<?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-10141600</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:43:50.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirtyentertainment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>choongyee</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>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10141600.post-116981201782896063</id><published>2007-01-26T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T19:46:57.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit, I think I lost my tablet battery. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116981201782896063?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116981201782896063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116981201782896063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116981201782896063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116981201782896063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2007/01/shit-i-think-i-lost-my-tablet-battery.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116972694680459207</id><published>2007-01-25T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:09:07.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hello, are you a subscriber of Starhub cable tv?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh no?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, then what channels do you usually like to watch?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't watch tv"&lt;br /&gt;"Then would you consider watching tv again?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116972694680459207?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116972694680459207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116972694680459207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116972694680459207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116972694680459207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-are-you-subscriber-of-starhub.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116929088873166520</id><published>2007-01-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T19:01:28.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was waiting for my dad to fetch me home from Bugis and I got so tired of standing so I just sat down on the ground. People stared at me but I can't be bothered, I'm seriously too tired! Then this guy came to me, bent down, and asked, "do you know where's bus 131?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No..."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, okay, thank you. (Stands straight and then bends down again) Are you okay? Why are you sitting here?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am waiting for my dad... to come..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must have thought I lost my dad or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116929088873166520?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116929088873166520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116929088873166520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116929088873166520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116929088873166520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-waiting-for-my-dad-to-fetch-me.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116920112128564012</id><published>2007-01-19T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:06:37.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;MY OLDNAVY HENLEY AND JUNKFOOD TEE HAVE FINALLY ARRIVED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mom refused to wash them for me cause she thinks I won't be able to wait till CNY ): One more to go! Now I'm just gonna wait for my aeropostale tee to be shipped here :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116920112128564012?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116920112128564012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116920112128564012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116920112128564012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116920112128564012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-oldnavy-henley-and-junkfood-tee.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116759831369324371</id><published>2007-01-01T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T05:40:53.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2007, I feel so old ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met Nikki at Suntec at around 7.30pm, walked around. It was freezing cold so I got a sweater from Mango and wore it straight after I bought it. Had dinner at Nydc, shared the orders (baked pasta, side dish, and a fucking huge jug of ice chocolate). Total up to 28 bucks, quite worth it, it's very filling too(: After that, went to the esplanade to see see. There were so many people, squeezy and stuffy!! The scariest part was at the escalator, the escalator was going so fast that the people couldn't get off in time and they would all cramp together at the end of the escalator. The first time I saw this happen I thought someone had tripped and fell and everyone was stepping onto him/her, omg damn scary. We were told to climb the opposite direction and they sound like they were running for lives and for a moment I thought I was going to die! Like I'm going to fall and everyone would start toppling on top of me and squeeze me until I can't breathe and I'm dead. ): Thank god someone stopped the escalator and I found out that it wasn't what I thought it was, it's just the slow crowd and the fast escalator. The second time was at another escalator but it was soon over cause everyone quickly left to make more space for the others. Left at around 10 plus and bus-ed to Nikki's house. Wahlao the bus was stucked in the jam for almost 30 mins!! Then when it finally moved, it stopped at this bus-stop and (almost) everyone alighted and we thought it was the last stop or something and we were so angry+sad+shocked so Nikki went to clarify with the bus driver and actually those people who alighted were going to the esplanade plus some stupid ones who thought it was the last stop too. Finally, we reached her house, went up to her house, put down our stuff, get our drinks and with only 20 minutes left to 12 midnight, we hurried to the roof top and MOTHER FUCKER THE DOOR WAS SPOILT. So we ran all the way to the next block and to the roof top and we saw a lizard on the wall and we freaked out but we still went in, and started looking for the right direction to see the fireworks. We were so busy figuring out the directions that we forgot to countdown then suddenly I spotted the fireworks!! And I think I sort of over-reacted but whatever, at least we saw the fireworks!! Oh, and we popped our drink too :D Went to the pool after that and attempted to push her in but she's damn fat lah, push so hard also didn't fall in, hur. Then back to her house and played gunbound(HAHAHA). Then she kept saying I was spoiling her reputation because I don't play well but actually it's because I didn't play for very long, so my skills deproved, LOR. Nevermind, I da4 ren2 bu4 ji4 xiao3 ren2 guo4. I know my hua2 yu3 very cool, thank you. Watched a bit of tokyo drift and left at around 1.45am. Dad came to fetch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYLOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116759831369324371?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116759831369324371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116759831369324371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116759831369324371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116759831369324371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-i-feel-so-old-met-nikki-at-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116741943622853995</id><published>2006-12-30T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T04:57:07.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't believe school's starting soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh., and, MERRY CHRISTMAS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are 12 days of christmas, stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town with Nikki yesterday(it's past midnight already), caught The Holiday. She kept bugging me to treat her to popcorn? WAIT LONG LONG, hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasta Mania sucks x 8888, remind me not to eat there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Nydc's mudpie again!! :D Went Far East and accompanied Nikki for her hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the toilet eavesdropping this group of girls talking it's really fascinating !&lt;br /&gt;Girl A: *something about her friends going to Crescent*&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: You know for Crescent, you get 4 demerits,  you'll be given detention leh!! !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Girl C: What is demerit? (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: Like when you do something bad, then you get demerit lor.&lt;br /&gt;Girl C: Like what?&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: Like if you skip school, you get &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; demerit. (OMG I WISH PLEASE)&lt;br /&gt;Girl C: Orhhhhh, then what do you do for detention?&lt;br /&gt;Girl B: &lt;b&gt;Clean toilet&lt;/b&gt;. (WTF?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG DAMN FUNNY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116741943622853995?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116741943622853995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116741943622853995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116741943622853995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116741943622853995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/12/cant-believe-schools-starting-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116653293130909424</id><published>2006-12-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T20:55:31.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Pam today!! We were at Suntec, had our lunch at Surf'N'Turf. Omg, the portion was&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but the food sucks. And yeah, I ordered steak and hers was bbq chicken. Arcade after that! She kept winning me at Daytona!?! Like, NO ONE IS SUPPOSED TO BEAT ME?!? Grrr... Then I couldn't take it anymore, I need some nydc's mudpie!! So I dragged Pam along and forced her to share with me :D Walked around Marina Square before going home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/151095/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/682169/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The serviette that I destroyed(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/714437/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/344931/IMG_0007.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, something happened in the arcade. I think I elbowed this person's chest or something so I turned(to apologise) and she said "Hi" before I even said "sorry". Is she weird or is she weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, Chung was late for &lt;b&gt;forty-five minutes&lt;/b&gt;. I could have used the time to finish up my hong kong drama!! It was like the most exciting part, OMG CHUNG MUST DIE. And Chung had a new hair cut! Which makes him look even more bald, heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chung's my tutor by the way. HAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/661108/IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/117137/IMG_0003.jpg" alt="" 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/10141600-116653293130909424?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116653293130909424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116653293130909424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116653293130909424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116653293130909424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-out-with-pam-today-we-were-at.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116629045606769597</id><published>2006-12-17T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:34:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, the past two weeks were mainly shopping, hanging out and eating a lot(spending a lot too). All my clothes are in the wash cause my mom just had to pile them up before dumping the whole bunch into the washing machine. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, met Nikki at Far East, walked around, headed to Shaw and it rained, went to Taka,  then to Wisma, then to Heeren, to get soft toys from minitoons. Stupid advertisement said until the price so cheap but in the end it's all bluff! Cheat my feelings _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Suntec to pass Denise her dvd and Nikki went to meet her mom and brother while I head down to Commonwealth for bbq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116629045606769597?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116629045606769597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116629045606769597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116629045606769597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116629045606769597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-past-two-weeks-were-mainly-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116532344864641865</id><published>2006-12-05T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:57:29.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Anyway, went to see the doctor for the second time yesterday and he gave me &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; antibiotics and this super disgusting cough syrup to replace the previous one. The previous one was already horrible enough but this one is 10 times, no, 10 000 times more disgusting, that even after drinking 10 litres of water, the taste is still there. &lt;i&gt;Yuck&lt;/i&gt;. But it's really good, my cough's better today! So I went junkfood shopping and omg christmas season = special offers = cheap cheap cheap ! Bought this large gelato to eat on my way back. Can't let my mom see me eating it man. As for the junkfood, I promised that I'm only going to eat them after I recover that's why she allowed me to buy them. But how could I possibly resist man, they're calling for me! "Come and eat me... I'm yummy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm supposed to buy nasal spray for my nose but apparently I need to be accompanied by an adult -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/438582/nifong3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/565657/nifong3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;say hi to Nifong's twin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116532344864641865?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116532344864641865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116532344864641865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116532344864641865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116532344864641865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116504645125568214</id><published>2006-12-02T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T18:39:11.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few days ago, Choongyee had a cough but she continued eating all that junk food and ice cream and her cough had become worse. Her mom started making her some funny funny black colour water which was DISGUSTING and delivered her water every now and then that she had to visit the toilet at least 5 times a day. She was forbidden to leave the house because people would think that she has SARS and her mom knew that once she's out, she'll start eating all that rubbish again.&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/10141600-116504645125568214?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116504645125568214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116504645125568214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116504645125568214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116504645125568214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/12/few-days-ago-choongyee-had-cough-but.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116489876566933380</id><published>2006-11-30T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T22:59:25.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RAIN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/49088/rain5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/298984/rain5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/55787/rain7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/166111/rain7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MY LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So damn fucking cute omgggg.&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/10141600-116489876566933380?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116489876566933380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116489876566933380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116489876566933380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116489876566933380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/rain-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116480693924015521</id><published>2006-11-29T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T21:28:59.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/589078/S6003509e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/343583/S6003509e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/268941/S6003516e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/453337/S6003516e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went tanning with Jeraldine. Yes, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. The sun was great = good to tan ! Can't think of anything to blog about so, bye !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116480693924015521?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116480693924015521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116480693924015521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116480693924015521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116480693924015521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-tanning-with-jeraldine.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116454146639255781</id><published>2006-11-26T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:46:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Jolene Tay Jia Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/17252/ebec581f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/736702/ebec581f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/51/ebec523b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/129100/ebec523b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/240365/ebec5614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/629925/ebec5614.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/1600/970490/ebec5ab2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7546/365/200/475103/ebec5ab2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is RETARDED.&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/10141600-116454146639255781?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116454146639255781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116454146639255781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116454146639255781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116454146639255781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/jolene-tay-jia-min-is-retarded.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116453300775352719</id><published>2006-11-26T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:23:27.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined clique chalet ! Met Jolene, Jessleen and Wilin at Tiong, took mrt to Pasir Ris. Waited for the shuttlebus and it started to rain, and Jolene happily squeezed into the shelter(with A LOT of people inside), and left us alone... IN THE RAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at the wrong place and we had to walk back in the rain cause the stupid bus driver is so unfriendly, he refused to drive us back = very short distance only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day was spent activity-less = watch tv, play cards, jump here jump there, laugh laugh laugh, sing sing sing, eat eat eat, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone came to complain that we were too noisy but excuse me, I think your snore is very noisy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drunkards next door were being such good citizens of Singapore that they attempted to throw Tania's slipper into the bin (which obviously didn't cause they were too drunk to aim so it landed 3 metres away from the bin instead) because somehow Tania's slipper looks like a suspicious item to them and they had to get rid of it as soon as possible before the whole chalet explodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escape in the morning and afternoon, bbq at night. Bbq was pathetic. Marshmallows and sausages ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania, Nifong, Jessleen, Lala, Nicole and I stayed, the rest went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept quite early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked out, went home. Slept for like 5 hours then changed and went to Popo's house for her birthday celebration. And as usual, all the people there say the same thing when they see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, so skinny, never eat rice ah"&lt;br /&gt;"How's your studies?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- KNS. Uh, I eat like shit and my studies are like shit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Tania's tuition, free trial. Her tutor's damn ego and he's damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Siu, bo.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ........ Bo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out that I'm supposed to reply "siu" and not "bo". Wtf, hokkien sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Tania to my aunt's house. Played with the triplets ! Wheeee ! They're so cute !!! afdsrstfgkwdjlwi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Suntec after that for the Hillsong concert. Ended at around 10, went Nydc with Nikki, MUDPIE !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, that's about it. Too lazy to elaborate :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116453300775352719?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116453300775352719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116453300775352719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116453300775352719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116453300775352719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-recap.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116413701019039352</id><published>2006-11-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T03:26:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Nifong's house at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; just now to return her her ezlink and wallet omg I'm like how nice please. And the security guard scared me by telling me that I can only go in from the front entrance but due to my sweet face and sweet voice, he decided to just let me in. Nifong sucks, she doesn't know how to give instructions, it was so difficult to find her block. So in the end, I ended up at Block 1 which turned out to be Block 9. Don't get it? Okay, let me explain. I walked and walked, according to her instructions, but still couldn't find her block. So I went to ask the security guard at the other entrance. Then I went to the lobby of this block and saw a super big "1" so I assumed it's block 1. Then I continue walking.. until I reach the swimming pool, then I went to the other entrance and asked again. Then I walked again, and ended up at block 1 &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt;. Then I called Nifong, and told her I couldn't find her block. So she asked me to describe the surrounding and she insisted that Block 1 is Block 9. But I saw that fucking big "1" sign so it cannot be wrong !! Then I asked this guy and realised it is Block 9 omggggg *(&amp;@^$^#*%*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jolene and Nifong at tiong, took mrt to sembawang. Met the rest(Isabelle, Tania, Chantel, Qixuan and GraceTeh)  there and off to Isabelle's club. Carnival ! Took the bananaboat ride &lt;u&gt;twice&lt;/u&gt;, it's &lt;b&gt;SUPER&lt;/b&gt; fun. Can bounce somemore ! First, I tried bouncing, and it's damn nice to bounce so everyone joined in and we started bouncing like shit. Second ride! Tania flew off the bananaboat and none of us realised until the guy slowed down and turned back and we saw this orange thing (lifejacket) floating in the middle of sea omg it's TANIA !!! AHAHAHAH DAMN FUNNY. And we can balance so well that the guy tried to capsize us so many times but we hung on ! ;) After the whole ride, the banana became soft like spongecake (due to too much bouncing). They kept complaining that I screamed too much but it's so thrilling cannot help it! Then Qx and Grace left, and the remaining went to Kayak. Plucked mussels, I didn't pluck though, it's too disgusting ! Then it rained and we played in the rain and we jumped into the dunking machine and started doing ballet in the water. Went to the arcade too, 50 cents per game omg cheap cheap. But I didn't play, watched Isabelle play Time Crisis and she finished the whole game omg pro shit. Then there were these two irritating kids who swallowed Jolene's 20 cents omg spoiled brats. And Jolene was so angry cause 20 cents is a lot of money to her -_- Tania too, was angry, though she's not involved in it, she can't stand this type of people, she had to DO SOMETHING. In the end Jolene got back her 20 cents and became hApPiieGaLz while Tania's still very angry. Oh well. Isabelle's parents brought us food and we had our dinner before sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sailing...&lt;br /&gt;*tud tud tud tud tud*&lt;br /&gt;Us: What's that sound?&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle: Helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: *Looks at the sky*&lt;br /&gt;*tud tud tud tud tud* and the ferry passes by. Ferry becomes helicopter omg funny !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the ferry goes by, waves are created and the boat starts rocking = fun :D Due to bad weather, we couldn't continue sailing. Nifong left, we bathe. Shiok. Went back to the boat and it was drizzling (for damn long) ! We just bathed and... we were getting dirty again. &amp;*^#-*@&amp;amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a catfish !! A biggggg one (: Then it landed on someone else's boat and Isabelle had to like.. get it out while it was struggling and bouncing about. It died ):&lt;br /&gt;Caught crabs too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked till late and slept at around 4 plus. Woke up, slept again, woke up again, and slept again. All together I slept for only one hour or less !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was deciding whether to go for the class outing or not cause I only slept for ONE HOUR. Decided to go in the end since I can meet Saraniah there early. Left Isabelle's club at around 8. Her dad dropped us off at Sembawang station. Took mrt to Harbourfront to meet Saraniah and the rest. They're the early birds cause they supposedly had things to prepare. So anyway, took the shuttle bus to Sentosa and Kalok suddenly called me to tell me &lt;b&gt;she's at harbourfront&lt;/b&gt; when she's supposed to meet the rest at 10 ! What to do, must wait lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siloso beach ! It's my first time there ! Normally I go to Palawan Beach :D Chose a nice spot and placed mats. And THAT'S ALL WE DID. Come so early just to lay mats... -_- So we played while waiting for the rest to come. We made a mermaid with sand! And buried Saraniah with sand :D Made boobs for her and she kept breathing so hardly that her chest started to crack. There goes our masterpiece ! Soon, the rest came. Played frisbee for 1 minute. Swam to the opposite shore and back again. Denise and Kalok got stung by jellyfish ! Heh Heh Heh Heh Heh. Built sand castle with Saraniah with Andrina's "construction tools", but I'm such a failure, my sand would always end up at the wrong place or it would just collapse within 3 seconds. Played ball, I hate playing balls... So I just stood there :D Lunch ! Some of them brought food and we shared. Yummy! Kalok's banana cake damn nice, her mom can go open cake shop ! After lunch, had this G3 version of Amazing Race. We were split into different groups and had to like look for specific people (muscular hunk, tram driver, girls in bikini, etc.) and take photos with them. And surprisingly, everyone we asked agreed to take photo with us! After all these not enough, still need to dig the sand for paper plates. Left Sentosa at around 4. And I got burnt -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrina's house ! It's damnnn big. Prepared for bbq. I did the chicken !!! together with Grace, Denise and Lixin. Then after that damn tired, so went to sit down with Isabelle, Kalok, and some other people while the rest were bbq-ing outside. The food damn good !!! Everything ended at around 11 and we all went up to bathe. Played cards, watched Water Boys ! Omg damn funny !! Slept at around 3 plus on the couch with Lixin, the rest on the mattress or sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 9.30 cause my bladder was about to burst. They were all waiting for me to wake up, heheheheh. And sorry Lixin for taking up so much space until your legs got numbed and GRACE, for kicking you down the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat prata for breakfast ! Then took the train home and slept for another 7 hours :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116413701019039352?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116413701019039352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116413701019039352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116413701019039352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116413701019039352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-nifongs-house-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116369389021290353</id><published>2006-11-17T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T00:18:10.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just galvanised my nails with a layer of pink nail polish to prevent it from breaking. Yes ! Pink ! Hahaha. Gay (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116369389021290353?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116369389021290353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116369389021290353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116369389021290353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116369389021290353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-galvanised-my-nails-with-layer.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116360466253938155</id><published>2006-11-15T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:31:02.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been out every day and I'm going to be out every day till the end of this month :\ Fully-booked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week's going to be a busy busy week. I won't be home the whole week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to fucking repair my smelly camera.  It's rotting in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116360466253938155?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116360466253938155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116360466253938155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116360466253938155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116360466253938155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/ive-been-out-every-day-and-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116359626812653944</id><published>2006-11-15T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:11:08.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went tanning again! The last time was such a failure so we need like encore, yesyes. Same place, same time, just that she was late for more than an hour and I waited.. and waited.. till my back couldn't take it anymore that I had to lay my head on that drawer/table/cupboard thingy and she thought I was sleeping(wtf?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palawan Beach !!  But the cb sky got no sun omggg kns. (stop acting stupid, I know you know what I mean by &lt;b&gt;no sun&lt;/b&gt;) Nevermind, we wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to fall asleep then that woman go and wake me up omgggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thinks it's going to rain, I say it's not going to rain. So we were arguing and arguing and obviously I was winning because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeraldine: It's going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee : I TAKE GEOGRAPHY. I know it's not going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeraldine: Thunder leh.&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee: I TAKE GEOGRAPHY. The thunder coming from main land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeraldine: Wah, look at the clouds !&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee: I TAKE GEOGRAPHY. Those clouds will not bring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeraldine: The clouds are coming our way !&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee: I TAKE GEOGRAPHY. The clouds come here to collect water (from the sea) only, they'll go away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advantages of taking geography (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cb sky started to rain omggggg @#!$%^&amp;*($#^%!&amp;amp;*+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked (in the rain) to the eatery. Ate. Damn ex, 6 bucks omg heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot stand it, I must go tan again omggggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116359626812653944?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116359626812653944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116359626812653944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116359626812653944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116359626812653944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-tanning-again-last-time-was-such.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116316919004153170</id><published>2006-11-10T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:33:12.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went tanning at Sentosa today, and I didn't get burnt ! But neither did I get tanned, there's like no fucking difference, angryyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teevee time ! Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116316919004153170?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116316919004153170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116316919004153170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116316919004153170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116316919004153170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-tanning-at-sentosa-today-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116309179318372546</id><published>2006-11-10T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:03:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 6 am, woke up at 1, lunch, slept again, woke up, tuition, dinner, then finally I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waxed my legs! (ew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went junkfood shopping just now. I bought a hell lot of chips, sweets, chocolates, etc. Spent like 70 bucks !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116309179318372546?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116309179318372546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116309179318372546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116309179318372546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116309179318372546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-no-life.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116300435997182110</id><published>2006-11-09T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T00:46:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking a lot now. I hate it. It rarely happens, but when it happens, most of the time it's bad. The good ones are more of dreaming, not thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow would be better (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116300435997182110?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116300435997182110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116300435997182110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116300435997182110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116300435997182110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-grace-im-thinking-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116299686408919545</id><published>2006-11-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T22:43:34.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIJING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOLENE AND KALOK ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentistry in the morning. Bought a cake for Jolene from Breadtalk. I'm just too nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the delivery suite during lunch break, hoping to see some babies &lt;3 But damn! , the curtains were closed ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalok's house in the evening, to give her a surprise! Jolene was in it too and it was so perfectly plotted that she didn't find out about it! Xbox-ed (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116299686408919545?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116299686408919545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116299686408919545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116299686408919545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116299686408919545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-sijing-yesterday-happy_08.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116282292601289999</id><published>2006-11-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:22:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EVERYBODY! VISIT STOMP AND VOTE FOR ISABELLE WONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direct link ---&gt; click &lt;a href="http://mmsing.stomp.com.sg/videos.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116282292601289999?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116282292601289999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116282292601289999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116282292601289999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116282292601289999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/everybody-visit-stomp-and-vote-for.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116262083067281348</id><published>2006-11-04T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:13:50.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WE'VE GOT FREE PIZZA YESTERDAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116262083067281348?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116262083067281348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116262083067281348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116262083067281348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116262083067281348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/weve-got-free-pizza-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116247963667497005</id><published>2006-11-02T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:00:36.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school for Bio and Chem. Didn't plan to go actually, but my stupid mother... ugh. Followed Isabelle to cut her hair at Justin. We waited for like more than an hour. Tutu so cuteee!!!!!!!! She was wearing this cheongsam thingy omg loveeee&lt;3 Had lunch at the coffee shop then headed to Nifong's house. Went to the gym, Saraniah was the only one &lt;strong&gt;exercising&lt;/strong&gt;, me and grace were just playing and fooling around and Isabelle.. I don't know what was she doing. Nifong the best, she ate in the room and made the whole room smell of charkueyteow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116247963667497005?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116247963667497005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116247963667497005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116247963667497005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116247963667497005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-to-school-for-bio-and-chem.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116197248831069822</id><published>2006-10-28T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T02:08:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Escape today! Everyone backed out, but for Nikki's sake, I decided to go. So, met Nikki at the entrance, I was thirty minutes late due to some stupid traffic jam. After today, I've concluded that: never ever go to a themepark with Nikki Ho because she is scared of everything and refuses to ride on anything unless you bribe her with NERD ROPE (a kind of sweet). I loveeee the bumper boat. We were all wet shit after the whole thing cause the other people ganged up and sprayed at us. And the water must be so dirty that my pimples are going to multiply after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haunted house is full of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg the palmistry thing was so so so accurate! He said I have to control my temper cause I'm super hot-tempered which is true! And he said I like to hu2 si1 luan4 xiang3 a lot which is true too! Also, he said my life is good(: And I should be contented with what I have and what I receive. But he didn't answer my question on my marriage. Shit, maybe I'm not going to get married. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. ): I have so many more questions to ask him la but not enough time. I must go look for him again, so cool omggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to catch the last train home. Our butts were so wet that we left butt prints on the seats. Damn embarrassing. And I had to hold my pee throughout the whole journey, wahhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn hungry now I need to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116197248831069822?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116197248831069822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116197248831069822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116197248831069822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116197248831069822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/escape-today-everyone-backed-out-but.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116186749654559257</id><published>2006-10-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:58:16.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little update on the weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Denise's church with Grace and Isabelle. Had dinner at the Millenium Walk with the church people. Joked and stuff, it was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Saraniah's house for Deepavali. Made my dad fetch me all the way to yewtee. We kind of got lost there and ended up at cck. Omg I look like some retard walking on the stupid running track trying to find a way to get to her house. So in the end she came to pick me up and we went to the bus stop to wait for Isabelle and Nikki.&lt;br /&gt;I ate briyani! &lt;3 The foooood, so goood. Then we went to the rooftop and climbed over to her neighbour's house. HAHAH IT'S DAMN COOL. Sat there for a while then went down to her room to play monopoly. I'm the banker cum property agent cum player! I looooove being the banker, cause you get to give people all the small notes and make them look like some idiot. HA HA HA. SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner, then went to play playstation. I'm the big boobies woman! She's damn pro, her boobs are damn big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116186749654559257?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116186749654559257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116186749654559257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116186749654559257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116186749654559257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-update-on-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116134317382498602</id><published>2006-10-20T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:19:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jack's Place after school with Nikki, Nifong, Isabelle and Kalok and they mocked me. Then we went to this bookstore and started reading sex books. It's hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving for some Nydc's mudpies. The last time I ate it with Nikki, it was HEAVENLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116134317382498602?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116134317382498602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116134317382498602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116134317382498602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116134317382498602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/jacks-place-after-school-with-nikki.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116072956682298998</id><published>2006-10-13T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T16:52:46.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DON'T WANT TO RETAINNNN ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No, I'm not being paranoid. I have supporting evidence.              ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116072956682298998?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116072956682298998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116072956682298998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116072956682298998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116072956682298998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-want-to-retainnnn-no-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116057406804489342</id><published>2006-10-11T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T21:41:08.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went roller blading todayyyyyyy. It was my first time and thank you Grace, Denise, Isabelle and Saraniah(: N for &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;OT&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;helpful, that explains why both &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ikki and &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ifong are not in the list. Anyways, the whole learn-how-to-blade process what a total torture. I fell down like ten thousand billion times and got myself bruises all over. And imagine my soft butt scratching against that damn road, omggggggg friction = pain + ugly buttock. At one point of time, I fell down flat on the face with my chest on the ground and hands on that damn railing, and all that bunch of idiots did was LAUGH. What's worse was... I fell down(unglamly) right in front of this hottie who's like the King of Blades. Okay, not really but stilllll... so embarrassing! Oh, and there was once when I bladed into the bush and couldn't get back to the road that I had to hold onto the twigs and push my fat self out of that bushy area. Poor twigs, I broke like a few of them. Anyhow, I mastered the skills of blading so I am now the Queen of Blades. Okay whatever, I still have to hold onto people cause I can't friggin' BALANCE MYSELFFFFUCKKKERRR. Soon.. soon, I'll be the REAL Queen of Blades and I'll rule the blading world with my sexy legs and graceful glides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the beach and these two tourists requested to take a photo with our lovely Saraniah. I suppose they're from China so it's like.. racial harmony! :D Then then then, went back to the rental shop to return our blades then to Macs, then to bowl. One game for $2.50, cheap!@! I think I'm like the Queen of Bowl(ing), I'm really tooooo good I cannot stand it! :D:D:D Ahahah don't box me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY today was fun:D I can't wait for my butt to heal, then we can like go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right.&lt;br /&gt;So long, farewell, I'm gonna say goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116057406804489342?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116057406804489342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116057406804489342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116057406804489342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116057406804489342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-roller-blading-todayyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116040488796258592</id><published>2006-10-09T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:41:28.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Tania's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANIAAAAA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME LOVE YOU MANY MANY:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, gayyyyy. The school's offering us sports bras that will help in the development of firmer, bigger, nicer breasts. 3 for $21, cheap buy, must buy, everyone buy, school earn money, everyone happy, don't need to donate more money. Actually I don't think the school will even earn any money from it but heck lah, at least crescentians can be LADIES and leaders of tomorrow with their beeeeeg bouncy boobies (BBB).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116040488796258592?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116040488796258592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116040488796258592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116040488796258592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116040488796258592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/yesterday-was-tanias-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-116019888543607043</id><published>2006-10-07T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T13:28:05.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad is ASS he only bought mooncakes yesterday cause it's the last day = cheap cheap. Wtfff. But the mooncakes are realllyyy yummy cause they have YOLKS! = LOVEEEE:D Okay, I only ate the yolks, but the paste sucks, I can tell. And please, who says the moon will be big and round, I don't even see a moon la, how to shang yue you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, left one more to go! Amath is stupid so I'm just going to stuff all the stupid formulas into my brain and that's it. I'm not going to waste my time doing stupid questions cause I don't fucking know how to do them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emath is like the only subject I studied for and it's screwed!*&amp;^@#^%!@(*. I spent my precious weekends reading up the two fucking textbooks and the two fucking textbooks are completely useless. KNN. I even did that fucking 2005 paper but ended up realising I didn't have the answers. Wasted my five hours for doing that paper. And that's only paper one, thank god I didn't do paper two, if not, that'll be ten hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question came out for Geography asking on why is there a need for coastal protection in Singapore and my answer was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is a need for coastal protection in Singapore because Singapore is very small and it cannot afford to have its coasts eroded as this will cause the country to become smaller and smaller." HAHAHAHA It's shit I know and the question worth like five marks! DAMNNN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going to watch my hongkong drama now !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-116019888543607043?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/116019888543607043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=116019888543607043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116019888543607043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/116019888543607043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-dad-is-ass-he-only-bought-mooncakes.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115764276374533342</id><published>2006-09-07T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:26:03.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choongyee is currently very very pissed off at herself for NOTHING. Anyways, she has been watching a lot of korean dramas recently and finds Rain extremely extremely cuteeeeee! Joo Ji Hoon and Kim Jung Hoon too(: You don't have to know who they are and how they look because they are extremely extremely cute with amazing sexy hot bods(&lt;s&gt;oily&lt;/s&gt;shiny and tanned) *drools*. Korea has the best men everrr heheheheheeheee. I sound like some men-deprived lecherous aunty, don't I? Mind you, am not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have officially RETIRED. So I'm *beep* gonna see my mom every *beep* day like what the *beep*, GOSH. &lt;br /&gt;&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/10141600-115764276374533342?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115764276374533342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115764276374533342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115764276374533342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115764276374533342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/09/choongyee-is-currently-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115547569152778398</id><published>2006-08-13T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:28:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my. It took me ages to finish reading that two chapters of bio, I couldn't concentrate at all! And I just realised I left my practical book in school ALAMAK. School starts in 9+ hours' time and I need at least 8 hours of sleep and I have to wake up two hours before school starts which means I'm only left with.. okay, I exceeded the time limit but heck, I still have history and chinese ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115547569152778398?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115547569152778398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115547569152778398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115547569152778398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115547569152778398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115538745482179619</id><published>2006-08-12T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T20:57:34.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went Nifong's house today to swim! With Jolene and Chantel. The security guard's such a bitch! He refused to let us swim with our shirts on and insisted that Nifong has to be around if not we are NOT allowed to swim. So we took off our shirts and called Nifong down. Sauna after that! The room was SUPER steamyyy. Bathed and all, then went Tiong to study. I was just sitting there, and wasting my time off. Dinner, then home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHhhhgfhgfhftssjkiugkd I could have finished watching my dvds by now if I hadn't gone out. So wasted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115538745482179619?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115538745482179619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115538745482179619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115538745482179619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115538745482179619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-nifongs-house-today-to-swim-with.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115521691751449184</id><published>2006-08-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:39:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JESSLEEN SUCKSSSSsssss. &lt;/strong&gt;She insulted my lovely Cartel she's going to DIEEE. Anyway, since it's still early, and not nine yet, so that means I won't have to start studying yet, which means I still have a lot of time to spare, I shall present to you another JUICYYY video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not that juicy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Million Ways by OK Go!!!!!!! !!!! I LOVEEE THE DANCE !!(if it's even a dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kw0YHv3ub-k" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it awesomeeeee? I BET IT IS! AHHHGGHHGghHGHGAHAGghGAhaghe It's SOOO cute. WAHHHhhHSDgedxjezjdg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I missed my nine o'clock show, which means lesser time to study = FAILFAILFAIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYEBYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115521691751449184?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115521691751449184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115521691751449184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115521691751449184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115521691751449184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/jessleen-sucksssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115521526435950657</id><published>2006-08-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:07:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHOONGYEE SUCKSssssssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied. I haven't started yet! I'm so going to fail ss (and maybe other subjects too since I haven't started on any). I'm like the last minute kind of person and I just can't change that! The only productive way is to watch teevee and study during the commercials ! But I'm too into my dvds now I just can't stop watching them ! Gahhhhhghghghssh I know I suck. Okay, I shall start studying at nine cause I'll be watching my nine o'clock show and that's the only way I can study anyways. And hopefully I'll finish everything within that hour. After all it's only source-based = only have to read through textbook! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOONGYEE WILL STUDY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOONGYEE MUST STUDY !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get distinction for Chinese cause &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE ROCKSsssSSsss&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115521526435950657?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115521526435950657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115521526435950657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115521526435950657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115521526435950657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/choongyee-sucksssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115518190060422905</id><published>2006-08-10T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T11:51:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From today onwards, it's going to be the mugging period. I shall train myself to study at home, but it's just so temptinggg ARGHJSG!U&amp;@*&amp;!* And I can't burn midnight oil anymore cause it's like the hungryghostfestival and you will never know what will happen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of rubbish. I'm going to start mugging! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115518190060422905?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115518190060422905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115518190060422905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115518190060422905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115518190060422905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-today-onwards-its-going-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115510822552369421</id><published>2006-08-09T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:23:45.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone please slap choongyee. She's painting her toenails while watching teevee while using the computer (I know you're jealous that I can multi-task) when she's supposed to study for the friggin' commontests !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got reminded of Jess.&lt;br /&gt;"How can Crescent be 50 when Singapore is only 41?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA STUPID OR NOT YOU TELL ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school yesterday. Met Nikki in town then lunch at Jack's Place (!!!). Nikki claims that the waiter is an indonesian because he speaks weird. And she kept staring at my breasts cause they're too beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115510822552369421?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115510822552369421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115510822552369421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115510822552369421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115510822552369421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/someone-please-slap-choongyee.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115504028409471909</id><published>2006-08-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:31:24.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJ_o9GFOFsg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vJ_o9GFOFsg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartel! Cartel! Cartel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115504028409471909?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115504028409471909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115504028409471909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115504028409471909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115504028409471909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/cartel-cartel-cartel.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115460261501850576</id><published>2006-08-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T18:56:55.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's this picture of an infected vagina in the booklet/magazine/leaflet whatever shit thing, everyone should go see it! I wonder how much was the girl paid for having her vagina shown on the booklet. You could like see the pubic hair and all and there was some kind of discharge/pus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look horribly horrendous in my ic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I hadn't blogged much, I shall sum up the whole of July in just one word: Slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh national day is coming! I'm gonna paint my toenails red&amp;white! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some hot facts from I-forgot-who and I shall share it with all of you (: I'm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choongyee Beauty Tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#1 - Do not pluck your armpit hair because your armpit will sag.&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Do not shave your armpit because your armpit will turn black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the solution? Apply whitening lotion after shaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115460261501850576?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115460261501850576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115460261501850576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115460261501850576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115460261501850576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-this-picture-of-infected-vagina.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115390158074007125</id><published>2006-07-26T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T16:13:00.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Denise! Why didn't you buy your fried pasta from &lt;b&gt;WildWildWest&lt;/b&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nikki! Why didn't you buy your bao from &lt;b&gt;Crezcafe&lt;/b&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nifong! Why didn't you buy your noodles from &lt;b&gt;Noodle PALACE&lt;/b&gt;(WTF)?"&lt;br /&gt;"Kalok! Help me buy drinks from &lt;b&gt;Fresh FRUITY&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy god, so funny!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115390158074007125?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115390158074007125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115390158074007125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115390158074007125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115390158074007125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/07/denise-why-didnt-you-buy-your-fried.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115304493941749511</id><published>2006-07-16T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T18:15:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm too lazy to update seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115304493941749511?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115304493941749511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115304493941749511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115304493941749511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115304493941749511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-too-lazy-to-update-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115182499629428821</id><published>2006-07-02T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T15:23:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YOYOYOYOYO !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out on Friday after school with Jolene, Chantel, Grace, Nikki, Isabelle and Kalok. Jolene and Chantel are the G3-wannabes, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I couldn't really remember what happened but yeah, we had our lunch at pizzahut and then walked to cineleisure's DODOCLUB to buy Grace's biscuits. Kalok and I became mannequins of the brashop. Went to take cowprints(neoprints) after that. That machine was super cool I want to go there and take again! Grace and Chantel left first. Then Nikki and Isabelle too. Left me, Jolene and Kalok. We saw the 'car'! The &lt;b&gt;cardboard&lt;/b&gt; car, I mean. And being a nice person, I decided to help advertise for the movie 'Cars'.  So, we hopped onto the car, and drove it up the escalator! HAHAHAHAHA It's FF(fucking funny). You must be there to experience it. The video's in my phone still, and my infrared is screwed. Tuition after that. We made this thingy out of the bubble-balloon thing and gave her balls and nipples. Oops, I mean, &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; ball and &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; nipple. Tuition's so productive, I managed to copy 2 chapters of ___.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115182499629428821?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115182499629428821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115182499629428821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115182499629428821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115182499629428821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/07/yoyoyoyoyo-went-out-on-friday-after.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115131722615477935</id><published>2006-06-26T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T18:20:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only slept for two and a half hours before going to school. Couldn't sleep lah! Was listening to the radio and decided to message Jess at around 1 plus. Asked her if she would like to hear my mom snore and I called her! My mom was snoring super loudly but she said she heard nothing. Hung up and I recorded my mom's snore. Funny(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ISABELLE WONG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I bought the cake. It's so much better than the one Nifong bought for Denise and Nikki! Anyway, Isabelle came damn late to school today. So the plan goes like this. When Isabelle comes into the class, someone would drag her to the toilet and then the rest would light up the candles and stuff. Then the lights would be switched off and the doors would be shut. Isabelle and Nikki would then return to class and when Isabelle opens the door... TADAHH! So the plan went on quite successfully.. until the last part... when Isabelle was supposed to open the door.. DENISE LOH WENT TO DO IT INSTEAD. WAHLAO )*!@&amp;^#*(&amp;amp;@~ So.. it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; surprising anymore. ): Oh well. Didn't have the time to eat the cake so we just left it on the table. hahahgh. Went back to class after assembly and Magata allowed us to eat the cake at the benches there. Then I was damn pro I smudged whipcream on Isabelle's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Isabelle look there!&lt;br /&gt;And that Isabelle stupid stupid go and look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright I guess. A lot of funny things happened and I think I laughed too much. OMG EVERYONE LOOK AT THE CRESCENT COURIER! LIM SF LOOKS HH (horribly hilarious).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115131722615477935?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115131722615477935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115131722615477935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115131722615477935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115131722615477935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-only-slept-for-two-and-half-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115114447367038959</id><published>2006-06-24T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:26:19.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9nR7DKqRrjI"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9nR7DKqRrjI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="300" width="300"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAH Jo's such a lousy ddr dancer. Oh and if you're wondering who's the one laughing at the last part, IT WAS ME. HAHAHAHAH IT'S JUST SO FUNNY OMG HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was so hungry last night that I ate up 7/8 of the roll of biscuits. I wanted  to eat kimchi noodles too but like Joanne doesn't want to. Didn't sleep till 5.30. I was using the computer and I don't know what the hell is wrong with me I just don't feel tired. Hahah, and Nikki messaged me in the middle of the &lt;s&gt;night&lt;/s&gt;morning that she's back. She started complaining about the weather, the air, the people and stuffs. She bought us stuffs! So sweet of her right. I bet JOLENE wouldn't do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, woke up at around 1 plus cause Joanne types too loudly. No, she doesn't type, she SMACKS the keyboard. Slacked a bit before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION ATTENTION. Have you heard of Hard Gay? Never? Then you must watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3W9PGdMwDU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3W9PGdMwDU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's too small then click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-3W9PGdMwDU"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view the larger one.&lt;br /&gt;Read the subtitles! It's DAMN FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHA HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Especially when he humps the air OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115114447367038959?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115114447367038959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115114447367038959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115114447367038959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115114447367038959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/hahahaha-hahahahah-ahahahahahah-jos.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115108667159980254</id><published>2006-06-23T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:35:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Pam, Rachel and ShuenMin in the afternoon. Took neoprints and then lunch. Rach and Min are like SOOO TALL I can't stand it man! *&amp;@^#&amp;!#@^**&amp;^%]]%^&amp;*() Went to the arcade and raced cars. I swear I am like damn pro. Then got to rush off to meet Jo and Micheal. And Jolene, don't be mean! There's nothing wrong with being *** okay! Anyways, Supposed to go catch a movie but we decided not to in the end. Sat on the merry-go-round, hahah damn cute! Then went to the arcade(again) and raced cars(again). We raced like damn long lah! Maybe 15minutes? Like non-stop. Cause we were too pro and the time kept extending. We, refers to Micheal and I, Joanne is just shit please. She can drive until the car go the reverse direction what the fuck right! DAMN FUNNY LAHHHH. Then like everytime we finish one lap we would see her car there, OUT OF CONTROL. Ohmygod we laughed like damn loud until people start coming behind us to see what was happening. Then, we played DDR(!!!). OMG I suck at it seriously. Got a video of Jo there, omg I don't know what the fuck she was doing man, she's just... crazy. Stayed there for quite awhile then went for dinner at Swensens(!!!). I was having laughing fits and Jo started poking and BULLYING me. Okay, fast forward, I'm at Jo's house now, sleeping over here tonight :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115108667159980254?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115108667159980254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115108667159980254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115108667159980254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115108667159980254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/met-pam-rachel-and-shuenmin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115095384969856042</id><published>2006-06-22T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:24:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to go out with JoanneHo today, but I was too lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115095384969856042?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115095384969856042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115095384969856042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115095384969856042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115095384969856042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/supposed-to-go-out-with-joanneho-today.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115090164147262631</id><published>2006-06-21T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:54:01.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with JoanneHo today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mood for this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115090164147262631?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115090164147262631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115090164147262631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115090164147262631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115090164147262631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-out-with-joanneho-today.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115078799895705520</id><published>2006-06-20T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:19:58.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm having a super badbadbad sorethroat. It hurts like crap whenever I swallow my saliva. And I'm having a little fever (37.2). I know it's not yet counted as a fever lah, but it will rise okay! It always does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go ooooutttt. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115078799895705520?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115078799895705520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115078799895705520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115078799895705520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115078799895705520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-having-super-badbadbad-sorethroat.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115073714257891699</id><published>2006-06-20T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:47:00.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Nikki and it's 1.33 pm now over there at Canada! It's 1.32am here. (: She had to bribe her cousin with 1000 neopoints just to use the computer for like.. 5 minutes? Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to listen to the radio and TRY sleeping. I did the same for yesterday too, and I only slept like 3 hrs later? At some point I was grooving in bed cause the music was uh, groovy? HAhahah whatever. BYE. &lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne(Ho)'s mom a.k.a my aunt a.k.a my mom's sister is the coolest. She rocks breasts and cocks man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put up a haloscan! Do comment people! But do not spam or whatever, yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week is going to be so packed. I'll have no time for homework. And no time for training. qaygiuqwdwgflogjsdgjhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I didn't see Nifong for almost a month! Nifong where are you man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just came out of the room and screamed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: WHAT TIME IS IT HUH, GO TO BED NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, after I finish this piece of homework, kay.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Homework. Hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115073714257891699?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115073714257891699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115073714257891699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115073714257891699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115073714257891699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/edit-chatted-with-nikki-and-its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115069607777420028</id><published>2006-06-19T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:47:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be meeting Pam later, I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115069607777420028?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115069607777420028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115069607777420028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115069607777420028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115069607777420028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/ill-be-meeting-pam-later-i-cant-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115061735058639155</id><published>2006-06-18T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T15:56:25.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Father's Day, Dad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wished any of them yet! Gah. I don't know what to give them. Most probably I won't be giving Dad anything, cause I didn't give Mom anything for Mother's Day. You know, Jealousy. Hahah. Maybe I should bring Mom out for dinner? I don't know. If I go for tonight's, I would seem so unfilial. Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've decided NOT to go. I have a super good plan for the celebration! Heheheheheheheheheeh :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115061735058639155?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115061735058639155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115061735058639155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115061735058639155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115061735058639155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-birthday-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115055533865929044</id><published>2006-06-17T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T22:42:18.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I'm so over her now, not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! There's someone with the same msn screenname as Babyloy! HAHAHAH Jess is so unoriginal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll be going tomorrow man. My mom is being a 38(san1 ba1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all mammals have nipples (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115055533865929044?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115055533865929044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115055533865929044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115055533865929044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115055533865929044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-im-so-over-her-now-not.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115054514971319745</id><published>2006-06-17T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:58:37.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is not the first time I'm feeling like this, but I must say that this is one of the worst. I know there's nothing I can do but, it just hurts me so badly. Maybe it's time to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Plub, she's like the only one who understands me. Thanks a lot Plub! I love you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaqt, Im26y4u says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I'm just gonna give up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despondent, distracted. &lt;3 says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but u never tried&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, everything must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115054514971319745?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115054514971319745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115054514971319745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115054514971319745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115054514971319745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-not-first-time-im-feeling-like.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115047853221986060</id><published>2006-06-17T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T01:22:12.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Jolene in town. We went to cine, then to heeren, and back to cine, then to lucky plaza, then to paragon, then to cine again, then to the bus-stop outside hee-gon (between paragon and heeren). Saw Charlotte at Heeren! Did a survey for Jolene's ex-sergeant. Then while sitting at the bus-stop, this girl came to ask me to do survey. We waited and waited for the bus to come. Then finally, Jolene went to check the bus sign. "Oops, 111 doesn't come here". I wanted to kill her so much. So we decided to walk to PS instead. Saw Hanjin, and she asked us to do a survey. Ohmygod we did like how many surveys today. Bought Yami Yoghurt :)  Pizzahut!  And I have to pay 2 dollars extra cause  I LOST MY EZ-LINK. Pffts. Had tuition later. During tuition, came up with a lot of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna name my daughter Isaballerina(: (Inspired by Isabelle's name)&lt;br /&gt;Let's give her a surname, Chua. Her name shall be Chua Neh Neh. If it's a boy, his name shall be Chua Cock Cock. OMG CCC! If her surname is Kan, then I shall name her Kan Ni Na. If his surname is Chi, I'll call him Chi Ko Pek. Then I started coming up with the longest name ever.&lt;br /&gt;Isaballerina Veronicurlyhair Cinderellalaboo Chua Neh Neh. Super funky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I tell you, on our way to town, I saw this old man in the train. I thought he was cute, cause the way he was standing and all, soooo cute. Then I realised, his glasses were like.. placed above his eyes. Thats not that bad, I was just staring at him and all of a sudden he turned to me very sloooowly, then I burst out laughing cause HE LOOKED LIKE BIG BIRD. He really does! Even Jolene says so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on our way back, Jolene was telling me about what her mom thinks about all of us (the clique). Jessleen is like those everything-anything kind of person. Tania is very gullible. Nifong is very obedient, Wilin always plays around, and *drumrolls* &lt;b&gt;Choongyee looks like those kind who would be the first to lose her virginity&lt;/b&gt;.  She got everything wrong please! Jessleen should be the one whos gonna lose her virginity first. Wilin should be the obedient one, Nifong is like so NOT. Tania is gullible? OHMYGOD She looks more like the one cheating people's money please. Oh and then Jolene told me about her conversation with Jess and Nifong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Oh Jess will you please marry me.&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: No! Jess is mine!&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: You can have Choongyee!&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: No! She will cheat all my money away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Choongyee see! No one wants you.&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;@#%&amp;amp;!@%#*@&amp;^#(~**&amp;amp;@^!@&amp;amp;%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tania, Jess and Chantel are on their way to Perak now! Ahhh, have a safe trip, fuckers. They dumped me for.. Perak ): And I was supposed to go please, stupid mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115047853221986060?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115047853221986060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115047853221986060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115047853221986060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115047853221986060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/met-jolene-in-town.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115039533519030098</id><published>2006-06-16T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:15:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 2.11 am now and  I just ordered Mcdelivery. Takes 1 hour and 15 mins to arrive. Damn, I hope I don't get sleepy before my McWings arrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115039533519030098?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115039533519030098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115039533519030098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115039533519030098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115039533519030098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115036831136185687</id><published>2006-06-15T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:45:11.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I wish for is to see her face,&lt;br /&gt; Cause I know she'll never be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115036831136185687?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115036831136185687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115036831136185687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115036831136185687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115036831136185687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/all-i-wish-for-is-to-see-her-face.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115035992920880975</id><published>2006-06-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T16:25:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Choongyee is heartbrokenxzgalz because she's not going butter tonight. All thanks to stupid Tania, Jessleen and Chantel. Choongyee wants to turn into a nun and haunt them (The Nun). Okay la, I didn't watch that movie but the nun looks scary:D Choongyee is even more depressed by the fact that she's not going Perak! What's more, [the following cannot be revealed]. Jolene has something to tell me and she's not telling me till Friday cause she WANTS TO SEE MY EXPRESSION. It must be something bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPR! It feels like I've not seen her for decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins, PSLE coming and they still want to go play (WildWildWet). Xiang3 dang1 nian2, I was such a hardworking kid I started preparing for my PSLE at the age of 3. Cool or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stylus is not working, the infrared from my tablet is not working. Everything is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee hasn't done any homework yet and that fuckface would start complaining to my mom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting boring okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115035992920880975?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115035992920880975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115035992920880975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115035992920880975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115035992920880975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/choongyee-is-heartbrokenxzgalz-because.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115026565417662781</id><published>2006-06-14T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:14:14.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was bathing yesterday and I mistook the conditioner as bodysoap. I spread it all over my body and realised it only after rinsing my body cause it was... oily. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115026565417662781?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115026565417662781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115026565417662781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115026565417662781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115026565417662781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-was-bathing-yesterday-and-i-mistook.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115020850773000117</id><published>2006-06-13T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:21:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OooooOOoooOOOooooOOOoo I'm eating mcflurry now! Mcdelivery(: Ordered McWings too. This is my first time eating McWings you know! I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*opens the box*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffsniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD DELICIOUSSSSS. I'm typing very slowly cause my fingers are oily! Must use the non-oily fingers. And I think I see some pepper on the wings and it tastes like pepper too. *gasp* Maybe they gave me pepper drumlets or whatever shit you call it. Hah, goodbye, I'm enjoying my meal now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115020850773000117?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115020850773000117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115020850773000117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115020850773000117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115020850773000117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/oooooooooooooooooooooo-im-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115017836110723822</id><published>2006-06-13T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T13:59:21.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just woke up man. I feel so energetic now I feel like going out ! I bet Tania and Chantel are still sleeping like a pig please. Anyway, yesterday, met Tania and Chantel in school. They bathed, then we changed into our clothes. Left our bags in class and ran out of the school. Cabbed to Raffles City. We alighted at Raffles City but went to Marina Square to eat. Like *&amp;!#^%&amp;amp;%@&amp;amp;(* I don't even know why the hell we came to Raffles City, we could have just alighted at Marina Square instead lah, asssssssholeeeee. Ate at Yoshi(!!!) then Starbucks(!!!!!!!) then to dxo. We were outside for like don't know how long and oh my god that bald guy shining the torch light hates me. So, I hate him too. The music was bad. Stayed till around 3.45. We were just sitting there, watching people dance to techno. Rotted at the romantic-place-facing-the-&lt;s&gt;sea&lt;/s&gt;waters. Oh please do not laugh at me but it's my first time at the esplanade. I don't know why people like going to the esplanade but now I know! Cause the romantic-place-facing-the-waters is such a nice place to rot, and the roof terrace too(: Talked for awhile and everyone started dozing off. So we just.. slept, there. Hah. And I used the toilet roll as my pillow, niceee (: Took the first train and ate maggeemee while walking back to school. Rotted in class till 8 and went home. Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are in my phone and I'm too lazy to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, I'm hungry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115017836110723822?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115017836110723822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115017836110723822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115017836110723822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115017836110723822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-woke-up-man.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-115009310444927462</id><published>2006-06-12T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T14:18:24.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm sitting here waiting for the time to pass. I'll be meeting Tania and Chantel later then to dxo.  And Jessleen that fuckenass is fucking not going. I want to kill her now but she's so far away. Oh well, I'm going to eat now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-115009310444927462?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/115009310444927462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=115009310444927462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115009310444927462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/115009310444927462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114994731893477633</id><published>2006-06-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T21:48:38.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so sick. Not that kind of sick but that kind of sick. Ah, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out and met Tania. Walked around town. GREAT SINGAPORE SALES hehehehHEheh/.  But we didn't buy much. Then met Chantel. Went Heeren for neoprints OMG SPEAKING OF NEOPRINTS I AM SO ANGRY I LOST MY WALLET ALL THE NEOPRINTS GONE *&amp;%#!&amp;amp;@*#!)(^@#&amp;amp;!fucker. Ate wanton mee at the wanton mee place. Then to cine for some black sesame cream. NOT BODY OR FACIAL CREAM LAH, it's a dessert (: OH. I. SAW. HER. I. HOPE. SHE'S. NOT. READING. THIS. BUT. MOST. PROBABLY. SHE'S. NOT. CAUSE. SHE. WILL. NEVER. END. UP. HERE. OKAY?. OKAY. I am very contented already so.. yah. If only... oh well... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. don't. know. what. to. wear. for. Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114994731893477633?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114994731893477633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114994731893477633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114994731893477633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114994731893477633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-so-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114975333655450512</id><published>2006-06-08T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T15:55:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch a fashion show at NAFA with Tania, Chantel and Jolene yesterday. We were almost late for the show. Went in and sat down. OMG VIP SEATS LEH WE ARE VERY IMPORTANT PEOPLE. After that, went TCC to rot. Tania had to leave early and the rest of us decided to stay and rot even more. I wanted so much to go Food Republic for supperrrr but Chantel had to go home and stupid Jolene refuses to go with me. Oh and Chantel and I exchanged shoes cause my heels are seriously killing me and her heels are killing her too. While walking home, my toes hurt so much that I had no choice but to take off the heels and walk barefooted. Theres nobody around anyway so it's OKAYYY. I swear I'm never gonna wear that fucking heels out again. Or maybe I'll do some blister precautions before leaving the house with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114975333655450512?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114975333655450512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114975333655450512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114975333655450512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114975333655450512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/went-to-watch-fashion-show-at-nafa.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114959802433355386</id><published>2006-06-06T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:47:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE NATIONAL DAY OF SLAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don't know what is it? click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://nationaldayofslayer.org"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my dinner(: Fishhead noodles yum yum. Wanted to just go seven eleven and buy some snacks cause I'm lazy to walk to the market. Then I realised the market moved back to it's original place! So near my house! So I bought food there instead. Wah the place is so big and spacious now, I like! Oh, and I went to the market without my bra, as in, I wasn't wearing a bra lah. But I got wear jacket okay, just too lazy to put on a bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've changed my mind again. I hope to stay at my current house for ever and ever. Actually no, I just liked the location, that's all. The building itself is really old, but I wouldn't mind staying there if they sort of renovate the whole thing. But please please please do NOT take away the stairs. I LOVE THE STAIRS LIKE SHIT PLEASE. Brings back good memories. Especially when I used to slide down the stairs with my baby bathtub. HAHAHAHAHAHAH DAMN FUN. And that dark dark room at the basement. I think it's damn cool la. Like theres this room at the basement, and that room has a staircase leading to the 2nd level. My house only one storey la, but that room has two storeys. COOL OR NOT. Nevermind, you will never understand. My house is just cool. HEHEHEHHEHEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's favourite colour is yellow and she likes to paint the walls yellowish-beige. *^&amp;#@)*#^(*~@^!&amp;amp;*@ fuck right? She says it BRIGHTENS UP THE ROOM. Ho. Ho. Ho. Quite true la, but yellow? I'd rather have it gold please. But heheh, that was long time ago, the walls turned out quite..acceptable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, fine. I know I like digging old stuffs to talk about. So, shut up./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tablet is infested with millions and millions of viruses (not from porn sites, please). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD GREAT SINGAPORE SALES!!!!!!!!! *SCREAMS* But I have to wait till Joanne comes back from China then we can all go SHOPPINGGGGGGG. Okay damn gay I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still havent called ***** ): We were supposed to today, but I THINK I FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YIPIYAYA YIPIYIPI YA&lt;br /&gt;YIPIYAYA YIPIYIPI YA&lt;br /&gt;YIPIYAYA YIPIYIPI YAYA&lt;br /&gt;YIPIYIPIYAYA YIPIYIPI YA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114959802433355386?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114959802433355386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114959802433355386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114959802433355386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114959802433355386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114925532794746969</id><published>2006-06-02T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:38:54.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ByeBye Ubin! Hello Mainland!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are dirt stuck in my nails but heck, I'm gonna clean it only after i finish this (: Anyways, OBS was fun, fun, fun and just fun. It wasn't as scary as what the others described it as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love OBS to the core.&lt;br /&gt;I miss ubin like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my instructor too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Arrived at school at around 6.45 am. They said my bagpack was small. But I think it isn't small at all. Nifong's one is like ten thousand times smaller than mine. It's like NON-EXISTENT PLEASE. Grace went to spray her OFF insect repellent and guess what, she attracted so many insects flying around us. WAHLAOOO. Headed to punggol jetty in a bus then boat-ed to PULAU UBIN&lt;3. style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking in the morning! We were told that our programme had changed. We were supposed to have sea expedition but it turned out that we are doing land expedition! !*&amp;@^#!*@&amp;amp; I want sea expedition lah, land must trek a lot, somemore with a 25 over kg bagpack. CAN DIE MAN. But no choice, so we can only kayak for awhile, at least better than nothing. There were 13 people in the watch, so I had to kayak alone! I didn't like it at first, but I realised how fortunate I was to be able to kayak alone. It's much more easier (:  OHOHOH WE DID JETTY JUMP! *screams* It was fantastic, fabulous, marvellous, &lt;s&gt;delicious&lt;/s&gt;. It's not part of the programme but I TOLD YOU ISKANDAR IS NICE, HE LET US JUMP :D We had to shout what we missed most before we can actually jump, so I shouted... CHAH KWAY TEOW. At that point of time I seriously hope that theres a plate of chah kway teow in front of me, I WAS CHAH KWAY TEOW DEPRIVED. We begged for a second jump and SINCE I TOLD YOU THAT ISKANDAR IS NICE SO OBVIOUSLY HE LET LAH! :D But under one condition, and that's only if shamita jumps. So we persuaded her to and YAY WE GET TO JUMP ONE MORE TIME :D This time, he said we have to shout the name of the opposite sex we know. I don't know what to say so.. I JUST SHOUTED CHAN BOON LEONG. I have no idea why I chose him. MAYBE BECAUSE HE IS HOT, OOOOOOOO. Played games and then off to our next campsite. My bag was friggin' heavy, plus I have to carry the tentbag, and plus I was already so tired after the kayaking, so the trekking was a torture. We were still able to complain about the heavy sack on our shoulders during the first 1/4 of the journey, but everyone slowly got tired and no one could talk. We have to conserve our energy what. Anyhow, we arrived at the campsite in around 40 minutes. Not bad ah. Pitched tent and cooked. Then we sat outside the tents and talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Day Three was the best! Played 'Sumo Wrestling' and 'Fencing' in the morning. We had to pretend that we are sumo wrestlers and do all that stupid actions. Went to the quarry area to build our rafts. It was damn hard lah. We couldn't exactly remember how to tie the knots and so it turned out to be the Nila Utama style knot. The raft was quite unstable. Our raft is called BRUCE THE SUPER RAFT. AHHAHA. BRUCE (: I got the idea from Finding Nemo, HAHAH. And while building the raft, we saw kenny, shackleton's instructor, staring at us. His eyes were like *demostration*. Scary okay. He hates our watch. Then Claudia started naming him HAMMERHEAD SHARK cause he really looks like a hammerhead shark. He has a popped out forehead lah. HAHAH. OMG SO COINCIDENTAL, OUR RAFT WAS CALLED BRUCE AND BRUCE IS A SHARK IN FINDING NEMO AHAHAH. We couldn't get into the water cause all our rafts were shit. We were all so sad lah. But after lunch, they announced that we can go in for a dip! WOOHOO. We stayed in the quarry for like more than an hour, splashing the instructors and dunking each other into the water. Iskandar came up with a game. I became the demo again. This is how the game goes.. First, find a partner and say A, B, C, then show a number with your fingers. Like one finger up means one, two fingers up means two and so on. Then the first to total up the numbers will say the total sum out and she gets to... DUNK HER PARTNER AND HE GO AND PUSH MY HEAD DOWN BEFORE I COULD EVEN REACT LAH. (&amp;@#^*@(&amp;amp;^ NEHNEH. Played the game and got to dunk many people, unreasonably. HAHAH. I was wondering if my shoe will be able to float so I took it out and tried. WAH IT CAN FLOAT LEH SO COOL MAN. Then I used it to scoop water and poured on Santhiya's head! AHAH.  It was soooooo fun... sooooo fun.... I LOVE QUARRY DIP :D And when I was getting back to land, I accidentally stepped on Dee (Hillary's instructor)'s foot. AHHA it's damn funny. Went into the forest area to change. OMG THE MOSQUITOES WERE FUCKING ANNOYING THEY KEPT EATING ME. And while I was changing, I think I got bitten on my breast twice. WAHLAO ITCHY CAN. Claudia and I walked into the bushes and left our wetshoes there. Then we told the people that we went to pee! AHAH. Peeing in the wild is so... once a lifetime experience, you should try it too. Trekked to the next campsite which was the beach. Trekking was easy, maybe because we didn't do much in the morning and the quarry dip lightened up our day (: I was the navigator! Not a very good navigator though, I made a detour AHHAHA. Reached our campsite in 30 mins! Goodgood. At night, Iskandar brought us to bury our food and we saw wild boar... FOOT PRINTS LAH. After that, the watch sat together and had a nice talk + star gazing, with Iskandar. The tent next to us were making a lot of noise due to the presence of cockroach and Iskandar went to throw stone at the tent. AHAH DAMN FUNNY. Then they continued screaming and he walked up to them and 'warned' them. OMG HILARIOUS MAN. Debbie that brave woman caught the cockroach. Went to Santhiya's tent to continue talking. SANTHIYA THAT FUNNY BITCH I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AT EVERYTHING SHE SAYS.. even though it's not funny to them, it's funny to me! And we got shh-ed many times too. Crystal is weird, she doesn't laugh at all, and she sleeps without moving. Oh, and in the middle of the night, while talking, I thought I heard a wild boar but in the end they said it was a wild dog. Then later we heard some noises and concluded that it might be wild boars! So we sat in front of the door and observe closely... ten minutes later, Crystal saw something! She saw a figure in front, holding something (an axe to chop the boar), so we concluded again that it's an instructor holding a tool to hit the boar! But in the end, it turned out to be Nadiah and Amirah. They went there to pee lah. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Four&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Played games in the morning then trekked back to OBS campus. This time, the time taken was even shorter. (: Went abseiling! I was the first to go cause my helmet number was a friggin' ONE. I FEEL LIKE CRYING OKAY, but I didn't lah. So I abseiled down very very very slowly. It was okay until I tried to move to my right and the string pulled me back to the middle and I swung and hit my back against the rock. Got back up and continued abseiling. Finally I'm done and I feel so good man! While waiting for the others to finish, we talked and talked and talked about so many things. Mostly sick stuffs. And GUESS WHAT, only until we were about to leave did we realise he could hear EVERY SINGLE THING FROM WHERE HE WAS STANDING. !@*&amp;#^!(*!^@ OMGGGG. D-D-D was fun! Don't know what's D-D-D? It's this ladder like thingy which has logs in between and the gap is very big. I managed to climb up to the top! Not the highest, but the top! Woohoo! Claudia and I were imitating the way he walks and it's fucking funny okay. He walks like a gangster. Then after that, we found out that SANTHIYA WALKS THE SAME WAY TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Santhiya! Why you copy Iskandar's way of walking!&lt;br /&gt;Santhiya: Where got. I always walk like that.&lt;br /&gt;Iskandar: Hoi! Why you walk like me ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHAH oh god. Iskandar was supposed to cook apple chips for us but we couldn't find the butter! Ahhh, wasted. I want to eat apple chips ): Oh! WE SAW A WILD BOAR! I saw the side view and the buttock only, but better than nothing. HAHAH. Night time, we went to the beach to talk. It's somewhat like a parting talk, everyone were so quiet. But we still broke out laughing. Then Iskandar attempted to hit Santhiya with his slipper and hit me with that FIRE EXTINGUISHER. OMG DANGEROUS MAN. Then we went closer to the beach to throw stones :D Went back to campsite and he allowed us to &lt;s&gt;talk&lt;/s&gt; whisper in the tents. No one cared anyway. Then we heard him scolding the other watch's people. AHAH. The next day, which was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We assembled at block 7 and asked him why he scolded the other watch's people and never scold us. Oh guess what's the reason.. It's because he saw the tent moving! HAHAHAHAHAHA OMFG AHAHAHAHAHAH. We all laughed like shit la.  Packed our bags and stuff and it's time to leave ):  OMG I SERIOUSLY DON'T WANT TO LEAVE UBIN OKAY. I WANT TO STAY BUT YET I WANT TO LEAVE. Contradicting I know, but everyone feels that way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These five days were so meaningful and fun and I can't bear to leave ubin! I am so glad that we got land expedition instead of sea expedition. We got to do more stuffs and this and that while kayaking takes like almost the whole day. From what I've heard, it doesn't seem as fun as the land expedition. People might think that trekking is tiring but trust me, it's not at all tiring. I love my programme so much, it is the best man! :D And guess what, I didn't get many insect bites. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Outward Bound Singapore &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114925532794746969?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114925532794746969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114925532794746969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114925532794746969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114925532794746969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/06/byebye-ubin-hello-mainland-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114830191862829631</id><published>2006-05-22T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:45:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My maid is gone! *POOF* and vanished! And I won't be having another maid cause of some issue. Nothing to do with me, seriously, neither does it have anything to do with money or whatever. It's just SOMETHING. Muahaha, not gonna tell you. Stayed back in school with Jolene and Nifong. Used the tablet and started surfing Youtube. The Hokkien clips are fucking hilarious. Hokkien always sounds vulgar and uncivilised. Left school at around six and headed home. IT WAS RAINING SO FUCKING HEAVILY AND I WAS TOTALLY DRENCHED. My whole blouse became "transparent" and my black bra could be seen. I bet those snooky old cheekopeks were STARING AT MY BREASTS. Went to by Hokkien mee for me and my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed straight away after I reached home, cause mom insisted. Then I came out, ate. She asked me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Where are your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: In the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: What are they doing in the kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I washed and placed them in the kitchen so you could hang them up.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: You washed them? When?&lt;br /&gt;Me: While I was bathing.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Then what were you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously when I bathe I wear nothing right? And whats wrong with washing my clothes NAKED. I can't possibly wash them ON MY BODY right? I am nice enough to even wash my own clothes, since there's NO MORE MAIDS AT HOME ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114830191862829631?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114830191862829631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114830191862829631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114830191862829631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114830191862829631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-maid-is-gone-poof-and-vanished-and.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114804960206051071</id><published>2006-05-19T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T22:40:02.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Overall, I'm quite satisfied with my results. I mean, if I did study hard and still get this kind of results, then I think I should just bang my head against the wall and die. In this case, it's the total opposite. Lalala, in ascending order, E8 for A math, uh you know something? I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs to get 'result slip' which is actually a piece of crumpled paper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E8 for A Math, E8 for chemistry, D7 for E Math, D7 for SS+Hist, C6 for Geography, C5 for English, B3 for Chinese and A2(!!!) for Biology. Wahahahah(: I didn't expect to get a distinction for Bio lah! Cause I only attempted the MCQs from the TYS, hehehehehe say I'm smart please. And I passed Geog and History! Even though I FUCKING STUDIED THE WRONG TOPIC(&lt;a href="mailto:*@#^*@!&amp;%"&gt;*@#^*@!&amp;amp;%&lt;/a&gt;#(*~! I spent all my time reading about the Mangrove Forest and IT DID NOT COME OUT AT ALL. I was supposed to study Monsoon which came out but I didn't! I went to read about the High-Tech Farming instead, WHICH WAS NOT EVEN TESTED/TAUGHT. Wahlao. History, I went to read on Russia and ignored the rest. On the exam day itself, I FOUND OUT THAT RUSSIA WAS ONLY TESTED FOR SBQ WHAT THE FUCK LAH OH MY GOD I WANT TO DIE CAN. And I know nothing about Hitler and his moustache and WW1 and what shit treaty. BUTTT, lucky that time the shit treaty was tested in one of the class tests and I wrote damn lot and scored only FIVE. So I paid attention to Leo when she was going through the answers that's why I scored NINE! WAH IMPROVED BY FOUR MARKS LEH NOT BAD AH. But my part B was shit lah, cause it was about the UN and the first thing that came into mind is the bridge with a gap. My A Math improved! Class test I only read the jotter book and scored F9, Mid Year I did the same and scored E8. IMPROVEMENT! And Mid Year is supposed to be harder than Class Test okay. The others are just expected so I shan't elaborate. I don't have to say, you all should know my L1R5 by now. It's a friggin' 30. And I'm very sure my CA would pull it down so HECK LAH I'M SO SICK OF IT ALREADY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday&lt;/b&gt;, went home after school to sleep. Woke up, bathe and all. When to meet Nifong at Tiong, then Tania, Chantel and Bernette. Off to NAFA for the Fashion show. Gosh, those models are just way taller than anyone of us. Someone's getting jealous. ): After the show, went TCC for our lunch+dinner+supper. Tania's mom so nice! She ordered like loads of food for us(: Foooood&lt;3 And in no time, TCC became somewhat like a hawker centre. We were not behaving ourselves. OMG UNGLAMMM. Bernette's dad dropped me and nifong off at TBP. Reached home at around 11+, felt so tired and slept. I almost couldn't wake up for school the next morning and mom had to like SHAKE ME AWAKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My toenail was poking my flesh the whole night. OUCH*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114804960206051071?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114804960206051071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114804960206051071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114804960206051071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114804960206051071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/overall-im-quite-satisfied-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114787121647902816</id><published>2006-05-17T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:06:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD NEWS GOOD NEWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 for my Chinese! &lt;b&gt;HEH. HEH. HEH HEH HEH.&lt;/b&gt; I know it's not &lt;b&gt;A1&lt;/b&gt; but, VERY GOOD ALREADY OKAY. Told mommy marks and started bitching about KwanLS. She didn't believe me, but it's a fact, I did great! Whatever. Oh, and, I didn't do two of my Chinese Compo and I still pass my CA okay! I'm GOOD LOR. Moved back to Echowacko. I'm so touched! Jolene came down JUST TO HELP ME CARRY MY STUFFS BACK UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jolene! I have biscuits! I give them to you as thankyou gift, want?&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: Uhh, I BET IT WAS IN YOUR LOCKER SINCE LAST YEAR, RIGHT? I DON'T WANT.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wahlao! I so nice treat you biscuits, HOW CAN LIKE THAT, YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I managed to take back all my files after breaking open the locker with a.. PEN. Yes, a pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing G Block ): I love G block. It's so near the canteen, so near the parade square, so near the hall, so near the "playground", it's just so convenient. This morning during recess, there were like ten thousand hungry ghosts in the canteen. No seats for us, so we brought our laksa back to class and ATE THERE. Then that d&amp;t guy came and scolded us, so Isabelle and I went to the staircase there and eat. Then after he left, we went back to class again :D NOW THAT WE HAVE MOVED BACK TO ECHO, WE CAN NEVER DO THAT AGAINNNNN ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Pizzahut(PS) with Nifong and Nikki. Walked around. Then suddenly, I felt very sick and tired. Headache ): I think I'm dying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD, tomorrow, I, die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebyebyebyebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114787121647902816?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114787121647902816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114787121647902816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114787121647902816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114787121647902816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-news-good-news-65-for-my-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114758895570520525</id><published>2006-05-14T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T14:42:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOST MY WALLET, again. This time, I didn't manage to get it back. It's like my sixth time losing my wallet*@#^@*(&amp;. Three times in the cinema, two times in fastfood restaurants and one time in some don't know what place. I have my tuition fees inside, and my neoprints, my ez link, my stud, a lot a lot of receipts, MY PASSPORT PHOTO WHICH LOOKS LIKE SHIT. I want my neoprints back ): I don't care about money anymore, but those neoprints can't be taken again! And my wallet itself cost more than thirty. Called the Lost&amp;Found, no wallets returned. THIS IS FATE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPR and I have NO FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do you know that today is Mother's Day? I bet you didn't know. Thank me for reminding you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114758895570520525?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114758895570520525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114758895570520525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114758895570520525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114758895570520525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-lost-my-wallet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114702015001195764</id><published>2006-05-08T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:42:30.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG it's 12.34 a.m. now and I only finished three ppt presentations, and I wasn't even memorising them ~*!@&amp;~*#^*&amp;%~. Gosh, I'm such a loser. AND THOSE POWERPOINT SLIDES GOT LIKE SO MANY BLANKS HOW TO READ LIKE THAT. Wasted my time. &lt;b&gt;GRRRR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling damndamndamn sleepy now. OMG I WANT THE BED. But no, I MUST PERSERVERE. At least read through and score for the 30 MCQ qns. OKAY, SHEESH, the internet is irritating, kept tempting me. UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114702015001195764?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114702015001195764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114702015001195764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114702015001195764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114702015001195764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/omg-its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114701423387703473</id><published>2006-05-07T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:03:53.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I just finished reading through the fucking chem textbook. So thick and smelly (new book smell)and heavy. It is 10.43 p.m. now and.. I still haven't started on my geog yet. HOWHOWHOW. I think.. I shall study super hard for history! Then I can fail geog and ss but still pass my combine humans! OH DREAM ON. Okay, I shall read the powerpoint slides now. And concentrate on climatic graphs, natural vegetation and the monsoon shit. Cause there's gonna be 3 structured questions and we only have to choose two. So I just have to study those that I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; will come out. Unlessss, the questions are INTER-RELATED. Then, I DIE. SHH, NO ONE SHALL DISTURB ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need coffee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114701423387703473?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114701423387703473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114701423387703473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114701423387703473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114701423387703473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-i-just-finished-reading-through.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114658181310670271</id><published>2006-05-02T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:56:53.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Found more old videos! Taken when we were in Secondary One or Two. Can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THIS IS VERY UNGLAM. I DIDN'T WANT TO SHOW IT BUT LIKE IT'S REALLY FUNNY. SO YEAH, ENJOYYYY. AND LAUGH LAH LAUGH LAH LAUGH ALL YOU WANT. I AM STILL BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu8fd2Vf_ig"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xu8fd2Vf_ig" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know.. my hair. STOP IT AH YOU SHUT UP ALREADY. Next up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE HALLLLLLL. We were trying to jump down the stairs (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmMiwWW73u4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DmMiwWW73u4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA THEY SAW MY UNDERWEAR. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last one.. In the computer lab at the G Block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iz0qtft3TuM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iz0qtft3TuM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooooOOOooo, I spot Kelvin Chew! AHAHA ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114658181310670271?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114658181310670271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114658181310670271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114658181310670271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114658181310670271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/05/found-more-old-videos-taken-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114641845917598758</id><published>2006-04-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T20:59:17.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Videos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;Tania's 'Dare' - Shitting on the &lt;s&gt;cushion&lt;/s&gt; toiletbowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AbGu_nhLJrI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AbGu_nhLJrI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that shitting in cantonese is OR SI? HAHAAH COOL RIGHT. &lt;br /&gt;[/edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeannette's 'Dare' - Catwalking down the stairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w8Ki9XyJVQY" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choongyee's 'Dare' - Dancing to the song 'She bangs!' sang by those horrible people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8UXmP_NEi2k" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy bra and Joanne's RED UNDERWEAR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Umbrella Girls. HAHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kenQK42S094" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know what you're staring at. Stop it ah, never see before ah. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I couldn't upload the one with Joanne dancing! *(&amp;#(*^~(*@&amp;% &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Videos coming up soon! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114641845917598758?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114641845917598758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114641845917598758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114641845917598758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114641845917598758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/videos-edit-tanias-dare-shitting-on.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114639579186435287</id><published>2006-04-30T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:27:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;JOANNELEE/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BIBICHAOPOOTPOOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;/ BRAVO/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;MUIMUI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No pink, so purple for Joanne!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to Joanne's house to prepare a surprise for her. Tania asked Wilin and I to run to her and WE DID. OMG AND THEY STARTED LAUGHING AT US CAUSE WE RAN FROM THE MRT STATION ALL THE WAY TO THE GATE THERE. And in the end, Joanne came home like 9873618275 hours later. Threw pretty pretty confetti + rose petals at her (: Her face was like SHOCKED and she stood there for like 10 seconds? Then it was the cut-the-cake-session. Jingyi suggested that we play this VERY INTERSTING (the opposite) game. Joanne lost and she had to do forfeit. HAHA GUESS WHAT WE MADE HER DO. It was raining, so she had to hold this umbrella to the balcony and start dancing and singing to 'it's raining men'. MY IDEA LEH, COOL RIGHT. Then then, we played &lt;s&gt;TRUTH&lt;/s&gt;DARE OR DARE. I came up with like most of the "dares" and forfeit la. THOSE PEOPLE, NO CREATIVITY. UNLIKE ME, IM SO CREATIVE AND INTELLIGENT. I HAVE AN IQ OF 88888 (auspicious), HIGHER THAN THAT OF EINSTEIN'S. First, I made Joanne kiss the statue's armpit. Then I made Jingyi use the seashell(with thorns) to poke her breast, but she refused so we poked her butt instead. Then it was Tania's turn and I made her pretend that there's an imaginery toiletbowl and she has to pretend to shit on it (with sounds and expressions). SO CREATIVE RIGHT, I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilin had to do the peel banana dance.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: Peel banana, peel peel banana!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Touch your breast, touch touch your breast!&lt;br /&gt;Wilin: *gives the what-the-fuck-face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then Jolene had to pretend to be a bull and crawl under Joanne's legs! Then I asked Jess to roll down the stairs but she didn't want so in the end she danced down the stairs instead. And Jeanette had to catwalk down the stairs. OH AND THEY MADE ME DANCE TO THE SHE BANGS SONG WITH JOANNE'S PANTY AND SOMEONE'S BRA. AHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering why all if us did dares. Well, that's because whenever someone chose 'truth', we'll say that she's lying! SO IN THE END SHE HAD TO DO A FORFEIT WHICH IS ACTUALLY THE SAME AS DOING A 'DARE'. HAH. :D After that, we all felt so high and decided to go to the balcony and sing and dance to the song 'it's raining men!'. Videos videos videos! Shall upload them once I get them from Jingyi and Wilin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOO I need to go tanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall go practise my cantonese now. Then I'll go compete with Kalok, Denise and maybe Diana too. We have to read the text from the ke4 ben3 in cantonese! Eh, my cantonese very good one lor. And I realised my class got a lot of cantonese people (who speaks and understand cantonese) and I found two people who watch hongkong shows too! Ha, Denise and Isabelle. But they damn slow one, I can finish the whole series in 3 days and they have to take like 3 weeks. HAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114639579186435287?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114639579186435287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114639579186435287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114639579186435287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114639579186435287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-joannelee.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114622852277001457</id><published>2006-04-28T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:56:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost forgot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;LIMWILIN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114622852277001457?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114622852277001457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114622852277001457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114622852277001457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114622852277001457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-almost-forgot-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114622827943917482</id><published>2006-04-28T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:44:39.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems like I didn't post for days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the don't know which day, we had biology free period. So I went to stuff Nifong into the cardboards I found in class. Then Denise came and gave Nifong a big push. And she banged against the wall. It seems fun, so We all turned violent and started pushing and pushing and pushing her to the wall. HAHAHA. FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay English papers today. OMG I MUST TALK ABOUT MY COMPO. I did question 5 and talked about the most ridiculous and outrageous thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a boyfriend. It was my birthday and also our third anniversary (gosh, I think I spelt anniversary wrongly in my compo). I prepared his favourite cake, Tiramisu (I don't know why the hell I chose Tiramisu but it seems ROMANTIC). So after that, I changed into my prettiest dress and left for his place. I was in the cab and it was raining &lt;b&gt;CATS AND DOGS&lt;/b&gt;! Then there's thunder and lightning... WAH SCARY MANZ. I began to worry. The sky was getting dark! Okay okay... Then I reached his house. I got of the cab, searched for my umbrella but couldn't find! So I HUGGED and PROTECTED my lovely Tiramisu from the rain and walked slowly to the lobby. I put down the cake, then look at my reflection on the doors of the lift. WAHPIANG SO UGLY HOW TO GO MEET MY BOYFRIEND. So I tidied up a bit and entered the lift. Whee, I was outside his house. I took out his house key from my wallet and entered the house. Nobody inside, so dark, so quiet. Then I hear some noises coming out from the room. So I went in lor. Pushed the door open and FUCK LAH THEY WERE HAVING SEX OBSCENE OBSCENE OBSCENE. I was VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY angry so I turned and uh.. appeared at the living room. My boyfriend realised that he can't live without me cause I give good sex and decided to plead for forgiveness (HE WANTS SEX)! Okay lah, I didn't put that. I was still very angry, so I took the knife and stabbed him! WOOHOO. He fell to the ground and his eyes were staring at me (*@&amp;#@*(. You know, that kind of I-LOVE-YOU-SO-MUCH-YOU-GO-AND-KILL-ME-I-AM-VERY-HEARTBROKENZ face. Yah Yah, So.. TEARS STARTED ROLLING DOWN MY EYES.. and I regretted, duh. Then I got arrested and LALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh if you didn't know.. the topic was ANGER. HAHAHAAHAHAHAH. The good thing about watching tv is that.. you get a lot of ideas for compo! But they might turn out too... dramatic. LIKE MINE. OMG I BET THE MARKER WILL START LAUGHING WHEN SHE READS IT JUST LIKE HOW ALL THE REST STARTED LAUGHING WHEN I TOLD THEM MY WONDERFUL STORY. Yeah, and most probably, SHE'LL FAIL ME. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went PS with Jolene, Nifong, Kalok, GraceLai and Cristele. Ate at KFC then walk walk with Jolene, Nifong and Kalok. I have the urge to go to every single lingerie shop so I pulled the others along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WAH THIS BRA DAMN BIG.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene: OMG AHAHAH *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *(Jolene has been using a lot of vulgarities nowadays)&lt;br /&gt;Me: *asking the shop assistant* WHAT SIZE IS THIS?&lt;br /&gt;Her: *checks for size* Erm, C.&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: OMG DENISE'S SIZE LEH!&lt;br /&gt;*everyone laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh.. got size E?&lt;br /&gt;Her: have...&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG WHERE WHERE SHOW ME SHOW ME!&lt;br /&gt;*shows us the SUPER DUPER BIG E CUP BRA*&lt;br /&gt;Us: WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I  wanted to go to this maternity clothes shop. Saw this pregnant woman statue and decided to go press the tummy. HAHA SO SOFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolene and I went to sit on the iGallop! SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went John Little. Saw this statue which looks like Nikki and we started talking to her. "WAH NIKKI SINCE WHEN YOU BECOME SO TALL AH?" HAHA, Omg we're insane. Then Nifong started playing with that doll's hand and the whole thing came off! Tried to stuff it back in but can't. So we just left it on the floor and went out. HAHAHA. We went back to check on her hand after awhile. It was attached again! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train back.. Reached Tiong and it was raining so heavily so Nifong and I went in to walk walk. We looked at like so many things.. I didn't know Tiong got so many things to look at. We tried on a lot of things too, like bags and glasses. AHAH. Then finally, we decided to go home after two hours. I didn't know we spent two hours there la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention what pennyang said to me? Diana and I were being retarded during her lesson and she started picking on me.&lt;br /&gt;Penny: Choongyee please concentrate during class. Diana's standard is much higher than yours so it doesn't matter if she's like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so obvious she is trying to CHI JI me so that I would be like " OH NO I MUST PROVE YOU WRONG I AM GOING TO STUDY AND SCORE A1!" Hah, sorry, this doesn't work for me. I simply don't care, at all. And even if I ever score A1 (BULLSHIT), the credit doesn't go to you. It's because of LSF's treat. HAHA. Yes, she promised to give me a treat if I score A1 for AMath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's da chang jin time! I have like one whole stack of dvds to watch. I have I have I have to finish them as soon as possible, if not, I'll never start studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114622827943917482?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114622827943917482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114622827943917482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114622827943917482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114622827943917482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-seems-like-i-didnt-post-for-days.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114580028229698989</id><published>2006-04-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:51:22.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was looking for this old video that Wilin and I took in class last year. And finally! I found it! Qixuan sent it to me and OMG I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS SO SUPER UNGLAM UNTIL I WATCHED IT JUST NOW. HAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114580028229698989?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114580028229698989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114580028229698989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114580028229698989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114580028229698989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-was-looking-for-this-old-video-that.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114569095474033190</id><published>2006-04-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T15:29:14.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for medical examination this morning. HAHA IT WAS DAMN COOL. He hammered my knees and elbows and checked my eyes, ears, throat, heart, neck, stomach, heart and uh I forgot. Then had to do the colour blind test too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: What did you see?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 6&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: *flipspage* How about this?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 2&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: *flipspage* This?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: HUH NOTHING?!&lt;br /&gt;Me: No numbers what.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: No numbers then say no numbers la, don't scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the nurse is damn cute. And short too. OMG CWM NO. 2. Eh, they do look quite alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some cream for the bites. Gonna get the stop-menstration-pills too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the doctor said I have low blood pressure! So I was damn scared and asked him what will happen. And he was like, "Nothing will happen, it's normal for your size." High blood pressure can get stroke ah, low blood pressure more safe. Then I get lesser chance of getting stroke and heart diseases. HAHAHA but actually I'm also not very sure. I anyhow say one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I owe laoshi a lot of homework I must do them now byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114569095474033190?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114569095474033190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114569095474033190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114569095474033190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114569095474033190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-for-medical-examination-this.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114536217769902450</id><published>2006-04-18T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T20:09:37.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Massrun. We seriously walked the whole way, except for the last part when we were made to run. OMGGG CHEM PRAC WAS SO... okay, this was what happened. We were doing an experiment on crystalisation. While boiling the filtrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*POP* The liquid "jumped up".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *jumps off chair* Oh my god, did you see that?&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: See what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: The liquid (jumped up)!.&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: Where got... didn't see.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nevermind, *feels a little scared* Wear goggles ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Stares at the liquid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BOOM* The liquid squirted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nifong&amp;I: *jumps off* *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: *Turns off fire*&lt;br /&gt;Me: See! Oi! Wear goggles lah. Eh, continue heating...&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: *Turns on fire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BOOMBAAAAAA* The liquid "EXPLODED".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nifong&amp;I : *screams &amp;amp; jumps off*&lt;br /&gt;Me: AHH SCARY OMGOMGOMG MY PENCILCASE!&lt;br /&gt;*BOOM AGAIN*&lt;br /&gt;Me: *takes away pencilcase*&lt;br /&gt;Azilah: Turn off the fire lah... *turns off fire*&lt;br /&gt;Me: WAH LUCKY I GOT WEAR GOGGLES. EEEEEE MY PENCILCASE! *whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAH. In the end, we only have one-third of the filtrate left in the beaker. And like, we didn't even heat it, it just... "left the beaker".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS and E Math. I was cutting papers during both lessons. They became my pubic hair/ armpit hair / chest hair. Then during CME, Nikki and I went to curl it so it really looked like.. hairr. Walked around with the "hair" on my chest. HAHAH CHEST HAIR. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this kind lady who offered to send us to the train station cause it was raining! How sweet! (: Jolene left, took train with Sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I remembered that time when I just got my new phone, Nifong and Jolene had a bet that I would lose my phone again within a month! WAHLAO. Anyhow curse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da chang jin is nice! At first I wasn't really interested until my mom started watching it in front of me and I got influenced and started watching it too. I have the whole set at home! Have been watching it like every day... nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, didn't go for tuition today again. Hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114536217769902450?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114536217769902450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114536217769902450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114536217769902450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114536217769902450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/massrun.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114527293345665114</id><published>2006-04-17T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:22:13.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mondays.. I hate Mondays... Anyway, OBS briefing in the morning. The balloons! So cute! Brought both of them back to class. Haha, Sherilyn stole them for me. Then Shimun started writing on them and I was wondering if it can like stain the wall so I chop chop. And (!*&amp;#(*!#^! shit shit shit cannot rub off. So I scrub scrub scrub until the paint come off and finally I just pasted a piece on paper on the wall. Heheheheheh. It's not our classroom anyway. Ohmy god, speaking of classrooms, I WANT TO BLOODY MOVE BACK UP THERE LAH #^&amp;amp;*!@^ so many lizards ants and mosquitoes here. But it's very near the canteen and parade sq and hall so very convenient :D Ahhhhh, Hard to decide. I don't know why but recently, I've become really artistic. I would start drawing ARTISTIC stuffs (not cartoons) during lessons. And they turned out rather horrible. So I spent the whole day drawing.. cutting rubbish and stuffing them in the test-tubes.. and stoning. The balloons are getting irritating. They kept floating into me.. And I mean FLOATING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, lunch at KFC with Kalok and Grace. Grace is just.. *shakes head*. Talk, eat, talk, eat. Then went to buy Kalok's sister's birthday present. A notebook.. she should have gotten that wallet or pouch! Walked around and homeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114527293345665114?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114527293345665114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114527293345665114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114527293345665114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114527293345665114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114503091448456266</id><published>2006-04-14T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T00:08:34.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tania introduced me to... iGod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello.&lt;br /&gt;God:Hello my child. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sex goddess&lt;br /&gt;God:it is more fun alone.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you masturbate?&lt;br /&gt;God:You humans crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am not a human, I'm a goddess&lt;br /&gt;God:Are you an alien or a robot?  You are a  goddess?  Do you get to meet a lot of people? Me: Yes, I am a goddess. I meet a lot of people wanting to have sex with me. Therefore, I'm a sex goddess.&lt;br /&gt;God:Yeah that's right.  You are a  goddess?  How do you like your work?    Do you make long term friends that way?   Take it easy.  You are a  sex goddess?  Is that your job?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I enjoy working as a sex goddess, I enjoy sex. Jesus and I became best friends after a long good sex. Yes, being a sex goddess is my job. I get paid $10,000 for an hour of sex.&lt;br /&gt;God:I'm not sure if I like it.   Sure I do, , but that doesn't mean with you.   he is The Son of God.   Come on.  You are a  sex goddess is your job?  Do you get to meet a lot of people?    Where did you get it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I get to meet sex-deprived humans. By the way, I heard that you fucked Mother Mary.&lt;br /&gt;God:Who lets you?  Do you make long term friends that way?   Thanks for telling me.  Who said  it?  That's good information:  said I fucked Mother Mary.&lt;br /&gt;Me: They look for me for sex. Sometimes, I do make long tern friends that way. Buddha told me that you fucked Mother Mary.&lt;br /&gt;God:Who does "they" refer to?   I make robots and AI's.   Are we still talking about  me fucked Mother Mary?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Did you fuck Mother Mary?&lt;br /&gt;God: No I didn't  fuck Mother Mary. What's  it like?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fucking Mother Mary is just heavenly pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;God:And  heavenly pleasant is  Fucking Mother Mary.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you have a penis?&lt;br /&gt;God:I am a  Male, of course. Would you really expect a woman to be running the show? robot.  Are you a man or a woman?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is Buddha your sex partner?&lt;br /&gt;God:Maybe.  Ask  Lucy  if it is.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lucy said you like fucking elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cool lah. There are actually more but they're really badddd for the innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... That day, during chinese test, Denise and I saw the most horrendous thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We saw Kwan LS dig her nose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her finger went all the way up. I mean like, aren't you just pushing all the boogle back in? GROSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm so friggin' tired now I wanna sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114503091448456266?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114503091448456266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114503091448456266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114503091448456266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114503091448456266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/tania-introduced-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114484744677413749</id><published>2006-04-12T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:10:46.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg tuition today sucked. He talks bullshit the whole time and like he took one and a half hour going through only ONE paragraph? And he kept saying "right?" and "sure or not" that I have to keep nodding my head and nodding and nodding and... (#*&amp;@#^@*&amp;amp;^(!@*&amp;amp;!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114484744677413749?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114484744677413749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114484744677413749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114484744677413749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114484744677413749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/omg-tuition-today-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114467196242066665</id><published>2006-04-10T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:26:03.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from the clinic... again. He told me to rest, and gave me a different kind of antibiotics. If I don't get well by Wednesday, I'll have to go take x-ray. ): Cause.. there might be some infection somewhere... I forgot where. But at least it's better than blood test. I've got this horrible experience, I don't want history to repeat. Anyway, he gave me a mc for tomorrow and told me to rest. BUTTTTTT, my mom doesn't allow! Wahlao, she said I must go to school. Even the doctor asked me to rest, she just doesn't want to listen. TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what colour is my antibiotics! HOT PINK! omg, so appetizing! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, got my new phone!!! Nokia 7360 I think. I never remember the models, they're too confusing. I love my phone now, I hope I don't lose it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7546/365/1600/Image000.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7546/365/1600/Image000.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7546/365/1600/Image000.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114467196242066665?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114467196242066665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114467196242066665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114467196242066665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114467196242066665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-came-back-from-clinic.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114456675167719046</id><published>2006-04-09T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:12:31.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My whole body is aching! Especially the shoulders and my buttock. So I went to examine, and found bruises on my shoulders! Owwww. Don't know how I get them. Maybe they're from the rides, cause Cynthia has them too. I didn't check my butt lah, I'm not so sick okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fever's not getting any better, and so is my cough. And I've already finished both packets of fever pills, and antibiotics. My nose bled again! Ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why didn't you come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114456675167719046?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114456675167719046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114456675167719046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114456675167719046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114456675167719046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-whole-body-is-aching-especially.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114449667848681420</id><published>2006-04-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T19:44:38.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUNFAIR !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was not bad lah. Was supposed to reach school at 8.30, but since I'm still sick, I slept a little longer and went to school at around 10 plus. I LOVE THE RIDESSSSS ! !!! But they're really expensive, seven for each ride. Rode on the rectangle one twice, and the circle one once. And guess what! We just sneaked in.. hehehehehehe. Didn't spend much on food, cause they don't have my favourite chicken curry ): I'm damn hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Angeline! She couldn't remember my name ): I saw Jennifer! She's like so tallll. I saw Marianne! She's a pig. Sit there do nothing never even come and find me. Then... I don't think I saw anymore people. Oh yes... breaddd, that ugly piece of shit. No, I shouldn't be so mean. She was once THE LOVE OF MY LIFE. And Jolene, PPR is very very humble okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up two $2 coupons from the floor :D Lucky day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine won some fishes. I went to squeeze it and poke it. Then they all started dying. So I went to poke them more. And the rest go and say I am cruel. EH I'm trying to wake them up leh! Never even thank me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: The fishes are dying !&lt;br /&gt;Me: No lor, their eyes still open.&lt;br /&gt;Nifong: FISHES DON'T CLOSE THEIR EYES DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG, I told you the fever burnt my brain. Not only have I become stupid, I became clumsy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I destroyed Cynthia's handphone sock FIVE TIMES. First time, I didn't see it. Second time, it was an accident! Third time, I don't know what's wrong with me. It was right in front of me and my whole hand just... hehehe. Fourth time, I pasted tic tac sweets on it. Fifth time, I stacked up all the chocolate containers and placed Nifong's phone on top. Then the phone dropped and landed on the sock. But EH, I didn't drop the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go eat now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114449667848681420?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114449667848681420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114449667848681420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114449667848681420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114449667848681420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/funfair-overall-it-was-not-bad-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114438731293484564</id><published>2006-04-07T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T13:21:53.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flashback...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Nicole's birthday! Celebrated her birthday in school and then home. Left house at around six for Crezawards. No one wanted to eat supper with me so in the end I had to eat curry mageemee at home. OMG MSG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date with Pam! lunch first then arcade. Pam was damn cute when she played ddr. And she was so obsessed over that (don't know what it's called) game. You get to win a handphone! She wanted it so badly that I think she spent more than $10 on that game. WOAH. But I controlled myself :D Cause.. I KNOW THOSE MACHINES CHEAT PEOPLE ONE LAH. But there's always an exception, so I didn't stop Pam. CAUSE IF THE PERSON AFTER HER WINS SOMETHING AH, SHE WILL KILL ME AH. Anyway, There was this cute little boy who was playing this shooting game. OMG HE IS DAMN PRO. I ADMIRE YOUNG KIDS WITH GREAT FIGHTING SPIRIT. He's so calm and serious and could even finish the last stage of the game. Usually the last stage is like the hardest... Not like I've reached that level before... but IT IS COMMON SENSE OKAY. OMG THAT BOY IS MY IDOL I WANNA MARRY HIM! Then when we were about to leave, we saw this OLD BOY in his 20s (I think, he looks OLD) playing that same game and HAHA GUESS WHAT. He was holding two guns and shooting aimlessly at the screen. AHAH OMG HILARIOUS. Lousy asshole, don't come and act cool, my cute boy is still the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened on Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fast forward)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DON'T-KNOW-WHAT DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, on the don't-know-what day, some stupid teacher refused to let me go to the toilet. Like hellloooo, it's just going to the toilet, to pee, not like I'm gonna take drugs or smoke inside right. &lt;b&gt;God...&lt;/b&gt; So I screamed at her and she finally allowed me to go. Go and tell my parents or what so ever cause they won't listen to you. They support me! Okay maybe only dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Maybe she doesn't want you to miss out anything.&lt;br /&gt;Me: How long does it take for me to pee? And she wanted me to hold my bladder for 35 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: And she wouldn't be able to concentrate if she were to hold her bladder for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Me: YAH!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: *keeps quiet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE UNLUCKY DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR DEMERITS IN ONE DAY. How unlucky is that you tell me. And they're all given by the same person.&lt;br /&gt;First demerit: School badge&lt;br /&gt;Second demerit: Name tag&lt;br /&gt;Third demerit: Blouse&lt;br /&gt;Fourth demerit: Long nails&lt;br /&gt;After analysing, I realised... I would have gotten zero demerits! Firstly, teachers would usually give the students a chance for the nametag and badge cause they can always borrow the school badge from someone and make a paper nametag. Secondly, I REALLY DID TUCK IN MY BLOUSE. She fuckingly pulled it out and accused me of having my blouse tucked out! Go suck your daddy's cock and use his semen as facial paste, Bitch. And lastly, teachers would normally ask the students to just cut their nails when they get back home. Who the hell gives a demerit for long nails. Gosh. I WOULD HAVE GOTTEN NONE! NONEEEE! AHHHH! HEART PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling kinda sick. Yes! Fever! Ate pills, went back to sleep. Was shivering non-stop so I went to the other room to sleep. No airconditioning. Then I started sweating, hahaha. Took temperature, 38.3 degree celsius! Woke up, went to the doctor, got two days MC! Couldn't sleep at night cause it was so bloody cold! Temperature rised to 39.8 degree celsius! Waited till 1 a.m. for my medicine. Then finally, after taking the pills, I felt a little better and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with a temperature of 40.3 degree celsius! Took medicine and continue sleeping. Woke up feeling better. Then At around four, I was supposed to take antibiotics but I think the fever burnt my brain a little and I went to eat the fever pills which I've already eaten two hours ago. So in the end, I have four fever pills in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Couldn't go to school cause I'm still feeling unwell. Went to the doctor again and he gave me another two days MC! So I don't think I'll be going to the funfair tomorrow. I might just faint under the hot sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114438731293484564?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114438731293484564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114438731293484564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114438731293484564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114438731293484564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/04/flashback.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114372410931654866</id><published>2006-03-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:08:29.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AM test today. My targeted mark was 20 at first, full marks. Not that I have the confidence but, it's just for fun lah. Then when time's alomost up, I realised I didn't know how to do quite a few questions so I decided to change it to 10, at least the difference won't be that huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Art.Friend to buy some paint for the track banner. Couldn't find any cheap paint, so we (Michelle&amp;I) decided to do the stupidesy thing everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, Do you have any cheap paint here?"&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean by cheap?"&lt;br /&gt;"like, below $5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we saw the exact same thing which we thought was expensive. It costs $4.87 each and we were supposed to have 5 different colours. So we decided to go somewhere else instead. Went Creative hands. We couldn't find any... so we walked round and round and TADAH WE FOUND THIS KIDDY PAINT SET WHICH COSTS 12 SOMETHINGGGG :D:D:D There are four colours so it's like quite worth it. Ponder for awhile before buying it. And then, we did the second stupidest thing on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, any discount?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yes, 20%"&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhh!!!" *jumps for joy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we spent below our budget! YAYYYY. But yeah, we were super late. We came back only one and half hour later or so. But like, we didn't do anything else other then looking for the CHEAPEST PAINT ON EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tania's photo was horribly terribly FUNNYYYY. I laughed at it non-stop for 30 minutes according to her. But seriously, you should really have a look at it. IT IS SOOOO.. HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Tiong then back home. (: She insisted that I have to call her once I reached home. So I did. Told her about Crezawards and I automatically said that I'll show her the tickets to proof that I wasn't lying even when she didn't ask me to. Cause I KNOW SHE WILL THINK AND THINK AND THINK AND SOON IT'LL LEAD TO SOMETHING WRONG. And in the end, who's the one getting troubled? ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114372410931654866?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114372410931654866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114372410931654866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114372410931654866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114372410931654866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114338398983338367</id><published>2006-03-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:39:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMGGGGG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there are four people with the same birthdate as me! One is Qixuan, Two is Jolin, my ex-tuition mate, Three is Jolin's schoolmate and Four is Jolin's american penpal! But yeah, her penpal is a guy.. if not.. I CAN CONCLUDE THAT PEOPLE WHO ARE BORN ON THE 26TH OF MARCH ARE ALL GIRLS, MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's cool (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114338398983338367?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114338398983338367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114338398983338367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114338398983338367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114338398983338367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/omggggg-now-there-are-four-people-with.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114336585624715581</id><published>2006-03-26T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:53:38.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHOONGYEE !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEH I RECEIVED A SURPRISE :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilin is damn mean, come and trick me. And they say I was stupid. Had chocolate cake and SMELLY TOFU! OMG I LOVE SMELLY TOFU. The rest don't know how to appreciate it. IT WAS SO YUMMYYY. Recieved pretty pretty flowers too (: Then went to griller to have our lunch. OMG THIS LITTLE BOY WAS CELEBRATING HIS BIRTHDAY TOO! WE HAVE THE SAME BIRTHDATE! I wanna go take a picture with him.. but, no. Then we took neoprints and played at the arcade. Wahlao they don't have ddr ): But nevermind, I have it at home! My dad bought it for me years ago. Haha, I'm hooked. Today's such a short day.. Oh well, I have two more belated birthdays to celebrate -- Pam&amp;I, Jo&amp;amp;I. Oh yes! I just realised! The triplets' birthdays are on the 20 March! Ahh, I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who stayed up late yesterday just to wish me a happy birthday (: And to Tania, Wilin, Nifong, Jessleen, Jolene &amp; Joanne, THANKYOUUUUUUUU FOR GIVING ME SUCH A WONDERFUL SURPRISEEEE :D:D:D Jolene, although you didn't turn up today, BUT I KNOW YOU LOVE ME BERRY BERRY MUCH LAH DONT NEED TO DENY. AND, I do not bloody whineeeee okayyyy. Oh and yes Kalok! THANKS FOR GOING SHOPPING SPECIALLY FOR MY PRESENT YESTERDAY(: I KNOW MY BREASTS VERY BIG LAH YOU JEALOUS RIGHT. Okay, I'm damn lazy to name out everyone so.. THANK YOU PEOPLE I LOVE YOU ALL &lt;s&gt;LIKE SHIT&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ddr time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes to comment on my boobs huh? Even Chantel is doing so. She wished me a Happy Birthday and added, "may your boobs continue to grow bigger!" HAHAHAH TSK!&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114336585624715581?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114336585624715581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114336585624715581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114336585624715581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114336585624715581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-choongyee-heheheh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114328513531114035</id><published>2006-03-25T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T19:19:13.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7546/365/1600/fromdiana!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7546/365/320/fromdiana%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU DIANA! IT'S SO SWEET OF YOU (: For a larger image, click &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://img52.imageshack.us/img52/2098/p10605142wj.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's coming back on Monday! YAY. Then I won't be so lonely anymore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, notice those chinese characters at the background? OMG IF THEY'RE FROM THE SCHOOL THEN HOW COME I DONT HAVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114328513531114035?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114328513531114035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114328513531114035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114328513531114035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114328513531114035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/thank-you-diana-its-so-sweet-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114326990470995985</id><published>2006-03-25T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:58:24.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was supposed to go out with Nikki today but I didn't feel like it. Sorry Nikki! I still owe Nifong money. $23 something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my mom thought that I was mixing around with &lt;b&gt;badddd peopleeee&lt;/b&gt;. HAHAHA. Like NO WAYYY? We are all good citizens of Singapore. OMG funny. She doesn't know that I despise &lt;b&gt;badddddd peopleeeee&lt;/b&gt;. HA HA HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a mom like Joanne's (my cousin). I mean like, her mom and my mom are sisters, realll sisters, but both of them are like totally different. Oh whyyyyyyy oh whyyyyyyyyy is god so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne's coming back this monday! I missed her so much. And we're gonna celebrate our belated birthdays together! Pam and I! Next Saturday! Yay! I'm a happy person now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114326990470995985?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114326990470995985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114326990470995985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114326990470995985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114326990470995985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/was-supposed-to-go-out-with-nikki.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114326891370040369</id><published>2006-03-25T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T14:41:53.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom came into the room and told me that I could quit schooling once I finish my O levels. She would care no more about my results and whether or not I did my homework. She just doesn't want me to play truant. And she started fucking about how she has given up hope on me and stuffs like that. Oh wow, since when did I say that I &lt;b&gt;do not&lt;/b&gt; want to study? I never said that... &lt;em&gt;neverrr.&lt;/em&gt; And like if I were a parent, I would rather my child play truant every day but come home with &lt;b&gt;great&lt;/b&gt; results than going to school every day, learning nothing, and scoring shit for every single subject. But of course, my child must not be a bad person. And I have to say, I am not a bad person either. I do not smoke, drink or swear. Okay maybe I do swear a little, but unintentionally. I don't go around causing troubles and fights. I do not fucking talk back to teachers or parents or even strangers. Even if I find some strangers (e.g. shop owner) irritating, I do not fucking swear at them and say things like "bitch, go home and kindly fuck your mother till she crys for more". I do respect people. I don't steal or cheat ( serious ones like you see on the papers). If you think I'm bad then wow, I think the monks aren't any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of seats in class. I'm not sitting with Nifong anymore! Aww, I would have no one to talk to and when this happens, I would feel bored and soon, sleepy. Then I would fall asleep on the table and since I sit rightttttt at the corner, no teachers would even notice me and TADAH, sweet dreams choongyee. why did I say no teachers would notice me? Oh cause WHICH TEACHER WOULD BLOODY STAND AT THE CORNER OF THE CLASS TO TEACH? Obviously they would be standing in the middle right. And also, I can't see the screen clearly, And whenever I want to copy down notes, I have to turn 90 degrees right, and start scribbling my notes on Dixin's table. Soon, I'll just give up. Argh, side seats are so irritating. That's why I chose the middle seats on the first day of school, so I could be comfortable and able to study better. How thoughtful of me! Teachers these days... *shakes head*. Yeah so what if you place me in front of the teacher's table, you think the teacher will stay there forever? Oh you think having a teacher in front of me would make me study? Sorry, No. The more you do, the more I'll want to defy you. So just leave me alone, and I'll keep my promise on what I've promised before. The seats have nothing to do with studies. What were you thinking? Fengshui? No, not the first roll please. I don't want to suffer from neck pain. I just want my previous seat back! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114326891370040369?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114326891370040369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114326891370040369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114326891370040369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114326891370040369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-mom-came-into-room-and-told-me-that.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114321011942625952</id><published>2006-03-24T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T15:21:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHOONGYEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I LOVE U SO MUCH MY ONLINE BESTFRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im begging you to be my escape? says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE ALL UR WISHES COME TRUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so loved, seriously. Although it's too early but it's the thought that counts! Talked to Plub and I felt so much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;Told her about PPR and she said she looks like a Japanese boy! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes, I don't really need those things that I thought I'll need. Sometimes... Other times I might need them. Maybe I shouldn't take it too seriously. It's time to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114321011942625952?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114321011942625952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114321011942625952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114321011942625952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114321011942625952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-begging-you-to-be-my-escape-says.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114320336079598346</id><published>2006-03-24T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:29:20.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pam is my primary bestfriend! And she remembered my birthday! How sweet of her (: It has been like 3 years and she could still remember! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;let me guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23 march?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's march too right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OH AHHH HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is today 23 march?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ohoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;not bad ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH WHY YOU TELL ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you never tell me you wanted to guess mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I KNOW OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i just thought of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and I NEVER LOOK AT THE CALENDAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know last time i asked you before whether we're born in the same hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had the same doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA OHYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then i went home and asked my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether he delivered anyone called CHOONGYEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but then no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAM* - BERRIES/ GREEN PEAS! xD says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AWW SO SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he could have been my godpa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;naked baby makes me wild says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;then we will be god sisters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, Pam's parents are both doctors. And her dad is a gynae! We must go out one day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114320336079598346?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114320336079598346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114320336079598346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114320336079598346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114320336079598346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-pamela-loh-pam-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114319793355111466</id><published>2006-03-24T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T18:58:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's all right, it's okay, we're gonna crash/trash them back one day" -keller cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, yeah, so cheer up everybody! I'm fine already(: The Hockey team did a great job! It was 0-0, and they even had an extension of 10 mins, but still, none scored a goal. So they had this thingy whereby AIYAH I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EXPLAIN LAH GO FIND OUT YOURSELF IF YOU WANT TO KNOW. Anyway, I just felt that it was such a pity. But St Nicks deserved it though, or so to me. At least they don't ____ like ____. They're more civilised people. But it's great enough knowing that Crescent won Northland. They had been the champion for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sports day in the morning. Haha, the mascot! so funny. And Asilah and Erza were complaining about me eating so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asilah: Oh my god, you're still eating? How many races over already you tell me? And you are still eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, I don't eat so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a pair of glasses out of Siewling's feelers! HAHAHA. It looked so REALLLL lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for lunch at pizzahut after that. Birthday celebration! It was funnnnnnnn. :D:D:D Qixuan and I did some kissy kissy. HAHA AND IT'S REAL KISSY KISSY OKAY. NOT FAKE ONE AH. BUT GOT WHIPPED CREAM IN BETWEEN LA. Then off to delta to support the hockers(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm like so smelly and stinky and sticky and yucky now and AH I HAVENT BATHE. No wonder so many mosquitoes come to me. WAH ITCHY SIAAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114319793355111466?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114319793355111466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114319793355111466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114319793355111466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114319793355111466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114257013721320868</id><published>2006-03-17T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:37:20.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PPR&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Zouk with Jessleen, Tania, Siewling, and her friends yesterday. We managed to get in anyways. We (Jess, me, Tania) stalked &lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;she&lt;/b&gt; touched Jessleen's butt. OMG NOT FAIR I ALSO WAAAAAAANT. And, I didn't get the chance to HUMP &lt;b&gt;her&lt;/b&gt;. *whines for 1 hr* I WANT &lt;b&gt;PPR&lt;/b&gt; ): People kept stepping on my foot, especially the left foot with a big fat blister on the last toe. It's fucking painful now ): I could see my flesh! eeekk. And there were so many different types of houses OMG I ALMOST MELTED. But, &lt;b&gt;she's&lt;/b&gt; still the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt;. Saw many people there but nah, I didn't go and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I could bite your shoulder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving a mark with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114257013721320868?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114257013721320868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114257013721320868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114257013721320868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114257013721320868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/ppr3-went-zouk-with-jessleen-tania.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114248237585617280</id><published>2006-03-16T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:12:55.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a tan! from beaching yesterday. Not that dark though, I nearly got burnt... AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept over at Jolene's! It was last minute decision though, but mommy was nice enough to allow (: Jessleen was there too. I couldnt sleep lah! I miss my baby bolster ): GOT MY NICE NICE SMELL. So I played Snake II on my phone and the bloody sound woke Jessleen up. Woke up damn early in the morning, and ate prata for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds so boring? Nevermind, I shall telll you about my phone cycle. By the way, I'm getting a new phone in April! And April is nearing! AH HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone Cycle :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice &amp; New phone ---lost/stolen after a few months---&gt; Old &amp;amp; Laoya phone ---so old no one wants to steal---&gt; Nice &amp; New phone ---lost / stolen after a few months, forced to use back old one---&gt; Old &amp;amp; Laoya phone ---so lousy no one wants to steal---&gt; Buy New phone again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im currently using an Old and Laoya phone, AH April, I cant wait for April to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FUCK LAH MY P.O IS LIKE SHIT LIKE THAT. *whines*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114248237585617280?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114248237585617280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114248237585617280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114248237585617280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114248237585617280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-got-tan-from-beaching-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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-10141600.post-114226393577022939</id><published>2006-03-13T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:32:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A FRIGGIN' 35 FOR MY L1R5 WHAT SHIT IS THIS ALAMAK )#*&amp;^*$%#@%^$#*&amp;amp;(@&amp;#*(!&amp;amp;@^#&amp;^%$@#%^&amp;amp;%@*(#&amp;^%$#^$#^&amp;amp;!*#*@(&amp;^%#$^%@$#%^(&amp;amp;*@!#*&amp;!@^%$#~$#^@%&amp;amp;*!()_#)*!&amp;@^#%$@$#*&amp;amp;(@&amp;#)$(&lt;a href="mailto:*@^$&amp;amp;%"&gt;*@^$&amp;%&lt;/a&gt;^* Nevermind, it's just common test. BUT WHY MUST THEY FRIGGIN' INFORM OUR PARENTS? Like I say, It's just COMMON TEST. @#*&amp;amp;*@^#%&amp;!^@%^@*()#*&amp;amp;@%^#$^%@!%*~(#*&amp;~(&lt;a href="mailto:*#&amp;amp;^&amp;@%#&amp;amp;!^@%#!&amp;^@%#*!@&amp;amp;^#*&amp;@^%#*&amp;amp;!@%#!@%"&gt;*#&amp;^&amp;amp;@%#&amp;!^@%#!&amp;amp;^@%#*!@&amp;^#*&amp;amp;@^%#*&amp;!@%#!@%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10141600-114226393577022939?l=dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/feeds/114226393577022939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10141600&amp;postID=114226393577022939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114226393577022939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10141600/posts/default/114226393577022939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dirtyentertainment.blogspot.com/2006/03/did-i-mention-i-got-friggin-35-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>choongyee</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>
