guessed it, I never got back to my chemistry XP Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I see freaking &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;carbon compounds&lt;/span&gt; flying in my head! ahhhh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm gonna study more chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care, peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-8618315382541047297?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8618315382541047297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=8618315382541047297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8618315382541047297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8618315382541047297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-days-and-counting.html' title='7 days and counting.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SiIOlTXzUwI/AAAAAAAABIA/9o6OofZZDbQ/s72-c/Photo+85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7913120613057045357</id><published>2009-05-29T22:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:30:46.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>uncertainties;</title><content type='html'>I apologise for the lack of updates. Been kindda busy with tests and stuff. So yeah. I don't really have time to blog or even watch much tv. I'm so lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jun Kit &lt;/span&gt;and I went back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Cempaka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;after college, yesterday. It suddenly felt so familiar walking up the link bridge, down the stairs, and of course walking past the chem lab. We only managed to see Mr Sheat and Cik Zakiah. And Mr S was ranting about his problems, and updating us on school stuff. So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our chem test today, the 9 of us (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sarah, Amos, Alex, Chee Keng, Kok Queng, Cheong Jun, Henry, Chang Lin and myself&lt;/span&gt;) went over to Cineleisure for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terminator Salvation&lt;/span&gt;. It was our chilling session after a whole week of plain torture at college. Anyways, back to the movie. Sarah and I got scared during the movie, like when the robot was trying to rip off his face. Ew. I can't believe Amos and Chee Keng actually found it funny &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, hot days aren't doing any good to me. I finished to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;venti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Iced Shaken Tea Lemonade&lt;/span&gt; today. Starbucks is burning a bloody big hole in my pocket. Amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I bought a pair of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;grey contacts&lt;/span&gt;. In case you didn't know, I am short sighted :) I wore it to college for a week already. Not sure whether some of you noticed. But yeah, I got some funny remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think it makes me look less sleepy :) What you think?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sh_7fOjksVI/AAAAAAAABH4/fCQ0pX4s22Q/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341264196986515794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*please ignore the puffy eyes, I haven't gotten enough sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, Physics class tmrw from 8.30am to 1.30pm. I can't even stand an hour in his class, let alone 5 hours straight. Plain madness. Screw it, I'm skipping XP I wanna watch Angels and Demons tmrw at Pavi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;College Life In One Day (CLIOD) &lt;/span&gt;starts next week. We have duty to do. Ahh, I hope I get to skip Physics! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, have a nice weekend everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good luck studying Taylorians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7913120613057045357?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7913120613057045357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7913120613057045357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7913120613057045357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7913120613057045357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/uncertainties.html' title='uncertainties;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sh_7fOjksVI/AAAAAAAABH4/fCQ0pX4s22Q/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5724063195991026928</id><published>2009-05-22T22:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:55:10.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>and I'm still holding on;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First thing's First;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha8nXJX2lI/AAAAAAAABHA/vG1APkPPL5s/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha8nXJX2lI/AAAAAAAABHA/vG1APkPPL5s/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338661792708549202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KRIS ALLEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;won &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;American Idol!&lt;/span&gt; The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cutest&lt;/span&gt; winner ever :)*swooons*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... too bad Jun Kit XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is driving me up the wall. Bloody Hydrocarbons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; crash&lt;/span&gt; everyday after college. I need a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;holiday&lt;/span&gt;, soooo badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND I FREAKING NEED &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;! &gt;.&lt;   &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday night is my eating-out day. Today, we decided to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha6VR3ijUI/AAAAAAAABGo/nxV-6m3e20w/s400/Picture+15.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338659283030674754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PURPLE CANE&lt;/span&gt;; SHAW PARADE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most of you know this place. They cook dishes with different &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tea leaves&lt;/span&gt;. It's suppose to be damn healthy, cause there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;not much oil&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha646JEEtI/AAAAAAAABGw/nPrhpxMcDao/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha646JEEtI/AAAAAAAABGw/nPrhpxMcDao/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338659895137014482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soup in a Teapot. Cute eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha65ey-ahI/AAAAAAAABG4/zFrIgqqvDf4/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha65ey-ahI/AAAAAAAABG4/zFrIgqqvDf4/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338659904976480786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what it's called. But it's something like the Peking Duck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha9EKu1kvI/AAAAAAAABHI/howkqepvuJ0/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha9EKu1kvI/AAAAAAAABHI/howkqepvuJ0/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662287592231666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice is boiled with tea leaves as well. O.O Imagine how healthy this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha9ErWw9rI/AAAAAAAABHQ/H1zS2Psaq5g/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha9ErWw9rI/AAAAAAAABHQ/H1zS2Psaq5g/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338662296349636274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha-9v_wTdI/AAAAAAAABHg/JApv0aLVqVc/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha-9v_wTdI/AAAAAAAABHg/JApv0aLVqVc/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664376359472594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sister and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha-9Ckb50I/AAAAAAAABHY/HZDSp1GyPzo/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha-9Ckb50I/AAAAAAAABHY/HZDSp1GyPzo/s400/Picture+13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338664364165293890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you planning to go on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;diet&lt;/span&gt;, please &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do not&lt;/span&gt; freaking starve yourselves&lt;/span&gt;! Take this as an option XD &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Not fattening&lt;/span&gt;, I guarantee. You'll be as thin as me in no time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my advice, take it or leave it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should eat this more often, maybe I'd live another extra few years :) Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone, I'm off to eat my ice-cream! XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5724063195991026928?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5724063195991026928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5724063195991026928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5724063195991026928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5724063195991026928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-im-still-holding-on.html' title='and I&apos;m still holding on;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sha8nXJX2lI/AAAAAAAABHA/vG1APkPPL5s/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7730688223271588118</id><published>2009-05-19T21:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:31:29.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>one step at a time;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Teacher's Day&lt;/span&gt;. So, the few of us chipped in to buy the teachers some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex named them after our beloved lecturers; and the soft toy, supposedly resembles them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK8dpyItgI/AAAAAAAABGY/lKQ4FmR-YSA/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK8dpyItgI/AAAAAAAABGY/lKQ4FmR-YSA/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337535726005827074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chian's and Mr Gauvra's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK8cyNplzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/oardoOG72GE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK8cyNplzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/oardoOG72GE/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337535711088842546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Ms Ida's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK95mo-dGI/AAAAAAAABGg/RZ9n2UCGMjI/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK95mo-dGI/AAAAAAAABGg/RZ9n2UCGMjI/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337537305710064738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chian hugging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Chom Fon' &lt;/span&gt;during class :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, left out Ms Leong's and Ms Navina's &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;Alex &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ming &lt;/span&gt;for buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;photoshoot &lt;/span&gt;going on in college these 2 days. For Taylor's. Jun Kit, Sarah and Leon were 'modeling' for it. They skipped classes for 2 whole days. Awesome eh? I wish I took a picture of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit&lt;/span&gt; wearing that&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; FLUORESCENT PINK&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;FLUORESCENT GREEN &lt;/span&gt;t-shirt. He looked like a traffic light XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol tmrw, and I hope &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;KRIS ALLEN&lt;/span&gt; wins! He's cute and he plays the guitar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. Am gonna study International Trade now. Econs is no laughing matter :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7730688223271588118?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7730688223271588118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7730688223271588118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7730688223271588118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7730688223271588118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-step-at-time.html' title='one step at a time;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/ShK8dpyItgI/AAAAAAAABGY/lKQ4FmR-YSA/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-206787172903028581</id><published>2009-05-15T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:39:39.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>when you stop believing in yourself;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;, the weekends are here! I need rest so badly. College just gets crazier by the week! Literally. I am so worn out and tired. A levels is driving me mad :( I think I am losing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, today we had our first &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Student Ambassador meeting&lt;/span&gt;. Mr Rahul explained our duties as ambassadors on certain events and occasions. We have to take turns to come back to college, every weekend starting next month. Great.. And we might have to follow him around, maybe travel down to Johor or to different schools to give talks or help out. But the thing is, we get paid. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam in another 3 weeks. Damn. Well, George said there was gonna be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; huge party&lt;/span&gt; after the semester 1 exams organised by the student council at a club. So yeah, I hope it works out :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Jaya One&lt;/span&gt; tmrw with my uncle and aunty. &gt;.&lt; eww, hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-206787172903028581?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/206787172903028581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=206787172903028581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/206787172903028581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/206787172903028581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-you-stop-believing-in-yourself.html' title='when you stop believing in yourself;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-7782473133712622921</id><published>2009-05-11T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:37:04.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>when you think life gets better;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sggo3CnKu9I/AAAAAAAABF8/y4enO9kYw10/s1600-h/Image002+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sggo3CnKu9I/AAAAAAAABF8/y4enO9kYw10/s400/Image002+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334558684679420882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture from last Friday. Lunch at&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Rakuzen&lt;/span&gt;, again XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chee Keng, Jun Kit, Alex, Sarah &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Leon&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't notice, we're all in black and red.&lt;br /&gt;It was our Taylor's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Black &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt; :) I made a card for my mum XD&lt;br /&gt;Something I used to do when I was much younger.&lt;br /&gt;So, how was yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;; mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only told today about our Maths and Physics test this week (sigh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 tests this week, great stuff. Semester exam in 2 weeks time, even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, I feel like banging my head on the wall &gt;.&lt; style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;physics, chemistry, maths&lt;/span&gt;; here I come :)&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/3177449179455668916-7782473133712622921?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7782473133712622921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7782473133712622921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7782473133712622921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7782473133712622921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-you-think-life-gets-better.html' title='when you think life gets better;'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sggo3CnKu9I/AAAAAAAABF8/y4enO9kYw10/s72-c/Image002+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-3395381403397052926</id><published>2009-05-08T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:34:32.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our shared blog is coming alive again;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;www.4andforever.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina blogged!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3395381403397052926?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3395381403397052926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3395381403397052926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3395381403397052926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3395381403397052926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-shared-blog-is-coming-alive-again.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-1092583635729472916</id><published>2009-05-07T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:30:11.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>coming to my senses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April is gone, and hello month of May ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;omgwtf,&lt;/span&gt; it's already May... O.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester exam in another 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...., who knew &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Permutations and Combinations&lt;/span&gt; could be so tough?!? I used to love it back at Form 5, now I just loathe it. . I wonder studying hard would even pay off in the end. Which I doubt it would. For all you know, studying is just not good enough to answer to damn exam paper (hint; econs!). We have to THINK, and THINK and THINK. Not many of us are born smart like Sarah and Chee Keng :P Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I shall try my best. I'm not giving up just as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College has been really crazy lately. Every lesson gets tougher by the day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain overloaddddd&lt;/span&gt;, seriously. And if you don't study over the weekend or something, the guilt eats you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, wearing retainers is a nuisance. I can't stand the way I talk (mumble) sometimes. And Amos enjoys &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;mimicking &lt;/span&gt;me now. I bet he's just trying to get back at me now XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the song &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;'No Surprise' &lt;/span&gt;by Daughtry. They performed it on American Idol today. And yes, the top 3 is finally chosen. I wish Allison was in it. Her voice is so amazing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm gonna studyyyyy :D nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Just so you know; life gets easier, when you're here. And it does make a difference..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1092583635729472916?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1092583635729472916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1092583635729472916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1092583635729472916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1092583635729472916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-to-my-senses.html' title='coming to my senses.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-7886738385060462225</id><published>2009-04-30T23:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:45:00.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>second best; is all I will know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28/04/09 &lt;/span&gt;(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sfm-3wUY88I/AAAAAAAABFY/k83V0jTQ69A/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sfm-3wUY88I/AAAAAAAABFY/k83V0jTQ69A/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330501499042198466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to go to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Taylor's Subang &lt;/span&gt;for the Scholarship ceremony thing. It was sooooooooooo BORING! And it was such a waste of time, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfnAmxRxtgI/AAAAAAAABFg/Zk2l_yxBWfc/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfnAmxRxtgI/AAAAAAAABFg/Zk2l_yxBWfc/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330503406265153026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony ended about 12pm, then Samie and I went over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Asia Cafe&lt;/span&gt; to meet up with Chin Long, Bernard and Jin Xung. They played pool and foosball for a while and we headed back to Hartamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Jun Hao joined us for lunch. I haven't seen them for a really really looong time.  Did I mention Alex can't recognise me anymore :( He's so evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30/04/09 &lt;/span&gt;(Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a horrible day for me. I was feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;feverish &lt;/span&gt;at college. I was wearing 3 sweaters and still felt cold. &gt;.&lt; I was literally dying during class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Wok Hei and suddenly, it started raining cats and dogs. wtf. I so didn't need that. We had to run in the rain. Like the day could get any worse. I took the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Panadol Acti-Fast&lt;/span&gt; and slept during Chem.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headache was gone when the last period ended. Perfect, I can finally study for LAN. It wasn't that hard lah, thank god :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohh, I finally removed my braces today. It feels kindda weird.  I think I look like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;small girl&lt;/span&gt; now, seriously. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfnCwhAzW8I/AAAAAAAABFo/kEEBQjaGpdk/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfnCwhAzW8I/AAAAAAAABFo/kEEBQjaGpdk/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330505772720937922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't You THINK So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... At least my nightmare's finally over! I should celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Good night :) I need sleep and more vitamin C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I wish I knew what I am getting myself into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7886738385060462225?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7886738385060462225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7886738385060462225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7886738385060462225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7886738385060462225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-best-is-all-i-will-know.html' title='second best; is all I will know.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sfm-3wUY88I/AAAAAAAABFY/k83V0jTQ69A/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7222699282428093554</id><published>2009-04-29T19:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:58:15.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>where's the sunshine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chem test is finally over! It was ever so hard &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAN exam&lt;/span&gt; tmrw! (dieeeeee lahhh...!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can survive revising tonight without coughing my lungs out. (yes, I'm sick, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ahhh, everyone is falling sick now ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, after&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; long years&lt;/span&gt;, I'm finally taking out my ugly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt; tmrw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Alright, back to LAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RINA CHIEW SUET PING&lt;/span&gt; is being &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;stalked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by a guy at Aussie, go ask her about it. HAHAHAHA. I think she deserves this XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7222699282428093554?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7222699282428093554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7222699282428093554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7222699282428093554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7222699282428093554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheres-sunshine.html' title='where&apos;s the sunshine?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5448447419798532378</id><published>2009-04-25T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:39:42.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>staring at the sun.</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the weekend is here :) Time to relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Sarah&lt;/span&gt; and we went over to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; One U&lt;/span&gt; about 12pm. We wanted to do some shopping before meeting up with the rest at Curve. There's this new shop, called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KITSCHEN&lt;/span&gt;. Go check it out, nice clothes and it's affordable. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfMlGGcfBEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/X2UNgPIvR8U/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfMlGGcfBEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/X2UNgPIvR8U/s400/DSC01009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328643570848957506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Gardens&lt;/span&gt;. The food was decent. I must say, the restaurant's deco is really nice and the service was good/helpful, at least I think so la. So, go there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the old block for a while and we decided to take a cab to&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The Curve&lt;/span&gt;, and fyi we got rejected 3 times. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Sarah and I met up with Alex first. And there was this DELL roadshow infront of Cineleisure. Alex was teased by the host when we walked past the place, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate again at Paddingtons with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Ming, Jason&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Amos, Sam &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Leon &lt;/span&gt;joined us later for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Box&lt;/span&gt;. Another Cheong K session. It was kindda expensive cause it was the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Good night! I'm very tired. *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports day tmrw! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5448447419798532378?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5448447419798532378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5448447419798532378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5448447419798532378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5448447419798532378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/staring-at-sun.html' title='staring at the sun.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SfMlGGcfBEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/X2UNgPIvR8U/s72-c/DSC01009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6216667398819189154</id><published>2009-04-22T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:48:30.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>brain overload?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY 18th Birthday, Ming! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was kindda hectic. And I didn't sleep well yesterday night. Anyways, had Maths 1st thing in the morning, and we surprised Ming with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Physics Practical. It was ever so difficult, bloody &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BIFILAR PENDULUM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Nagomi&lt;/span&gt;. We decided to try out the set meals. Verdict? Rakuzen is still better :) Expensive tho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back for our &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thinking Skills Test&lt;/span&gt;. This subject requires patience; reading the question over and over again, and there is still a possibility that you wouldn't be able to figure anything out. Yeahhh, it really makes you think, A LOT. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs was after TS. Sigh. Ms Chian was talking about Demand Pull Inflation, Aggregate Demand; Macro stuff. Apparently, at this point in time, she claims that most of her students start to get lost in Econs. Mmm, quite true. I am kindda lost now. Brain overloaddddd....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally had a chance to relax a while during Chem. Not exactly, but better than Econs for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and we had LAN at Bestari XD Quiz tmrw. I haven't read anything at all. So, I'm just gonna try my luck with my Form 1,2 and 3 knowledge of Sejarah. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realise, it's almost impossible to miss any lessons in college &gt;.&lt; That means no skipping classes like high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I got physics test on Friday, again.. Imma study now XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ps. &lt;/span&gt;    Congrats to my 2 sayangs, Sarah and Alex! And everyone else chosen. We're going to be the official &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Student Ambassadors&lt;/span&gt; for Taylor's Hartamas :) Might have to work a little (not sure what), but at least we get paid. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6216667398819189154?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6216667398819189154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6216667398819189154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6216667398819189154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6216667398819189154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/brain-overload.html' title='brain overload?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-4536641950354082490</id><published>2009-04-17T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:48:54.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>randomday.</title><content type='html'>Today was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;. Sarah, Amos, Cheong Jun and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon. Met up with the them at McD and also met a few of HELP's march intake students. Had lunch with Sean, Ee Lynn and everyone else. It was nice seeing him after so long :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sarah, Amos and I went to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Telawi street&lt;/span&gt; after lunch. Thanks to Jun Cheng's dad who dropped us there. Poor Amos was following the both of us shopping. I think it was quite unbearable for him. Climbing up long staircases during a freaking hot day, yeah. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, for today. I'm getting too lazy to blog. I feel like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;deleting&lt;/span&gt; it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, to all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SJK (C) LAI MENG&lt;/span&gt; students of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CLASS 2003&lt;/span&gt;; we're planning to have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gathering/dinner&lt;/span&gt; next Friday at Bangsar. So, if you're reading this (I highly doubt it), just let Zhu Sien or me know. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-4536641950354082490?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4536641950354082490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4536641950354082490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4536641950354082490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4536641950354082490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomday.html' title='randomday.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5550576400255339620</id><published>2009-04-13T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:03:47.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5550576400255339620?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5550576400255339620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5550576400255339620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5550576400255339620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5550576400255339620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-6388648556943383474</id><published>2009-04-11T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:01:44.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>you make my world go round.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10/04/09 (Friday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; yesterday for Rachel's Birthday Dinner. Sean met up with me earlier for some catch up time :) As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TGI &lt;/span&gt;and almost everyone was late. Blame the rain? It was just a short dinner and just catching up with people I haven't seen for a long time. And yes, something's just never change, like Niraj. It felt like 5 Science 1 all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the highlight of the night was during Birthday Song. One of the TGI staff made Rach stand on the chair and asked her to finish half the bottle of chili sauce in 2 minutes. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Hwee Yin for sending me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt; It wasn't entirely my idea, Rach. Don't blame me XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11/04/09 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta's&lt;/span&gt; showcase &lt;/span&gt;with Samie today. I would have went if some shit didn't happen. He's so cute. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my afternoon was spoiled by my parents, as usual. I don't even wanna talk about it. Went up to Jaya One and waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Alex, Sarah and Sam&lt;/span&gt; to come pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDFcxGCECI/AAAAAAAABEk/j-GoZtwc7EE/s1600-h/b187932943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDFcxGCECI/AAAAAAAABEk/j-GoZtwc7EE/s400/b187932943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323471857557573666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sarah's church; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glad Tidings&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Easter Drama&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BEYOND TEARS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Amos, Jason and Ming &lt;/span&gt;were already there waiting for us. They started the show with 4 songs. And it was really good, everyone was up singing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDHnVIrodI/AAAAAAAABEs/hs8E6k0ciFU/s1600-h/DSC00923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDHnVIrodI/AAAAAAAABEs/hs8E6k0ciFU/s400/DSC00923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323474238054310354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama started, the story line was quite good, but acting *cough cough*. There was one scene which was quite sad/horrifying about Jesus Christ. Jason and Alex were crying. Oh god. It was really  comforting to have Alex sitting next to me during that time. The drama wasn't that long, it ended about 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 of us finally decided to have dinner at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangsar Village 2; Delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDHnuK7rJI/AAAAAAAABE0/nT2PgUV7rX8/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDHnuK7rJI/AAAAAAAABE0/nT2PgUV7rX8/s400/DSC00927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323474244774636690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Amos and Jason at BV2 car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDJUJbP3wI/AAAAAAAABE8/x1tG1oXwQAM/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDJUJbP3wI/AAAAAAAABE8/x1tG1oXwQAM/s400/DSC00928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323476107516698370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Jason, lala posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Alex and Sam for dropping me home and everyone else who was there for making my day :) It would have been so horrible if I didn't meet up with you guys. I needed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;getaway&lt;/span&gt; so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been such a rough week for me and that's why I haven't been blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday just made me realise how much I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fer. 5, Amos, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; in Germany&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;everyone else&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6388648556943383474?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6388648556943383474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6388648556943383474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6388648556943383474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6388648556943383474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-make-my-world-go-round.html' title='you make my world go round.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SeDFcxGCECI/AAAAAAAABEk/j-GoZtwc7EE/s72-c/b187932943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6541325660548795390</id><published>2009-04-03T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:44:01.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>our well deserved break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;HOLIDAYS ARE FINALLY HERE! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The sad part is that, only &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Taylor's A-Levels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;are having a damn&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; 2 week break&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am in need of this 2 week break! Oh gosh, college is really taking a toll on me, seriously. And I don't know why. Maybe it's all the tests, long hours and lack of sleep. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Sarah's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;JPA interview&lt;/span&gt;! I think she'll get it :P And it made me realise how different is it when Chee Keng and Sarah aren't around. Just weird in some kindda way. Maybe I'm just too used to seeing them every other day. Hmm, I wonder whether I'd be able to get used to it when any one of them leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes ended at 12.30pm today, as usual. Jun Kit and Sean Lim joined us 5 for lunch at Wok Hei. Around 2.30pm, the few of us decided to go back to school for a surprise visit. So, Jun drove us back to Bukit Dsara. But no one was there. I think it was games carnival. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Student Ambassador interview&lt;/span&gt; at 3.30pm. It was quite funny actually. Mr Rahul interviewed us with another 2. It was like a conversation, laughing and stuff like that. I was only aware that as student ambassadors, we might have to come back whenever the college is short of staff or whatever (and that includes Saturday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether I'd be able to do all that. Seriously. Like today, I came back around 6.30pm, showered and crashed. I just slept till &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10.40pm&lt;/span&gt;. Skipped dinner just to sleep, so not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking myself what I would wanna study in the future. We have so many options, with our combination. We can do Engineering? Finance? Business? Aiya what the hell, make life so complicated. If we choose the wrong courses, there goes our future. And we have to decide in another 6 months. OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have been thinking about doing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chemical Engineering&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe in UCL or Imperial College or Kings College? Gosh, I can't imagine myself working for Petronas or something in the future, for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired now. I wanna go to sleep, again. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to us&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn you people who went for a holiday (ehem, like Germany) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s : I wanna go for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6541325660548795390?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6541325660548795390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6541325660548795390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6541325660548795390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6541325660548795390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-well-deserved-break.html' title='our well deserved break.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-846630220218105886</id><published>2009-04-01T20:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:43:24.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>summer breeze.</title><content type='html'>This is going to be short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April is finally here :) Our 2 week holidays starts next week! Am looking forward for our class &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;BBQ party&lt;/span&gt; next Monday/Tuesday. And I hope we manage to plan something in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, our college had another black out. You can hear people screaming in the most disturbing way once the lights went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNYzTfdnNI/AAAAAAAABD8/OXAHZxzRwZs/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNYzTfdnNI/AAAAAAAABD8/OXAHZxzRwZs/s400/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319693223283498194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infront of our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Uniform Affair&lt;/span&gt; day. We can wear whatever uniform we fancy; office wear, police, fire fighter, japanese lala mui, nurse, doctor and all that nonsense lah. Quite a number of people came in their secondary school uniform. It was really weird in a way, but funny at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really bothered to dress up in class, except for Alex. He was in his Stunners uniform. Mhmm, he is OUR CHEERLEADER XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me introduce you to my classmate, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; AMOS KHAW&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNaIyycWvI/AAAAAAAABEE/G1ZvTbQwtBI/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNaIyycWvI/AAAAAAAABEE/G1ZvTbQwtBI/s400/DSC00873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319694691973487346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a million dollar smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNpR6-KNYI/AAAAAAAABEU/0z8do8mO-hQ/s1600-h/DSC00875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNpR6-KNYI/AAAAAAAABEU/0z8do8mO-hQ/s400/DSC00875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319711341463352706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he is vain ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; think he's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNaoKpzoXI/AAAAAAAABEM/9J-ik5x-TJc/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNaoKpzoXI/AAAAAAAABEM/9J-ik5x-TJc/s400/DSC00883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319695230955659634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before LAN; Leon, Sarah, Marsh, Alex and Ming :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon came up to Sarah and I just before class and asked us to help him present. We had no idea what it was all about.  But anyhow, we still managed to present quite well (I think) considering we only saw the slides for the 1st time when it came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, Sarah, Alex, Ming and I were short listed for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Student Ambassador&lt;/span&gt; interview this Friday. Wish us luck? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-846630220218105886?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/846630220218105886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=846630220218105886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/846630220218105886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/846630220218105886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/04/summer-breeze.html' title='summer breeze.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SdNYzTfdnNI/AAAAAAAABD8/OXAHZxzRwZs/s72-c/DSC00869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5830236492025528475</id><published>2009-03-28T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:57:24.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>so close that you couldn't see.</title><content type='html'>I love weekends. All I do is, sleep sleep sleep :) I am a pig who needs to catch up on her sleeping hours. During the weekdays, I suffer from major lack-of-sleep because I'm used to sleeping late. Bad habit, I know, and I am trying to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kindda scary when every week just ends like that. Day after day, week after week. For all you know, it might end faster than you know it. It's sad that we have no events going on/ nothing to look forward to. It's quite different from Cempaka. Cause every one month there will be some nonsense to celebrate or some special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sarah Tan Yann Jia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lee Chee Keng&lt;/span&gt; are going for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;JPA interview&lt;/span&gt; next week. This means, they might have to leave college eventually. I hope there won't be goodbyes just as yet. I can't imagine college life without the both of them. Although it's only been a 3 months, but it feels as if we've known each other for ages. It'll still hurt. But anyhow, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;good luck and all the best &lt;/span&gt;:) I know you both would be able to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I met up with Sarah this afternoon for lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt;. We had Burger King. Can't blame us right, we were starving! Walked over to the Convention Centre for the British Council Edu Fair. And guess who I saw? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;QUANG&lt;/span&gt;! God, I actually miss him. It's been quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Confessions of A Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt; after the exhibition. The movie was really entertaining. And the guy didn't look too bad either. If you need something to cheer you up, watch that movie. It's a good laugh. I actually thought it wouldn't be that great. I guess I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it, I'm going to bed early :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5830236492025528475?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5830236492025528475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5830236492025528475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5830236492025528475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5830236492025528475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-weekends.html' title='so close that you couldn&apos;t see.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-8857802272030678759</id><published>2009-03-25T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:56:16.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sorry if I acted cranky today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-8857802272030678759?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8857802272030678759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=8857802272030678759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8857802272030678759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8857802272030678759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick-again-and-im-sorry-if-i-acted.html' title=''/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-8376563736473525123</id><published>2009-03-20T23:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:55:13.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Somewhere in the Between.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;, it's the end of the week. Thank god. I can get some rest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended slightly before 12.30pm today, as usual. The few of us; Sarah, Alex, Leon, Amos, Jun Kit and I had lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;KimGary&lt;/span&gt;, again. We're all addicted to this Hong Kong drink, "yingyong". It's something like coffee and tea mix. And I'm proud to say that I'm having it for the 3rd time, this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us walked back after lunch and just chilled in the library while waiting. I was so tired when I came back home, so I decided to take a nap around 5pm and I woke up after 8pm. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find college life really dull nowadays. We have the same classes everyday, see the same teachers, and there are hardly any upcoming events. It's getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, my mum just told me my cousin is coming down from Singapore this weekend. Apparently he's performing for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sunburst '09&lt;/span&gt; tmrw. He's in this band called, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sixx&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I shall go meet up with him on Sunday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for next weekend to come. We shall all go to Red Box to 'cheong k' and then watch Confessions of a Shopaholic. We deserve that after a whole week of damn tests :) And, I'm also looking forward to our April Holiday. We're thinking of having a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; class trip&lt;/span&gt;, but we'll see about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I feel a little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sesat&lt;/span&gt; these days, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling unce&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;rtain about things and I just wish I knew what I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-8376563736473525123?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8376563736473525123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=8376563736473525123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8376563736473525123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8376563736473525123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/somewhere-in-between.html' title='Somewhere in the Between.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-3852854730572862045</id><published>2009-03-18T18:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:55:59.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>CRASH and BURN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ScDRCvj02uI/AAAAAAAABDs/hLfq_h4Xt3M/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ScDRCvj02uI/AAAAAAAABDs/hLfq_h4Xt3M/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314477405353859810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday was Rina's Farewell. Had a last minute dinner at Delicious, Bangsar Village. I haven't seen her since last year. Omg. She actually wore heels and a skirt that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Rachel, Steph, Hwee Yin, Katt, Sean, Jun Kit and Erwan for coming :) It felt like old times again. All the jokes and laughter. Ahh, it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the 1st time I met her during Form 2. I actually thought she was a really sweet/nice/innocent girl. Looks are so deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back and visit us during the holidays and not 5 years later, damn it! And you're suppose to start a blog, so please get started now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've finally completed our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAN Unity Song&lt;/span&gt;. Stayed back yesterday, practising as a group. Today was show time. Actually, it sounded quite horrible live. I mean, it was kindda nerve wrecking having so many people watching us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so tiring having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;tests&lt;/span&gt; after tests. Chem test (again) and Econs next week. Like wtf. We have tests so often! And it's tough. I think I'm gonna shoot myself :( Results been quite bad. I need to start studying! Sometimes, I really doubt myself. Wondering whether I'd be able to pull this off. A levels, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3852854730572862045?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3852854730572862045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3852854730572862045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3852854730572862045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3852854730572862045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/crash-and-burn.html' title='CRASH and BURN.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/ScDRCvj02uI/AAAAAAAABDs/hLfq_h4Xt3M/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7644608426228708746</id><published>2009-03-13T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:56:44.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>SPM results day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sbp9ncSP3FI/AAAAAAAABDM/4XsabbbTBMs/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sbp9ncSP3FI/AAAAAAAABDM/4XsabbbTBMs/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312696826998021202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;CEMPAKA DAMANSARA; CLASS OF 2008!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;We are a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;First of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CONGRATULATIONS to all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; and to all&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Cempaka Damansarians '08 &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 2am the night before watching Gossip Girl so I could stop thinking about SPM. And I automatically woke up at 8.30 am the next day. God knows why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;10.15 am&lt;/span&gt; after receiving Rachel's call. She made me freak me out, again. Yeah, thanks. A lot of people were already waiting in the hall. Like a mini reunion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Rizal announced the percentage of distinctions which increased from last year. General Science- 100%, Maths- 92% and Add Maths 74%, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, that was still bearable. Then, the horror began.... It's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cempaka tradition&lt;/span&gt; by the way. To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mentally torture&lt;/span&gt; us like this. Pn Farah called out students starting from 4 A's, 5 A's, 6 A's..... And it wasn't in alphabetical order. Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was on the verge of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;breaking down&lt;/span&gt;. People were holding on the each other and praying that their names wouldn't be called 1st. Some looking down and covering their ears.  It was so tensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grades after grades, names after names..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the moment I've been waiting for.... my name was finally called...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sbs2QQoqeoI/AAAAAAAABDk/kinyotqEQI4/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sbs2QQoqeoI/AAAAAAAABDk/kinyotqEQI4/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312899838384962178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10 A's!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Nine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;1A's&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;B4&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral cacatkan my whole sijil. What a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;! And I am happy even though I got 2A for BM. I always sucked in BM. I shall send my moral for remarking. Oh, and there's a certificate for Accounting. LCCI or something. I have no idea what that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the end of it. Thank god! Went around meeting the teachers and they were really happy for us.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I AM &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONTENTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;eventhough I didn't score straight A's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I was really hoping for it. Oh well. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I am still happy lah, k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and I had lunch at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Bangsar Village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; after the results. To celebrate :) Bought his new shoes then I went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Went out about 5pm to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Met up with Sarah, Alex and Ming then we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And omg, Alex can sing so well! Too bad he had to leave for Charm practice :( He left us with Leon which almost made us 3 go mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbqAK9TW_1I/AAAAAAAABDU/9A_WykJP9Ro/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbqAK9TW_1I/AAAAAAAABDU/9A_WykJP9Ro/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312699636179730258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The Fer. 5 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbqAaXlf9RI/AAAAAAAABDc/ElA14-L52U4/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbqAaXlf9RI/AAAAAAAABDc/ElA14-L52U4/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312699900933174546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And Sarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Left around slightly before 9.30pm after searching for Sarah's credit. From the curve to ikano power centre. Sold out everywhere. Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. &lt;/span&gt;Please take care of your health, Alex Tay Ee Meng. I am warning you! We don't want anything to happen to you, k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and damn you Amos Khaw! I am not forgiving you for ffk-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7644608426228708746?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7644608426228708746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7644608426228708746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7644608426228708746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7644608426228708746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/spm-results-day.html' title='SPM results day.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/Sbp9ncSP3FI/AAAAAAAABDM/4XsabbbTBMs/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5602801938209042503</id><published>2009-03-12T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:41:58.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12.03.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall blog about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SPM results&lt;/span&gt; tmrw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy 18th Birthday, Leon Gan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s. your singing is horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5602801938209042503?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5602801938209042503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5602801938209042503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5602801938209042503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5602801938209042503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/120309.html' title='12.03.09'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-7737870784679359656</id><published>2009-03-10T19:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:24:14.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>happy mother's day?</title><content type='html'>Had college today, as usual. There was a talk today about education in the UK. The lecturers were from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UCL&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King's University College&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;London School of Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imperial University College&lt;/span&gt;. The few top and reputable universities in the UK. So yeah, they went on about how great their universities are, what great research work they have done, and everything lah. It was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;cat fight&lt;/span&gt; with a British accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me. Some pics I took last year at London when I went there for my bro's convocation at UCL last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbZ_5nBOlfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZnBabZ5I21w/s1600-h/DSC04391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbZ_5nBOlfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZnBabZ5I21w/s400/DSC04391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573438233482738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wicked!!!&lt;/span&gt; The Broadway Musical. Ahh, Witches of Oz :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbZ_j7oAcqI/AAAAAAAABCI/7Sf0Pa7L8Zs/s1600-h/DSC04383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbZ_j7oAcqI/AAAAAAAABCI/7Sf0Pa7L8Zs/s400/DSC04383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573065807721122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bond Street&lt;/span&gt;; the shopping district in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;UNIVERSITY COLLEGE of LONDON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaARugwTFI/AAAAAAAABCY/g2FW97hWO8c/s1600-h/DSC04471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaARugwTFI/AAAAAAAABCY/g2FW97hWO8c/s400/DSC04471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573852561624146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaA7ig-wWI/AAAAAAAABCg/_X68v4zQ8Ok/s1600-h/DSC04464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaA7ig-wWI/AAAAAAAABCg/_X68v4zQ8Ok/s400/DSC04464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311574570895851874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaBXiO90vI/AAAAAAAABCo/Zs5mDv5pu-8/s1600-h/DSC04477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaBXiO90vI/AAAAAAAABCo/Zs5mDv5pu-8/s400/DSC04477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575051856630514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro (left) with his lengzai friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we went to Wok Hei for lunch and got back just in time for the&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; chem test&lt;/span&gt;. OMG, it was sooooo hard. I left 2 whole questions blank. And our genius, Chee Keng found it hard too! Chem now is like a 100 times harder than SPMs. Damn Chemical Bonding!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, Sarah and I went over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; for coffee. Met up with Alex and all for a while then walked back to college. Su Wei was so fascinated by the fact I bought Starbucks. So I was explaining to him why I needed it. Chem test was so depressing and I had driving lessons after. So yeah. The few of us ended up bitching about driving instructors. Even Chee Keng! Supposedly, the innocent one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM results&lt;/span&gt; is gonna be out in another 2 days. Honestly, I don't even want my results now. I sense major screw up and it'll be over the stupidest thing. Ahh, whatever. It's so tiring to live up to expectations. So yeah, screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, my bro mailed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother's Day card&lt;/span&gt;. My mum got it today. Apparently, it's mother's day at the UK. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaCMbS7iiI/AAAAAAAABCw/YqjNB42chEk/s1600-h/DSC05643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaCMbS7iiI/AAAAAAAABCw/YqjNB42chEk/s400/DSC05643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575960527276578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaC6uGBqGI/AAAAAAAABC4/AAbSJhXWu84/s1600-h/DSC05644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbaC6uGBqGI/AAAAAAAABC4/AAbSJhXWu84/s400/DSC05644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311576755847407714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;temple &lt;/span&gt;to pray for good luck tmrw. At least, it'll make me feel a little better. Sue me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am going to defer my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;National Service&lt;/span&gt; tmrw as well. Wish me luck? Otherwise, you'd have to visit me at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kem Pelangi Hill &lt;/span&gt;9 days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P/S: Please don't be so paranoid about SPM results, people! It's not healthy! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. I want to sleep early. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7737870784679359656?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7737870784679359656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7737870784679359656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7737870784679359656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7737870784679359656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-mothers-day.html' title='happy mother&apos;s day?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbZ_5nBOlfI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ZnBabZ5I21w/s72-c/DSC04391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6137569238088250508</id><published>2009-03-09T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:39:51.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>something to remember.</title><content type='html'>Something I came across a few days ago.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbP0HukKeuI/AAAAAAAABCA/kh1OJJ3kM8A/s1600-h/2672_56247211691_563221691_1465918_2275175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbP0HukKeuI/AAAAAAAABCA/kh1OJJ3kM8A/s400/2672_56247211691_563221691_1465918_2275175_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310856799195921122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss Witches of Oz, so badly :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6137569238088250508?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6137569238088250508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6137569238088250508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6137569238088250508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6137569238088250508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/something-to-remember.html' title='something to remember.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SbP0HukKeuI/AAAAAAAABCA/kh1OJJ3kM8A/s72-c/2672_56247211691_563221691_1465918_2275175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5234934800214095987</id><published>2009-03-05T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:20:25.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>and it keeps getting better :)</title><content type='html'>Mhmm.. This week has been good, so far. Interesting stuff like listening to innocent &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Chee Keng &lt;/span&gt;bitch about his driving examiner. HAHAHAHA. Poor boy got corrupted by the ppg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we have finally completed our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;unity song&lt;/span&gt; for LAN. It's a really beautiful song. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Credits to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex Tay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah, show time in 2 weeks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 of us had lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rakuzen&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ms leong&lt;/span&gt;, our chem teacher on monday. And with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ms ida&lt;/span&gt;, the math teacher on wednesday, for the 3rd time. Somehow, things aren't really awkward between us and the lecturers. We can talk just about everything and anything to them and they somehow seem to get it. They don't mind all the dirty jokes &gt;.&lt; and the profanity *ehem*. The best part is that, they even join in and make it sound more obscene. Which is the funniest part. So yeah, everything's all good :) mmm... no hard feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The math teacher left for hong kong, so we had free period during math today. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 long hours of break&lt;/span&gt; :) The 6 of us left college and then headed to Desa Sri Hartamas's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Burger King&lt;/span&gt;. The guys wanted to shisha after lunch, so we WALKED over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Plaza Mont Kiara&lt;/span&gt;. It was so pointeless cause lecka lecka didn't have enough people to take care of the shisha stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Sarah wanted to meet up with Amos at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hartamas Bistro&lt;/span&gt; after we got back. For the Food Club thing. Ahh, MORE walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; at HSC while Sarah and I were buying ice-cream :P That was unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Physics test tmrw, Maths and Chem next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do we have so many tests!???!!! geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohh, and the damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;escalators&lt;/span&gt; in college are finally working now!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5234934800214095987?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5234934800214095987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5234934800214095987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5234934800214095987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5234934800214095987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-it-keeps-getting-better.html' title='and it keeps getting better :)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-2185898461359567377</id><published>2009-02-28T19:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:34:38.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>time is unfair.</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe February is almost over. Every day, every week and every month seem to pass so quickly, and you just wouldn't realise it. I wish everything would just slow down. I don't want this 1 and half years to end just yet :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been really serious about a levels (studying) since college started. That's probably the reason why I only border line pass all of my tests. That really sucks. Then, my chem teacher said some thing which actually inspired me. So yeah, I pay attention in class now and I'm going to continue being a good student, as always XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SPM results &lt;/span&gt;would be out in 2 weeks time. Hmm, I am not paranoid or anything, just feeling a little nervous. Must be that after effects of PMR results day. I am not gonna think about it now, I'll just take it as it comes. Even if it does happen, I think I'd be able to take it. Well, I am no 15 year old and I believe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; would be there for me this time around :) I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and have a look at what I came across today, in the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaknNk1OBmI/AAAAAAAABBA/kSJeLe0SzQY/s1600-h/DSC00816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaknNk1OBmI/AAAAAAAABBA/kSJeLe0SzQY/s400/DSC00816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307816750011516514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VODKA! Hahahaha. We should bribe Ms Chian with this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; for the sale today. Didn't stay that long cause my sister had to go home and get ready for the Cempaka Voices concert. wtf. But anyway, I still managed to get a hoodie from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Guess&lt;/span&gt; :) Okay, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;RACHEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Don't you dare not eat when you're at college! It's not healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Erwan&lt;/span&gt;, please &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;force-feed&lt;/span&gt; her if you have to :)  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-2185898461359567377?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2185898461359567377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=2185898461359567377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2185898461359567377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2185898461359567377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-is-unfair.html' title='time is unfair.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaknNk1OBmI/AAAAAAAABBA/kSJeLe0SzQY/s72-c/DSC00816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6349034585725995374</id><published>2009-02-23T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:02:06.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>black out.</title><content type='html'>I hate Mondays but today was kindda fun though. Well, maybe cause it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;February 23rd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a shock when I saw Sarah's latest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;China doll/ Cleopetra hairstyle&lt;/span&gt;, early in the morning. It's not like she didn't warn me about it. She just looks so different with her short fringe. Hahahaha. But still nice lah. Imagine Sarah playing the 'er-hu' with her new hair and chinese waitress outfit XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr William didn't turn up during 2nd period for LAN. So, us 5 went over to HSC for another round of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;breakfast at Bestari&lt;/span&gt;. Such bliss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we tried out the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese Restaurant&lt;/span&gt; on the ground floor of HSC during lunch. There's a special promotion for Taylors students. Alex, Sarah and I had the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;glutinous rice+ some puff + egg tart + "yin yong"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;RM 8 ++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for really decent food. Cheap eh? I strongly recommend TCSH students to go there, if you fancy chinese food. Besides, it's only a few steps away from college :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished lunch early and just sat down to talk trash, as usual. And we made a new discovery about our childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaKFOnnauqI/AAAAAAAABA4/gmyKdztvhy4/s1600-h/DSC00808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaKFOnnauqI/AAAAAAAABA4/gmyKdztvhy4/s400/DSC00808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305949797194840738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st row:&lt;/span&gt; Alex Tay and Lee Chee Keng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd row:&lt;/span&gt; Sarah Tan and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd row:&lt;/span&gt; Kwok Zhen Ming and Leon Gan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's some resemblance between the pairs. At least we think so. Hmmm.. Long lost twins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alex&lt;/span&gt; looks so chubby and cute. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chee Keng&lt;/span&gt; looks like a Shaolin monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah and I&lt;/span&gt; look...erm...I don't know. Cute maybe? Okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ming&lt;/span&gt; used to look like a guai zai, oh well.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Leon&lt;/span&gt; got bad haircut. Sorry, Leon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;black out&lt;/span&gt; at college around 2.30pm. The whole college went pitch black. Everyone came out from their classes and people (guys especially) were screaming/ making weird noises. Some guys lit up their lighters and some girls were camwhoring. LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our class cause we had windows :( The other classes didn't. Electricity resumed about an hour later, but the college was almost empty.  Everyone must have gone back, except for our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I have to see that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;man-whore&lt;/span&gt; face tmrw! For one whole hour. The thought of that makes me sick already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Alex and I would be up for LAN presentation on current issues this Thursday. It'll be interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6349034585725995374?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6349034585725995374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6349034585725995374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6349034585725995374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6349034585725995374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/black-out.html' title='black out.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SaKFOnnauqI/AAAAAAAABA4/gmyKdztvhy4/s72-c/DSC00808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7874019134404218536</id><published>2009-02-20T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:28:20.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>blue skies.</title><content type='html'>I noticed something odd this morning when I just entered college. I saw lots of guys in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;boardshorts&lt;/span&gt;, the really flowery kind and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; flip- flops.&lt;/span&gt; Some girls were in skirts. Then, I realised it was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Fancy Dress Day&lt;/span&gt; for Sasha's class. Quite creative lah. I mean, the whole class comes to college with the same theme of clothing. Like super semangat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Physics and Maths test is finally over. Thank god for that. Is it me or we're having tests pretty often? Well, I guess it doesn't really matter. Ours doesn't count ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A levels is getting harder by the minute. The exam questions literally make you go wtf. I suddenly miss SPM so so so so much. I guess I just have to live with it, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, we had lunch with our mentor/ maths teacher; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Miss Ida&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday. We took her to Kanteen to makan and I guess that was because she wanted to get to know us better. It didn't feel odd actually. I mean, she's cool lah, compared to our other teachers. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ms Chian&lt;/span&gt; also. Alex bought her a bottle of whisky+cola the other day and all she did was laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.. we also did the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LAN presentation&lt;/span&gt; on May 13 during Wednesday. Thank you Fer. 5 and Amos for helping out with the presentation. I was the unlucky one to be picked as leader by the teacher. So yeah.. That sucks. I guess the presentation was okay lah, people were paying attention, surprisingly. But I think it's also because only PS 2 makes noise. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was all for this week. I wanna go out lah. My parents love to complain when I go out. That's why I'd rather not, at times. When I get my driving license, all hell will break loose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start the driving lessons next week. I know I'm slow lah. I can sense the increase in no. of road accidents or maybe even road kills. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Currently listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Thinking of You&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song. &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/3177449179455668916-7874019134404218536?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7874019134404218536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7874019134404218536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7874019134404218536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7874019134404218536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/blue-skies.html' title='blue skies.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-621202523000248019</id><published>2009-02-19T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:15:00.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this ain't gonna be nice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry, but this is going to be a bitchy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so geram now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fucking man- bitch&lt;/span&gt;! Get a life! Don't you have anything better to do other than &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;picking&lt;/span&gt; on us? Geez.. Such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;faggot&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh.. I really&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; beh song&lt;/span&gt; him now. Thank god I don't have to see that fucker tmrw. I never felt so much hatred towards someone in my whole life. Ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;p.s. Forgive me for being vulgar, for once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-621202523000248019?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/621202523000248019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=621202523000248019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/621202523000248019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/621202523000248019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-aint-gonna-be-nice.html' title='this ain&apos;t gonna be nice.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5821430213411777831</id><published>2009-02-17T18:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:48:21.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>to my two good friends :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZrLYkktylI/AAAAAAAABAw/xFUKzLzlQ5E/s1600-h/cf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZrLYkktylI/AAAAAAAABAw/xFUKzLzlQ5E/s400/cf.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303775134177151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday, Chun Foong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZrKUNXsYKI/AAAAAAAABAo/CNPra-qYIVI/s1600-h/DSC05136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZrKUNXsYKI/AAAAAAAABAo/CNPra-qYIVI/s400/DSC05136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303773959717413026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Erwan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when I look back, it's like whoa, we've been friends for so many years. I miss all the stupid/perverted jokes in class, spending our break/lunch time together, free hugs, prom and everything else we've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't think I would have enjoyed school that much if it weren't for you guys. So, on both your birthdays, I would wanna thank you both for making my high school life memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're all in different colleges, I have to say I really miss both your company. Even though Chun Foong can annoy the hell out of me some times. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday once again, you both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;'wishes/desires' &lt;/span&gt;come true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;p/s.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erwan!&lt;/span&gt; Don't try anything naughty just because you're legal now! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5821430213411777831?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5821430213411777831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5821430213411777831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5821430213411777831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5821430213411777831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-two-good-friends.html' title='to my two good friends :)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZrLYkktylI/AAAAAAAABAw/xFUKzLzlQ5E/s72-c/cf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-1466427734365981975</id><published>2009-02-15T15:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:31:51.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>the not-so-lonely valentines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;14/02/09 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to meet up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; at 1pm yesterday, with the Fer. 5 and Amos. Sarah and I got there about 1.30pm. And I thought we were late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZmGayPRxKI/AAAAAAAABAg/0QK9lAw0Gd0/s1600-h/P2170102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZmGayPRxKI/AAAAAAAABAg/0QK9lAw0Gd0/s400/P2170102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303417830926042274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZmGaJA70CI/AAAAAAAABAY/how4qXcZ1z8/s1600-h/P2170101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZmGaJA70CI/AAAAAAAABAY/how4qXcZ1z8/s400/P2170101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303417819860029474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Alex, Ming and Amos. Headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;New York Deli&lt;/span&gt; for lunch (Sarah's favourite place). Both of us ordered the Cheese Fondue, Burger and Chocolate Mud Pie. The food was good la, but then the service wasn't that great. Amos's fried mars bar finally came after we reminded the waiter like a million times. And that should be one hour after we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leon came after a while and the guys went up to play pool. Sarah and I were just walking around the mall looking at shoes and stuff. Met up with dear Rach, Erwan and Chun Foong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Wedding Game, a chinese movie. Amos and Leon were literally reading off the subtitles. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Curve&lt;/span&gt;, Dragon i for dinner then I we headed down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Desa Sri Hartamas&lt;/span&gt; for their shisha session around 9ish. Met up with Sam, Jason and all at Lepaq. Then, alex sent me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was home slightly before 11pm. I was out the whole day. What an accomplishment for vday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s I hope everyone had a good time on valentines! I sure did :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1466427734365981975?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1466427734365981975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1466427734365981975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1466427734365981975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1466427734365981975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-so-lonely-valentines.html' title='the not-so-lonely valentines.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZmGayPRxKI/AAAAAAAABAg/0QK9lAw0Gd0/s72-c/P2170102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-1545615534262693796</id><published>2009-02-14T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:01:39.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14 '09.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZWgTl6olKI/AAAAAAAABAQ/0O3XvMBy0s8/s1600-h/DSC00787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZWgTl6olKI/AAAAAAAABAQ/0O3XvMBy0s8/s400/DSC00787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302320394754626722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank you for the cupcakes, Sharida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's February 14, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. I never went out during Valentine's Day before, ever. Normally, it would be a school day, so I can't go out. Okay, that sounds so pathetic. The truth is, I never had 'someone special' to spend the day with. I still don't have one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make myself feel better, I'll be going out later in the day (not on a date, ok?), but with my few darlings :) I mean, it's better than rotting at home right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet some of you got your day planned up. So yeah, have fun! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1545615534262693796?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1545615534262693796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1545615534262693796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1545615534262693796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1545615534262693796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-14-09.html' title='February 14 &apos;09.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZWgTl6olKI/AAAAAAAABAQ/0O3XvMBy0s8/s72-c/DSC00787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5142541889977625952</id><published>2009-02-11T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:46:14.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>promises.</title><content type='html'>I haven't really been sleeping well these few days. I hate family drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, everything feels like a blur. It has been about a month and a half in college. We're getting older day by day and I can almost kiss my teenage life goodbye in a few months time. Whoa, like what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a test last week, for all subjects. So far, I can still cope with Physics and Econs. I got back my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chem&lt;/span&gt; paper today.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; 50.86%&lt;/span&gt;. OMG, Mr Sheat would probably wring my neck if I did that badly for his papers. But it's true, I find Chemistry really tough especially when my teacher isn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, she goes like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orbi-teh &lt;/span&gt;(orbital), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dah-beh bond&lt;/span&gt; (double bond), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;di-poh&lt;/span&gt; (dipole).... and of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aaaaamonia&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a laugh sometimes. I have been so lazy since college started. I don't know why, but it's becoming like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; to stay back after classes to chill around the hang out area or go to Bestari with my 3 darlings. I just don't wanna go home sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little lost lately. I don't really know what I'm doing anymore. It feels like I'm messing everything up and making it more complicated than it should be. Hmm, I bet Sarah knows what I'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I could take back those words. I shouldn't have said anything I wasn't sure of. I owe someone an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;apology&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I hope things stay the way it should be. Like now. That would be the best. And I can continue being my usual self :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm planning to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ditch LAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow morning and go for breakfast or something. Depends on my mood. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I need to go out this weekend. Life is getting a little dull.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5142541889977625952?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5142541889977625952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5142541889977625952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5142541889977625952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5142541889977625952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises.html' title='promises.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-6162883824937817109</id><published>2009-02-10T19:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:21:57.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>take care, my dear friend :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09/02/09 &lt;/span&gt;(Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;... Many people walk into our lives everyday, and it makes a difference when they actually leave vivid footprint in our hearts. Leaving behind vivid memories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was to send Kok Lim off at the airport that day. So, Meiyan and I met up at Cheras Leisure Mall about 11.30am. Chin Long and Bernard came to pick us up and drove up to Cheras Perdana to meet up with Jun Hao, Choo Ming and the rest at Shell. Then, the 3 cars took off after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choo Ming was leading the way to LCCT till he took a wrong turn. From Kajang, we had to make a turn around The Mines to get back onto the right track. It was like a merry-go-round. Ming went onto the Putrajaya road, while Jun Hao and Bernard took the Seremban highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFlRbpFHaI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cWw_OejYYes/s1600-h/n816915199_2100245_7665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFlRbpFHaI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cWw_OejYYes/s400/n816915199_2100245_7665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301129586544024994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; LCCT &lt;/span&gt;around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1pm&lt;/span&gt;. And thank god, we were still alive. We were practically &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;risking our lives&lt;/span&gt; driving at that speed. Luckily, Kok Lim was still there. Smart boy already guessed that we were coming, so he waited for us. Choo Ming and the other 3 couldn't make it in the end cause the car broke down on the way there :( So yeah, we just spent around half an hour talking to Lim before he left. We walked him as far as we could, and watched him enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFnXsZFhlI/AAAAAAAAA_U/rMwkS9_75x4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFnXsZFhlI/AAAAAAAAA_U/rMwkS9_75x4/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301131893142816338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have Ban Mee around Cheras after that. Then, something stupid happened. Bernard turned on his engine and closed his auto-lock door. Oh my god, it was hilarious. The guys were debating what to do and it was agreed that the only option left was to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BREAK THE CAR WINDOW....?&lt;/span&gt; Hmm, but HOW....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFmh065ewI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_L3dcfsNnyc/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFmh065ewI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_L3dcfsNnyc/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301130967719181058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a rock..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end Long and Bernard went over to seek help and came back with the security guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFnng9HZuI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FkPgx_pIkF0/s1600-h/DSC00778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFnng9HZuI/AAAAAAAAA_c/FkPgx_pIkF0/s400/DSC00778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301132164950615778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He suggested to use that thing he's holding to break it but he didn't dare. wtf. So, Long had the honour to the break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFokgBy8AI/AAAAAAAAA_k/9At827uI7mI/s1600-h/DSC00781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFokgBy8AI/AAAAAAAAA_k/9At827uI7mI/s400/DSC00781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301133212673830914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Luckily, the hole was big enough for them to reach for the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, his arm got cut by the shattered glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFo-r89XqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/iZKSP08qfIE/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFo-r89XqI/AAAAAAAAA_s/iZKSP08qfIE/s400/DSC00783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301133662551367330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary cause his arm couldn't stop bleeding at 1st. Anyhow, we cleaned up the broken glass and drove back to Cheras at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFpRpisxjI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Kvgwz6hi08A/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFpRpisxjI/AAAAAAAAA_0/Kvgwz6hi08A/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301133988321871410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I thought I was gonna &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;. I can't blame him cause everyone was starving by then. Bernard went on trying to block the hole at the window with nonsense.  Samie and I were laughing so hard and we had a hard time trying to stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFuJUeFxCI/AAAAAAAABAE/7SDFXicW94o/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFuJUeFxCI/AAAAAAAABAE/7SDFXicW94o/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301139342784578594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping Meiyan at Leisure Mall, Bernard, Samie and I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rong Shu Xia&lt;/span&gt; aka the ban mee shop at Maluri first. Jun Hao, Chin Long and Sher Min joined us 10 mins later. That was our lunch and it was 3.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alan's CNY open house&lt;/span&gt; after that. And met up with the others. So yeah, we were just chilling there and catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFq8I7kYII/AAAAAAAAA_8/u-wo9DUpSjk/s1600-h/DSC00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFq8I7kYII/AAAAAAAAA_8/u-wo9DUpSjk/s400/DSC00784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301135817813811330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6pm, Bernard dropped off Chen Yee and I, then he sent Samie home. Thanks for driving us around that day :) and also for endangering our lives on the road. Mhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care at Aussie, Kok Lim :) We're gonna miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm... &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; is this coming Saturday. Any plans..? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6162883824937817109?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6162883824937817109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6162883824937817109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6162883824937817109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6162883824937817109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/take-care-my-dear-friend.html' title='take care, my dear friend :)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SZFlRbpFHaI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cWw_OejYYes/s72-c/n816915199_2100245_7665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7141462497380785725</id><published>2009-02-07T23:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:22:29.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>laugh or cry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;04/02/09 (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SY6Gb-CYRYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Io8-DfUGE9Y/s400/feb+4+01" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300321626529219970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the bunch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's Farewell was held at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hartamas Bistro&lt;/span&gt; last week. After LAN, Les, Ian and I headed over to Mid Valley for a while and back to Hartamas. So yeah, I kindda spend the whole day there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to the Bistro about 8pm after stocking up alcohol for the party.  Everyone was just like chilling/drinking till the whole crying session started. Yeah, it was kindda depressing. I drank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whisky&lt;/span&gt; (in my opinion la) but it didn't have much effect on me &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SY6GOQ2nFzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/f1-kl4IDJsk/s1600-h/feb+4+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SY6GOQ2nFzI/AAAAAAAAA-0/f1-kl4IDJsk/s400/feb+4+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300321391061964594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curi from Huey. Hehe. I see my shirt! &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tiger Beer, Whisky+Coke, Bacardi Lemon+Orange Juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I remember was the crying. Mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything, Ryan :) All the best and take care at Aussie. In case you didn't know, I didn't mess up my Physics test the next day. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;06/02/09 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SY279jcUwRI/AAAAAAAAA-k/HCqjk2_S-wo/s400/DSC05400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300099002645397778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Lim had his farewell at his house. Omg, so hard to find. Reached there around 7pm. Meiyan, Shang Chuen, Chen Yee and a few were already there. We ate a little and walked around the playground. It's quite a nice area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people came later and it just got more and more and more. Spent most of our time outside the house chit chatting. And I finally got to see most of them. It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss listening to all the stupid jokes and laughter. It brings back lots of memories. During the production and even last year itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, he's leaving on Monday :( I'd probably tag along to send him off at the airport. Sigh. I'm not gonna cry at another farewell. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate saying goodbyes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7141462497380785725?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7141462497380785725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7141462497380785725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7141462497380785725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7141462497380785725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/laugh-or-cry.html' title='laugh or cry?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SY6Gb-CYRYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Io8-DfUGE9Y/s72-c/feb+4+01' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4675198960726416459</id><published>2009-02-03T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:24:02.712+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>Surprise surprise..</title><content type='html'>This is already the 2nd month of college. WHOA. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Alex's birthday was on Sunday and we (Sarah and I) were suppose to meet up with him on Saturday night but we couldn't make it. SORRY! To make up for that, I called Ming yesterday to get a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah came earlier and hid the cake at PS3 before he came. Class went on as usual. Finally, Mr G gave us 10 minutes relax time before our class ended. Awesome eh? Anyhow, Leon, Sarah and I went to get the cake next door. Lit the candles, and brought it in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYhYxWjymkI/AAAAAAAAA-c/OOTDTKpeWfQ/s1600-h/alex+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYhYxWjymkI/AAAAAAAAA-c/OOTDTKpeWfQ/s400/alex+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298582566493919810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex was on the verge of tearing already. Don't deny it :) I can tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Physics, we went for Jap food at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rakuzen&lt;/span&gt;. Then, the waiter poured cold green tea all over Leon. He was sick. For that, we got 2 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;complementary Japanese Salad&lt;/span&gt;. Okay la, I was expecting a discounted bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos joined the 5 of us at Rakuzen and we started telling our&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; stories&lt;/span&gt;. Mhmm, more like love life. And that was the funniest conversation we ever had so far. Laughing throughout lunch. I don't really think we have secrets now, about our personal life that is :) The one who caught me by surprise was Ming. I really didn't expect that, ok?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chem practical after lunch, titration for the 3rd time. It's getting boring. But the best part was she allowed us to leave after our practical which is 5 minutes after 3pm. So we headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Bestari&lt;/span&gt;, again to yam cha. Omg, my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 sayangs&lt;/span&gt; finished the cake like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it for today! I'm happy the 5 of us got together and walked into each others lives. It makes a difference. We have another 17 months to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is just the beginning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-4675198960726416459?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4675198960726416459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4675198960726416459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4675198960726416459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4675198960726416459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/surprise-surprise.html' title='Surprise surprise..'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYhYxWjymkI/AAAAAAAAA-c/OOTDTKpeWfQ/s72-c/alex+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-1308551999652006816</id><published>2009-02-01T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:48:06.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Goodbyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYVEpcjcbYI/AAAAAAAAA-U/sPsY2sua8Ps/s1600-h/alex+tay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYVEpcjcbYI/AAAAAAAAA-U/sPsY2sua8Ps/s400/alex+tay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297716015501438338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY my cheerleader, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALEX TAY EE MENG&lt;/span&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Jangan selalu pergi clubbing k? Guai a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for procrastinating. I need more time to finish the Guangzhou post, I have to complete my nonsensical Physics Assignment by Tuesday. So yeah, patience :) Well, here's a picture of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;China Village&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYU-LLqNUkI/AAAAAAAAA-M/xnV_zuawTlY/s1600-h/DSC05321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYU-LLqNUkI/AAAAAAAAA-M/xnV_zuawTlY/s400/DSC05321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297708898500563522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/span&gt; isn't really happening or something to be excited over anymore, to me at least. I used to enjoy it so much more when I was younger. Having an open house, having plenty of guest over and of course the lion dance. Most importantly, the ang pau's I get can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fill up a shoe box&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome eh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the times before all the family drama started. Oh Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to everyone I have turned down these few days. As much as I want to go out, I can't. I've been keeping my chances for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2 coming farewells&lt;/span&gt; this week. One on Wednesday and another on Friday. I really don't want my parents to complain that I'm going out too much and all, risking my chance to go. Sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing these 2 people have in common is that they're both going to Aussie. Which is... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RYAN WONG KING WYNN&lt;/span&gt;, a really good friend I've got to know during 2007, working at bsc. And my dear clown who never fails to make me laugh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEE KOK LIM&lt;/span&gt;. I've probably gotten to know him in the stupidest way and in less than a year he's leaving. Well, that's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is leaving on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Feb 5&lt;/span&gt;, the next day after his farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ryan the Wong says&lt;/span&gt;: after dinner we're just gonna drink and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt; there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKayyy.. I've got Physics Test and college the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lim is leaving on&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Feb 9&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this feeling, knowing that a close friend is so far away from you. It sucks so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you guys alot! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1308551999652006816?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1308551999652006816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1308551999652006816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1308551999652006816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1308551999652006816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SYVEpcjcbYI/AAAAAAAAA-U/sPsY2sua8Ps/s72-c/alex+tay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-3708276839056851814</id><published>2009-01-31T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:10:56.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guangzhou&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*will update abt it tmrw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-3708276839056851814?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3708276839056851814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3708276839056851814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3708276839056851814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3708276839056851814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny.html' title='cny.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-2343269518261053097</id><published>2009-01-23T15:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:33:49.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>ecpilse; TCSH orientation night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;22/01/09 (Thursday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Orientation night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- After classes, about 3.30pm, Sarah and I went for the voting session. The student council thing. There were balloons, music and lighting at the ground floor. I thought it was pretty well done. Anyway, we headed back to Sarah's house to change for the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were back by 5pm. Then all I could see was people standing on the escalators (they don't work, k?) and crowding infront of the Alpha Theater. The party was like....so dead. After half an hour of standing around, the performances started with Marcia (not me) and all singing. It was good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqk9qNTpWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mPuIG8QrmLc/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqk9qNTpWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mPuIG8QrmLc/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725691136517474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkHYavV6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/sGI4pnQDM3w/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkHYavV6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/sGI4pnQDM3w/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724758648084386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us without Leon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqj56tos4I/AAAAAAAAA9c/Rg08WmfGEjs/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqj56tos4I/AAAAAAAAA9c/Rg08WmfGEjs/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724527335977858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pet and Sarah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkVe00XjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EFmP3qXRsE4/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkVe00XjI/AAAAAAAAA9s/EFmP3qXRsE4/s400/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725000886246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Miki and Samie&lt;/span&gt;. They're from Cempaka Cheras :) Hmm yeah, college somehow gets people together and eventually everyone just become better friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, they started serving food. Mind you, it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGI&lt;/span&gt;. So EVERYONE cramped and rushed to the Beta Theater for food. Typical Malaysian style right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqky7PpFkI/AAAAAAAAA98/1eqXeJP_rfs/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqky7PpFkI/AAAAAAAAA98/1eqXeJP_rfs/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725506731152962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sasha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkkubyCRI/AAAAAAAAA90/hM_aTcTecp8/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqkkubyCRI/AAAAAAAAA90/hM_aTcTecp8/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294725262774241554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jun Kit &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more performances after that. Most of them were performing slow songs. The crowd was pretty much... bored. Standing there and looking around. No wait, some were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SITTING&lt;/span&gt;. The crowd picked up when&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Lucas and Faiz&lt;/span&gt; started doing their sketch. Funny, I must say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Student Council results were announced after a while. Congrats to all who made it! The crowd really picked up when the dance performance started. Everyone was dancing! The music was awesome and so was the lighting. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then, the party had officially started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqjhfkF5-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/zH_4u5GXvLg/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqjhfkF5-I/AAAAAAAAA9U/zH_4u5GXvLg/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294724107731331042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance floor. See what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it looked&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; more like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;club&lt;/span&gt; than a college&lt;/span&gt;. So basically, everyone spent the night dancing away. The crowd went high :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Hartamas Shopping Centre&lt;/span&gt; for dinner with Sarah, Leon, Alex and Ming. Because they had to close the door on the 1st floor, we had to walk outside to the mall, in the rain. Our initial plan was a little messed up because of several reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry Pet, Ian, Wei Han and Lester! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back about 10pm that night, dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the party was great! Although it didn't start of that well, but the music and dancing made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...TCSH is awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week of college was great. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;PONTENGed LAN&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday and went to the mamak. HAHAHAHAHA. Hey! It was 3.30pm- 4.30pm, can't expect much right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the party was great. Although the beginning wasn't anything great, but the music and dancing made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the holidays are here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-2343269518261053097?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2343269518261053097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=2343269518261053097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2343269518261053097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2343269518261053097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/ecpilse-tcsh-orientation-night.html' title='ecpilse; TCSH orientation night.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SXqk9qNTpWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/mPuIG8QrmLc/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4499328938867572341</id><published>2009-01-19T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:38:02.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>LAN.</title><content type='html'>I actually had 2 days MC to skip college, for today and tmrw. That's because I had fever yesterday, but I still went today. Ah, suffered like hell yesterday. Constantly sleeping, feeling hot and cold, terrible headache and I had to drink that horrible chinese herbal tea before I slept. Ew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAN&lt;/span&gt; during second period today. And today's topic was about races. The lecturer went on about the country's population, then Malay, Chinese, Indian and Orang Asli. Okay, everyone was literally dying of boredom. No one was listening. I swear I could see Kah Fai and Yee Kan smiling/laughing on the other side of the theater during CERTAIN TOPICS. And Leon and Ming were clever enough to ditch class and yam cha. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, apparently we have 4 LAN projects now. And one of it was to write a unity song. Okay. The others would be the folio, presentation on current issues and mind map. What the....?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all the candidates for Student Council started campaigning today. I see the posters/flyers EVERYWHERE. Every corner of the college, even the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt;! A little disturbing kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have to say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;my class is retarded&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA. Kah Fai should know best. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;p.s. good luck to all student council candidates on thursday! may the best one win :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Love Story&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt; is a really disturbing song. And I mean Alex's modified version.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-4499328938867572341?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4499328938867572341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4499328938867572341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4499328938867572341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4499328938867572341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/lan.html' title='LAN.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-7234382502075159445</id><published>2009-01-16T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:47:13.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate being ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am getting thinner by the day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. I'll be only left with bones when I recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the weekend is here for me to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;uggghhhh... Chemistry is driving me nuts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7234382502075159445?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7234382502075159445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7234382502075159445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7234382502075159445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7234382502075159445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-1859209853930028626</id><published>2009-01-14T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:01:22.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>chemistry between the student and teacher.</title><content type='html'>This is my classmate, Leon. During chem class, today. Don't think I missed much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leon&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms Leong (chem teacher)&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;its funny when you ask her something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marsh. says:&lt;br /&gt;and she cant really explain it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING MY PROBLEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;and alex and ming will be there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;like OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;u know what happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i walked into class late ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;then when i sit down.... she says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;leon u ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;im like wtf??? i just walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;im ok thx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;how bout u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;leon u ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yes i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;how r u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;leon u ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;fuck i think she is a dam robot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=:Leon:noeL:= [ Liverpool FC ] says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AAAAAAAAAmonia bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry Leon! It's just so funny when I think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1859209853930028626?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1859209853930028626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1859209853930028626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1859209853930028626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1859209853930028626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/chemistry-between-student-and-teacher.html' title='chemistry between the student and teacher.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5883726980653120427</id><published>2009-01-14T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:49:16.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>bitch on the loose.</title><content type='html'>I am sick. Argh. I hate this feeling. I slept at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10.30pm&lt;/span&gt; yesterday (the last time I did that was during primary school). I usually don't sleep early. So yeah, imagine how awful I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to go to college this morning, but when I woke up around 6am, my head gave me a clear signal to ditch classes today. Yeah, the headache was still there. I slept like a pig till 12pm. I am abnormal I tell you. Which normal human sleeps &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;more than 12 hours a day&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mum took me to lunch before going to the doctors. When we were about to leave the mall (at the carpark), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS MALAY WOMAN &lt;/span&gt;(I don't mean to sound racist lah), intending on reversing her old nissan car into the parking lot, banged my mum's new honda. It wasn't badly dented, but her attitude was like fuck. She came out of the car, acting all sombong, took her digital camera and started snapping photos of the damage. Seriously, my driver tried to talk to her but she tak layan. Ehh fuck, she was the one who reversed without signaling ok? Obviously, she's at fault. Now, she makes it look as if it's ours. Who the hell does she think she is? My driver nearly wanted to whack her, but she was a woman. So yeah. Ehh, please don't mistake me having a mafia family, k? Police report was the only solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to go home after the doctors so I went to jalan- jalan around town, while my classmates were being tortured in Thinking Skills. HAHAHAHA. Thank god I missed class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;thanks to many of you&lt;/span&gt; who actually bothered texting and stuff to check whether I was ok. I feel quite touched considering we haven't been classmates more than 2 weeks and also a little surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thank you! I really appreciate it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. College has been a blast. The lecturers are good and funny. And everyone in class gets along really well for starters. Hanging out and stuff. Life at college isn't that dull after all. Definitely more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5883726980653120427?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5883726980653120427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5883726980653120427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5883726980653120427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5883726980653120427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch-on-loose.html' title='bitch on the loose.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-1104099919590467239</id><published>2009-01-09T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:24:24.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>the unusual difference.</title><content type='html'>This marks the end of the 1st week of college. Well, acutally I am currently at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Taylors Hartamas&lt;/span&gt;. If you really wanna know why I did this last minute transfer, just come and ask me. But I believe most of you should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Taylors Hartamas is a really new, EXTREMELY COLD!!, and modern looking campus. The library and hang out place is really cool. Well, except for one thing. The management never turned on the escalators. Smart move. I was pretty sure they were working perfectly fine during campus day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing the Pure Science combination, Maths, Chemistry, Physics and Economics (I swear I know nuts about it). I think our class, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PS 2&lt;/span&gt; got the nicest class cause we have a window and green walls. Most of the classes look more like a cell. Normally, we draw the curtains and open the window during classes. The cold is unbearable, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like all of our lecturers except for one, I'm not to keen on. Somehow, I don't find her teaching convincing. Hmm, at least my classmates feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ethanoate&lt;/span&gt;, is pronounced as Eeee-Tha-No-Ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ammonia&lt;/span&gt;, is pronounced as Aaaa-Mo-Nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Aluminium&lt;/span&gt;; Aaaa-Lu-Mi-Nium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo wtf. I can't stand it cause I am so used to Mr Sheat being so meticulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 17 students in class. 4 girls and 13 guys. Everyone's getting along quite well I guess, considering we haven't met. I'm happy to see some of my friend of primary and those from other schools. It's something different.  Everyone there is really nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;09/01/09 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College ended about 12.30pm today. So I hitched a ride from Kah Fai back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cempaka Dsara&lt;/span&gt;. We both agreed that college was really different from last year, 5 SCIENCE 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwan, Rach, Sean and HY were there. Mr Sheat and Cik Zakiah was pretty happy to see us and they some how knew about the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Smashing 6 award&lt;/span&gt; during prom O.o Okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is still the same, except that Mr Sheat doesn't stay and do work in his prep room anymore. HAHAHAHA. Apparently, something had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, we saw Pn Jamiliah (maths) on the way up the wrong stairs. She was coming down and bumped into us. Pn J looked so shocked. Her expression was hilarious. Then, she went on about smashing 6 again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the best part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Actually, last year's 5 Science 1 was the worst ever in cempaka. (of course we know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;They are not stupid, mereka semua pandai. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tapi they are all CRAZYY&lt;/span&gt;, you know!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Their attitude ahhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erwan and I just couldn't stop laughing when we heard that. And it certainly reminded me of all the times at school where we slept in physics, not paying attention in class, annoying cik esha, not doing homework and having Firdaus to do something funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so different now. I miss being in 5 Science 1. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days. Hmm, I say we should go back in our &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;school uniform&lt;/span&gt; one day and scare the teachers. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Class of 2008 is back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1104099919590467239?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1104099919590467239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1104099919590467239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1104099919590467239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1104099919590467239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/unusual-difference.html' title='the unusual difference.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-6120863553721075694</id><published>2009-01-08T19:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:40:25.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><title type='text'>all the memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;College is great :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for the early classes bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss being in cempaka&lt;/span&gt;. (like hell alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......bloody connection still isn't fixed yet! But it'll be done by these few days. So yeah, till then :)&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/3177449179455668916-6120863553721075694?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6120863553721075694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6120863553721075694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6120863553721075694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6120863553721075694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-memories.html' title='all the memories.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5346738153007421912</id><published>2009-01-01T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:29:28.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>From 2008 to 2009.</title><content type='html'>I have to cut this short, for now. I just shifted house yesterday. And currently, I have no house phone, no internet connection, no dvd player, no astro. Okay, I am doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I am at starbucks drinking my latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;30/12/08 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sean and Jun Kit at Bangsar Village and ate dinner. Then, we decided to go  to Baskin Robbins for desert. They had the 31% discount thing. So, the 3 of us chose a flavour each and ordered one pint. And of course, finished everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, headed to The Social for drinking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;31/12/08 (Wednesday); New Year's Eve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was the meet up at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TTDI plaza&lt;/span&gt; at 7pm. And sadly, I have to admit that it's actually my 1st time going out during New Year's Eve. Hmm, but I was happy I wasn't the ONLY ONE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Quang, Kenneth, Erwan and Em arrived, we had our dinner at Frames. Yee Kan came later cause he spent most of his time debating on the phone with Erwan whether to go or not. Well, he did eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went up to Steph's place after dinner and we decided to scare Niraj when he came. Most of us hid in the dark. And it was a real laugh to watch him freak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was listening to the eerie ghost stories in the dark. We heard Niraj stories and Steph's one, no one was patient enough to wait for Quang to finish his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niraj and Quang then started screaming at the balcony. And it wasn't even 12am yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......to be continued?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5346738153007421912?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5346738153007421912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5346738153007421912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5346738153007421912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5346738153007421912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-2008-to-2009.html' title='From 2008 to 2009.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-5189801366844833863</id><published>2008-12-27T19:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:08:23.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>meet prince charming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;26/12/08 (Friday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear sis dragged me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;KLCC&lt;/span&gt; to watch a movie. She INSISTED that we watch the movie WITHOUT my mum. Okay, I know it sounds mean but I can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.releaseinfo.net/ri/cover/new_velka/1218551569-angus_thongs_and_full_frontal_snogging_ver3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 755px;" src="http://www.releaseinfo.net/ri/cover/new_velka/1218551569-angus_thongs_and_full_frontal_snogging_ver3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANGUS, THONGS and PERFECT SNOGGING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds kindda wrong. The story line wasn't anything that great but it was definitely a good laugh. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mostly &lt;/span&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girly movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and there's this really really really cute/charming guy. Seriously, I would say he's the cutest guy I have ever seen in my 17 years alive O.O I am not exaggerating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sound sexist. I don't really have a problem with guys watching the movie, your choice. But I highly doubt it looking at the way Erwan reacted towards the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wild Child&lt;/span&gt; movie. HAHAHAHA. I'm sorry :) I knew it was too girly for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;AARON JOHNSON&lt;/span&gt;; 18 year old British actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SVYUF1Gsd1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/5COMbR7t5os/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SVYUF1Gsd1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/5COMbR7t5os/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284433303152916306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic doesn't do much justice to his good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this does.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7eF-BCGOPc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y7eF-BCGOPc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ultraviolet by the Stiff Dylans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, he's worth the time :) Hehehehe. You can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shoot me&lt;/span&gt; if you think he's hideous. And that has to be A GIRL's opinion XD  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;27/12/08 (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the 6 hour amali course at kayu ara again today. And for some reason it was so freaking hot. The sun was literally burning my skin. We had to stand there and watch them demonstrate the 3 point turn, parking and stuff. Oh god! It was such a torture cause I felt so dizzy after we got in. Somehow, the assigned all the chinese students to attend the course in mandarin/cantonese. Funny? I didn't know there was such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia awaits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. I just realised I have been missing a leaving school certificate. No one seems to have it tho. So does that still  make us a student there XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5189801366844833863?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5189801366844833863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5189801366844833863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5189801366844833863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5189801366844833863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-prince-charming.html' title='meet prince charming.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SVYUF1Gsd1I/AAAAAAAAA7c/5COMbR7t5os/s72-c/Picture+10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4243280330195747618</id><published>2008-12-24T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:37:31.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Against All Odds.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been blogging recently. The reason is, nothing much has been going on. I did miss a farewell party. For some reason. Everyone is on a holiday. I'm really envious but I can't complain. Well, to be fair, I went on a 1 week holiday at London during September right before trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving into my new house next Wednesday, New Year's Eve. I won't let it get in the way of doing something different for a change this year. Countdown sounds good. I haven't been to one, sadly. Parents being paranoid as usual. I can understand and I don't blame them. If I were in their shoes, I would have done the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to recall what I have been doing for the past one week. It feels as if I've been doing the same thing everyday. Furniture shopping? How dull. And it is so frustrating to hear your parents arguing over petty issues or causing all the unnecessary trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up one habit,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; READING&lt;/span&gt;. As bizarre as it sounds, yes, I have been reading continuously since a few days ago. I read &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; and I'm currently reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;.  I can't seem to find Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. Apparently, it's sold out everywhere. That sucks. It's like I am addicted to the book for some reason. Can't really get enough of it. Maybe it's just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;. Not very convincing to fall for a fictional character, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel must be proud. If only my english was as great as hers. Sigh. Honestly, I think I did learn a few bombastic words from her like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.......Piffle....?.....Jejune....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never would have come across those words if it wasn't for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the whole college issue, I am proud to say that I have finally made up my mind. I will take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;maths, chemistry, physics (ughh) and econs &lt;/span&gt;for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A Levels&lt;/span&gt;. I know I told many of you I wouldn't do anything related to science. Please spare me, I don't want to explain. Physics is going to be horrible. Screw all the laws, principles, and concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't registered yet. I'll get it done soon tho. The hint is, I wouldn't be seeing most you anymore. I'm guessing you should know where I'll be going to. Yes? But I believe you'll know soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 week of serious consideration, I wouldn't second guess my decision anymore. I did ask for opinions from different people, and I'm sorry to say, I think I'm defying all of the advices. Forgive me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma Mia is this Sunday :) Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;p.s. Have a great christmas eve!  and Rachel is going to getting me something from HK :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-4243280330195747618?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4243280330195747618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4243280330195747618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4243280330195747618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4243280330195747618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/against-all-odds.html' title='Against All Odds.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-3082789622661922405</id><published>2008-12-16T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:27:35.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;14/12/08 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go college hunting instead of going to Jun Kit's house. Missed the movie marathon. Sorry guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Taylors Hartamas&lt;/span&gt;. Kindda got lost cause I don't really go around there. But I still managed to find my way there. Everything there is so new. Looks more like a office from the outside. In my opinion, it's really small and it feels so cempaka. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sunway college&lt;/span&gt;. Quite a big campus. I like the place. There's Sunway Pyramid and stuff. The subjects they offer is similar to Taylors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Taylors or Sunway? I can't decide, damn it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16/12/08 (Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BSC&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jun Kit's surprise bday&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Alexis&lt;/span&gt;. So we were talking back about prom night, the after party. Hmm. Let's just end it there :) Anyways, credits to Rachel for organising! There was about 13 of us and the bill turned out to be RM &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;399.95&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome stuff. Service charge was like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the christmas hall after dinner. It really does bring back all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit and I then went to Telawi street, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D'Haven&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure you know for what la. Hahahaha. Thanks for paying, Jun Kit! I owe you one now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. Happy Belated birthday Quang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, I like your black fingernails.&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/3177449179455668916-3082789622661922405?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/3082789622661922405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=3082789622661922405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3082789622661922405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/3082789622661922405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/everything.html' title='everything.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-1286406314266977655</id><published>2008-12-13T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:32:04.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>the first step.</title><content type='html'>Had to wake up at 6.15am today and I slept around 2am. That sucks. It felt as if I was going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pudu&lt;/span&gt; about 7.20am and people were coming one by one. Mind you, I went alone. I was expecting a boring/lifeless day. But it wasn't that bad cause I met this girl, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kathleen&lt;/span&gt;. We clicked pretty well, considering we have never met before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we came to this place at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Kayu Ara, Damansara&lt;/span&gt; for the Undang kursus. The class looks as if it was made out of huge containers. Unbelievable. And when someone anorexic/slim/fat WALKS, the whole class shakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPTgDiS3AI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0w5iQOIi7GM/s1600-h/DSC00689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPTgDiS3AI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0w5iQOIi7GM/s400/DSC00689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279295735866776578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what I told you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;waited for 2 hours&lt;/span&gt; before the class started. wtf. I was so hungry and sleepy. I don't think we did much cause we spent half our time watching silly and funny clips. So you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUOXay65w4I/AAAAAAAAA68/6ksCmPw9ez4/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUOXay65w4I/AAAAAAAAA68/6ksCmPw9ez4/s400/DSC00690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279229674809574274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch break at 12pm. Kathleen and I went to eat at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;mamak&lt;/span&gt; and went back to the class for our afternoon nap. I seriously fell asleep there. I guess I was pretty much desperate for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class ended about 3pm. And it was pouring outside. How unlucky. The make things worse, we had to run in the rain. We were both drenched, from top to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we decided to go to&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Great Eastern&lt;/span&gt; to eat again. There were some interesting christmas performances. Andy was singing there, but I didn't notice. I am sorry! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPTyZI5HhI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jSrcPq8D08o/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPTyZI5HhI/AAAAAAAAA7M/jSrcPq8D08o/s400/DSC00694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279296050903457298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPUdu8hJpI/AAAAAAAAA7U/u4OkYm3a03Q/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPUdu8hJpI/AAAAAAAAA7U/u4OkYm3a03Q/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279296795491509906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kathleen and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1286406314266977655?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1286406314266977655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1286406314266977655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1286406314266977655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1286406314266977655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-step.html' title='the first step.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUPTgDiS3AI/AAAAAAAAA7E/0w5iQOIi7GM/s72-c/DSC00689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6753716851601762790</id><published>2008-12-12T21:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:36:11.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>birthday wishes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY, JUN KIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUJjNIRG7OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bG5owmXoWBo/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUJjNIRG7OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bG5owmXoWBo/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278890790440332514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSC (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're finally one year older now. Yes, that means you can get your driving license and drive your Merc. May all your wishes come true and I hope you had a great birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I can't seem to remember when we actually got to know each other, maybe a few years or so? I guess, it doesn't really matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember all the times we shared, and that of course includes our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;camwhoring sessions&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUJmAGDqeTI/AAAAAAAAA60/miNWDqqXtJo/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUJmAGDqeTI/AAAAAAAAA60/miNWDqqXtJo/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278893865043654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be going our own separate ways from now on. And I wish you all the best in everything in the future. Hopefully, we will all remain as good friends, for a lifetime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so tired and sleepy now and I have the undang class tmrw. 6 hours of plain hell. I think I'm just gonna sleep there to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sunway/Taylors open day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is this weekend.  I shall go for both and have a look :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6753716851601762790?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6753716851601762790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6753716851601762790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6753716851601762790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6753716851601762790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-wishes.html' title='birthday wishes.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUJjNIRG7OI/AAAAAAAAA6k/bG5owmXoWBo/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-4471896816848052799</id><published>2008-12-11T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:19:55.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>vintage much...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUEaixEHW3I/AAAAAAAAA6U/UklWN55iWe8/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUEaixEHW3I/AAAAAAAAA6U/UklWN55iWe8/s400/DSC00683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278529422843403122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have absolutely no idea why my dad wants to buy this car. I got the shock of my life when he drove it back home yesterday night. He had this brilliant idea of me driving it to college. omg. Someone pls give me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunlight Taxi's&lt;/span&gt; number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said I didn't like it, he thought of giving it to my bro. He claims that my bro would be able to impress Miss Malaysia with that car. Yeah sure, from the 1970s. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind if he wants to keep it, for collection purposes. But it's definitely not practical for driving. What if it breaks down half way. God knows how old the bloody car is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ss2 today. To look at curtains for the new house. And guess what I saw there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUEhK2kACVI/AAAAAAAAA6c/NWyTpQTekrc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUEhK2kACVI/AAAAAAAAA6c/NWyTpQTekrc/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278536708583852370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A big fat DUCK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See it for yourself :)&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/3177449179455668916-4471896816848052799?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/4471896816848052799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=4471896816848052799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4471896816848052799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/4471896816848052799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/vintage-much.html' title='vintage much...?'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/SUEaixEHW3I/AAAAAAAAA6U/UklWN55iWe8/s72-c/DSC00683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-7824974924460098395</id><published>2008-12-10T00:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:32:05.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><title type='text'>Glitterati Affair; Cempaka Dsara Prom '08. (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>As promised, here's the 2nd part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom ended about 11pm. People were leaving, snapping photos and all. Steph and I packed up the gifts and decided to walk up to our room. We were both in our 3 inch heel. And hell, it was damn painful. So, we did something really smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking past the Reception at the lobby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;took of our high heels&lt;/span&gt; infront of everyone (including the receptionist) and threw it on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know damn sakai, but really can't take it any longer. Went up to our room on the 8th floor, dumped our stuff, changed into our flip flops and went down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Long Bar&lt;/span&gt; to meet the others. Formal evening wear and flip flops.What a great combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few were downstairs at the bar. Aemilia managed to join us after her work. Then, the drinking started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6i2Dnq3KI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Q8J997pAPFc/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6i2Dnq3KI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Q8J997pAPFc/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277834862893128866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pina Colada and Long Island T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I went back up to the rooms to get poker cards for Jun Kit. Went to kacau Rachel on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.....*rings door bell* Mc Donalds Special Delivary!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we ended up ordering Mc Donalds and we went back down to Long Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6i-ssC-BI/AAAAAAAAA5M/g1ylk02F5fQ/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6i-ssC-BI/AAAAAAAAA5M/g1ylk02F5fQ/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835011356293138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsh, Steph, Em and Aemilia, looking &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SANE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6jOZXvmOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TmSQ-TXV_9w/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6jOZXvmOI/AAAAAAAAA5U/TmSQ-TXV_9w/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277835281048770786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank till 1am like that then went back up to the rooms. Okay la, I admit, I needed help cause I couldn't walk in a straight line. You guessed it. I shall not go into the details too much. You shouldn't know too much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em, Steph, Aemilia, Niraj, Chun Foong and I went back to our room and Rachel, HY and Erwan came over to help out. I can't believe it. At that point in time, I could only think of Mc Donalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6nEleS7CI/AAAAAAAAA5c/KkZNFw5Rxjk/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6nEleS7CI/AAAAAAAAA5c/KkZNFw5Rxjk/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277839510545296418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look, they were discussing what to do with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST9wKXGozvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wALrkW8BaFs/s1600-h/IMG_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST9wKXGozvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/wALrkW8BaFs/s400/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278060611604369138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I stole this from Steph's blog. Hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed into our sleeping attire. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT PAJAMAS&lt;/span&gt;, okay? Then, sat on the bed, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ate Mc Donalds&lt;/span&gt; and watched&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Norbit&lt;/span&gt;. Erwan and all left around 2am. The plan was to get up for breakfast by 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;07/12/08 (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6qNUUCucI/AAAAAAAAA5s/V3lnLmKSKfU/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6qNUUCucI/AAAAAAAAA5s/V3lnLmKSKfU/s400/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277842959092595138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The messy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I were up by 8.30am. Then, I called Jun Kit to wake up him for breakfast. The 1st thing I did was to pack. Em left for BSC after a while and left a letter for Rach and all. Especially Erwan. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6qlttQarI/AAAAAAAAA50/jS2JvLI7pTk/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6qlttQarI/AAAAAAAAA50/jS2JvLI7pTk/s400/DSC00679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277843378226096818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am sharp, we walked over to One U for breakfast. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Simply Penang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6piP-42qI/AAAAAAAAA5k/N7DGeRQXWkw/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6piP-42qI/AAAAAAAAA5k/N7DGeRQXWkw/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277842219195751074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the breakfast kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6rn5oYf7I/AAAAAAAAA6E/tcKFMGpLcl0/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6rn5oYf7I/AAAAAAAAA6E/tcKFMGpLcl0/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277844515298246578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to GSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the aunty talking to Chun Foong in cantonese. Hahahahaha. Saying how he would break the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Jun Kit, Erwna, Chun Foong, Steph and I stayed to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wild Child&lt;/span&gt;. It was funny. Then, we just left after the movie, about 2.30pm I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The verdict? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prom was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-7824974924460098395?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/7824974924460098395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=7824974924460098395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7824974924460098395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/7824974924460098395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/glitterati-affair-cempaka-dsara-prom-08_10.html' title='Glitterati Affair; Cempaka Dsara Prom &apos;08. (Part 2)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST6i2Dnq3KI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Q8J997pAPFc/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-9010964020794959267</id><published>2008-12-09T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:59:39.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><title type='text'>Glitterati Affair; Cempaka Dsara Prom '08. (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;o6/12/08 (Saturday); One World Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up quite early that day. About 10.30 am, I think. Yeah, I should give myself a pat on the head :) Anyways, I went to do my nails at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Times Sqaure&lt;/span&gt; about 12pm. A little last minute, but I could still manage the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pavilion &lt;/span&gt;for the make up and stuff then to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hair dresser&lt;/span&gt; near my house. Basically, I have been running around town again, but it was worth it. I got home by 5pm, did some last minute packing and left for One World Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, I was on time. I was there by 6pm. Called Rachel on the way, but she didn't pick up. I resorted to calling Erwan then. Well apparently, Erwan/Chun Foong (I can't remember) were walking around the hotel room in their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;boxers&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dear Rachel for meeting me at the hotel lobby and helping me with the stuff. We went up to Rachel's room and the guys were just getting ready. Only Chun Foong hasn't showered. Erwan was almost done, except for the tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1D3wjwZDI/AAAAAAAAA28/mHoSbJEUvYo/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1D3wjwZDI/AAAAAAAAA28/mHoSbJEUvYo/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277448963554829362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Kan doing him a favour. I know it looks a little wrong XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1EegQCdSI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A1NpGDluy9M/s1600-h/DSC05108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1EegQCdSI/AAAAAAAAA3E/A1NpGDluy9M/s400/DSC05108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277449629192058146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwee Yin, Marsh and Rach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph came up after a while and handed Erwan and I the camera and the tripod. We went down to the ballroom and passed it to Andrew and walked back up. Mind you, it was a really LONG WALK. To make it worse, I was in my 3 and a half inc heels. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm - It was time to get ready. Changed into the dress and went downstairs to the ballroom. On our way downstairs, there was this costume party for some company in the Imperial Ballroom. I saw a Joker, Flinstone, Fairies, Devil and other creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 7.30pm, most of the people arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1GRCAIQsI/AAAAAAAAA3M/66tLKIiXReE/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1GRCAIQsI/AAAAAAAAA3M/66tLKIiXReE/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277451596757222082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the ballroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we entered the ballroom and started our dinner. Firdaus then gave his speech to thank all of his friends. I wouldn't call it a proper one tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1G5Nym3vI/AAAAAAAAA3U/GCWoDna7UaU/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1G5Nym3vI/AAAAAAAAA3U/GCWoDna7UaU/s400/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277452287116500722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1HQZcUxTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/GxLzL6igqyQ/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1HQZcUxTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/GxLzL6igqyQ/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277452685381256498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert, you see Yee Kan attacking the food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1Hn7DX4EI/AAAAAAAAA3k/T_BdJ2rtSLI/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1Hn7DX4EI/AAAAAAAAA3k/T_BdJ2rtSLI/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277453089540399170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1IdK4kDuI/AAAAAAAAA3s/UI97ir3pWOI/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1IdK4kDuI/AAAAAAAAA3s/UI97ir3pWOI/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454004323094242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1JD-gIgfI/AAAAAAAAA30/ynh7CPFHEfI/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1JD-gIgfI/AAAAAAAAA30/ynh7CPFHEfI/s400/Picture+9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277454671014298098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina, my date XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1Jd6MiBxI/AAAAAAAAA38/sruhyS2so_4/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1Jd6MiBxI/AAAAAAAAA38/sruhyS2so_4/s400/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277455116534941458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 479! They were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake it!, Hot n Cold, Let's Dance and like so many other awesome songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1JvX1QMfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/70rE7ePv10E/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1JvX1QMfI/AAAAAAAAA4E/70rE7ePv10E/s400/Picture+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277455416548143602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1KMdx7k8I/AAAAAAAAA4M/0IFJbtBg29Y/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1KMdx7k8I/AAAAAAAAA4M/0IFJbtBg29Y/s400/Picture+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277455916361028546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1KnAWAh8I/AAAAAAAAA4U/AGabFlulgMY/s1600-h/Picture+13.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1KnAWAh8I/AAAAAAAAA4U/AGabFlulgMY/s400/Picture+13.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456372315752386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1K1yitipI/AAAAAAAAA4c/uNkd4LlYPTc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1K1yitipI/AAAAAAAAA4c/uNkd4LlYPTc/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277456626308975250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family. Rina is the man in the family. Right Erwan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After My 479 performances, the games started. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dancing thing&lt;/span&gt;, okay, let's not go through what exactly happen. We all know why. Then, it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charades&lt;/span&gt;. Camwhore and Watching TV. OMG! HAHAHAHA. And finally, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lucky draw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1LdkIE6wI/AAAAAAAAA4k/qAEUz1B7-cM/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1LdkIE6wI/AAAAAAAAA4k/qAEUz1B7-cM/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457309633932034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kah Fai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1LmjGratI/AAAAAAAAA4s/D4TrA38PaK4/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1LmjGratI/AAAAAAAAA4s/D4TrA38PaK4/s400/Picture+14.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457463978453714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em, Steph, Ness and Marsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1L4BUGS5I/AAAAAAAAA40/X6H7XcoF7Z4/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1L4BUGS5I/AAAAAAAAA40/X6H7XcoF7Z4/s400/Picture+16.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277457764145580946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1MLlnIvgI/AAAAAAAAA48/NHiMwKdy-Q8/s1600-h/Picture+17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1MLlnIvgI/AAAAAAAAA48/NHiMwKdy-Q8/s400/Picture+17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277458100306624002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit, the Prom King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a group photo at the end of prom, slightly before 11am. It's with Steph now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, congrats to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Smashing Six&lt;/span&gt; for winning &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;' the naughtiest'&lt;/span&gt;. You guys earned it for leaving the school with a 'bang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;One, Two, Three......FIRE!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to everyone else for winning cutest couple, and the other titles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Kit, I helped you choose your tie and shirt. So credits to me too on winning Best Dressed! Let's share the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Topshop voucher&lt;/span&gt;. Okay? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue the 2nd part tmrw. The after party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-9010964020794959267?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/9010964020794959267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=9010964020794959267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/9010964020794959267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/9010964020794959267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/glitterati-affair-cempaka-dsara-prom-08.html' title='Glitterati Affair; Cempaka Dsara Prom &apos;08. (Part 1)'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/ST1D3wjwZDI/AAAAAAAAA28/mHoSbJEUvYo/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-276565186210937265</id><published>2008-12-07T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:42:45.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>seventeen forever.</title><content type='html'>I am feeling so tired. Couldn't stop yawning the whole day since I left One U. I mean yeah, we only slept for 6 hours. I shall go into the details in the next post. Anyways, I am glad my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20 hour prom program&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;worked out very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, a little update on what I have been doing during the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;04/12/08; Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to check out the furnitures for my new house after lunch. Then, about 4pm, I went to meet up with a friend to catch a movie with a friend and bumped into people I didn't expect to see. So much for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;05/12/08; Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Rach, Erwan, Steph, Jun Kit and Amirah&lt;/span&gt; during lunch at Chilis, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt;. Our  plan was to check out our ballroom for prom. Well, instead we spent most of our time touring around the hotel looking at our hotel room. From normal bedrooms to connecting rooms to the Peridot Club. Like a bunch of childless kids who has never seen a hotel in their entire life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One World Hotel&lt;/span&gt; around 3.30pm with Jun Kit and we headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gardens/Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;. He picked up his CK pants for prom and I tried my luck at Robinsons to find the bloody bag. No luck tho. Had a drink there and we both left about 5 ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; alone and yes, I finally found the bag! Basically I have been mall hopping the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;One U ---&gt; Gardens/ Mid Valley ---&gt; Pavilion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Insane right? Went out for dinner and came back home to pack my bags. That's why I didn't have time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I have been going out with my friends for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;6 days out of 7 days&lt;/span&gt;. Starting from Dec 1. So now, my mum says I should stay home and pack cause we're shifting at the end of the month. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p.s. I shall post about prom tmrw. The before and after. Interesting stuff :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-276565186210937265?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/276565186210937265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=276565186210937265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/276565186210937265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/276565186210937265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/seventeen-forever.html' title='seventeen forever.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-8762399942320866010</id><published>2008-12-06T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:07:08.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prom'/><title type='text'>the time has come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROM IS TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates, cause I have been pretty busy and tired on Thursday and Friday running around town. I shall blog about everything tmrw, when I am back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we're all staying over One World hotel. Something tells me, this is going to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;one hell of a great night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, get your dresses, shoes, accessories, makeup and hair done. Guys, just come and show off your expensive tux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;See you guys tonight! &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/3177449179455668916-8762399942320866010?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/8762399942320866010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=8762399942320866010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8762399942320866010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/8762399942320866010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-has-come.html' title='the time has come.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-577563693809221595</id><published>2008-12-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:53:18.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>killer prom shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STaok3lmUqI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fXOVCwMqhMU/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STaok3lmUqI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fXOVCwMqhMU/s400/DSC00651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275589364861522594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mid valley centre court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;driving school&lt;/span&gt; this morning and get all the registration and crap done. I'm going to go for that 5 hour course thing next saturday. Hell! I would have preferred it this sunday, but we've got prom :) So yeah, tak jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mid Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about 1pm. Met up with Steph and we had quick lunch at Burger King. Planned all the events, games and everything while eating. Chun eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we stopped by to meet up with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt; and all.  Then, we went up to meet&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Yen Wei, Yeunh and Rahul &lt;/span&gt;at the arcade, persuading them to come for prom. Yen Wei's wonderful idea of prom was singlet and slippers at a 5 star hotel. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2pm, it was time to start our shopping spree. We were walking up and down mid valley, walked across to gardens like a million times. Walking in shops after shops, stalls after stalls, getting on and off the escalators. OMG, so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the sales girl couldn't converse in english so they were &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;speaking mandrin&lt;/span&gt; to us. They were staring blankly at us when we asked something in english. Their blur expression was really funny. I finally had a chance to speak mandrin since god knows how long. No wonder it's so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cacat&lt;/span&gt; now. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STapSFFF6TI/AAAAAAAAA20/Kn2ZxwFHR2g/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STapSFFF6TI/AAAAAAAAA20/Kn2ZxwFHR2g/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275590141577390386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I went straight on till 5pm and had a drink at Juice Works. Then, we continued shopping at Jusco and Carrefour. Ohh, guess what? Khai Liang was there too. What a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Mid Valley by 6pm. I am damn satisfied cause it was a very productive day. We've got almost everything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're still gonna meet again this &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; One U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to finish up and finalise everything before the real day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**Mind you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we weren't shopping for our stuff&lt;/span&gt;.  It's for all of you guys coming for prom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have amazing stuff and awesome programs that day. And also the best emcees in Cempaka History. I guarantee.  So yeah, please come for prom. We've all put in alot of effort to make it work :) You're gonna regret if you don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, let's start planning our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;prom after party&lt;/span&gt; since most of us are bunking in One World Hotel. Hehehehehe. How about a late night movie at OU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;... Damn, I still haven't found a handbag and prom is 2 days away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-577563693809221595?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/577563693809221595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=577563693809221595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/577563693809221595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/577563693809221595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/killer-prom-shopping.html' title='killer prom shopping.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/STaok3lmUqI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fXOVCwMqhMU/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-5464457670787311699</id><published>2008-12-02T23:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:01:18.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>awesome friends I have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Aussie people are back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my good friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wong yen wei&lt;/span&gt;, being his usual self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt; as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVZ8S8EhVI/AAAAAAAAA2c/396kcGqk2-g/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVZ8S8EhVI/AAAAAAAAA2c/396kcGqk2-g/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275221430945219922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;As &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVRro4TFvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gMv3HYEvYE8/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVRro4TFvI/AAAAAAAAA2U/gMv3HYEvYE8/s400/Picture+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275212348684179186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;best online convo&lt;/span&gt; I had tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVaTR_AAfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2JEEfBcbqo8/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVaTR_AAfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/2JEEfBcbqo8/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275221825826062834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Yen Wei, please forgive me if you ever see this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s. I want to watch Twilight AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-5464457670787311699?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/5464457670787311699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=5464457670787311699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5464457670787311699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/5464457670787311699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/awesome-friends-i-have.html' title='awesome friends I have.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/STVZ8S8EhVI/AAAAAAAAA2c/396kcGqk2-g/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-6250513196307807373</id><published>2008-12-01T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:54:42.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>pop the champagne bottles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;....... I never have to touch any books, ever again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM is finally over! Ohh yeahhhh!!!! Today was the Accounts Paper. I think, I did fine :) At least, I'm safe for one subject. I swear I didn't know there was only 11 of us doing the paper today. And that includes the science students?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; with meiyan, brian, sam and beng hong to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I love the movie sooooo muchhhhh! And of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;EDWARD CULLEN&lt;/span&gt;! The hottest vampire alive! I think, meiyan and I fell in love with him by the end of the movie. The story was really romantic. Well of course, you have to know how to appreciate it. It's more or less like a fairy tale. I don't mind watching it again though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to do from now onwards. Well,  this what I have in mind so far;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ENROLL for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;, differ for NS! (Taylors, here I come!)&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Drive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Reunions&lt;/span&gt;; I've been missing out alot.&lt;br /&gt;4) Visit people at work, bsc!&lt;br /&gt;4) Go for celebrations like christmas eve, new year's eve, aiyooo, whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;5) Go down to Singapore a few days.&lt;br /&gt;6) Mamma Mia!&lt;br /&gt;7) Pack, cause I'm moving outta my house into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;new condo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;who wants to come for house warming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me to look at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt; tonight.  I wondered why. And guess what?  It was shaped like a crescent but it looked like a smile :) mhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, can someone please tell me when Taylor's open day is. And I mean Hartamas one. Chun Foong says only Subang's one is open. Anyways, I heard there's an edu fair at PWTC next weekend. Should I go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-6250513196307807373?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/6250513196307807373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=6250513196307807373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6250513196307807373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/6250513196307807373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/12/pop-champagne-bottles.html' title='pop the champagne bottles!'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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-3177449179455668916.post-1171936291664648768</id><published>2008-11-29T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:10:46.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the final spm weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STFjtBq6xzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/rup8LEzrf1w/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STFjtBq6xzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/rup8LEzrf1w/s400/DSC00638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274106263821272882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting is driving me up the wall. I have been doing nothing but accounts the whole day. And I still haven't finished her homework which is due tmrw. Argh, I feel like dumping everything into the trash can right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sean and headed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BSC&lt;/span&gt; after accounts today. The outside looks really impressive, but it wasn't anything that great on the inside. I prefer the old decor. It gives a cozy feeling. Some people started work early. Saw Samantha, Kenneth, Niraj, Ryan and many many more new faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TNS&lt;/span&gt; is replaced with the christmas trees and the huge ass 100 inch plasma tv which only plays Happy Feet and Cars is replaced with a 42 inch tv? One thing didn't change. The Christmas songs playing. OMG, it's the same old song playing over and over again. Plain torture, I tell you. Going back there brings back the memories. I kindda miss working there in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go on a holiday. To Langkawi, Penang, Cherating, Port Dickson (maybe not), aiyooo, anywhere! Or maybe we should go on a CRUISE. Yeah, I'm talking about the Superstar cruise thing. Sounds nice? But I would prefer a place with beach though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to plan for the trip. I just don't know how and where to start from. I'm hoping Rachel would be free by the end of SPM :) Then maybe we can plan something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I bought a new pair of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heels&lt;/span&gt; and I was wondering whether I should wear it to prom. The only thing is, it's&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 3 and a half inches &lt;/span&gt;high, which makes me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9cm taller&lt;/span&gt;! wtf. I look freakishly tall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1171936291664648768?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1171936291664648768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1171936291664648768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1171936291664648768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1171936291664648768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-spm-weekend.html' title='the final spm weekend.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/STFjtBq6xzI/AAAAAAAAA2M/rup8LEzrf1w/s72-c/DSC00638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-2408216512587360538</id><published>2008-11-28T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:32:08.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>almost done.</title><content type='html'>So many thoughts are running through my head right now. SPM is over! Well, not officially for me, but it does feel like it.  So, what's the deal now? Our high school days are over. What's next? I know this sounds odd, but I can't seem to describe the relieved feeling I have. After struggling for many many many years for BM, Sejarah, and everything else. It's all over now. Thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not talk about our previous papers. I don't really care anymore. Hmm, I didn't really expect our spm week to end this way. Definitely not very memorable. Yes, of course you know what I'm referring to. The&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'incident' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on Tuesday. Well, I'm sure everyone at school would be glad that our batch of '08 is finally leaving, after creating Cempaka history again and again throughout our high school life there. People are being a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BITCH&lt;/span&gt; about it, I mean literally. You know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people came out early during EST 1. And we were just having our little gathering by the staircase, laughing away. Anyways, we walked over to Decanter during our break. Luckily we managed to came back just in time for EST 2. And hell, when I opened the paper, I looked at section B. Oh no, bio stuff! I knew I shouldn't have dropped it! It was still manageable, I guess. At least I still have my form 4 knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STAOFBYyvlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/SqRCi5qocIc/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_orKyYvCUgbk/STAOFBYyvlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/SqRCi5qocIc/s400/DSC00635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273730643085409874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Two girlfriends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom is next Saturday. Whoa. It's almost here. Thanks to Hwee Yin's mum who booked the hotel for us. So yeah, who's bunking in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;prom after party&lt;/span&gt;. Late night movie at One U. How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p.s. I shall be blogging frequently. It looks really blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-2408216512587360538?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/2408216512587360538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=2408216512587360538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2408216512587360538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/2408216512587360538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost-done.html' title='almost done.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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/_orKyYvCUgbk/STAOFBYyvlI/AAAAAAAAA2E/SqRCi5qocIc/s72-c/DSC00635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3177449179455668916.post-1774404911083710988</id><published>2008-11-27T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:25:48.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>starting all over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally decided to start a new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This marks a new beginning, new chapter in life, new everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of my old one anyway. Looks dull :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, please relink me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3177449179455668916-1774404911083710988?l=violett-rouge.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/feeds/1774404911083710988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3177449179455668916&amp;postID=1774404911083710988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1774404911083710988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3177449179455668916/posts/default/1774404911083710988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violett-rouge.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-beginning.html' title='starting all over.'/><author><name>marcia; marsh; marshy.</name><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>
